Good guy, please let me go

Do you think of me as one of your own?cry.

For a moment, Ye Xun really shed a few tears, feeling sad from his heart.

Shi Jiuji was dumbfounded, but also a little moved, with tears in his eyes from time to time: "For the first time, someone cried because they couldn't eat the food I cooked." Brother decided, recognize you as a brother.

Standing up while being moved, Shi Jiuji turned and went to the kitchen, ready to roll up his sleeves and do a big job.In the end, the authentic chef who got the news wiped his tears in the corner with a big spoon he had just washed: I never thought that I had cooked meals for half my life, but in the end I would be disgusted like this, and I suddenly lost the courage to continue living.

Shi Jiuji was busy moving, and didn't notice the chef's heartache. After cooking the food with the greatest enthusiasm in his life, he brought the dishes to the table of the Eight Immortals.

The result of this is that two hungry wolves guard the table of the Eight Immortals, and when a dish is served, they are wiped out in minutes.

Because too much enthusiasm needs to be vented, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, digging out all kinds of inventory in the kitchen, knowing what to do but not doing, pouring it into the big pot while the enthusiasm is full, the last dish is ready, and it’s time to wipe it. Khan, he turned around and saw that the chef uncle was looking at him quietly: "Shopkeeper, I want to retire and return home."

It no longer makes sense to exist.

Shi Jiuji blinked his eyes in confusion, uncle, what do you say?Brother still hopes to have fun with you.

"What's wrong?" Just a few days after taking office, a chef has to leave, which is not good.

"No one likes my cooking anymore." And the shopkeeper's craftsmanship is really nothing to say, it seems that he has cooked a lot, except that he is a little lacking in mastering the heat, probably because he is not used to the stove here.

"Think too much." Denied.After saying this, Shi Jiuji realized belatedly that it seemed that Meng Zhu and Ye Xun only looked for the meals they cooked.Yay, should I be proud or very proud?

Brazenly praising himself in his heart, Shi Jiuji used a lot of words to comfort the chef's wounded heart.

In the end, he finally calmed down the chef and stopped talking about retiring from old age and returning home. Shi Jiuji stroked his flat stomach. After working for so long, he still hadn't eaten yet.

Going back to the table of the Eight Immortals cheerfully, she was stunned to find that the battle on the table between Mengzhu and Ye Xun was not over yet.Because they were afraid that the two would fight, Shi Jiuji made duplicate copies.

Unexpectedly, there was no way for them to calm down. Xiao Chong just put down the two dishes and pushed them in the direction of Feng Yangzhixi and Ye Xun. .

When Shi Jiuji came over, the dishes in front of the two of them were piled up half a person's height. Both Feng Yangzhixi and Ye Xun were full and even hiccupped, but they kept on eating.

Where are you refugees from?I haven't had enough food for a year, right? So ruthless!Do you dare to leave some leftovers for me?

"Uh, the shopkeeper, come, let's eat together... erh." Probably really hungry, Ye Xun squinted his eyes contentedly, and ate and ate non-stop.See the food, the color is correct, the smell is authentic, and the food is wiped out.