Chapter 892： :overlapping

The Chinese world is very different from neon.

Just talking about mass is not a level.

The power of the neon gastronomy community is roughly ‘one temple, one monastery and four families’, and one sentence is enough to summarize.

To be precise, only Shilin Temple and Yuanyue Chaliao Cooking Academy can be regarded as the threshold for firstly reaching the top food gate and know some deep secrets.

However, in the Chinese world, let’s not mention the bright world. The descendants of the original 108 cooking chefs in the dark cooking world, even if more than half of the inheritance is cut off and disappeared, but the remaining nearly 50 inheritances are scattered throughout the mainland. It's just a tyrannical food gate!

Are there many factions?

This term is far from summarizing the deep waters of the Chinese world. The "leadership" post exists like a martial arts leader, so Zhu Ji understands the complexity of the Chinese world under the calm waters more than anyone else.

If you don't want to talk about the big ones and far away, just pick Baiyulou.

Three master chairs, one for the Confucius after the saint, no matter who is in the position of the faucet, respect the hole. This is a custom and rule.

The other two are also closely related to the situation in the food industry.

Wei's Wei's is the "imperial party" of the imperial capital. If he is going to be stable in the imperial capital, this chair can't move.

And the third one, the location of Huang He, was used to appease and recruit people in a sense.

In the past ten or twenty years, Huang He and his Baiyun Pavilion have been operating in Jingchu Land, and other doormen and chef alliances in neighboring provinces feel threatened and begin to think of countermeasures.

In this way, in order to balance, and considering the overall tranquility of the Chinese world, at this time, the leader can only mediate, summon Huang He into the imperial capital, and press him on the chair.

The Baiyun Pavilion, without its leader, is of course in the Jingchu area, and it is safe to run its own one-acre three-point land.

Therefore, the "imperial power" of the leader is not imaginary, and it is ridiculously strong.

"Huh, this yellow crane, getting more and more old in Beijing for more than ten years, wouldn't he still be old when he returned to the place?"

Snapped!

He picked up the halberd of the chess game and frowned suddenly. The chess game was thrown on the chessboard by him, and the black and white pieces scattered.

Outdoors, the two disciples who slammed the door dared not breathe.

"Look again, look again..."

Zhu Ji whispered in a low voice, straightened the chess score again, and bowed his body, picking up the pieces one by one.

...

Lan's mansion is on the outskirts of Jinguan City.

There used to be a famous place called Fengfeng Waterfall, but after Lan Feihong, his descendants built a mansion in this enclosure in the name of guarding the "Galuo Luodao". The scale of the town of ten thousand people.

The most important main house, Lan's side branch is not qualified to set foot, but today the main house unexpectedly welcomed two visitors.

Patriarch Lan Fengxian had been waiting at the gate early to receive the visitors personally, which showed that he valued the visitors. And when the family members of the main house saw two visitors, one was younger than the other, even more surprised.

Isn’t it an old monster?

"Eh, I know what Jiafu and Grand View Garden are all about!" Xia Yu entered the house and looked around, praised.

"Jia House? This is Lan House!" Zhu Qingdao said.

This is to say that Lan Mansion is comparable to the official mansion garden of the Red House! Really!

Xia Yu glared and Zhu Qing stared back.

Lan Fengxian personally led the way and took the two to a quieter side hall instead of the hall.

This partial hall is located deep in the bamboo forest. Xia Yu's **** just sat down, the wind blew, and the refreshing air suddenly made people unable to help closing their eyes to realize.

Lan Chuhan had been waiting here long ago, boiling water in a charcoal stove, cooking tea, and serving as a maid to pour tea and water for guests.

Along the way, Xia Yu had been greeting many times, and Xia Yu was not very polite. He said straightforwardly: "Actually, I came here this time and I have something to ask for Lao Lao."

"But no matter what"

Lan Fengxian smiled and sat down slightly in the throne. He did not look down on Xia Yu's age.

"That's it, I intend to ask you to host a halberd for me, with your prestige..."

Clang.

The sound of the metal kettle falling on the charcoal stove.

Xia Yu's words were interrupted, and he looked helplessly to Lan Chuhan, who was not far away. Lan Chuhan hurriedly bowed his head, straightened the kettle, and tried to make me look calm.

In fact, Zhu Qing and Lan Fengxian did not perform much.

Lan Fengxian's smile froze on his face, "Eating halberd? Want me to host? That halberd is for..."

Speaking of which, Lan Fengxian shut up suddenly.

His face changed.

Lan Fengxian obviously thought of something. In the three-acre land of Shudi and Jinguancheng, the slightly larger movements could not conceal the lord of the Lans.

This young man is so stout?

Can't help but look at the young boy opposite the tea table with an incredible look.

At the same time, Lan Fengxian's heart also had a hint of misfortune, and it was burning fiercely. The yellow crane and Wei Zhong pressed hard, but it was estimated that they never thought of being reversed, taking the initiative?

General!

eat!

He heard a crackling sound.

For a moment, Lan Fengxian narrowed his eyes and instead swallowed back the previous series of questions, just looking at Xia Yu deeply, "...Can you tell me a little bit about your dependence?"

"You are already walking on the road, almost breaking the fog."

"However, that person is at least a few years ahead of you, or even ten years. Even if your parents are still alive, you have to look squarely at his cooking skills and treat him as a rival!"

"You take the initiative to eat the halberd, the alternate noodle king of your father's lineage, where is the confidence you will win?

Alternate pastry king.

The halberd is ready to come out.

Zhu Qing's hands clasped on her lap, clenched tightly, and she suddenly thought of Xia Yu's words when she came out of the cemetery.

There are losses and wins.

There is life and death.

The loser, who is also a deceased, can only sigh that his strength is poor.

...

Roughly in the afternoon, Lan Fengxian sent Xia Yu and Zhu Qing away.

At the gate of the mansion.

"He's too bold!" Lan Chuhan's eyelashes quivered slightly, and there were still lingering waves in his eyes. "It's just a matter of taking the initiative to draw the halberd, and wanting to wait in the field where the candidate noodles are best. Completely defeat the opponent!"

Lan Fengxian sighed: "So I didn't dare to agree to come down at once, but said to consider."

"Furthermore, I am the host of the halberd and the main judge is not good!" Lan Fengxian showed helplessness, "Ahan, think about it, if this Xia's only seedling is defeated, no matter what the conditions of the halberd are, he has just just The condensed reputation was ruined, and the Huang Dang fell into the rock again, so he could only go overseas and return to the East again, fearing that it would never be possible to set foot on the mainland!"

"In this case, Xia Qing still has that..." Lan Fengxian was afraid, "The tragedy of ten years ago has made the dragon face angry, Chen Dingbang and him The power, a big group, a high building, said that it collapsed, and even the Qilinzi related to the Chinese luck is so dead... Hey, don’t mention it, don’t think that the nature is cold and affectionate. Indifferent, Huang He is trying to pull dragon scales!"

Lan Chuhan was silent.

For a moment, when the two turned around and planned to return to the house, an old man like a housekeeper hurriedly reported:

"There are VIPs!"

This time the VIP was taken to the main hall.

The negative hand was admiring Wei Zhong, who was painting a Chinese painting on the wall of the hall. Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and gave a gift, smiling at Lan Fengxian, saying: "Lao Lao, a sudden visit, it is a great honour to meet you."

"Haha, is there any reason why the alternate pastry king? In the pastry, I'm afraid it's not as good as you. Just in the spare time of the year, I would like to ask you more pastry, I hope the chef Wei can give me some advice! "

Lan Fengxian performed well, what is called an old fox, what is called eight-faced exquisite.

Lan Chuhan was very speechless to this grandfather and turned to leave.

However, Wei Zhong, who had come to the door, had no unnecessary nonsense, and didn't even sit down. He said the second sentence:

"This time I came to invite Lao Lao to preside over a halberd..."

Wen Yan.

Lan Fengxian's expression immediately became subtle.

And Lan Chuhan, who turned away from the hall, his eyes were incredible, covering his mouth and blocking the low voice in his mouth.

Here, this overlapping home visits, overlapping requests.

Isn't it saying that this halberd is inevitable.

the other side.

After returning to the old house, Xia Yu couldn't wait to open the profile panel.

""Hand of God" (10/10), blue rank, breaking rank promotion requires the corresponding kitchen skill experience card*1, purple evolution crystal*1. "

"Talent Points saved: 15."