"Oh, it was Mo Fan who did it, you ask him. Li Ling'er pointed at Mo Fan and said.

Suddenly, Mo Fan's head was big.

Master, why do you add that thousand spices of wine!

Now, the whole problem is here.

With the arrival of Mu Tongtian and the three of them, guests came in from Zuimenglou one after another, and they greeted Li Ling'er warmly, it seems that they should all be some acquaintances and neighbors.

For others, the extra aroma of the beef buns just makes them feel a little better than usual.

As for the cold salad that was a little different from the past, they were quite surprised, so they asked Li Ling'er one after another.

Li Ling'er gently rubbed her eyelids, still pointed at Mo Fan, and said, "Breakfast is made by my new chef, you go and ask him." ”

So, everyone turned their attention to Mo Fan.

However, Li Ling'er also had a trace of curiosity at this time, could it be that there is anything special about this cold salad?

But she has made this cold dish no less than a thousand times in the past.

Cut into fine strips, without adding any accessories, and match as you like, this is the most authentic way to eat.

Out of curiosity, Li Ling'er approached Mu Tongtian, who had not moved the dishes and chopsticks for a long time, and picked up a strand of filament, which was mixed with three colors, namely cyan, red and green.

Of these, there are ten in cyan, five in red, and only one in green.

"He actually matched these three threads?" Li Ling'er frowned slightly.

You must know that this cold salad is taken from chayote, danxin fruit and green ice melon, and their tastes are sour, sweet and bitter respectively.

The biggest feature of the three silk salads is that they want to eat whatever they want, and they are completely free to match.

But now Mo Fan has matched these three wires without authorization, which is really a taboo for cold three wires.

After all, it's hard to reconcile.

But when I think about the reaction of the neighbors just now, it is completely a very good experience.

"Let's try it first. ”

Li Ling'er found that she might have been thinking too much for a while.

After taking a bite, Li Ling'er's delicate lips were slightly closed, her cheeks moved slightly, she chewed lightly, and suddenly felt cool and delicious, and the deliciousness of the three melons and fruits overflowed in her mouth.

Sour with sweet, then slightly bitter.

After another bite, the slight bitterness was replaced by sweet and sour.

This experience of repeatedly circulating in the three flavors is a feeling that Li Ling'er has never had.

She experienced three flavors at the same time, none of which were too heavy or light, and the three flavors were well balanced, just satisfying her appetite.

The chef's mouth is generally very picky, even Li Ling'er can be satisfied, as for the others, there is no need to say more.

I paid too much attention to steamed buns before, but I didn't expect this inconspicuous cold salad to have a lot of articles.

Good cooking and big ideas.

It's a pity that Mo Fan came to the wrong place.

Li Ling'er was inevitably disappointed in her heart, she put down her chopsticks and cheered up, it seemed that she had not slept well last night, which made her always in a state of dizziness.

"How did you come up with such a match?" Li Ling'er asked, and then slapped the thin waist of the willow without a trace of fat.

With this question, the expression on Mo Fan's face suddenly became wonderful.

The problem of steamed buns has not been solved, and the problem of cold salad has popped up again.

Mo Fan suddenly felt that cooking was even more difficult than letting him kill dozens of tenth-level spirit masters!

"What's the panic, there is a teacher. The fat old man's sudden words made Mo Fan feel like he had taken a reassuring pill.

At this time, Mo Fan only needs to keep his face red and his heart beating, and repeat what the fat old man said.

Mo Fan told the reason why he wanted to match it like this, and everyone understood it very clearly.

Then, Mo Fan cleared his throat and continued: "As a highly motivated chef, I am just constantly trying and seeking breakthroughs, in the same dish, if you want to be better than others, you have to know how to innovate, what is the difference between a chef who can't innovate and salted fish?"

"Bang Bang Bang"

The crowd clapped their hands again and again.

"Hehe, an ordinary breakfast is just something you can brazenly boast here, and you admire it very much!" A thin middle-aged man in a pea-green brocade suit walked in, with thin eyes and thin lips, and that appearance of smiling but not smiling, giving people a sly and sinister feeling.

This discordant tone mixed in halfway is what he said.

Seeing the comer, Li Ling'er's face instantly darkened.

"Fan Tianhe, I have already made it clear that you are not allowed to step into the Drunken Dream Tower again!" Li Ling'er clenched her fists and gritted her silver teeth and reprimanded, it seemed that there was some kind of festival between the two of them.

Fan Tianhe glanced at Li Ling'er deeply, his eyes did not hide the greedy and fiery gaze, he licked his lips that were as thin as a blade, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I have lived here for two years before, and I have a trace of affection for Zuimenglou, now come and see, shopkeeper Li should not be so unkind." ”

"Villain who repays grievances with virtue, you are not welcome here. Mu Tongtian suddenly stood up, and his face was gloomy in the middle of the two.

The corners of Fan Tianhe's mouth were crooked, he snorted coldly, and sneered: "I heard that your Ranxian Pavilion is about to be promoted to the third-grade power, do you want to stab Lou Zi at this time, so as to anger your pavilion master?"

The atmosphere became depressed in an instant, and the acquaintances hurriedly and quietly left the Zuimenglou, after all, this Fan Tianhe was already a first-class 'Thousand Hands' chef, and his status was respected, and no one wanted to offend him.

The people who stayed were not for the show, but several neighbors who had a good relationship with Li Ling'er, and they all glared at Fan Tianhe angrily.

It seems that this Fan Tianhe did something immoral when he was drunk in Menglou.

Fan Tianhe put his hands behind his back, he raised his head and smiled coldly: "Hehe, since Shopkeeper Li doesn't welcome me, then I'll just say it, hand over the remaining half of the 'Drunken Dream Wine', otherwise I can't control it, I don't know about you going to the Ranxian Pavilion to entrust Su Yu." ”

"You!"

"You shameless!" Li Ling'er said angrily, her apricot eyes wide and her willow eyebrows upside down.

Fan Tianhe stood there and turned a deaf ear, scolding Li Ling'er for her pain, it didn't hurt or itch anyway.

"Brother Mo, you must leave him behind. Mu Tongtian's words suddenly came to Mo Fan's ears.

Mo Fan's face froze, his eyes flashed, and he could hear from Mu Tongtian's tone that this Fan Tianhe must have done something to offend them.

"Zz"

There was no wave and wind, Mo Fan's figure disappeared, and the solidified atmosphere was suddenly broken.

The next moment, Fan Tianhe's face was full of horror, and he desperately waved his right hand, trying to control the three Silver Moon Scimitars in the air that flickered with cold light.

I saw Mo Fan strangled Fan Tianhe's neck with his right hand and pressed him to the counter.

Mu Tongtian looked at the remaining diners and said in a deep voice: "I am sorry for you to keep this matter secret. ”

"Don't worry, we have received a lot of favors from Zuimenglou over the years, and it is too late to repay the favor. The one who spoke was a lonely widow with a vicissitudes of life, she ran a vegetable shop, because there was no mark, so the business was usually bleak, thanks to Li Ling'er who had been buying vegetables from her and maintaining her life.

Seeing that everyone had assurances, Mu Tongtian also thanked them one by one.

"Brother Mo, take him to the backyard. ”

"Three fat, Crazy Iron, you two are guarding the door. ”

Mu Tongtian commanded, Mo Fan lifted Fan Tianhe, and walked to the backyard like carrying a little chicken.

The door of the Drunken Dream Building was tightly closed, Crazy Iron stood there with his arms folded in front of his chest, and stood there with a cold face, the cold aura emanating from his body was extremely oppressive, making people dare not approach easily.

And Romon Gusan was eating the leftover buns and cold salad on the table in the hall, and he felt that it would be enough to let Crazy Iron guard the door alone.

Witnessing what happened at this time, Li Ling'er covered her delicate lips, and her face was a little pale.

"Will they be hurt if they do this?" Li Ling'er watched Mo Fan carry Fan Tianhe to the backyard, and asked Mu Tongtian with great concern.

Mu Tongtian gently patted Li Ling'er, who looked a little frightened, and he comforted in a low voice: "Sister Ling'er, go and rest first, believe me, the two of them will come back safe and sound today." ”

After being glared at fiercely by Mu Tongtian, Luo Men Gusan wiped his mouth clean and trotted over, "Sister Ling'er, I'll help you go to rest." ”

He carefully helped Li Ling'er, who was in a state of distraction, to the second floor.

"Brother Mo, this, what's going on?" Lei Li put down the firewood in his hand, and saw Mo Fan carrying a thin figure who was constantly struggling and had a panicked face, and asked curiously.