Chapter 390

Xia Yuling has just kicked a strong man, but the man in black suit is not afraid? If you dare to look at her like this, you are not afraid to be kicked to death?

I want to die! Xia Yuling's pretty face sank, and she flew by. She didn't kick him directly, but almost kicked him to death.

He covered his crotch, clamped his legs and knelt down slowly.

He stares at Xia Yuling, sweating all over his body, and his face is blue and blue, but he can't say a word.

Chen Feng did not look at him, Xia Yuling followed behind, two people a ghost into Laoqiu restaurant.

The men on the scene subconsciously clamped their legs, and their crotch became cold.

"Hello, Mr. Chen. Welcome."

As soon as the waiters in the restaurant saw him, they immediately put down what they were doing and quickly gathered around and bowed to him one after another.

This scene, so that the restaurant is enjoying delicious food people are stunned, more serious is a mouthful of food gushing out.

That just came in Hua Shao suddenly turned back, his face became extremely ugly.

Is Chen Feng the owner of this restaurant?

No, the boss won't do that, or the customers will have a problem.

That's because of the steamed bass recipe?

Chen Feng also did not expect that he should be so grand reception, a corner of the mouth.

"Mr. Chen!"

Lao Qiu is cooking in the kitchen. As soon as Chen Feng comes, he immediately throws away his kitchen knife and rushes out of the kitchen.

Before and after he rushed to Chen Feng's face, he wiped his hands excitedly and kept bowing to Chen Feng.

"Thank you for your coming. If you need anything, I will do my best."

Except Huashao who just came in, other customers didn't know what they were eating. The recipe was made by Chen Feng, and they speculated about the origin of Chen Feng.

After this restaurant became famous, I don't know how many high-ranking officials and rich businessmen sent over to hire Lao Qiu to be a private chef.

I don't know how many people want to get this mysterious formula from him.

However, since his wife and daughter died one after another, Lao Qiu now has no desire or desire except for cooking skills. No matter what generous conditions they offer, he will not be moved.

"You don't have to do that to me." Chen Feng held his shoulder and asked him to stand up straight and shake his head gently.

"Lao Qiu, that recipe is your stuff. I just gave it to you in advance."

"Even if I don't give it to you, you'll find out for yourself soon."

"So don't thank me."

However, although the recipe was invented by Lao Qiu, it was adjusted by him, which promoted the dish to a higher level and almost broke the limit of human delicacy.

If the original formula, although the same delicious, but also can not reach the current effect.

Lao Qiu thought that he was being modest and polite, and quickly replied:

"Mr. Chen, although I don't know how you got the recipe, I know that you really help me."

"I'm not talented. I can't do anything else except this cooking."

"In the future, if you come or bring someone to my place, I will do whatever you want."

"Dad." Chen Feng was holding a small hand smile raised his head, looking at his face with a smile, gently called.

Lao Qiu's expression was stiff, and his breath stopped.

He looked around, and did not see the smile which was already in the state of remnant soul. He thought it was just his own auditory hallucination.

"Let's talk in another place." Chen Feng clenched his smiling hand and nodded to Lao Qiu.

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