Chef's arena

It's so cold, don't offend this sullen person.

"Uncle Qing, when shall we do it? Should we wait for Brother Mo to come back?" It's just talk on paper, and things will never be done. Sometimes Li San really can't tell whether Mingxuan is really smart or fake.

"Murder is such a fun thing, of course you have to take me with you." Mo Xian, who was going home for the holidays, swayed back quietly, "I wanted to send you a catty of fruit wine, but it happened to be such a good thing."

"What are you doing here instead of staying at home, don't we even have a fruit brew in our huge restaurant?" Yuan Yeqing pushed the fruit brew in front of him aside.

"You can't say that. Of course there are Guoniang restaurants, but I only have one. I'm going back. Who will accompany you...you guys." Mo Xian sat next to Yuan Yeqing with ease, took a piece of melon and gnawed it indistinctly , as if he was afraid that others would expose his little Jiujiu. "You don't want me, right? Anyway, the name of the first son is not in vain." He gnawed the melon juice on his face, and asked this question without caring about his image.

"Boss, although this kid is not good at martial arts, he still has a good brain. Let him be accepted." Li San spoke for Mo Xian for the first time.

"That's right, one more person is more strength, Uncle Qing, you can keep Brother Mo." After leaving these words, Ming Xuan followed Li San to the roof to enjoy the world of two.

Stared at by the remaining two people, Yuan Yeqing finally said, "When did I say I don't want you anymore, just come." Mo Xian handed over the handkerchief and wiped his face with sweet juice, "Slow down!" Some food, don't damage your image as the number one son." Not knowing what to do next, he turned and went back to the room.

"A big man, what kind of handkerchief does he have with him?" As he spoke, he moved his hand, and the handkerchief was tightly squeezed by Mo Xian. Thinking carefully about what happened just now, he couldn't help wondering if he said something wrong just now.

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Mo Xian is so cute, Boss is so cute, Xuanxuan is so cute, Sansan is so cute...I can't stand it anymore...Cute is my father

25. Appointment for dog abuse

In the wing room, the smoke was curling up. The man was lying on the soft couch with his eyes slightly closed. The servant was beating his master's legs while talking about his parents' affairs. When he was about to sleep, a group of people disturbed him noisily. Zhou Gong's meeting.

"You can't go in. Mr. Lan has not woken up from his nap, and he disturbed him. I'm afraid you won't be worth the loss." A group of servants tried their best to persuade the group of people outside the door.

"Get out of the way, you bastards dare to stand in my way, do you know who your grandfather is?" Huayi brocade clothes can't hide the man's rough temperament, "I am the richest man in Central Plains, Jia Youqian."

"What is the richest man in the Central Plains, even if you are the emperor's employer, you still have to wait." A tough young man replied, and before he finished speaking, this person had already been fanned away by Jia Youqian's masters for several miles.

"Who is so noisy, disturbing my sweet dreams, and dare to beat me, I'm tired of working." White clothes Shengxue, seemingly transparent, should be hidden but not hidden; water lotus face, white but not sick, Slippery rather than makeup; slender and tall, but without bones, strong and powerful, son Ruolan, no fragrance is more fragrant.Not to mention the admiration of women all over the world, I am afraid that men will also bow down under his long gown.

The group who stared blankly finally woke up when the beauty returned to the room. "Mr. Lan, Jia has no intention of offending, and I hope to forgive you." Jia Youqian put away his bully face and bowed in front of Mr. Lan's door with a very sincere gesture.

"What is Boss Jia's business here looking for Lan? I'm afraid he's not just looking for Lan for fun, right?" Peach Blossom's winking eyes were unintentional but even more affectionate, which made the men present feel numb.

"Jia doesn't dare. Jia just wants to make an appointment with Master Lan. The day after tomorrow, Jia will have an appointment with a distinguished guest. I don't know that it will be convenient for Master Lan to arrive." Jia Youqian has an appointment with the nobleman.

"Do you think Mr. Lan's place is an ordinary Goulan restaurant?" Even sullen, there is also a special flavor.

"Don't dare, people in the capital say that Mr. De Lan's feast is full of delicacies and seafood as beautiful as flat peaches in Yaochi, so I came here to ask for a feast." Jia Youqian added after a little thought, "You don't have to worry about the reward. , as long as you bring up what is in this world, I will definitely get it for you."

"Ms. Lan is not the kind of person who chases fame and fortune, and only believes in fate. If you can catch the silk in my hand, I will definitely prepare a feast for you the day after tomorrow." It floated out of the window, seemingly unintentionally but intentionally.

When outsiders left, only the smoke was left, and the slender fingers fiddled with the stove, leaving only the smoke.The beautiful woman took off her silk garment and wrapped it in a long gown, smoothed her long hair and tied it with blue silk, wiped her vermilion lips to make them red, and wiped away her light and dark eyes.

"Why did you take off your make-up?" The servant jumped up in shock, "It's so pretty, it's a pity to wipe it off."

"Third brother, am I usually ugly?" Mr. Lan, who was wrapped in a long gown, curled his lips.

"Of course not. Even if my Mingxuan is dressed in coarse linen clothes, he is still a banished immortal, but this makeup is infinitely seductive, which is rare and rare." The servant took the cool hand of the master and rubbed it gently, "Mingxuan , you are so charming today, tell third brother honestly what you are really like."

"Third brother, Mingxuan will always be Mingxuan, and Mingxuan will always have a lover named Li San in his heart." Mr. Lan spoke seriously to a servant.

"Mingxuan, why do I feel that you are becoming more and more dishonest." The boy unconsciously scratched Mr. Lan's belly with his hand, which made him laugh again and again.

"Both of you, pay attention, I'm still here?" A faint reprimand came from the roof, "That man is still chasing handkerchiefs outside, and the masters around him should not be underestimated."

After picking up the handkerchief, Jia Youqian obediently handed it over, and flew in the handkerchief before entering the door, "You go back, I will definitely not break the contract the day after tomorrow. Ahh~ Lan must catch up on sleep." After the yawn, there was no more sound in the room, as if there was no one there at all.

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The dog abuse series begins, everyone, take a good look, there are benefits! (╯3╰)

26. Going to an appointment with a dog abuser

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the night dew is frosty, two sedan chairs bump forward unexpectedly, followed by countless shadow guards.Sure enough, the more evil things you do, the more afraid you will meet ghosts. Going out is a big deal, and if you go out, you will never be able to go back.

"Boss Jia, Mr. Lan is already waiting on the second floor. Everything is prepared according to your requirements." A young servant stayed in front of Lanxuan's door to receive Jia Youqian and his distinguished guests.

The distinguished guest came out of the sedan chair slowly, and it could be seen that the guest was in a very bad mood. After Jia Youqian whispered a few words in his ear, his bitter face calmed down: "I want to see if this person is really what you said. So fairy."

Mr. Lan is not wearing a white silk dress today, but a peach pink that women love.Under the peach-pink tunic, the young master is soft but not coquettish, charming but not coquettish, fresh and not vulgar, close to the ordinary but not mediocre.Compared with the white silk clothes, he is a little more intimate and less indifferent, not like a heavenly person, but more like a mortal fairy.

"Boss Jia is indeed very trustworthy, but I don't know how to call this nobleman, and I didn't know the nobleman before bumping into him." Mr. Lan poured tea for the three of them, kept a cup for himself, and pushed the other two cups to the visitor.

"My surname is Gu, you can call me Mr. Gu." Jia Youqian's distinguished guest spoke first, seemingly humble but full of arrogance. Few people would position themselves, especially in front of Mr. Lan.

"Oh~ I'm afraid Mr. Gu is not from the capital. Although Lan has not been in Beijing for a long time, he basically knows all the dignitaries." Mr. Lan guessed on the surface, but he already knew it in his heart. By the way, he told the guest that although Lan is not High power and wealth, but the reputation is not low.

"Mr. Gu was originally from Yangzhou. Later, because of the support of the nobleman, he gained some property in the capital, so he settled down in the capital. If Mr. Lan hadn't heard of Mr. Gu's reputation, that's normal. Mr. Gu has always been indifferent to the world, so he only travels to and from Between family duties." The guest with the surname Gu explained.

"That's no wonder. The two of you are here today. I'm afraid you have important business to discuss. I've prepared the food, drinks and tea. You can chat while you eat. If you need other requests, please let me know." Saying that, Mr. Lan wanted to leave the room, "To prepare meals for you today, I missed my nap, so I have to rest for a while."

"Mr. Lan" Jia Youqian seems to want to keep him.

"Forget it, let him go, the business is important, and it's not too late to invite him after the end." The distinguished guest surnamed Gu said.

In Mr. Lan's dormitory, the servant squeezed his master's shoulders vigorously: "My Mingxuan is exhausted, let my husband give you a good massage."

"Third brother, do you think Hu Weimin will see me again?" Mr. Lan frowned, feeling sorry for everyone.

"Don't worry, I'm sure about Mingxuan's performance, it's just the boss's help." The servant carefully kneaded Mr. Lan's shoulders, showing gentleness without frivolity.

"Boss Jia, my young master is negotiating with the big boss Yuan Yeqing of Shilixiang Restaurant. Please wait a moment." , busy business.

"No hurry, let's go out for a breather, let Mr. Lan talk slowly, we have plenty of time to wait." In front of Boss Jia, the richest man in the Central Plains, the status of this distinguished guest with the ancient surname is even more noble.

"I have met Yuan Yeqing a few times before. There is a kitchen god Li Sanwei in this building, and he is quite famous." The guest surnamed Gu added.

In another room, the boy who was serving tea to Lord Lan sneezed, presumably someone was talking about him.

"Mr. Lan, I'm begging you, Mr. Yuan. Be sure to leave a game for me on the first day of next month." A big boss has a serious look, and there is no lack of respect words and etiquette, which is a humble gesture.

"Don't worry, Boss Yuan, I'll save you a round for the Chef God in your building."