Chapter 14 Why can't you get enough to eat?

Lin Boyong's head roared, completely stunned.

This is...... Scrap wood counterattacked?

He didn't know what was going on, but he could have the head of the family personally issue an edict, and the butler would come to the door to convey it, expressing his dissatisfaction and warning.

What about the young master Lin Dong?

What about the eldest lady Lin Qiu?

Could it be that the power structure of the Lin family is undergoing an earth-shattering reversal?

As a shopkeeper who has been running a restaurant for several years, he has been crawling around in the shopping mall, and he will not be able to do anything else.

At the beginning, he carried out Lin Dong's orders to the letter and did not give Lin Xi food, because he was not afraid of offending Lin Xi.

Chef Lin is gone, who will give you face?

Besides, you're still a waste of wood.

What's more, this is what the young master Lin Dong meant.

The meaning of the young master is the meaning of the future head of the family.

Isn't it the instinct of businessmen to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?

However, at this moment, Lin Boyong didn't know the situation at all.

He urgently needed to know what was going on in the Lin family's old mansion, which could make the waste firewood Lin Xi suddenly counterattack.

At this time, he was drenched in a cold sweat, nodded his head, and said that he would carry out the orders of the head of the family.

Lin Buqian nodded, didn't like to deal with Lin Boyong very much, and said directly to Lin Xi:

"Lin Xi, you're hungry, aren't you? What do you want to eat, tell Lin Da Shopkeeper, so that people can prepare!, right?"

Lin Xi looked at Lin Boyong.

"That...... Lin Da shopkeeper, breakfast ...... Can there be?"

Lin Boyong wiped his sweat and smiled a sun.

"Then there must be! Lin Xi, let's not talk about the past, just now, you can talk about what you want to eat, so who is going to see if Lin Erspoon is there?"

A buddy, Xiao Er, agreed, rushed into the restaurant in a panic, and went to find Lin Erscoop.

Lin Erscoop, that is after Chef Lin is gone, the first chef of Fuyun Restaurant.

Lin Erscoop ran out of his fart, and when he saw that the shopkeeper of the Lin family and the housekeeper of the Lin family were there, he came over to say hello with a flattering face.

As for Lynsey, he was directly ignored.

When Chef Lin was there, Lin Erspoon lived a suffocated life and fried good dishes, but he was always pressed by Chef Lin and couldn't raise his head, and he couldn't make a name for himself, so he hated Chef Lin to the core, and he hated Lin Xi.

After Chef Lin disappeared, Lin Erspoon did a lot of tricks to bully Lin Xi.

At this time, his heart felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

Xiao Er, who called him, briefly talked about the basic situation while running.

Lin Erscoo was shocked in his heart, and he was even more aggrieved.

Do you want me to make breakfast for this scrap of wood?

Why?!

But at this time, Steward Lin and the big shopkeeper were there, and he didn't dare to say or not do it.

"Shopkeeper, what are you cooking?"

Lin Boyong looked at Lin Xi with a fiery smile.

"Lighter or ......"

Lin Xi waved his hand directly:

"What do you want, isn't there any second-level demon beast meat? Bring me a fried bamboo shoots with tiger meat, then a Bazhen chicken stewed fresh mushroom, a jade lingzhi fried sparrow, a fried clouded leopard with a big waist, a big pot of tusked rice and lean porridge, four vegetables and one porridge, barely half full......

As Lin Xi reported the dishes one by one, Lin Boyong's smile remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

These dishes, although they are not the signature dishes of Fuyun Restaurant, are also second-level demon beasts and demon poultry meat, and those spiritual bamboo shoots, fresh mushrooms, jade lingzhi and so on, are also precious second-level treasures.

One such breakfast is enough to bankrupt a small family.

Lin Erscoo's face was even more pale, the hatred in his eyes could not be hidden, rubbing his apron, as if tearing Lin Xi's cheeks, and said angrily at Lin Xi:

"Four dishes and one porridge, can you eat it?"

Lin Xi raised one eyebrow and lowered his eyebrows, leaning at Lin Erscoop.

"That's not your business, is it? You're a cook, where does your temper come from? Stir-fry all right, right...... If you want a one-foot plate, a small plate and a dish, it's not enough to stuff your teeth......"

Lin Ershao was trembling with anger, and his round body trembled with waves. He glared at Lin Xi fiercely, turned around and left.

Lin Xi waved at Lin Erscoo's back:

"I said Lin Erscoop, use the largest pot to boil porridge, it's the kind that can make ten people full, otherwise if you can't eat enough, you have to boil it again......"

Lin Boyong had a toothache, and Lin Buqian smiled heartily.

The cook and the guys were dumbfounded.

One of the helpers' fellows, as thin as a low bamboo pole, had a different face, a little red and excited.

This guy is on the same stage as Lin Xi to dry the water platform and clean up the meat of demon beasts.

This little guy is the same year as Lin Xi and his only friend at Fu Yun Restaurant.

Lin Xi was jokingly called waste wood wherever he went, and this young man called him a little bamboo pole wherever he went.

The little bamboo pole is timid, often called by people, and belongs to the lowest class of people who have no sense of existence.

But the little bamboo pole is clever, in addition to pleasing a cook guy, he is really good to Lin Xina in private.

For example, Lin Xi has to take a piece of demon beast meat home every day, and the small bamboo pole does not cover for him.

At this time, the little bamboo pole saw that Lin Xi had turned over, and he was even more excited than Lin Xi, clenching his fists secretly, staring at Lin Xi's two big eyes that were shining.

Lin Xi glanced at the little bamboo pole, and the little bamboo pole understood, turned around and ran into the restaurant.

"Steward Lin, look...... Would you like some morning tea?"

Lin Boyong smiled at Lin Buqiu, not knowing whether the housekeeper would stay or leave.

At this time, he hoped that Lin Buqian would leave, so he could quickly inquire about the news and make the most beneficial choice for himself.

Lin Buqian didn't know his little bit of caution? smiled indifferently, and really didn't leave.

In addition to wanting to block Lin Boyong, I also want to see what kind of miracle will happen after Lin Xi eats these four vegetables and one porridge.

......

Lin Erspoon took the spoon to stir-fry the vegetables, and there was nowhere to vent his frustration, and he drenched the blood of the dogs scolded by the guys.

"What's it, do you think you'll be a chef if you can cut a few knives of vegetables? Ma slips a little bit to this chef to make good slices of meat, onions, ginger and garlic? Are your hands broken? When you eat them all, they look like pigs, and when you make them, they look like pigs, out of the pot, put them on the plate, and go to the plate!"

Lin Erspoon directly spat in the freshly fried tiger meat fried spirit bamboo shoots.

All the guys who saw it pretended not to see, and a shadow shook at the door, it was a small bamboo pole.

A guy took a plate and walked towards the table where Lynsey was sitting in the lobby.

This fellow is happy in his heart and sweet in his mouth.

"Lord Linxi, please slow down ......"

There was a small bamboo pole standing next to Lin Xi, and Lin Buqian and Lin Boyong were sitting at a table in the window, watching all this.

Linsey nodded, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and put her nose to the plate.

"Uh-huh, it's so fragrant, I'm drooling......"

The chopsticks were just about to pick up the vegetables, but they suddenly stopped, their nostrils were dilated, and they seemed to smell something.

"Hmm, don't say it, it still smells of saliva, did you see me drooling just now, little bamboo pole? It's not my own saliva dripping in, right?"

Before the little bamboo pole could speak, the guy serving the food hurriedly spoke first.

"Lord Linxi, you are not drooling, really, I really see it, absolutely not!"

Lin Xi looked at the little bamboo pole with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the buddy.

"Isn't it? And where does that smell come from?"

Then he directly pulled the guy and leaned over:

"You sniff, you sniff, this saliva smells heavy, doesn't it?"

Don't say smell, man, just think about it and vomit.

"Lin Shao, Lord Lin, there is really no smell of saliva!"

Linsey sneered:

"Is there really not? Is there something wrong with my nose, or is it because you have a stuffy nose?"

Hold the plate directly and pass over a pair of chopsticks.

"There's no saliva smell, right? Then you can just eat one and I'll take a look, come and eat!"

Just put the plate on the man's mouth.

The guy was about to cry.

He usually bullied Lynsey, but not so positively.

At this time, I wanted to see Lin Xi eat saliva, but I didn't expect that I would be forced to eat Lin Erscoop's saliva.

At this time, Lin Boyong's face was very unsightly.

Lin Buqian looked at him with a smile, leaving him at a loss.

"I said Lin baked cakes, do you want to eat them? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu smashed the top of your head and poured it directly on you?"

Lin Xi turned his face directly and glared at the guy with a baked cake face.

Lin Yaobi endured the churning stomach, took the plate tremblingly, and began to eat it in one bite, the facial muscles were twisted, more ugly than eating Xiang.

Lin Xi sneered, clasped his hands, and waited for Lin Yaobi's bigger reaction.

Lin took a few bites of the cake, and finally couldn't help it, snorted, squatted on the ground and vomited.

Plates and chopsticks were thrown away.

Does this need to be explained?

The reaction of the forest cake speaks for itself.

Lin Buqian looked at Lin Boyong.

"Shopkeeper Lin, that's how you manage the restaurant?"

Lin Boyong was so angry that he was about to go crazy.

When is it not okay to spit? Do you have to produce such a moth when the big butler is around?

Lin Boyong got up and rushed to the back kitchen, and as soon as he entered, he was immediately stunned, trembling so much that his meat was about to fall off.

"You ...... You're doing a great job......"

At this time, Lin Buqian appeared behind Lin Boyong and looked indifferently at the scene that was happening in the back kitchen.

At this time, in the back kitchen, a group of cooks and helpers were lining up one by one, spitting into the second dish held by Lin Erscoop.

At this time, a guy who was spitting was thin and withered, and was known as a forest monkey.

Bang Bang!

As soon as Lin Boyong appeared, Lin Erscoop's hands trembled, and he made a plate. The dish fell to the ground and shattered, and the dish fell to his feet, filthy and filthy.

"I ...... I ......"

The forest hairy monkey was about to spit out saliva, but when he turned around at this, he was so frightened that he screamed and fainted directly on the ground.

The other cooks were trembling, their legs and stomachs were twisted, and they looked at each other with dead faces.

Without Lin Buqian to speak, Lin Boyong roared directly.

"Lin Erscoop, you are a dog, and you grandsons, listen to Lao Tzu, within a year from today, there will be no penny of wages, and eating is leftover swill, who dares to come out with a moth again, see that the shopkeeper does not peel his skin!"

......

At least an hour later, on Linsey's table, the four dishes and one porridge he asked for were on the table.

Lin Xi looked at Lin Buqian and said in a low voice:

"Uncle Lin, do you want to ...... Let's have a bite to eat?"

Lin Buqian trembled, and his heart was moved.

Although Lynsey was a wastewood, she had never heard of him call anyone uncle.

He knew that it was Lynsey expressing a sense of gratitude and recognition to him.

But he smiled and said:

"Uncle is not hungry, you eat, eat more, how about growing your body......"

Lin Xi smiled strangely:

"yes! I can't eat enough, why do you do something?"

Belch......

Lin Buqian was speechless, and Lin Boyong's scalp was numb.

This is...... Ready to eat and drink enough to find the back account?

Lin Xi pulled the small bamboo pole and sat down.

"Didn't you have breakfast, did you? Come on, eat with my brother!"