Xinwu City, at noon, is crowded.

Hungry people seek out restaurants and restaurants to order a table of food to treat their tired bodies.

In the back kitchen of a restaurant, a huge fat body stood in front of the stove, using the spatula flexibly, and the dishes rolled back and forth in the pot, as if these dishes were listening to him, flipping and rolling freely like an elf.

Tilting less, the fat man shook the spoon lightly, and then saw that the dishes had been neatly placed on the plate. The color, fragrance, taste, meaning, and shape are complete, and the fragrance is fragrant, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, which shows that this fat man has a lot of cooking skills.

The fat man was picking up a white towel on his shoulders and gently wiping his white and chubby hands, but the movement suddenly stopped, as if he had found something interesting, the fat face hung a hint of a smile, the thick lips were gently raised, and the little eyes were about to narrow into a line.

"Yanchen, you stinky boy doesn't work well, and you came here to steal my stunts, right?"

The fat man, who was still wiping his hands by the stove in the last breath, came to the door of the back kitchen more than ten steps away at a speed completely incommensurate with his size, and took out a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old from behind the curtain, and his white and stubby hands were gently pinching his ears at the moment, lifting them up slightly.

"Ouch ouch, boss, you tap, your ears are going to fall off. ”

The young man escaped from the fat man's clutches with his hands for a while, and his little hands gently rubbed his slightly reddened ears, and looked at the fat man in front of him with a bitter little face. The scarf on the top of the head was a little crooked, a strand of long hair on the forehead lost the restraint of the scarf, naughtily leaned in front of the eyebrows, and the smart eyes were full of resentment at the moment.

"Why did you find out again? My ears were screwed off, hey......"

"Stinky boy, business is booming today, you didn't say hello in front of you, but you came here to steal, hurry up, this dish is passed on." The fat man didn't seem to be angry at Yanchen's lack of work, and still smiled.

"Okay, go right away. Yan Chen's face changed as if he swept away the previous resentment, and happily picked up the delicacies that the fat boss had just fried and went out.

"It's really weird, every time I hide so tightly, you can find me, why are you so agile when you're fat?"

Yan Chen muttered as he walked, not avoiding the fat boss at all, and the fat boss was not angry, looking at Yan Chen's back and shaking his head helplessly, he turned around and returned to the stove to continue to be busy.

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"Brother Chen, were you caught by the boss again?" Wang Xiaoer, another guy who ran the hall, saw Yanchen coming out of the back kitchen with the dishes, and greeted him with a smile.

"Go, go, busy with your go, you're everywhere. Yan Chen rolled his eyes angrily, this kid doesn't open any pot and which pot, is it easy to steal both hands? You are still gloating here, you are really careless in making friends.

Having said that, Yan Chen also knew that it was just a joke, and he always had to have some fun working together to add some spice to this boring life, right? The same is true of the battle of wits with the fat boss, as smart as he is, how can he not know that the fat boss actually intends to teach him a few hands, so why not learn it openly? It's just that he enjoys the fun of this battle of wits and courage. How do you say that? Yes, you can't save yourself!

The business of this restaurant is excellent, and there is always a steady stream of diners when it comes to meals. The diners who come here are actually here for the good dish fried by the fat boss. But everyone who has eaten it clapped their hands, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with aftertaste rap for three days, and the reputation of the small restaurant has also been beaten.

It's just that the business is so prosperous, but it also hurts Yan Chen and Wang Xiaoer, who ran the hall, he protested to the fat boss more than once, there should be more manpower, just these two people really can't cope with it. As a teenager in the mood for love, it is the time to grow his body, how can he be so tired?

It's a pity that his protests have all turned into motivation for hard work under the temptation of the fat boss's food, and every time he secretly annoys his own infirmity, but what can he do with such a boss who makes first-hand food but doesn't want it? Of course, he chooses to be painful and happy.

"Grandma's dead fat man, when the master accepts your broken restaurant one day, I have to let you feel how miserable it is to run the hall. While greeting the diners who came and went, Yan Chen viciously imagined in his heart that the fat boss was wearing a short horse coat, a small square scarf on his head, and a white rag on his shoulder rolling around in the lobby like a ball to greet the guests.

"What? Dead boy dares to ask Ye for money for wine and dinner? Ye came to your shabby shop to eat, it is to give you face, do you know who Ye is?"

A burst of scolding interrupted Yan Chen's fantasy, and he turned his head unhappily to look at the source of the sound. I saw two strong men in short clothes sitting at a dining table, and one of them had a shiny head and a fierce and vicious appearance yelling at Wang Xiaoer with a flying and domineering face.

"But, but ......"

"But what's it, believe it or not, I smashed your shop!"

Wang Xiaoer was honestly tight, seeing that the two of them were fierce and vicious, and they were arrogant, they panicked, and they stumbled when they spoke, and before they finished speaking, they were frightened by the bald man and didn't dare to say anything.

Yan Chen couldn't stand it anymore, walked up and patted Wang Xiaoer on the shoulder, and asked what happened, Wang Xiaoer turned his head and saw that it was Yan Chen, and suddenly seemed to have a backbone, and in a few words, he made it clear to Yan Chen that these two strong men wanted to eat the overlord's meal.

"Two guest officers, look, you two should settle the money for wine and dinner, we have a small business here, and it's not easy. ”

Yanchen has been running in this restaurant for a year or two, and his experience is not rich. Therefore, in the face of these fierce and vicious two men, they are not stage frightened, but they give them enough face when they speak.

"Smack......

Who knew that these two strong men were arrogant, as soon as Yan Chen's words fell, a slap from the bald man was thrown in his face, Yan Chen did not avoid this slap, he received it firmly, the scarf above his head was slapped off, and his long black and shiny hair was scattered.

"Boy, do you know who our two masters are? We are the confidants and followers of the Feng family's Feng Junyu Young Master, and we dare to ask the master for money, which is really a shame for you. ”

After the bald man slapped Yan Chen, his arrogance did not retreat at all, and he still scolded Yan Chen arrogantly.

"Shhh...... It turned out to be the richest man in our Xinwu City. ”

"The people of this Feng family are all arrogant and domineering, and this little brother who runs away provokes them has no good fruit to eat. ”

"Shh......h You don't want to die, be careful to be heard by these two masters, they don't blink an eye when they kill people. ”

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After the bald man reported his home, the lobby suddenly exploded, and the other diners who were watching were in a hurry, obviously knowing the Feng family, and whispering to each other for fear of being heard by these two.

The bald man and another man who had never spoken from beginning to end felt the evasive gaze of everyone, and their vanity in their hearts was greatly satisfied, and after looking around proudly, they continued to show their majesty to Yan Chen and Wang Xiaoer.

"Two guest officers, no credit is the rule of our restaurant. Yan Chen, who was slapped in the face, held back his anger, and there was no longer the politeness he had at the beginning between his words, his lips lightly touched the injury at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Yo, boy, it seems that I really gave you face, uncle, right? ”

The bald man felt that his dignity had been provoked, and he was immediately furious, and slapped Yan Chen again, Yan Chen was so angry in his heart, the master has slapped you, you have to inch in, isn't it?

Yan Chen thought so in his heart, but he was not slow at all, he stepped back slightly, and narrowly avoided the slap of the bald man, and his hands that seemed to be panicked danced wildly, but the bald man stumbled and almost fell into the mud.

"Hahaha...... Bald, did you get rid of that little girl's skin last night, such an ordinary little doll can't beat it? You really have a long face, hahaha......

The man who had never spoken, was a little surprised to see that Yan Chen had actually hidden. But he didn't think much about it, just that the bald man overindulged in his concubine last night and hollowed out his body.

The bald man was ridiculed by his companions, and he couldn't help but feel that his face was dull, he stared at Yan Chen suspiciously for a long time, but he didn't see that Yan Chen had a true flow of true yuan at all.

He was dignified and condensed, and a martial artist almost fell into the mud under this large public, and he counted all the accounts on Yan Chen's head. Previously, he just wanted to humiliate Yan Chen and Wang Xiaoer to show his superiority, and did not use Zhenyuan, but now he really moved his killing intent against Yan Chen.

"Good, good, little bunny, you annoyed your grandfather. The bald man gritted his teeth and stared at Yan Chen, not hiding the killing intent in his heart at all. The Feng family is the richest man in Xinwu City, that is, the city lord's mansion has to be polite to the Feng family, after all, who doesn't like to play with rich people these days, and he is a close entourage of the young master of the Feng family, not to mention killing a runaway, even if he kills ten or eight, no one will be held accountable, who can make himself uncomfortable for a poor ghost?

Yan Chen squinted his starry eyes slightly, his father often taught him to be a man with dignity and to be more tolerant of everything. Just feeling the bursts of murderous intent on the bald man in front of him, he really couldn't understand whether it was reasonable for this product to eat the overlord's meal, didn't he have to settle the bill, why did he plan to kill someone?

If you don't understand, you don't want to, Yan Chen only knows that people are planning to kill you, and if you endure it any longer, you will have a sick brain. Just as he was slightly arched and ready to do something, a white, fat hand was on his shoulder, stopping his movements......