When I heard the words of the girl in the green dress on Wednesday, I wanted to casually take out some information from her mouth, but I didn't expect this girl's mouth to be relatively tight, and when she heard Wednesday's question, she hesitated, and then said: "I don't know, anyway, you don't just run around, anyway, as long as you don't leave this yard, no one will do anything to you." ”

Hearing this, Wednesday was a little disappointed, but he still nodded patiently, "Okay, alas, I finally ran here, I didn't expect to work for these people, really." ”

The daughter in the green dress asked in surprise: "What's the matter? Although working here is not very free, the salary is very high, and it is very relaxed, why do you have such an expression? It is better than you working in the restaurant for more than ten hours a day." ”

Wednesday snorted, "I'd rather do more than a dozen hours a day than hold it like this," he said and sighed, "But since that's the case, I can only get through it," and asked, "By the way, I don't know what your name is?"

"Joyce Martha, nice to meet you, Kobe," Joyce shook Wednesday's hand with a white palm, "Let's go, take you around the kitchen to get acquainted with the environment." ”

Wednesday nodded, "Joyce, tell me if there are any taboo things here, such as what you can't ask and can't inquire about." ”

Joyce covered her mouth and smiled, "It doesn't seem like that kind of thing," but said in a low voice, "But it's best not to talk about the princess, the king, and His Highness Kerry lately, and everything you see, hear, and act as if it didn't happen, like a deaf and blind person, just cook your food, you know?"

Wednesday knew in his heart. The people inside the palace should be more aware of the situation inside the palace, but most of them are just ordinary people, and even if they are no longer satisfied with this situation, they can only carefully accept it to avoid being implicated.

Anyway, most of the people like Joyce are equivalent to hired laborers, and no matter how much the owner of the palace changes, they will lose this job at most. Lives are generally not lost. But if you talk nonsense or have the audacity to mix up some things, then it is a matter of minutes to lose your life.

So Wednesday still knows a little bit about Joyce's thoughts, and at the same time doesn't want to embarrass this girl, so he doesn't chase after anything to try, anyway, it seems that he will stay here for a while, and it's not too late to inquire slowly when he has time.

Thinking of this, he calmly followed Joyce towards the kitchen.

The kitchen in this palace is not small, not to mention clean and tidy. Each chef looks quite professional in a neat white uniform, with a hat and a mask. No, there is still a big gap from what Wednesday imagined, after all, it is the kitchen in the inner courtyard of the palace, and it is too shabby in comparison.

If compared with the imperial dining rooms of those emperors in ancient China, the kitchen in this palace is estimated to be the level of a small rich family. Although Wednesday had not seen the imperial dining room of the ancient Chinese emperors with his own eyes, he was shocked just thinking about it. So look at this little kitchen. I don't think so.

Following Joyce into the kitchen, a burly middle-aged man walked over. "The kitchen is heavy, why are there messy people coming and going, Martha, you don't want to do it?"

Joyce motioned for Wednesday to be calm, then walked over and explained softly, "Zachary, this is the Chinese chef found by Her Royal Highness the Princess, and she will stay here in the future." ”

"Chinese food? Can you eat something like?" The middle-aged man who was called by Joyce to be Zachary snorted and said disdainfully, "I don't care what your identity is, no matter how you come to be in your craft, you entered my kitchen." You'll have to listen to me, I'll let you make steak, you can't make pork chops, or I'll make you a human chop. ”

Wednesday scanned the surrounding environment when he heard this, and deliberately sighed: "It turns out that the backyard of this palace is actually your Zachary's territory, tsk, so majestic, in this case, you can kick me out, anyway, I didn't want to come in the first place, get me out, I want to thank you." ”

"You-!" Zachary was furious and raised his hand to slap Wednesday.

In the face of such an attack, Wednesday could have easily flashed the attack, but thinking of his current identity, he quietly picked up the "Golden Bell Jar" and resisted this blow.

Wednesday's "Golden Bell Jar" is not very high, but it is more than enough to deal with such an attack, only to hear the sound of a snap, Wednesday swoops around three times in a row, and then sits on the ground, looking very miserable. But in fact, Zachary's slap didn't really hit him in the face at all.

When Zack's palm was about to touch his skin, Wednesday turned his head sideways and made the appearance of being hit hard. But Wednesday's reaction was far beyond everyone's expectations.

I thought that Wednesday would be embarrassed to run out to find the supervisor for help or something, but I didn't expect that Wednesday would jump up and pounce on Zachary as if he had been humiliated, and smashed it with a fist.

Daring to compete with Zachary on Wednesday was beyond everyone's expectations, and what everyone didn't expect was that Wednesday would be on par with Zachary. Of course, this is quite a fist between two people, like two ruffians and hooligans, completely out of order.

However, slowly everyone found out that it seemed that this new Chinese chef Mr. Bryant was very good at this kind of fight, although he was also punched a lot by Zachary, but all of them were below the neck, and he didn't seem to have received any heavy blows, after all, Zachary is an ordinary person, his strength is limited, and it is normal to have no damage.

But the problem is that Wednesday's attacks, although also chaotic and unorganized, were all aimed at Zachary's head, like a shrew fighting, fanning, smashing, slapping, tearing, grabbing...... I used all the moves I could use.

In less than half a minute, Zachary, who looked stronger, was curled up on the ground with his head covered and screamed violently, looking like he was in pain. Especially with his blood-soaked appearance, it looks really miserable.

At this time, the others reacted and quickly separated the two people.

Wednesday deliberately put on an extremely excited look, and shouted: "I'm going to kill you bastard, no one has dared to beat Lao Tzu for so many years, grass, let go of me, I'm going to kill him-"

And Zachary on the other side looked really miserable, not to mention being punched several times, and being caught one by one, it looked miserable. In this meeting, everyone still couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, they didn't want to be scratched in the face by a big man like Zacli.

It's just that how did they know that if they really wanted to do it on Wednesday, they would stab this Zachary to death with a casual finger. As for the wound on Zachary's face, it seems to be very miserable, but in fact, the damage is not great, let alone using light spells, it is just a casual bandage and two days.

But Zachary's most serious injury has not yet been discovered by anyone. Wednesday is not the master who can suffer, in the fight just now, a pair of upper pounds on Zachary's body knocked and pressed, and clicked on several acupuncture points on him in a row. It's just that these acupuncture points are not fatal, and they are also light on Wednesday, so I can't see it for the time being.

But after a while, the effect will be revealed, and when the time comes, it will be guaranteed that this Zachary will die of immortality. Of course, Wednesday didn't kill him, it just made him uncomfortable for a while, after all, there was no deep hatred, just had to do it in order to complete the task.

If it weren't for the mission to rescue Chriss, Wednesday wouldn't have fought with someone like Zachary, a shame.

After being pulled away, although Wednesday was a little exhausted, he secretly observed the situation around him, especially other people's expressions. This is the kitchen of the palace, which is a very crucial place, and Wednesday does not believe that this will be a pure land.

It's the back kitchen in a small restaurant, and there is a lot of intrigue between the chef side dish worker and handyman, let alone this kind of place.

On Wednesday, however, Joyce and two other cooks were quickly pulled out of the kitchen and pushed back into the dorm.

After the two cooks left, Joyce reproached: "Why are you like this, can't you bear it a little? Then Zachary is used to being domineering, what do you call him? As long as you cook well, he will naturally not be prestigious, and he doesn't have to fight?" he sighed, "Are you hurt?"

Wednesday grinned, "You look like I'm injured?" said hehe, and smiled very obscenely: "Don't look at me thin, but everyone has a hand, before I learned this cooking skill, I was also a master of fighting, hum, don't say just one Zachary, even if there is another one, I am not afraid." ”

"Hmph, you're so impulsive, be careful that your life is not at risk, it's not outside the palace, and if you don't get it right, you'll die," Joyce snorted hatefully, "Now I see what you can do?" Although Zachary is domineering, he has a unique skill in frying steak, and the king and Prince Corey appreciate him. ”

"Cut, what's the matter?Is it great to be able to make a steak??," Wednesday snorted disdainfully, "If you're allowed to eat a steak I made, I'm sure you'll never want to touch someone else's steak again." ”

Joyce sighed again, "You just brag, now let's not talk about whether the steak you made is good or not, you beat him like that, how to deal with things in this kitchen? Now that it's time to eat, if you can't deliver the food in time, we'll all be punished, and if it is known that you beat Zackery like that, you'll probably have to be sent out immediately, or even ......."

Wednesday waved his hand, "It's okay, it's just a matter in the kitchen, if I can't handle it, then what else will I be a chef, don't worry, it's easy to deal with those people." (To be continued......)