High-end people always use the most primitive way of communication when they meet.

"Damn, it's really unlucky!

I didn't expect to see you on a train, a poisonous snake, my old man, this is not good for the passing years?

The surname Wu hasn't died yet? ”

Old man Zhang Zhouxuan was not in the mood to greet Wu Jiuyu, an old poisonous snake, but Xu Ning was going to greet the editor-in-chief, Sister Hong, so he naturally would not let go of the opportunity to give Wu Jiuyu a horse.

Twenty years ago, when he was in the state banquet preparation group, the surname Wu didn't find fault with him, and the old man had never seen a person with such a vicious mouth, and he had red eyes with the surname Wu at that time, and the two almost didn't fight on the spot.

Today, this guy came to pick Zhouzhou's fault again, can the old man bear it?

As for whether Wei Hong, who brought Wu Jiuyu here, would be embarrassed, the old man couldn't take care of it so much,

It's good to be able to fight with the surname Wu, he is a big spoon, the other party is a mouthful, don't look at him four or five years younger, he can really pinch the surname Wu.

This is called the meeting of enemies, and they are very red-eyed!

"Hehe, who else should I be, it turned out to be Lu Cai Zhang?

Don't worry, I won't die if you die!

But even if you die, I have to say, your drunken chicken is too famous, and the most important thing is the cured meat, what have you made? The wine smells too strong!

Hehe, that is, Moutai Distillery is too accustomed to you, as long as you make this dish, the ten-year-old Moutai will be used by you, how much good wine has been wasted?

I just want to ask, are you a wine seller or a cook?

What a master of road cuisine, I don't even know what a road dish is from you! From ancient times to the present, it is the ordinary people who eat a lot of road dishes! Who heard that ordinary people use Moutai wine to make wind chicken all day long? ”

"You fart!"

Old man Zhang Zhouxuan is about to collapse.

The surname Wu was originally right, but wasn't that a drunken chicken at a state banquet? I don't want to use it, and I can't stand the person in charge of procurement, I have to buy everything? Who usually makes drunken chicken, who uses Moutai all day long!

This surnamed Wu pretended to be confused, and he nagged for 30 years when he caught his short life, isn't this looking for a draw?

"Why do you want to hit me?"

Wu Jiu walked in front of Zhang Zhouxuan with his head stalked, with a confused face.

The heart says to fight, you fight? If I, Wu Jiuyu, are beaten by a national-level culinary master today, it will be considered a success, and I will be even more popular!

Seeing that Zhang Zhouxuan just glared at him fiercely but didn't make a move, the old poisonous snake was still anxious, "I'll just say you, I'll criticize you, what's the matter?" You're going to hit me! ’

"The request is quite peculiar, it seems that my old man has to satisfy you?"

The old man Zhang Zhouxuan is not used to it, and his upper foot is a positive pedal.

Fortunately, it was Xu Ning who hugged his waist quickly, otherwise the headline of Pengcheng News tomorrow would definitely be - 'Two old men in the armor fight at the station!' A grudge between diligence and a gourmet? Hatred? ’

Wu Jiuyu was not kicked by this kick, and pointed at the old man and laughed: "Look at your little bit of talent, I don't know how to do it?"

The surname is Zhang, what good chef can you recommend at your level? I think that's what, what a conscientious chef is all about?

By the way, you recommend him so hard, you don't even want an old face, how much benefit does this receive, or is he your private child? ”

"Mr. Wu, are you okay? If you go on again, the train will leave! ”

Xu Ning really admires the editor-in-chief, Sister Hong, for the uniqueness of the magazine's interview, even this kind of 'poisonous snake' can be tolerated?

If he had changed himself, I am afraid that he would have found a place where no one was there and given him a black brick. I don't know how this old man lived to be in his sixties, and he was not killed?

Wu Jiuyu looked at Xu Ning and smiled: "Hehe, okay..."The face of "Lixing the World" is still something that my old man still has to give, forget it, I won't worry about the surname Zhang today."

Let the editor-in-chief Wei laugh, I am a straightforward person who has a quick mouth and has one thing to say, so I have offended many diligent people, and they have always seen me in this posture of a vicious dog.

But... It's been decades, and no one can help me! Isn't it because I've always been right about the dishes and not the right people, and I've always been realistic? ”

"Yes, yes, yes... The train is about to leave, Wu Lao, let's get on the train first......"

Wei Hong smiled apologetically at Old Man Zhang Zhouxuan, and half-pushed and half-pushed the poisonous snake into the carriage. The heart said that you are a fart? To be honest, if the old lady didn't want to do your interview and use your depth to measure the depth of next Zhouzhou, she would have to kick you off the platform!

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Pengcheng is quiet at night, and the environmental management of this ancient city with 4,000 years of history and culture has gradually swept away the haze in the sky, and a few particularly bright stars can already be seen.

This is the only hometown of Zhouzhou in both worlds. It is also a feng shui treasure that convinces Chinese people.

In the past 40 years, there have been no disasters, floods, droughts, earthquakes...... Every time it can be perfectly avoided, the mountains on all sides protect the land of Pengcheng, Yunlong Mountain and Yunlong Lake constitute a dragon vein, and the dragon's nest is like the eye of the dragon, welcoming the emperor in ancient times, and producing talents today.

The beauty of Pengcheng is not only the scenery, but also the various flavors and delicacies brought by the north and south.

Steamed buns, chicken in the pot, pork in the pot, mutton in Pengcheng red soup......

Spicy soup, dumpling soup, fried buns, eight strands of fritters and honey three knives, children's crisp is really wonderful, and a spoonful of frogfish from Lotus Well......

There are too many delicious and delicious dishes, and Zhouzhou is now also the chef of 'two divine dishes in one day', but every time he thinks of the food in his hometown, he still drools, and even many delicacies are difficult to make with his cooking skills and the conditions of the dining car.

"My home is here......"

The train started slowly, looking at Pengcheng shrouded in the dark night, Zhou Zhou's heart was slightly sour, and he was moved by the idea of returning home.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Zhou Zhou's trip was only more than half a month away from home, but for him, it was the distance between two worlds.

The parents in the parallel world are still familiar parents, but they must be slightly different; Zhou Zhou is both curious and a little worried about this, and the cowardice of his hometown is the extra gray hair on his parents' sideburns, and he is also a boy who meets by chance but doesn't know him......

Every night he would talk to his mother, and his father's phone was like an ornament, and nine times out of ten he couldn't get through; But in the past two or three days, his mother has not called, and no one has answered his phone for a long time, and he doesn't know what happened at home, and this heart can't be let go no matter what.

I dialed my mother's phone again, and this time it only rang two or three times before it was connected.

"Mom, what's going on these two days?

My dad's phone can't be connected, and yours is always unreachable, so there's nothing going on at home, right? ”

"Smash, at home... Don't mention it! ”

Mother Li Yufen's voice was faintly crying: "It's not your dad who killed a thousand knives, he, he gambled too much, wasn't it the final some time ago?" He...... He ......"

Zhou Zhou's heart sank, and this year's World Cup finals were a lot of upsets.

Dad is a die-hard fan in both worlds, and his favorite is the Paris national team, which lost in the final.

Could it be that my dad gambled too much and lost all the houses in the family?

Don't go up to the rooftop......

"Mom, did my dad lose the bet?

It's okay, don't worry, son, I have money now. ”

"The kid is talking nonsense, how much money do you have as a cook on the train?"

Li Yufen twitched and said: "It's good if the one who killed a thousand knives loses, the key is that he didn't lose......"

"Didn't lose?"

Zhou Zhou was confused, didn't lose?

What are you sad about, and you don't answer the phone for two or three days?