Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 150 Northeastern celebrity chef Jiang Lu

"No, Second Senior Brother, you shouldn't. How can someone like you still need to achieve such a level that you can't win over a rich woman?"

Jiang Lu looked at Henlie up and down.

Although due to excessive indulgence, Wen Run, a scholar raised in the Food and Color Academy, has been worn out and full of affluence, and his spirit has become a little sluggish under the unrestrainedness, but after all, he is also the second senior brother of the academy, so there is no choice in appearance. of.

Looking at the paintings he made in the last competition, his talent is beyond the reach of most scholars and painters.

Under such conditions, you still need to please a rich woman, and the task is to participate in the selection for worship?

Makes no sense.

"You don't understand this."

It was a rare occasion when Hen Lie could exert his authority as a senior brother. He suddenly became energetic and prepared to analyze the psychology of rich women to Jiang Lu:

"Please answer me first, senior brother, what is a rich woman?"

"She is Kuotai, or a woman with extremely high status."

After thinking about it, Jiang Lu added: "There are those who rely on their family and husband, and there are those who rely on themselves. In comparison, the latter will have a tougher character and a soft heart with a lot of protection, and it will be more difficult to get along with them."

"Oh, that's good. It seems that you have a basic foundation, so it won't be so hard to explain to you this way."

Hen Lie nodded appreciatively: "I'll start from the angle you mentioned.

There’s actually nothing much to say about the kind of rich women you mentioned who rely on their families or husbands. Since they rely on others to become rich women, they often have surly personalities and domineering behavior. The most important thing is that the real power is generally not in the hands of such people. , so there is no need to spend any effort to curry favor.

What I’m mainly talking about here is relying on one’s own rich woman.

This kind of rich woman represents power itself, so if you can successfully win it, it will be like reaching the sky in one step.

But you have to make a clear understanding, that is, since we need to curry favor with the rich woman, does it mean that the rich woman herself has a higher status than us? "

"Yes." Jiang Lu nodded.

"Yes, since their status is higher than ours, then why should they make trouble for themselves?"

"Looking for punishment? I don't understand this." Jiang Lu was puzzled.

"Didn't you just ask, why do I need to go to this extent with my conditions? This is the answer."

Henlie explained:

“Although today’s world has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to thousands of years ago, in the final analysis, it is still a world where force is respected.

No matter how good the skin is, no matter how good the talent is, for those in power, it is just a means of entertainment.

If you don’t have core competitiveness, just throw it away when you get tired of it.

So it is simply impossible for a rich woman to condescend to accommodate you.

What they want is a pet who can provide emotional value, not a rebellious person who will cause them trouble.

If it is a cat that bites, no matter how good-looking it is, I believe normal people would choose to throw it away, right? "

Jiang Lu thought thoughtfully: "I seem to understand."

"As for the core competitiveness I am talking about, it is the most critical ability that those of us who pursue rich women must master."

Hong Lie showed a stern look on his face:

“If you don’t want to be replaced, you must have a reason why you can’t be replaced!”

"A lot of blood!"

"As for your senior brother, I'm not bragging to you. I've been out here for a year, and I'm pretty reckless in Longwu Pavilion. Let's face it."

"Wait, what is grass?"

"Corresponding to the Oiran, you can also be the Duck King."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Luxin said it would be better to just call him Duck King: "Brother, please continue."

“With my strength as the Duck King and my background as a true disciple of the academy, there are only a handful of rich women in the entire Yunzhou City that I cannot win.

All of these people are the most outstanding female fairies. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as I can win one of them, in terms of seniority, our master will have to call me Taoist friend when we return. "

"I'm so grateful to you, senior brother."

"I say all this just to tell you: Rich woman, it's not as simple as you think. If you really like rich women, then treat all this as an honor, not a show off!"

Hen Lie took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Rich woman, I won't get tired of chasing you for ten more years!"

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "What kind of master of total reproduction?"

"So, do you still want to deal with the rich woman now?" Hen Lie asked.

"Why don't you go?" Jiang Lu Youyan said: "I feel better now. I must cultivate my ability to provide emotional value to others, so that I can better make senior sister happy."

"Hey, that's what you want to say." Henlie thought deeply: "It seems that you really have a reason to go. Well, then just follow me."

Not long after, the two came to the place where Hen Lie worked.

The largest duck restaurant in Yunzhou and even northern Kyushu - Longwu Pavilion.

Outside the attic, there are cornices reflecting the sky and painted pavilions and red towers, which are very grand. Inside the attic, there is a bustle of people, feasting, drunkenness and extravagance, which is full of the atmosphere of debauchery.

There are rumors among the people that the first generation master of Longwu Pavilion was a Dacheng monk from the Western Regions. His cultivation reached the sky, he had the Nine Heavens Dragon Domain, and his magical powers were invincible.

But this is not the most important thing.

The most talked-about thing is that every time he exerts his power, the dragon will dance wildly, so every member of the Dragon Dance Pavilion will be required to learn this from the first generation Pavilion Master when he joins the pavilion. A emasculated version of the Gate's signature magical power.

The power of the castrated version is completely useless, but it perfectly retains the characteristics of Dance of Dragons.

So Longwu Pavilion got its name.

"Isn't this just the Big Bird Zhuanzhuan Bar?" Jiang Lu couldn't help but ask.

"Oh? Junior brother, the way you describe it is quite descriptive."

Henlie nodded thoughtfully, and then walked towards the gate of Longwu Pavilion:

"Anyway, let's follow my senior brother in first."

It can be seen that Hen Lie's status in Longwu Pavilion is indeed high. When the doormen on both sides saw Hen Lie coming back, they bowed and said: "Welcome Hen Lie back."

"No courtesy." Hen Lie smiled and stretched out his hand to hold up, while looking at Jiang Lu.

It seems to be saying:

Look, this is your senior brother's influence in Yunzhou.

The two doormen stood up and looked at Jiang Lu curiously.

That look made Jiang Lu feel a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps in their view, this was a newcomer that Tongcaomang had recruited from nowhere, so there was a slight sense of scrutiny in their eyes.

But just when Henlie was about to take Jiang Lu around first, a feminine and coquettish middle-aged man trotted over with his buttocks twisted.

It turned out that this was Sang, the father of Longwu Pavilion. After he heard that Hen Lie had returned, he rushed over immediately, pulled Hen Lie aside and whispered in a low voice.

After a brief explanation, Dad Sangcai said with a sad face: "She seems to be in a bad mood. You have to find a way to coax her out."

Lie Lie smiled bitterly: "How can I coax her? I haven't won the championship, so even if I want to coax her, I can't do it. Do you still expect me to be able to rely on gold, silver, wealth or selling sex to stabilize someone like her?" " Oops, she sat in Room No. 1 of Tianzi half an hour ago. If you come back early, you might still be able to make it in time. Now, she usually doesn’t want to listen to her favorite songs. Tell me, what a sin." Dad. Sang looked sad and complained in a sharp voice.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lu came over and asked curiously.

"Eh?" Dad Sang noticed him now, squinted his eyes, reached out and patted Jiang Lu's chest: "This is a good seedling."

"Don't make trouble." Hen Lie protected Jiang Lu and slapped Papa Sang's hand away: "This is my junior fellow student from my former sect. He came to Yunzhou to visit relatives and see me. Don't try to meddle with him again."

Dad Sang pursed his lips and rolled his eyes: "Death look~ Can I still eat him?"

Jiang Lu had goosebumps all over his body.

I thought that if Lie Lie could thrive in this kind of working environment, he was indeed a master of all-breeding.

"What about your junior brother?" Dad Sang rolled his eyes: "Does he have a part-time job?"

"We'll talk about this later." Hen Lie rubbed his temples with a headache: "The most important thing now is to stabilize that person."

When this was brought up, Dad Sang suddenly lost interest and eagerly shied away: "Anyway, I've done everything I can, and the rest is up to you."

After saying that, he turned to leave. When he thought of something, he turned to cast a matchmaker eye on Jiang Lu: "Our Immortal Sect disciples are very tight here. The Pavilion Master also provides subsidies and generous remuneration. Remember to contact me if you need it."

Although they are two different worlds, they have the same origin after all. After development, it is like a road of cultivation, with different paths leading to the same destination.

Papa Sang's description, if the immortal sect were replaced by a university, it would be the same as "an innocent male university, sitting on the stage with passion."

It seems that no matter where or in what era, successful people like to wear this style of clothing.

While thinking about whether to launch a show here, or call it a work-study program, Jiang Lu asked Henlie: "What's going on?"

"It's the rich woman I just mentioned who gave me the mission."

Henlie sighed:

"Her information channels are terrifyingly fast. We had just sat in President Yun's study half an hour ago, and she had already learned that I had not won the position of leader, and she came over to investigate.

She is already difficult to deal with, and I accidentally left her alone for half an hour. I'm afraid she will lose her skin this time. "

"So serious?" Jiang Lu was stunned: "I just stopped serving you."

"Look at you, have you forgotten the teachings that senior brother just gave you?"

Henlie shook his head:

"She is my biggest customer and the one I want to climb to. If I don't serve her, then who will make up for my lack of connections and resources?"

Jiang Lu thought for a while and said confidently: "If that doesn't work, you take me there, and my junior brother will take care of things for you."

"you?"

"Why do you look down on people?" Jiang Lu was angry: "If you can't get the leader, aren't you just relying on my gift?"

"I thank you." Hen Lie had no better idea, so he had to agree first and take Jiang Lu upstairs to the private room where the rich woman was.

Jiang Lu actually has a stereotype of self-made rich women.

In his opinion, this kind of rich woman should be the kind with a fat head and big ears, wearing a gold chain and a big bracelet, holding a bowl of big tonic soup, slapping you in the face, and threatening and tempting you to "give it to me!" image.

But he never thought that after Hen Lie opened the door, what caught Jiang Lu's eyes was a man leaning against the window, holding a wine glass, looking listlessly and melancholy at the scenery outside the window, with vicissitudes in his eyebrows and white hair. But she is also a graceful woman with the appearance of a young girl in her late teens.

"Mrs. Han, I'm back." Henlie smiled, picked up the wine bottle, and stepped forward to ask her for more wine.

But the other party moved his fingers slightly and turned the rim of the wine glass to one side, avoiding the spout of the wine pot.

She didn't look back, her eyes were drooped, her cold profile exuded an aura of keeping strangers away from her, and she said calmly: "I'm well-behaved, but I'm not very capable."

"Uh" Hen Lie immediately looked embarrassed.

"I've been waiting for you for almost an hour." She continued.

"I'm sorry." Henlie broke out in a cold sweat, lowered his head and replied, "I didn't know you were coming back, I was before."

"It's okay, no need to explain."

Hen Lie breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you then."

"Anyway, you and I will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

Mrs. Han stood up, put the wine glass on the window sill, turned around to leave, and never glanced at Hen Lie again.

Only then did the latter understand that Mrs. Han was going to kick him, and of course she would no longer care about why he came back late.

Hen Lie's expression changed and he said, "Mrs. Han, please stay."

"Anything else?"

He originally didn't intend to let Jiang Lu get involved, but now that things have reached this point and it seems irreversible, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and become a live doctor.

"Although I didn't win the championship, I brought the leader to you!"

Mrs. Han turned her head and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

"You mean this person at the door?"

"Yes, this is my junior brother." Hen Lie smiled humbly: "Junior brother, come in quickly."

Because Hen Lie asked him not to come in yet, Jiang Lu kept hiding at the door and peeping. Knowing that the other party had discovered him a long time ago, he simply showed up openly.

"I don't call this person, my name is Jiang Zhimo."

But Mrs. Han obviously didn't understand his nonsense and had no interest in understanding it: "I don't care what your name is."

Jiang Lu showed a confident smile: "But I do care about your name."

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt something was wrong. The other party seemed to call Mrs. Han.

Hen Lie came over and pulled his sleeve, scolding him in a low voice: "Do you think you are funny?"

Mrs. Han's face was expressionless and indifferent.

She said like a treasure: "In the first round, you first lifted up a piece of black iron, and then smoothed the magic weapon of the Yunying Chamber of Commerce. In the second round, you made the puppet have intelligence. In the third round, you suppressed the painting skills. Bishuang from Yunyan Tower won the championship in the end, right?"

"Yeah" Jiang Lu was a little surprised.

It seemed that the other party's information channel was indeed terrifying. She knew everything in such a short period of time. I'm afraid someone here told her just after the game over there.

"Something, but not much."

Mrs. Han said to Jiang Lu condescendingly:

"Let's do this. I'll give you a chance to perform. If you can show a performance that far exceeds your level in the selection, then I will take back my words about throwing away your senior brother."

"Well"

Jiang Lu looked at Mrs. Han, then at Hen Lie who was full of hope, and finally nodded helplessly:

"In that case, let me give you some unique skills."

"Special skill?"

"The famous Northeastern food" Jiang Lu's eyes were firm: "Goose stewed with iron roots!!"

　Hard chapter tomorrow! Good night! !

　　

　

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