"Waiting"

The young man snapped his fingers and went into the back kitchen.

Zhang Wei took the opportunity to pick up the girl, if the sling is classified, Zhang Wei belongs to the kind of bolder sling, with a black heart and thick skin, not afraid of blows, the more frustrated the braver.

"Looks like it's not big, you"

"Ahem, where do you look, I'm talking about age"

"Where do you go to school?"

"No. 8 Middle School, yo, I also went to school over there, and the little girls in No. 8 Middle School are beautiful one by one"

"What, you like to play football, I like it too"

"I don't believe it, football is played with two feet, I didn't mess with it."

……

Zhang Wei had a sentence and the girl nonsense, it took less than twenty minutes to find out the girl's details, the name is Qiuwen, a very good name, fifteen years old this year, sixteen years old, in the eighth middle school, read the first year of high school, because often in the God of Food Xiaozhu part-time work, and the boss Gao Yi has a good relationship.

Suddenly, a refreshing aroma wafted out of the back kitchen and instantly filled the entire store.

"It's so fragrant, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I can be sure that this egg fried rice is a golden scrambled egg wrapped in pearl-like rice grains, and it is as beautiful as a work of art."

Zhang Wei squinted his eyes and looked very enjoyed.

Qiu Wen got up and entered the back kitchen, and after a while, he came to Zhang Wei, who was still squinting, with the plate, put the plate on the table, and said with a smile: "The artwork is here." ”

Zhang Wei opened his eyes slowly, looked at Qiu Wen, and smiled.

"It's your birthday, happy birthday"

"Thank you"

Qiu Wen smiled sweetly.

Zhang Wei looked at the egg fried rice on the table, and his expression froze.

What the hell?

It's dark, pimple after pimple, this is something made by people.

Is this for people?

It's also a small building of the god of food, and the small building of the god of is almost the same.

After a turn of thought, Zhang Wei looked at Qiuwen with an unkind face.

"You're kidding me"

Qiuwen's expression was a little embarrassed, the boss fried the egg fried rice like this, and was questioned by the guests, she didn't know how to explain, so she could only laugh and say: "As the saying goes, people can't look good, you taste it first"

"Taste your uncle, when I'm a fool!"

Zhang Wei got up and turned around and left.

Bang, a sharp pain hit, and Zhang Wei's not tall body fell to the ground.

……

Shangqing view.

Chu Feng was meditating when he suddenly smelled a strong foul smell.

"This seems to be the taste of egg fried rice, how can anyone make egg fried rice smell so bad."

After sniffing a few times, Chu Feng closed his eyes again.

But as time passed, the stench became stronger and stronger, and it was simply intolerable.

"Where the hell did that come from?"

Chu Feng endured the feeling of vomiting, got up, left the house, and came to the courtyard, only to find that the yard was full of foul smell.

In order to figure out where the stench came from, Chu Feng used teleportation to move among the mountains, constantly appearing in the major temples. But the strong smell is the same everywhere.

"It's strange, why didn't the others react, could it be that only the poor Dao smelled it."

When teleporting, Chu Feng found that the monks and tourists all looked as usual.

"Find someone to ask."

Ten miles east of Ling Chan Temple, in a forest, a red sedan is shaking regularly, looking like a patient with some kind of disease.

Chu Feng fell from the sky, saw a red car, stretched out his hand on the coated glass window that could not be seen inside, and knocked it a few times.

The sedan that was shaking suddenly fell silent.

"Monk Huihai, pull down the glass, and ask you something?"

Chu Feng increased the strength of the percussion.

In less than three seconds, the coated glass descended, and a shirtless bald monk poked out.

"Chen, Chen......"

"Don't stutter, do you smell a bad smell?"

Chu Feng asked with a frown.

Huihai sniffed hard a few times, and said embarrassedly: "It's a little taste!" ”

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, his gaze swept over a young woman behind Hui Hai who was covered with hair, bare, with slender legs and white skin, her face sank.

"It's not this that Poor Dao is asking, it's the taste of egg fried rice."

"The smell of egg fried rice, no"

Hui Hai sniffed a few more times and shook his head blankly.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked the young woman behind Huihai.

"Girl, do you smell it?"

"Nope"

The young woman's voice was as low as if a mosquito was buzzing.

Chu Feng sniffed a few times, took one step, and disappeared.

The glass of the sedan was pulled shut.

A faint woman's gasp sounded.

"Yes...... Someone, don't"

"He's not human, do it again"

With Hui Hai's voice, the car continued to shake regularly.

Shangqingguan, in the courtyard.

The sun shone and added a holy beauty to the dilapidated building, and with a bang, a wet cat with a crucian carp on its lips emerged from the grass.

Hmph, a golden light flashed, and Chu Feng appeared.

The black cat was so frightened that the cat on its back exploded, and the crucian carp fell on the dirt.

"Dao Chief, you're scared me to death"

"Lazy cat, do you smell a bad smell?"

Chu Feng asked directly.

The black cat was stunned for a moment, then lowered its head and made an embarrassed look.

"I just rode a beautiful cat, it's a bit of a taste."

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, what day is today, the monk is in spring, and the cat is also in spring.

"Dao Chief, I won't dare next time"

The black cat is nervous, it has been following Chu Feng's door for a while, and it has listened to a lot of rules and precepts. Knowing Chu Feng's requirements, he is more strict.

Chu Feng didn't speak, just looked at the black cat.

"I also rode one yesterday"

The black cat continued to confess.

"The day before yesterday, two"

"At the end of last month, I rode a tiger cub on a safari park"

"Stop"

Chu Feng couldn't listen to it anymore, what is this, this broken cat not only rides a cat, but also rides a tiger.

"Dao, Dao Chief"

The black cat fell to the ground in fright.

"Three days of confinement, reflect on it"

With a wave of his hand, Chu Feng sealed the black cat underground.

In order to figure out where the stench came from, Chu Feng released thousands of clones, casting a net to find the source of the stench.

What I didn't expect was that in this way, the odor absorbed increased thousands of times.

"Stinks to death"

Chu Feng's body almost fainted to the ground.

The god of food is a small building.

Zhang Wei was awakened by a tingling sensation, opened his eyes and saw the shopkeeper Gao Yi and the waiter Qiuwen looking at him without saying a word, and said nervously: "You, what do you want?" ”

"Eat"

Qiu Wen pushed the miserable-looking egg fried rice in front of Zhang Wei.

"I, I Eat"

Zhang Wei, who had already regarded Gao Yi and Qiuwen as neuropaths in his heart, obediently picked up a small white spoon, scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice, and put it in his mouth.

"That's pretty much it"

Qiu Wen nodded in satisfaction.

"Poof, it stinks"

Zhang Wei squirted out all the egg fried rice he ate.