My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 79 God’s Gaze

He served the food and she ate it, always at the same speed. It is worth mentioning that Bibi Dong ate every dish.

Various fragrances came out, and they smelled them in their hearts. These fragrances were like different tickles, tickling their sensitive bodies and minds.

Finally someone walked in unable to hold back their hunger.

After mustering up the courage to walk in, Bibi Dong glanced at the few people who had been respectfully guarding her.

They understood and walked towards that person.

"Hello and welcome, what would you like to eat? This is the menu, please take a look." A professional smile appeared on his face again and he handed the menu to him.

He took it and looked at the confusing dish names on it. He resisted asking questions and instead ordered three dishes that he could guess a little bit.

The waiter handed over the menu and walked to the kitchen, leaving him sitting there with a reserved, unnatural and somewhat overwhelmed look on his face.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, raised his head from time to time, rolled his eyes, and used the extreme distance to look at the noble figure who was immersed in eating from the corner of his eye.

His eyes lingered on her, even if he was just looking at her back and still some distance away from her, he still felt that he was being disrespectful.

There was a suppressed panic in his heart, and this feeling made him quickly retract his eyes.

When Bibi Dong finished one dish and brought out a new dish, she was about to go back and continue making the next one when she called out.

"There's no need to do it. I'm almost full. Do you really think of me as a pig? I'm so edible." Bibi Dong looked at the hot dishes on the table, dumbfounded.

"Oh, well, next time the teacher comes, I'll eat the rest that I didn't do." Ye Fan nodded.

"You go and cook for the customers first. Take this dish back, I can't eat it anymore." Bibi Dong said.

"I've already eaten six dishes. Do you really think I'm a big eater?" Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him angrily. This look was very charming.

Ye Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, "I thought that at your level, it would take a lot more energy to rely on food, so I just kept doing it."

Bibi Dong said coquettishly: "I really fatten your teacher. From now on, you will feel upset when you look at the fat woman every day."

"No, I won't dislike the teacher's figure." Ye Fan patted his chest and said seriously.

"No matter what the teacher looks like, she will always be a fairy in my heart. This will never change!"

"You are the only one with a sweet mouth." Listening to his sweet words, Bibi Dong said helplessly.

However, despite showing helplessness, a faint smile still appeared in the depths of his eyes.

No woman doesn't like others to praise her. If she doesn't like it, it can only be because the way of praise is wrong.

The sound of their conversation was not deliberately lowered, which allowed everyone outside to hear everything.

They didn't have any doubts, they just sighed in their hearts about the depth of their feelings.

Bibi Dong said a few more words to him, asking him to come back early, then got up and left the place.

The people who were eavesdropping in an upright manner immediately lowered their heads, respectfully, and looked at their toes.

After she left, Ye Fan continued to get into the kitchen and started a new round of cooking.

Not surprisingly, the next step is the "peak period".

As he expected, after she left, his identity as the Holy Son cooking and Bibi Dong's visit aroused everyone else's curiosity.

For a time, people both who had had dinner and those who had not had dinner were crazily crowded into the restaurant, almost crossing the threshold.

And this restaurant has also changed from a sparsely populated restaurant to a bustling one now.

The restaurant was packed instantly and all seats were occupied. The waiters hurriedly maintained order while saying.

"Everyone, the seat is full, why don't we come back later?"

"It's okay, I just want to see the face of the Holy Son. I will stand here and won't disturb you."

"I'm sorry that standing here will disturb other people passing by. Please leave." The waiter smiled and said "treat".

Although the man was unhappy with his smiling face, he dared not speak out because of his status as a waiter at Lord Saint's restaurant.

"Then I can order any dish, okay? Just order the grasshopper on the tree that the Pope just ate."

"We don't have this kind of dish here, only ants climbing the tree." The waiter smiled.

"Oh, then ants climb the tree. Go and tell Lord Shengzi. If there is no room here, I will pack it up and leave."

After saying that, he went to sit in a corner and looked around curiously, but his eyes were more focused on the kitchen where the aroma was coming from.

The other people who had no place to stand saw that this method was feasible, so they ordered a dish at will and just stayed aside.

They all have this mentality. Anyway, a dish is not expensive and is within their financial ability.

And it is still worth it to spend such a small amount of money to eat dishes cooked by the almighty Holy Son.

The waiters no longer care about these people. Since they want to do this, they won't stop them. It just so happens that this can also increase performance.

There are five waiters, who serve as both waiters and waiters. With so many people, they are really busy.

Ye Fan in the kitchen is also speeding up to make various delicacies.

Although he has increased the speed, it does not mean that he will sacrifice taste and quality.

Concentrated, there was nothing else in his world at this moment except the dishes on the stove.

He is now like a robot that has been programmed to cook. His eyes are a little empty, but his hands have been cooking.

"It's interesting that this kid can actually make such delicious food."

In a fairyland, the intensity of energy is far from comparable to that of Douluo Continent. In a pavilion, there is a person with golden hair, long and smooth, casually hanging behind his broad shoulders.

He was wearing a chef's uniform, but there was no chef's hat on his head. There was a faint smile and surprise on his face with clear features. He looked no more than 27 or [-] years old, and his whole person gave people a very rounded feeling.

"The talent is not bad, I really look forward to you..." There was nothing in front of him, he looked like a lunatic talking to himself.

Before he finished speaking, a trace of surprise flashed across his deep eyes: "Huh? I actually noticed it. It's interesting. This kid is so interesting, haha!"

Above the Titled Douluo are gods, and he is one of the gods.

"Nian Bing, why are you giggling?"

Just then, a beautiful woman walked over and dangled her hand in front of his eyes.

Her long pink hair is flowing and hanging down, she has a slim figure and a pair of beautiful big blue eyes, which are the blue of the clear sky, without any impurities in her eyes.

She is extremely tall, and her slender thighs are shrouded in trousers, giving her a thrilling beauty.

"Haha, wife, I just saw a very interesting child. Our hope of going to the outside world lies in him."

(End of this chapter)