Old Chapters

Lu Li lined up in a long line and walked into a restaurant to observe carefully.

This is the restaurant where Lu Li saw the long queue on the way.

The restaurant is not big, with only seven or eight tables. It is not as crowded as other restaurants, and each table is far away.

There are three special places.

First, there is no waiter in this restaurant, only the owner, so each customer needs to clean up the table after eating.

Second, the dishes here are extremely expensive. For example, an ordinary egg fried rice costs 1888.

Third, each customer is only allowed to order one meal, and take-out packages are not accepted. They can only eat here. If they order more than they can finish, the restaurant will not serve them again next time.

But even with these three points, this restaurant is still full of people every day, as if the food here has poppy shells, which can be addictive.

Lu Li was sitting in his seat, when he heard a middle-aged bald guest next to him suddenly shouting when he saw the menu: "You forgot to mark the decimal point for this price, it's just a plate of fried rice with eggs, and it costs 1888. You're crazy about money. I think it's about eighteen dollars."

"Another idiot like that, who dares to question the God of Cookery." At a table not far from Lu Li, a middle-aged man wearing the image of an artist in slippers shook his head and said.

Judging from his appearance, he should be living in this neighborhood. Obviously, he often sees this situation, but it is also true that people have a herd mentality or curiosity. When it comes to lunch, seeing such a long queue in a restaurant, it is natural to think Let's see what's going on.

"Sorry to the guests, the price of our restaurant is like this. If it is inconvenient to eat, please leave and make room for the people behind." The restaurant owner who came to record the order came out of the back kitchen and faced the middle-aged man neither humble nor arrogant. said.

"Cut, it's not 1888, I don't think I can afford it, I just don't think it's worth it. If the food you serve can't conquer me, then I'll be blamed for going to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to sue you!" The middle-aged man took the On the menu, I hesitated and ordered two dishes, one egg fried rice and one cucumber, which are common foods in street restaurants.

"Okay, please wait a moment, guests!" The boss, dressed in a disposable white chef's uniform, looked extremely clean. Just looking at his face, he definitely didn't need to be inferior to the stars on TV. He didn't worry about the threat to the middle-aged man at all, but instead Coming to Lu Li's table, he continued to ask, "May I ask what this guest wants?"

Lu Li opened the menu, casually looked at it, ordered a dish, and continued watching the play.

It didn't take long for the restaurant owner to take out the things from the back kitchen and serve them one by one. The middle-aged man's egg fried rice and cucumbers were also placed in front of him. The egg fried rice was crystal clear and every piece of rice was wrapped in it. The egg liquid is like a topaz, and the same is true for cucumbers. Every piece of cucumber is tender and dripping. When paired with the sauce inside, it makes people's appetite greatly increase.

The middle-aged bald man's face became extraordinarily serious when he looked at the two dishes in front of him. He smelled it in front of the color and didn't find any fragrance, so he said stubbornly: "It looks good, but it doesn't taste good. know how."

Using a white porcelain spoon to dig a mouthful of egg fried rice, the middle-aged bald man's face became more and more serious, and he would eat two mouthfuls of cucumbers from time to time. His performance fell into the eyes of others, which naturally made people think that he was convinced.

But after the middle-aged bald man finished eating, he said slowly, "I take back the words that were only worth 18 yuan before, because this is disrespect for the ingredients."

"Just talking about the rice of this egg fried rice, it is not only 1888. The rice is rouge rice. This very rare rouge rice has been mentioned twice. The rouge rice has been extinct in the 1970s, and a small restaurant can get it The raw materials of egg fried rice can only be said to be wasted.”

The middle-aged bald man's eyes revealed an astonishing light, which made the restaurant owner look a little wrong, and the bald man continued: "The rice alone is worth the price, but for your cooking skills, I can only say that for others Not bad, but just a waste of money for these terrific materials!"

The bald man tore off his suit to reveal the chef's uniform inside, put on the chef's hat, moved his fingers, and said to the somewhat stunned restaurant owner, "Let me, Tang Daniu, teach you how to cook!"

Lu Li finished eating what he said and walked out of the restaurant. There was no need to look at the rest of the restaurant. He saw this bald man on the way, so he planted a system for him. The main talent of the system comes from Three food-related worlds once captured by the Gresta Shadow Legion.

One is a world where luminous dishes can be made, the other is a world where vegetables can be made into aphrodisiacs, and there is a world where the force value is higher, using a kind of food cell to actually make food provide power to people.

If the bald man with the support of the three world food forces can't defeat the restaurant owner, it can only mean that Lu Li's system production level has declined.

At the same time, those who are in the limelight are being challenged~www.wuxiahere.com~ Some of them are from Lu Li's handwriting. He is making a lot of things like system gold fingers, so that people can challenge those fulcrums. Of course, Lu Li wasn't the only one who saw through the truth, so Shui Lanxing has slowly started to become chaotic these past few days.

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Getting up early, Li Chengfeng decided to run to the school early this morning to avoid those school bullies, otherwise he would not think about having a good class one day.

And things seemed to be just as he expected. It was common for those people to be late. How could he arrive early? As long as he insisted on finishing this semester, he would be able to graduate. He had no extravagant hopes for university. If he worked earlier, he could return home earlier.

After a day of study, Li Chengfeng waited for a while to read a book in a remote corner of the school, quietly collecting waste such as empty water bottles, and then went home. Those school bullies eat, drink and play every day, as long as they don't show up in front of them for a period of time , it will be forgotten, and then you can continue to go to school with peace of mind.

It's just that he didn't notice that in the canteen on the other side of the school gate, a student smoking a cigarette stood up and followed him.

"Bangdang" Li Chengfeng, who was helping out at home, heard the door being kicked open violently, and thought he had brought back his trash father, but he didn't expect those school bullies.

"Hide from us!" Li Chengfeng was about to say something when he was kicked in the stomach by the man and slammed on the table in the small room. This kind of noise naturally attracted Li Chengfeng's **** attention.

"Who are you, don't hit my son, hit me, don't hit my son!" This kind of thing happened several times in the early years. Families who lost their children because they couldn't find them and beat them violently, She hated Wu Jiwu even more. She felt that you kidnapped and sold my child, and you actually raised a son, so you wanted to beat Li Chengfeng, so the old woman's first reaction was to stand up and say she wanted to beat her.