Gourmet food starts from the green leather train chef

Chapter 110 What kind of soup is the soup?
When high-end people meet, they always use the most original way of communication.

"Damn, what a bad luck!
I didn't expect to see you, a poisonous snake, on a train. Is this my old man's unlucky time?
The one surnamed Wu is still alive? "

Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan is not in the mood to welcome Wu Jiutong, an old poisonous snake, but Xu Ning is going to meet the editor-in-chief Hongjie, so he will naturally not let go of the opportunity to give Wu Jiuton a slap in the face.

When he was in the preparation team for the state banquet 20 years ago, the surname Wu had picked on him a lot. The old man had never seen someone with such a vicious mouth. At that time, he had red eyes with the surname Wu, and the two almost fought on the spot.

Today this guy came here again to pick on Zhou Zhou's fault, can the old man bear it?

As for whether Wei Hong, who brought Wu Jiutong, would be embarrassed because of this, the old man couldn't care less,

It would be good if he can fight with Wu, he is a big spoon, and the other party is a talkative one, even if he is four or five years younger than him, he can crush Wu in a real fight.

This is called meeting enemies, so jealous!

"Hehe, who am I supposed to be, so it's Lu Caizhang?
Don't worry, I won't die if you die!
But even if you die, I have to say that your Zuifeng Chicken is too famous. The most important thing about Fengji is the cured meat. What have you made?The smell of wine is too strong!

Hey, that is to say, the Moutai distillery is too used to you. As long as you cook this dish, the ten-year-old Moutai will be used by you. How much good wine was wasted?
I just want to ask, are you a wine seller or a cook?
And what about Master Lu Cai, I haven’t figured out what Lu Cai is from you!From ancient times to the present, ordinary people with flat heads eat a lot of road vegetables!Who has heard that common people use Moutai wine to make style chicken all day long? "

"You fart!"

Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan was about to collapse in anger.

What the person surnamed Wu said was correct, but wasn't that the drunken chicken at the state banquet?I don't want to use it and I can't stand the person in charge of purchasing. I have to buy everything, right?Who the hell uses Moutai all day when making drunken chicken?
This man surnamed Wu pretended to be ignorant, pretending to be ignorant, and he caught him as a short boy and nagged everyone for 30 years.
"Why, want to hit me, you?"

Wu Jiu walked up to Zhang Zhouxuan with his head stuck in his tongue, with a look of innocence on his face.

The heart said to fight, you fight?If I, Wu Jiutong, were beaten by a national culinary master today, I would be considered complete, and I would have to be even more popular!

Seeing that Zhang Zhouxuan just stared at him fiercely but didn't make a move, the old poisonous snake became anxious, "I'll criticize you, why not?"Come and hit me! '

"The request is quite strange. It seems that my old man has to satisfy you?"

Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan was not used to it either, he just kicked his upper leg.

Fortunately, it was Xu Ning who had quick eyesight and hugged his waist quickly, otherwise the headlines of Pengcheng News tomorrow would definitely be—'Two [-]-year-olds fighting at the station!The grievances between Qinxing and gourmets?Enmity? '

Wu Jiutong was not kicked by this kick, pointing at the old man and laughing loudly: "Look at your talent, I know how to do it if you can't say it?

As for the surname Zhang, what good chef can you recommend at your level?I see that what kind of chef with a conscience is like that?
By the way, you recommended him so hard that you don't even want your old face. How much benefit did you receive, or is he your illegitimate child? "

"Old Mr. Wu, are you okay? If you keep talking, the train will leave!"

Xu Ning really admires the editor-in-chief Hongjie, because of the uniqueness of the magazine's exclusive interview, she can even tolerate this kind of "poisonous snake"?
If I had changed myself, I'm afraid I would have found a place where no one was around and gave him a black brick.I don't know how this old man lived to be over 60 without being beaten to death?

Wu Jiutong looked at Xu Ning and smiled: "Hehe, okay, I still have to give the face of "Li Xingtian Tianxia" to the old man, forget it, let's not care about Zhang today.

Editor-in-Chief Wei laughed. I am outspoken and talkative, so I have offended many hard-working people. They always look at me like this.

But it's been decades, no one can do anything to my old man!Is it because I have always been right about food and wrong people, and always seek truth from facts? "

"Yes, the train is about to leave, Mr. Wu, let's get on the train first."

Wei Hong smiled apologetically at Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan, and half pushed and half pushed the poisonous snake into the carriage.My heart said that you are a fart for seeking truth from facts?To be honest, if my mother didn't want to do your interview and use you to find out the depth of Zhouzhou, she would have kicked you off the platform!
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Pengcheng is quiet at night. Environmental governance over the past few years has gradually swept away the haze in this ancient city with a history of 4000 years, and a few particularly bright stars can already be seen.

This is the only hometown of Zhouzhou's two worlds.It is also a treasure land of Fengshui that convinces the Chinese people.

In the past 40 years, there have been no disasters, floods, droughts, and earthquakes. They can be perfectly avoided every time. The winding mountains on all sides protect the earth atmosphere of Pengcheng. In ancient times, we welcomed the emperor, but today we produce talents.

The beauty of Pengcheng is not only the scenery, but also the various flavors and delicacies brought by Huitong North and South.

Roasted steamed buns, ground pot chicken, Bazi meat, Pengcheng red soup mutton.
Spicy soup, fried rice soup, fried buns, eight-legged fried dough sticks with honey and three knives, children's crisps are really wonderful, and a spoonful of frog fish from Lianhuajing.
There are too many delicious and delicious foods. Zhou Zhou is also the chef of "Two Gods in a Day" now, but every time he thinks of the food in his hometown, he still drools. It's hard to make.

"My home is here."

The train started slowly, looking at Pengcheng shrouded in the dark night, Zhou Zhou felt a little sour in his heart, and actually wanted to go home.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Zhou Zhou's trip was only more than half a month away from home, but to him, it was the distance between two worlds.

The parents in the parallel world are still the ones he is familiar with, but there must be some differences; Zhou Zhou is both curious about this and a little worried. What is timid about his hometown is the extra white hair on his parents' sideburns, and it is also a coincidence. Unknown boy
He would talk to his mother every night. His father’s phone was like an ornament. Nine times out of ten, he couldn’t get through. But in the past two or three days, his mother didn’t call. No matter what, this heart can't let go no matter what.

I dialed my mother's cell phone again, this time it connected after only two or three rings.

"Mom, what happened these two days?

My dad's cell phone can't be connected, and yours can't be connected all the time. Is there anything wrong at home? "

"Son, don't mention it at home!"

Mother Li Yufen's voice was faintly crying: "It's not your dad who killed a thousand dollars, he, he gambled too much. Wasn't it the finals a while ago? He."

Zhou Zhou's heart sank. This year's World Cup final was a lot of upset.

Dad is a die-hard fan in both worlds, and his favorite is the Paris national team, which lost in the final.

Could it be that Dad gambled too much and lost the family house?

Don't go to the rooftop.
"Mom, did my dad lose the bet?

It's okay, don't worry, son, I have money now. "

"The kid is talking nonsense again, how much money do you have as a cook on the train?"

Li Yufen twitched and said: "It would be great if the one who killed a thousand swords lost, the key is that he didn't lose."

"Didn't lose?"

Zhou Zhou was confused, didn't lose?

Didn't lose what you're sad about, why don't you answer my calls for two or three days?

(End of this chapter)