Just when Li Chuanshui was queuing, a different "beggar" came to him.

The most interesting thing is that after seeing the many people queuing at the entrance of "a small shop", this unusual beggar said to Li Chuanshui at the end of the line alone: "Young man, are you here to eat this chicken and rice?" I advise you, it's better not to eat it! ”

Listening to the beggar's inexplicable words, Li Chuanshui looked at him, and then said curiously: "What? Poisonous food in this small shop? ”

When asked, the beggar shook his head and said, "It's not poisonous!" Very tasty. ”

"Then you won't let me eat it? There has to be a reason, right? ”

Hearing this, the beggar's face in tattered clothes suddenly became very embarrassed, and then he pursed his lips, with an expression of wanting to speak, and whispered to Li Chuanshui: "I won't do anything about smashing other people's signs, but you eat his delicious food...... Definitely not good for you. ”

Listening to the beggar's more and more strange words, Li Chuanshui was depressed and curious in his heart, and in the midst of doubts, Li Chuanshui and the old beggar looked at each other for a while, and suddenly asked: "I said old man, do you know some of the inside story of this small shop?"

When asked, the old beggar immediately nodded, and said with a twelve-point spirit: "That's the thing in the food world, which I don't know about the rare thing!" Do you want to hear it? ”

Asked, Li Chuanshui nodded and said, "Of course I want to hear it!" Food is interesting when paired with a story. ”

"Good! But ......" the old beggar's eyes flashed, and at the same time he said, "Young man, in this twenty-first century, the most expensive thing is consultation!" The story I told you is also a consultation, right? ”

While speaking, the old beggar made a gesture of counting money at Li Chuanshui, and his expression was exactly the same as Li Chuanshui's former boss, Boss Wu.

Seeing this old guy's every move, Li Chuanshui was stunned, and suddenly figured out the purpose of this old guy's appearance here.

Obviously, this beggar who calls himself Yi Dazui is here to beg in this rich man's heap, but his way of begging is rather bizarre, a bit like a scalper, and a bit like a fraudster, relying on a sentence or two to arouse the curiosity of diners, and then peddling "inside information" to cheat money.

This old man's trick of cheating money...... It's really fresh and refined!

Although Li Chuanshui hates liars, he is not bad for money now, and Li Chuanshui also wants to know more about this "wild yellow stewed chicken", so he wants to hear it first.

So, after Yi Dazui made the gesture of some money, Li Chuanshui nodded, followed by took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, and took out a red and glamorous hundred-yuan bill from it.

Seeing Li Chuanshui's hundred-yuan bill folded into a square, the beggar Yi's eyes turned red when he looked at it.

When Li Chuanshui stretched out his hand to hand over the hundred-yuan bill, he smiled like a flower, and stretched out his trembling hands to take it.

But it's a pity that Li Chuanshui's next actions made this big-mouthed beggar dream...... Instantly shrunk.

Just when the beggar's hand was about to reach the hundred-yuan bill, Li Chuanshui suddenly opened the folded banknote, and then took out a one-dollar bill from the crack of the money and stuffed it into the beggar's hand.

Seeing that a hundred yuan instantly turned into a dollar, Yi's big mouth and face were as black as pickled cucumbers.

Then this guy probably felt that Li Chuanshui was teasing him, and deliberately said very impatiently: "...... I won't talk about it! Just give a dollar, what about you to send for food? ”

Yi's big mouth suddenly attracted the attention of the men and women in line and Li Chuanshui.

Although everyone has different identities and doesn't like each other very well, but in the face of Yi Dazui's questioning, these people replied in unison: "You originally wanted food, right?"

When the "......" heard this, the beggar who called himself Yi Dazui was completely speechless.

Seeing that he was despised by everyone, it was very embarrassing to ask for food.

He lost his temper, sniffed a few times, and then smiled at Li Chuanshui: "Brother...... I still want that red one! ”

Hearing this, Li Chuanshui knew that it was time to close the net, so he shook the big red ticket in his hand and said with a smile: "The green is your opening fee, and the red is your final payment, as long as what you say satisfies me, I will give it to you!"

Hearing that there was still hope for the hundred-dollar bill, the old beggar finally put on a happy face again.

Then with a hint of excitement, he said to Li Chuanshui: "It's okay to listen if you want to, but let's stay away from others, I'm afraid that there will be too many words and I will find trouble."

"Good!" Li Chuanshui nodded, then put away the banknotes and followed the beggar to a secluded place on the street.

When Yi Dazui took Li Chuanshui away from the crowd, he immediately told Li Chuanshui that the owner of this "small shop" was a thirty-one-twelve-year-old woman named Shen Mengxiang, and there was a thirteen-fourteen girl at the front desk, who was Shen Mengxiang's child, named Shen Niu.

"The girl takes her mother's surname?" Li Chuanshui was stunned, and then asked, "Doesn't this child have a father?"

When asked, the old beggar replied, "Of course!" But his father ...... It's not an ordinary person! ”

"Oh?!" Li Chuanshui twisted his eyebrows, and then suddenly asked, "This is interesting!" Who is his father? ”

When asked, Yi Dazui said to Li Chuanshui: "You don't know, right? His father is the southern kitchen god of the Five Organs Temple, Zhao Shuirong! It's the god of cooking! ”

"Zhao Shuirong! Five Organs Temple! Li Chuanshui was stunned, and at the same time, he felt that Xiao Jiu'er in his head suddenly trembled, and seemed to have a huge reaction to this Zhao Shuirong.

Seeing Li Chuanshui's bewildered look, the beggar was extremely proud.

With the happiness of foresight, the beggar told Li Chuanshui again: "This Zhao Shuirong is the first 'demon god' in the southern kitchen, and you can eat the dishes made by her concubine and her descendants, so you are naturally very lucky."

Listening to the old beggar's words, Li Chuanshui endured many questions, and asked directly: "No...... According to what you said, this Zhao Shuirong is very delicious, right? ”

"Of course!" Yi Dazui nodded and said: "Now the world's first chef, the dishes he makes, each dish is priceless, according to the market in the industry, a dish emperor can buy a house, two dishes Bingbing on the bed, three dishes in the east of the city to cut cakes, four dishes under the crotch to ride a Tibetan mastiff, five dishes Russia to buy an aircraft carrier, six ......"

"Okay, okay!" Li Chuanshui interrupted the beggar's exaggerated expression, and then asked the key point: "In line with your meaning, this mother and daughter who opened a small yellow braised chicken shop are the descendants of Zhao Shuirong, the god of southern cooking, but they cook so well, why don't they go to a big restaurant and sell chicken and rice in such a small place?"

When asked, the beggar Yi's big mouth suddenly leaked with contempt, and then said with a smile of "hehe": "Isn't this simple?" That woman was so 'dirty'. is not a serious person, and he doesn't dare to show his face. ”

"Oh?!" Li Chuanshui was stunned and asked, "You even know this?"