Chapter 127 No Loans? (Subscription Requested!)
"Not interested!"
Yun Feiyu didn't expect this old man to come to such a show, and he wanted to hire himself as a chef without concealment, and Yun Feiyu refused without hesitation.
Just kidding, although I have the capital to be a chef, I don't have the dream of being a chef.
"Do you know who I am, boy, don't regret it!" Bing Lao was a little surprised by Yun Feiyu's refusal without hesitation, in his opinion, such a lowly kid, if he knew who he was, he would definitely not refuse his invitation.
"If my guess is correct, you should be the owner of this Chaofeng Restaurant!"
From the moment this Ice Old Man appeared, Yun Feiyu kept an eye on it, and kept observing the connection between the Kitchen God and the Ice Elder.
At first, I thought it was a master and apprentice, but then Yun Feiyu found that this Bing Lao didn't know anything about cooking except that he was a foodie, and in the communication with the kitchen god, the kitchen god had always been very complimentary, and he was able to enter and leave this Chaofeng restaurant freely, and his identity was obvious.
"Yes, boy, I have a little eyesight, since you know that I am the master of the restaurant, do you know what happens to everyone who comes to my restaurant to make trouble?" Bing Lao's face was cold, and with a wave of his big hand, Yun Feiyu only felt that his body was light, and he was shocked to find that he and the kitchen god and this Bing Lao went directly to a strange room, the room was decorated with a simple score, and there was no luxury in the kitchen.
Yun Feiyu's judgment on this ice old man deepened again, such a strong man is definitely not something he can provoke.
"I don't know, but I can imagine it. Yun Feiyu said calmly.
"Then you still dare to refuse me?" Bing Lao asked again.
"Don't dare to refuse, it's just that I'm not here, cooking is just a hobby of mine, the quality of cooking, it all depends on the mood, I can't force it, the truth of this, I believe that the chef will be more clear!"
"Bing Lao, my master, that's what it means," listening to Yun Feiyu's words, the kitchen god also had some helplessness on his face, cooking depends on mood, which is the same as his master's teaching, which makes him can't help but start to reflect, he will lose this time, is it because he is too pursuing success or failure?
Jinshan Phoenix is a top-notch dish, but with his current cooking skills, it is impossible to make it perfect.
What if you made a simpler dish yourself?
After a comparison in his heart, the chef shook his head helplessly, he found that no matter which dish he changed to, he would lose, this is a qualitative gap, and it is impossible to surpass it in a short period of time.
Yun Feiyu knows that it all depends on the system to win this time, but he has never eaten pork in two lives, he has always seen pigs run, and he can definitely come to his fingertips on some messy experiences, the most important thing is that the winner is right in whatever he says.
"Haha, that's right, the one who dares to refuse my Bingfeng, you are the second, the first is his master, you are much more courageous than Peng Xiaozi!" Hearing Yun Feiyu's words, a smile began to appear on Bing Lao's face.
As soon as Bing Lao's words were finished, Yun Feiyu looked at the kitchen god playfully, he finally solved the doubts in his heart, a strong man like the kitchen god, committed to being a chef here, cooking for those rich people, was forced by Bing Lao, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"Boy, you smile again and try, if you are not convinced, let's try again, this time the competition, see if I don't beat you all over the ground to find your teeth!" The kitchen god saw Yun Feiyu's eyes, his face turned red, and then he pretended to be vicious and glared at Yun Feiyu.
"I didn't ...... I didn't laugh...... Haha, I can't help it!" Looking at the resentful look on the kitchen god's face, Yun Feiyu couldn't help but laugh.
"You...... You're good!" was exposed to his scars, and then ridiculed by Yun Feiyu, the face of the kitchen god became very ugly.
"Right...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...... Haha...... "Yun Feiyu didn't want to laugh either, it was really the expression of this kitchen god, coupled with some of his imagination, Yun Feiyu couldn't help it at all."
In Yun Feiyu's mind, the kitchen god was naked, covered with thorns, holding a spoon in one hand and a pot in the other, being whipped by the old ice whip, forced to cook, that kind of scene is funny to think about.
"You ......"
"Alright, let's get down to business!" Bing Lao interrupted the conversation between the two at the right time, looking at Yun Feiyu's backward appearance, his evaluation of Yun Feiyu in his heart was much better.
In the face of the current situation, he can still talk and laugh, especially after knowing that he is the owner of the restaurant, there is no trace of fear and stuttering, this son's heart is already beyond the same level of people, the future is terrifying, and the future is limitless.
"Yun boy, I want to know what you are doing when you come to my Chaofeng Restaurant this time?"
"I'm not looking for trouble, it's something looking for me!"
"When you comment on my dishes like that, you're not looking for trouble, you're praising me?"
Hearing Yun Feiyu's words, the kitchen god was not calm at first.
"To tell you the truth, besides, this challenge is yours," Yun Feiyu said with no admit.
"You ......" The kitchen god still wanted to say something, but his tongue began to knot a little, and after thinking about it, it was all true, but his intuition told him that Yun Feiyu definitely came with a purpose.
"In this way, it seems that you are not here to find fault, then you are here to smash the field!" Bing Lao's face was straight, his voice gradually became cold, looking at Yun Feiyu's eyes was a little unkind, he paused for a moment, and continued, "Boy, dare to provoke me Chaofeng Restaurant, and let me discredit Chaofeng Restaurant, don't you want to live?"
The invisible coercion hit Yun Feiyu in an instant, and he only felt a tightness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.
"Bing Lao is planning to bully the big with the small, do you want to solve me secretly?" Yun Feiyu gritted his teeth and insisted, refusing to compromise at all.
"Yes and what, no matter what, boy, you must know that no one who dares to provoke me Chaofeng Restaurant has not been able to leave alive!" Yun Lao snorted coldly, slapped the table with his palm, and the intensity of coercion increased again.
"Gotcha, what are you thinking about the old man, don't I still understand, isn't it just that one chicken is not enough, do you want a few more? I give, I can't give it?" Feeling the increase in coercion, Yun Feiyu hurriedly begged for mercy, and the arrogant posture he had before collapsed directly, shouting loudly.
"Haha, you kid is really smart, give me ten more, and I'll spare you, no, twenty!" Seeing Yun Feiyu like this, Bing Lao directly withdrew the coercion.
"No, twenty is too much, three at most!"
"Fifteen!"
"Four!"
“......”
"Eight!"
"Okay, that's it!"
After some negotiations, it was finally set at eight, Yun Feiyu's face was full of pain, and now the price of a chicken called Hua Ji is seven gold coins, and eight is a full fifty-six gold coins.
"You're going to pay me, no, you're going to take a loan from me!"