Ding dong!

I swiped my phone and clicked on Feixin, which was a message with the remark "monkey hair".

"To be rigid?"

Lao Sun looked calm on the surface, but he gave me a look quietly, but the chopsticks in his hand kept moving, and he suppressed the two simple scrambles with one hand.

The corners of my mouth twitched, I didn't bother to take care of this goods, so I typed a few words angrily and sent it over.

"It's okay, just eat yours."

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

My phone rang three times in a row, and I casually turned it to silent and continued to drink tea calmly.

Your grandson just eats you, what kind of care, what kind of message, you are so actively concerned, I will still have a sense of guilt when I use you as a meat shield.

I drank the tea calmly and tasted the pickles in the small plate.

Should I say it or not, this pickle tastes really good, and I seem to have a little more true qi in my body after eating it.

"Uh, that day... Ahem, oh my God. ”

Wang Xiaohai hurriedly changed his words in time, pointed to the mobile phone on the table, and sneered.

"What, your phone is ringing."

I glanced at it with a blank face.

Mala!

Wang Xiaohu tried hard to pretend to be calm on the surface, but in fact, he was about to cry in his heart.

Don't look at me!

Brother Tianchuan, look at that, look at the fierce eyes of that shameless garbage walker, it's not you I want to remind you!

He was one of the few people who knew the identity of Zhao Chushen's true heir, and he didn't notice the murderous atmosphere in the air.

I've been covering for you, Brother Tianchuan, and I didn't say anything about the leaders above, I hid it from the family, Brother Tianchuan, don't stare at me.

Wang Xiaohai burst into tears.

Can't afford to mess with it!

I can't afford to mess with either side!!

"Little Vice, what are you doing when you eat, just eat and keep staring at the minister?"

I said to Lao Sun angrily, your eyeballs are about to come out, and you don't know how to restrain people.

Wang Xiaohai glanced at me gratefully, then moved to the side, trying to shrink his bloated body into a corner.

Anyway, I'm a second young man in the Wang family, and I really don't have any walls!

Wang Xiaohai burst into tears in his heart.

"Is that you?"

At this moment, a calm and neutral voice sounded, as if very surprised.

I looked at the handsome man in a ponytail and a light blue suit in front of me with some doubts, and his facial features were as perfect as sculptures, but I didn't recognize them at all, I only felt a little familiar.

"It's a little familiar, where have we met?"

I tried to knock on my head, but I didn't remember, it was strange, I looked so distinctive, it stands to reason that I couldn't remember it clearly, why couldn't I remember.

But it just vaguely feels familiar?!

The young man smiled dumbly, then said with a smile, "You forgot, you also bought a hat from my shop, but you took a scarf when you left, and you didn't pay for that." ”

Hat? Scarf? The third layer of Mingxin?

I seemed to think of something, but then my eyes widened, it wasn't this face,, man!

"Pseudo-mother?"

I subconsciously said in shock.

The young man's face instantly darkened.

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, it's just that you're so long, uh, a little too beautiful."

I reacted immediately, and quickly explained, and the young man's face became a little better again.

"Introduce yourself, my name is Yun Gongzi, you can call me Gongzi."

"Childe?"

I was stunned again.

"My surname is Yun, my name is Gongzi, my father's thing was called, and he is a waste person, and he didn't even have a good name."

Yun Gongzi looked helpless, what could he do with such a father, originally he had three sisters above him, and he was finally a son, and his father was happy on the spot, and directly set the name of the son.

But screaming, the more he grows, the more he looks like a woman, or the kind of soft and beautiful looks, I really don't know if his mother's genes are too strong, or his father is too wasteful.

If the name is special, it will be wasted!

Yun Gongzi secretly slandered, seriously suspecting that he is now looking like this, maybe his father called him a son since he was a child, which is counterproductive!

"Well, this name has a lot of personality."

I tried my best to say calmly, although at this time I really wanted to say "Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world", but looking at the face in front of me that is difficult to distinguish between male and female, and closer to women, I still swallowed it back silently.

It seems, it's not quite appropriate.

"I came here to see who ordered the famous dish of clear soup noodles, but I didn't expect it to be someone I had seen."

Yun Gongzi smiled and said, well, this smile is enough to make the flowers lose color, and the group of people retreats.

I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it......

"Yo, this is not the second young man of the Wang family, I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Wang."

It seemed that the mind of a certain fat man was too obvious, and Yun Gongzi still turned his head and found a fat man who was trying to shrink into the corner.

Wang Xiaohai can't pretend not to know now, so he had to turn his head and barely squeeze out a smile,

"Long time no see, Xiaoyun, let me introduce you, this is the Tianchuan brothers, this is one of the three giants of the Demon Capital, the Yun family's lone seedling, Yun Gongzi."

Well, now I finally know who the twenty-year-old demon of the third layer of Mingxin you said earlier is.

Wang Xiaohai burst into tears in his heart, always feeling that he had just stepped on something recently, and he was getting worse and worse day by day.

"This Yun Gongzi's realm is the same as mine, the third layer of Mingxin, or the third layer of Mingxin a long time ago, twenty years old, hehe, I am more than a round older than him."

"Brother Wang, you are not kind, you handed me over as soon as we met."

Yun Gongzi said with a smile, waved his hand back, and immediately a beautiful maid dressed as a maid respectfully moved a chair for him.

"I'm sharing a table here, don't you mind, huh? This is Sister Yinuo, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Yinuo's little Lori looked calm, took off her hat, and knew that her identity couldn't be hidden, so she raised her chin slightly, even if she said hello.

Yun Gongzi was accustomed to it, and then seemed to realize something, looked at me deeply, and said meaningfully,

"I thought it was some kind of trickster, it seems that Brother Tianchuan is worthy of the name, help me talk to Grandpa Wu, let him be sure to use all his strength to entertain, by the way, by the way, make me a bowl of clear soup noodles too."

"Yes, Childe."

I looked calm and shook my head, but I didn't say anything, feeling a little sorry, but it was expected.

Although I had long thought that if I met a few people I knew, with Yinuo's identity, no matter how much I disguised it, it was useless, but it was a bit of a pity to be scrapped so quickly.

Bah!

What kind of broken shop did Xiang Yu choose!

"Noodles in clear soup are famous?"

I calmly continued to pick up the pickles in the small plate and said casually.

"Clear soup noodles are not famous, but if you dare to come to our store and eat clear soup noodles, you are very famous, after all, Zhao Chushen seems to have smashed the plaque of the Qian family like this. So now, the people in the circle, who are a little famous, are all talking about the change of color. ”

Yun Gongzi explained with a smile, but the eyes that looked at me became more and more meaningful.

Uh, this is a coincidence?

Phew, what are you thinking, I didn't come here to smash other people's plaques, and besides, I don't have that ability!

"The noodles are coming!"

A neutral voice shouted, and then I saw a crane-haired and childish old man with a ruddy face and a broad figure walking over with a large wooden plate.

"Here, beef, vegetables, pork ribs, barbecued pork, by the way, and clear soup noodles for two."

"Thank you, Grandpa Wu."

The old man waved his hand, his face was ruddy and shiny, and he could see that his body was healthy and tough, but his eyes felt that something was wrong.

Well, the kind that stares at me.

I tentatively moved to the left, and then the eyes shook to the left, and to the right, and to the right.

"Don't move, contemptible Wu Youdao, and ask the little brother to taste the clear soup noodles below."

Wu Youdao's face was ruddy, and he shouted loudly with full anger, but his eyes did not leave me at all.

"Don't worry, Brother Chuan, I've cleared the venue, and there is only one table for you in the store today."

Yun Gongzi said with a smile.

Oh, you can clear the venue at every turn, right, you have a lot of stores, and there are, what Brother Chuan, less sets.

I looked down at the steaming noodles in my bowl, and the aroma was tangy, but it was a clear soup.

Some doorways.

I looked around, and saw that none of them moved their chopsticks, and their eyes were all turned to this side, obviously waiting for me to taste this bowl of noodles.

"That, Senior Wu, how did you know that I ordered this side, and looking at your eyes, you obviously suspect that I am who I am?"

I'm a little puzzled, this old man is very powerful, I didn't see the money when I met, I thought that the old grandson was, how could this old man directly identify me.

Yun Gongzi told him?

"Yes, the old man suspects that you are the heir of the kitchen god, Miss Yinuo needless to say, the young master of the Wang family also knows the old man, these two strong men are even more different, as for Mr. Xing in the news."

Wu Youdao had a serious face, and took out his mobile phone to play a video, which was the rescue scene where someone poisoned him.

"The old man still keeps up with the times and always pays attention to intelligence."

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and my heart was full of helplessness.

Sure enough, what kind of disguise can only be concealed from some people who don't know much, the real identity is like this, there is never a shortage of news channels, and Lao Sun will only use the blame once at most.

"Let's ask the little brother to taste it, and let the old man see what is so special about his heir to the god of Zhao Chushen."

Yun Gongzi also looked serious, staring at me without blinking, as if he could directly record the next scene with his mobile phone

"Brother Chuan, I can take a video camera to record ......"

"Go aside."

I said angrily, and then stretched out my chopsticks and picked the noodles in the bowl, the heat rose even more, and the aroma became stronger.

"Let's talk about it first, you misunderstood, I'm not the heir of Old Man Zhao, I'm just lucky, I've tasted Old Man Zhao's craftsmanship for a few days, and my mouth is a little tricky."

I said casually, looking at myself picking up a chopstick that could be called a crystal clear noodle, and raised my eyebrows.

"What are you doing here? I heard that you used to be a chef and you are good at spices? ”

Wu Youdao's eyes froze, and then he became more serious.

Before he ate a bite, he knew the way of the old man's cooking, and the spices were a new path that he Wu Youdao had painstakingly studied in the past ten years, and he didn't tell anyone except himself.

At this moment, he was easily explained, is it possible, is there really someone with the same talent as him?!

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"If I want to have a successor in the future, the talent must at least be at the same level as mine, otherwise, it will be troublesome to teach, and it will not be useful, no matter how I teach, I can't surpass me, so what will I teach?"

A middle-aged old man said angrily into a pile of microphones, and did not forget to point to the young man with red and swollen eyes next to him with disdain.

"Just like my son, like a stupid pig, no matter how hard he works, no matter how diligent, he has a fart, and after so many years with my ass, he can't beat those garbage old men now, can I count on this kind of thing?"

This is a live interview given by the middle-aged man in front of him after he won his third Chef God Trophy.

As strong as ever, as domineering as ever, as desperate as ever.

It seems that as long as he is there, it is a majestic peak that cannot be climbed.

And before his debut, those so-called kitchen gods, chef kings, who were lucky enough to get the title, seemed to be barely footing at the foot of the mountain.