"Shhhh Distinguished guests have come to the winter snow private room, and the city lord has just come!" The shopkeeper whispered.

"It's not that your kitchen is not done well, the guests think the dishes are unpalatable!"

The young man listened to the news revealed by the shopkeeper, nodded thoughtfully, and then returned to the kitchen.

When I went back to the kitchen, the chefs all had sad faces, and they all gathered together to complain, how could there be any reason for people to make unpalatable things.

At this time, they really don't know how to do it.

And looking at the shopkeeper's appearance, the ordinary one is unpalatable, and it is estimated that it is not good.

The young man rolled his eyes and reminded, "Uncle Fang, why don't you do it yet?" The shopkeeper was only given a quarter of an hour, and it was too late then. ”

"Go, go, go! Go and do your business, how can you speak. The chef chased.

The boy came in as an apprentice, but when he came in, he was very unwelcome.

When he first came in, the chef asked him to chop vegetables, and found that this kid cut better than the chef.

Immediately, he picked a few thorns and sent the boy to do chores.

They don't allow a lowly little beggar to be better than themselves, not to mention that this is a matter of a job, and they don't allow such a talented person to appear in this kitchen.

Therefore, it has been seven years now, and the boy has never had the opportunity to touch kitchen utensils such as washpots.

"Hey! Wait!" Just as Chef Fang was driving away the teenager, another cook interrupted him.

"This kid doesn't know how to cook, he eats some bad chaff all day long, maybe he knows what is the most unpalatable and what to do!" The chef explained.

"Huh?" The other chefs also found it to make sense.

Although the boy showed extraordinary talent when he first entered the kitchen, now, seven years later, no one remembers being amazed by the boy's talent.

Perhaps, only the chef who demoted the boy to a handyman at the beginning, remember one or two, right?

In the eyes of others, this kid is a lowly mouse in the kitchen, who can only wash dishes and help with food waste.

Dirty and lowly is everyone's impression of him.

Since it is meant to be unpalatable, this kind of person may indeed know better than them.

"That's right! Boy, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"A quarter of an hour, if you can't do it, don't stay in our Hongyun Restaurant!" The chef yelled at the boy.

It was not easy to perceive the place, and a trace of contempt flashed in the young man's eyes.

What's so good about Fortune Restaurant? After all these years of staying here, he might as well have lived comfortably on the streets.

But he didn't leave because he had a reason to stay.

"No...... I can't! I don't know how to cook!" Hearing the chef's order, the young man was overjoyed that his chance had come!

But on the surface, he still pretended to be very cowardly, posing with two calloused hands, and said with a panicked face.

"Who told you to cook? Can something that is unpalatable be considered a dish? You're insulting the dish!"

"How unpalatable it is! You should have experience with this, hurry!" The chef urged.

The young man half-pushed and half-responded, looking a little shrunken.

"This is the black devil chili pepper extract, last time Uncle Wang kindly gave me some and asked me to eat rice, but it was too spicy, I only poured one drop, so spicy that my throat couldn't speak for a week." The boy picked up a bottle in the kitchen spice area and muttered.

When the other chefs heard this, they couldn't help but laugh, and some of them tapped Chef Wang on the shoulder.

"This is the polar bitter gourd, the last time someone put the bitter gourd in the cucumber basket, because it looked so similar, I accidentally ate a bite, so I almost threw up my stomach." The boy continued to mutter.

Every piece, every case, was the teasing and torture he had been subjected to in this kitchen.

But at this time, none of the cooks noticed anything wrong, and the teenager was counting their crimes.

But they just recalled the tricks of the teenager and laughed breathlessly.

It wasn't until the shopkeeper sent someone to urge him that the cooks stopped laughing and urged the young man.

"Ugh! Yes, it should be!" The young man held a pot of bizarrely colored, gurgling and bubbling thick soup, and said unconfidently.

"Send it!" The cooks habitually commanded.

The young man then took the pot of thick soup and followed the shopkeeper who came to urge, and came to the winter snow private room.

"How are you?" When the shopkeeper saw the young man, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he asked.

The image of the teenager is too bad to appear in front of distinguished guests!

Chen Yifan glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper was startled and silenced.

"Chefs are used to making delicious food, and they can't make anything unpalatable, so let the villains make it." The young man bowed his head and replied, but his eyes were quietly looking at the "distinguished guest".

"You call this a delicacy?" Chen Yifan raised his eyebrows, pointed to the leftovers on the table and asked.

The young man immediately lowered his head, looking trembling.

"Give it to him!" Chen Yifan waved his hand and motioned for the young man to give Jiang Weiming the pot of things he made.

Jiang Weiming looked at this pot of thick soup with a strange color, and his face changed.

"Aren't you going to eat? Give me food!"

"I'd like to see you demonstrate, how to eat this dish?" Chen Yifan squinted his eyes and said.

"Who do you think you are?" Jiang Weiming naturally didn't dare to eat, and he didn't want to eat, so he raised his hand to lift the plate.

Who knew that he was held down and couldn't move.

"I'll help you!" Yu Feng sneered, picked up the spoon, and stuffed a spoonful of hot soup into Jiang Weiming's mouth.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Jiang Weiming's face immediately became exciting, and he struggled hard.

But to no avail, he was not Yu Feng's opponent at all.

When the young man saw this scene, he couldn't help but be shocked inexplicably, glanced at Chen Yifan, and then at the shopkeeper.

Jiang Weiming once had a banquet at the Hongyun Restaurant, of course he knew that this was the owner of the Hongyun Restaurant, the head of the Jiang family, and his enemy.

What an unattainable figure he was, let alone revenge, he didn't even have a chance to contact him.

At this time, in front of this distinguished guest, this high-ranking enemy was like an ant, at the mercy of others, and even the shopkeeper trembled and did not dare to meddle in his affairs.

I have to say that this scene had a great impact on the young man's heart.

"Is it delicious?" Chen Yifan's voice rang out and asked Jiang Weiming.

"This is something from your restaurant!" Seeing that Jiang Weiming was "moved" to tears and speechless, Chen Yifan said lightly.

"Gollum, Gollum......" Jiang Weiming spit out vague words in his mouth, and Chen Yifan looked at the young man, "It seems that the food you made is so delicious that your boss is so moved that he can't speak." ”

The boy swallowed nervously and asked cautiously, "What's that......?" Are you satisfied with my cooking? ”

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