I open a restaurant in Xiujie

The man in Tsing Yi choked on Bai Junda's words "drinking alcohol hurts the liver", but he was not angry. After a while, he raised his eyebrows with interest: "You are interesting, how old is this year and what is your name?"

Bai Junda looked at him quite vigilantly: "It's almost useless if you don't have it, if you don't, you won't."

The magic pill left by Yu Xiaotan can imitate [-]% of the cooking level of the original body, but when he went out, Yu Xiaotan didn't know how long it would take for him to return, so he specially told Bai Junda not to let people see the magic pill turn out. When it gets dark, close the shop early. Secondly, don't assign Magic Pill to do other things except cooking, and save your spiritual power as much as possible.

In this way, the magic pill will last for a while longer.

But the man in Tsing Yi is obviously not something that Bai Junda can convince with a few words. He appeared in front of Yu's restaurant today, and he was well prepared.

Holding the small wine pot, the man in Tsing Yi touched his chin: "Then... when will your shopkeeper be free, and I should make an appointment with him?"

"I'm not free anytime," Bai Junda sullenly said with a round face, "If you want to eat restaurant food, you can come to get your number and line up early tomorrow, and don't talk about anything else."

The man in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice: "So, tell your shopkeeper that I have a secret about the "system" that I want to tell him. After you finish speaking, your shopkeeper will definitely be willing to see me."

Bai Junda frowned, wondering why this person is endless?

Who is "Xi Tong", and Yu Xiaotan has never mentioned it.

The phantom pill's transformed figure copied Yu Xiaotan's cooking ability, but that doesn't mean it also copied Yu Xiaotan's personality and memory.

Bai Junda knew that this matter would not be resolved until Yu Xiaotan came back.

He couldn't reveal the secret that Yu Xiaotan was not in the restaurant, so he had to pretend to agree, got up and went back to the restaurant and wandered around for a few times. When he went out again, he met the expectant eyes of the man in Tsing Yi and spread his hands helplessly: "Well, I'm sorry, our shopkeeper Say no."

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi froze instantly.

"Not seen?" He widened his eyes in surprise, "What is your shopkeeper doing, and he can't tell such a secret?!"

Bai Junda said casually, "I don't have time for someone else."

The man in Tsing Yi: "..."

The air suddenly stagnated, and even the rain and fog disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yufeng: "...Oh hoo."

The aura around the man in Tsing Yi changed bit by bit.

The invisible wind poured into his large robe, blowing the long and wide cuffs. The man in Tsing Yi changed his previous loose posture, and his eyes condensed a serious light.

He fixedly stared at Bai Junda, his bright and sharp black eyes seemed to see through the person in front of him.

The man in Tsing Yi said slowly, word by word: "In his heart, is the object of the relationship more important than the secrets of the system?"

The second half of the sentence was bitten extremely hard, as if this matter had poked him in some sore spot.Bai Junda's fingertips trembled a little, subconsciously wanting to shrink back when he was stared at by the man in Tsing Yi.

At this time, Bai Junda also realized that what he said just now was not so appropriate.

But the words that are spoken are the water that is poured out, how can we take it back?

"Being in love... how important it is to be in love."

Bai Junda's back was numb, and he yelled bravely: "That is the happiness of a lifetime, the greatest thing in the world, okay?"

"Why, don't put on an unbelievable expression. Looking at you like this, it must be that you haven't had a date yet, right?"

The man in Tsing Yi: "..."

Heartbroken.

With a light word, the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi became cold and cold, his face was gloomy, and even his figure became much older in an instant.

He stared at Bai Junda without words, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance in his mind completely. After a long time, he closed his eyes deeply, then opened them slowly, and finally choked out a sentence: "...OK, I won't disturb him Lover, can you give me a taste of your evaporated milk."

Seeing Bai Junda's complexion change suddenly, the man in Tsing Yi hurriedly raised a finger: "A little bit, just a little bit."

"Just let me confirm one thing."

Bai Junda's face was full of reluctance.

But he thought about sending this guy away as soon as possible, so he took a spoon and carefully scooped up a spoonful of yam puree and strawberry evaporated milk.

The man in Tsing Yi watched him scoop up a spoon, and seemed to think he had scooped too much, so he turned the spoon and scraped off half of it. In the end, only a small spot remained on the tip of the spoon. The man in Tsing Yi's eyes twitched.

But just this small point, Bai Junda also felt heartache.

He frowned and handed the spoon to the man in Tsing Yi, muttering in a low voice: "I made an exception for you, after tasting it, leave quickly, don't let others see it."

——If someone sees this and gathers around the entrance of Yu's restaurant every day to try it, won't he be annoyed to death?

The man in Tsing Yi: "..."

His chest heaved for a moment, and he managed to swallow the sentence "I don't think it's what you ate leftover" that came to his lips.

That's all, at any rate, I got a little bit in the end.

Let him see how much power the successors of this generation of chefs have as much as chefs!

……

Evaporated milk enters the mouth, and the rich milk fragrance explodes in the mouth immediately.

Even if the yam is ground into mud, the slightly sandy taste is still vivid. The sweet cream and strawberry jam are covered on it. A nice knot was tied in the mud.

Sweet, fragrant, and delicious enjoyment built a dreamlike castle on the taste buds. The people in Tsing Yi closed their eyes slightly, and a snow-white city wall appeared in front of them. The spiers and corners shone brightly in the sun. In front of the castle gate was a large rose garden. , soft rose petals with light dew, gently swaying in the breeze.

very delicious.

But in the rain and fog, the brows of the man in Tsing Yi slowly frowned.

"Is it just like this..." He muttered in a low voice, "At most it's at the level of the Magic Pill of the Kitchen Immortal, no, no, it's far away..."

The standard of Magic Pill is already very high, enough to handle 90.00% of the diners including Bai Junda, but the people in Tsing Yi are only the remaining one percent, a small flaw will be infinitely magnified in his eyes, he sucks With his mouth closed, he savored the evaporated milk in his mouth carefully, his brows almost twisted into the word Sichuan.

It was the first time for Bai Junda to see a guy in Tsing Yi, eating something made by Yu Xiaotan, frowning and muttering in distaste?

But before he could open his mouth, the man in Tsing Yi suddenly raised his head, his eyes flickered with light, and he said in a cold voice: "If your shopkeeper is only at this level, you really can't see me."

"This wine is also, he is not worthy of drinking."

As he said that, under Bai Junda's dumbfounded gaze, the man in Tsing Yi put the small wine pot back into his sleeve, and finally shook his head sighingly, sighing "It's true", "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment" and other words .

The anger in Bai Junda's heart suddenly surged up: "Why, are you here to spoil the scene? I gave you a taste with good intentions, and this is your attitude?"

The man in Tsing Yi just shook his head: "If the field is tough, there is no reason to be afraid of being smashed."

"...Damn!" Bai Junda began to roll up his sleeves, "Stop, don't move, I'll get a number plate - you come to the restaurant for dinner tomorrow morning, young master, I have to convince you !"

He walked back a few steps angrily, then reacted quickly, and turned around suspiciously: "Wait, don't you want to use this method to deceive our number plate?"

The man in Tsing Yi: "Hehe."

Bai Junda: "...I, you bastard, I want to use this method to take advantage of loopholes, and tell you, there is no door!"

The man in Tsing Yi folded his arms, and said in a cool voice, "Don't worry, I don't want any number plate. Your shopkeeper is not good enough, please tell him, you should focus more on improving your cooking skills."

After pausing for a moment, he muttered in a low voice as if angry: "The dishes are made in such a bad way, how can you have the face to deal with the object?"

Bai Junda's anger suddenly surged up again: "Fuck you wait, you wait for me!"

He turned his head and rushed towards the restaurant, but just bumped into a figure.

Bai Junda raised his head, but at some point, Uncle Wang walked to the door of the restaurant leaning on his crutches, looking out through the door.

As soon as Uncle Wang changed from his usual kind expression, his half-closed pupils opened slightly, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes showed a bit of depth.He grabbed Bai Junda, nodded slightly to the man in Tsing Yi outside the door: "Yo, here you are, come in and have a seat?"

Bai Junda was stunned for a moment, and was about to protest loudly, but Uncle Wang patted his shoulder lightly.

Outside the door, the voice of the man in Tsing Yi also came in: "Forget it, I have already tasted his level, and you know me as a person. If there is anything I like to say, I don't accept his words."

Uncle Wang wrote lightly: "Oh, is it?"

"I also drank the evaporated milk, it's very good."

The man in Tsing Yi hated iron and said: "Can you pursue it a bit? This evaporated milk is really good, but aren't you a little too naive to expect him to complete the unfinished business of the chef?"

"What we need is a transcendent, not a little kid who stumbles after the kitchen fairy, can't touch his realm, and only knows how to fall in love!"

With a sound of "dong", Uncle Wang's crutches paused heavily on the ground.

"How do you speak?" Uncle Wang's voice was old, but it was full of strong coercion, "If you talk about our young master like that again, I'm going to get angry."

"You are angry!"

The man in Tsing Yi was not polite, and raised his eyes to meet him: "If you can improve your young master's cooking skills to a higher level by being angry, I can stand still and let you beat me up!"

His words were originally full of anger, but after the words fell to the ground, Uncle Wang blinked and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, then it's settled, you are not allowed to hide then."

Uncle Wang turned his head to the side and said to Bai Junda, "Come on, Xiaobai, give me a number plate."

Bai Junda dazedly took a number plate and put it in Uncle Wang's hand.

A bright yellow light flashed in Uncle Wang's palm, and he didn't know what he had done. When he let go again, the number plate had turned into a gold-plated color, with countless mysterious dao patterns flashing on the surface.

Throwing the number plate to the man in Tsing Yi, Uncle Wang said calmly: "Take this plate well, and when it lights up, remember to come to the restaurant, my young master will let you know what it means to be convinced."

Playing with the number plate in his hand, the man in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, and said, "Do you want me to wait, ten years, twenty years, or hundreds of years?"

"What if your young master keeps failing to meet my requirements?"

"You know, we don't have much time."

"It won't take that long," Uncle Wang made a gesture of three, "you just have to wait for these days."

The man in Tsing Yi frowned slightly: "Three years?"

——For him, three years is not bad, but it is still a long time.

Facing the questioning eyes of the man in Tsing Yi, Uncle Wang let out a chuckle.

"It's not three years, and it's not three months." Uncle Wang stroked his beard leisurely, and said slowly, "It's three days."