Money-making son, black-bellied mother

The front hall of Zuixiangju is busy, and the back kitchen is even more busy. The three chefs of Zuixiangju serve cold dishes, hot dishes, and pasta. They have heard what happened in the back. The little boy was very dismissive of provoking them.

Jun Tianjue, Long Xiche in front, Shen Feiyang and Shen Xiaobai in the back, the four walked towards the back kitchen.

"Mother, that man is my father." The sound transmission entered the secret.

Feiyang did not deny that he was as smart as Shen Xiaobai. "Mother, do you like him?" Shen Xiaobai looked at Feiyang with big black eyes.

"I can't say I like it, but I don't hate it." Shen Feiyang said how she felt at this time.

"Mother, it's fine if you don't like him." Shen Xiaobai seemed relieved, "At least I can't like him now."

Feiyang frowned, wondering what his son was up to, seeing Feiyang's appearance, Shen Xiaobai smiled, "I want to investigate first, whether this man is worthy of being my father."

Feiyang shook his head, okay!She was defeated by Shen Xiaobai.Anyway, as long as her son is happy.

I knew that his mother would definitely follow him, her dark eyes were shining with happiness, Long Xiche was walking in front, and she always felt inexplicably what the two people behind were talking about?But he couldn't hear it again, Long Xiche turned his head to look at Shen Feiyang and Shen Xiaobai in an instant.

The excitement in Shen Xiaobai's eyes disappeared instantly, and he looked up at Long Xiche, "What about uncle? Do you think I look like an old friend of yours?" Shen Xiaobai's words were not very kind.

Long Xiche frowned, did not answer Shen Xiaobai's question, turned around and continued walking forward, but his heart could not calm down.

Jun Tianjue looked at his senior brother, it was the first time he saw his senior brother being so entangled in a matter, it was difficult for him to ask, he couldn't even protect himself now.

When the kitchen staff saw Jun Tianjue coming in, they immediately came over to salute.

"Okay, let's all get up!" Jun Tianjue looked at the chef in front of him. They were all over 3 years old. It's just why I don't have confidence.

Jun Tianjue looked at the three cooks, "You should have heard about the previous incident!"

"It's the prince, we've all heard about it."

"Since I've heard it all, I won't explain further." Jun Tianjue turned to look at Shen Xiaobai while speaking, "Stinky boy, how do you compare, I listen to you, don't say that I bully you!"

Shen Xiaobai looked at the three chefs in front of him, presumably these three chefs each had their own skills, the corner of Shen Xiaobai's mouth slightly raised, "My lord, let me ask you a question for these three chefs."

Jun Tian never understood what this kid was up to, but he still nodded.

Shen Xiaobai walked up to the three of them and cupped his fists, "Three, tell me what is your specialty?"

The three chefs looked at Shen Xiaobai's face full of contempt. This child must have just been weaned, so he actually provoked them. Let's show this child a little bit today. The leader said, "I can cook 72 kinds of cold dishes, which I am best at. "

Second place, "86 kinds of hot dishes that I am best at."

The third place, "I am pastry, I am good at all kinds of pastry carvings."

Shen Xiaobai nodded, turned his big black eyes, and looked back at Jun Tianjue, "I've already figured out a way to compete."

"tell me the story."

Shen Xiaobai folded his hands on his chest and raised his mouth lightly: "Let your three chefs each cook one of their best foods, and I will compete with them by cooking three."

"What? Little brother, you are too crazy!" Before Jun Tianjue could speak, the cold dish chef couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

It's just that the next moment Shen Xiaobai said, the faces of these people were extremely ugly.

Shen Xiaobai ignored them but looked at Jun Tianjue, "My lord, we will do it at the same time, each of you will have one dish, and I will each serve three dishes. The time will be until the last of you finishes the dish. Finished, Shen Xiaobai admit defeat."

"Stinky boy, you are courting death."

"Little brother, you are definitely courting death."

Jun Tianjue, the three chefs, and even Long Xiche felt that Shen Xiaobai was definitely courting death.

Only Shen Feiyang stood behind and looked at his son with his purple eyes slightly squinted, wondering if he could keep a low profile.

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