Hearing Xiahou Qin say this, Jiang Yazi looked embarrassed. Please search () to see the most complete!

"But ...... later"

"I have a way, leave this matter to me. ”

Xiahou Qin said that there is a way, and there is a way, although Jiang Yazi doesn't know what he can do.

Jiang Yazi's gaze focused on the list in hand again, these are still seedling immortal chef candidates, who will be the next target in the dark cuisine world.

If...... It's good that people on your side can blend into the dark cooking world.

The road, the bus, the big sun.

When Chu Xiangjun arrived at Yang Shuo's house, Yang Shuo's face was already pitch black.

He leaned his arms against the door, and stretched out the wrist wearing the watch to Chu Xiangjun with a resentful expression, and Chu Xiangjun saw a men's watch with diamonds inside, and the time was ten o'clock in the afternoon.

"You're two hours late. Yang Shuo's voice was full of accusations.

Chu Xiangjun smiled awkwardly, his face full of apologies.

"Isn't it yet lunchtime? "I won't delay your Yang Da movie star's lunch.

Chu Xiangjun raised the vegetables he was carrying, his face was full of flattery, but his heart was complaining, if it wasn't for the original owner Chu Xiangjun's hair to stop him for a chat, he wouldn't be late.

I can't afford to hurt when I encounter chatter!

"But I didn't eat breakfast. "Wait for you to do it, boy.

Chu Xiangjun: "......" really thinks of herself as a nanny.

All for the sake of qualification, Chu Xiangjun took a deep breath and said to Yang Shuo: "Then I'll spread a pancake for you now?"

Yang Shuo immediately nodded like pounding garlic!

And at this time, walk a street.

"Why didn't you see the pancake fruit stand recommended by Ah Yuan?"

"yes, didn't you say that the brand was very special, why didn't you see it. ”

"Could it be that one?"

"How is it possible, it is said that it is in the innermost, and the pancakes and fruits of that house must not taste good just by looking at them. ”

"Yes, the smell that Qin Shao brought us...... The scent, tsk, so hungry. ”

On the pedestrian street, several well-dressed men and women, young and beautiful, holding a map and trying to find Chu Xiangjun's pancake fruit stall.

Yang Shuo, who had finished breakfast, had his whole aura changed.

He took a black envelope from the building and went downstairs and handed it to Chu Xiangjun, who was sitting on the sofa to help him peel fruit.

"What is this?" Chu Xiangjun wondered.

Chu Xiangjun took the envelope and wanted to open it, but found that the envelope was sealed.

"Letters of recommendation!"

Yang Shuo sat next to Chu Xiangjun and reached out to take a freshly peeled fruit from the table to eat.

While eating, Yang Shuo said: "Holding a letter of recommendation is equivalent to having the qualification for the competition, however, this letter of recommendation needs to be signed by a reputable chef to be valid as a recommendation." ”

Hearing Yang Shuo's words, Chu Xiangjun wondered in his heart, was it so troublesome to participate in a food exchange competition.

Yang Shuo saw Chu Xiangjun stunned there, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he prayed excitedly: "Please, continue to beg me, then I can take the opportunity to ask you to cook for me for a few more days." ”

Who knows, Chu Xiangjun just received the letter of recommendation in her bag, and then said to herself: "Thank you." ”

Yang Shuo: "......"

Chu Xiangjun didn't hear what he just said clearly, he told her that he had to find a prestigious chef to sign it to be effective.

"I've been announcing a lot a lot these days, so I may have to postpone my search for a chef. Yang Shuo said with regret.

You don't mention it, I mention it, although my heart hurts very much.

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