Chapter 637: Why Not Promote?

Master Qian held great hatred and sat there, finishing a bowl of rice crust fried rice with a bang.

Thinking about it, he still wasn't comfortable, so he went to take two pieces of rice cake.

Finally, he still wasn't comfortable, so he went to fill a bowl of rice porridge. Halfway through the porridge, the fire in his heart still couldn't be suppressed, so he turned and grabbed a tea egg, peeled it, and ate it.

Until he put the empty bowl back, he sat back on the stool with a gloomy face, his eyes fixed on his apprentice who had already filled his second bowl of fried rice, his expression inexplicable.

The apprentice who was frantically eating raised his head in confusion, his mouth still full of fried rice, buzzing:

"Master, what's wrong?"

What's wrong?!

Master Qian became angrier the more he thought about it, and couldn't help but hum angrily: "Look at you! Eat, only know how to eat! Still eating two bowls!"

He couldn't even eat one bowl anymore!

Just as he finished speaking, Seventh Uncle also came out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge. He glanced at Old Man Qian with pride in his eyes, and then slowly ate it spoonful by spoonful.

Seventh Uncle raised his voice: "How about it, you were the head chef in a restaurant, and I didn't see you mention it to me!"

The two looked at each other, hummed angrily, and sat down again.

Everyone:...

Seventh Uncle also opened his mouth: "Isn't that the same? I left in a gray, and I was a head chef!"

"That's it! This life is just for enjoyment, unlike you who has such pursuits, still struggling on the front line at such an old age."

"And you haven't seen much success, Le Fu Restaurant changed its name to You Ran Ju Ecological Vegetable Garden, and you didn't beat it even though you were opposite it!"

The master clearly said it was a strong rival!

He turned his head and said to Song Sancheng: "You wait a moment, wait until I finish the things on the mountain, and then we will go to the town to continue practicing subject two!"

What?!

Damn it, it's disgusting me!

Seventh Uncle thought about it, took a spoonful of garlic mashed duck egg and mixed it with porridge, and ate it in two gulps. Only then did he sigh to Song Tan:

On the other end of the phone, the loud voice of the engineering team person in charge was howling:

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He also surged with fighting spirit, and at this moment waved his hand: "Dashun, go!"

But the reality is that two old men over fifty years old sat opposite each other without saying a word, and their expressions were a bit strange.

Actually, there aren't that many fans, but boasting requires a posture.

Song Tan was just about to say something—for example, she welcomed chefs who didn't lack money, and she had to find a way to hook them and keep them!

"Alright!"

But seeing him diligently take the garlic bowl out of the refrigerator and hold it in front of Old Song, Ke Shinan still felt a belly of anger.

Wang Dashun: "Bah! It was clearly you who were disheartened and unwilling to do it! I tell you, I've figured it out; that Le Fu Restaurant was deliberately trying to drive us both away!"

Tsk tsk tsk, a bowl of golden yellow, one mouthful, the unique spicy taste of garlic and the slightly salty duck egg yolk mixed together, the taste was just right, sandy, soft, and crispy, and you could eat a large bowl with porridge!

Seeing that the two strongest women in the family had gone up the mountain, Until Wu Lan was confused for a moment, and immediately put the garlic bowl aside:

This garlic mashed duck egg is the purple-skinned single-head garlic newly pulled from the fields, chopped into fine pieces, paired with duck eggs laid by Song Tan's own ducks, pickled in yellow mud until oily, and finally the yolk is dug out and mixed with garlic...

"Miss, come and see, the meal made today is really inedible!"

Qiao Qiao had just sent Little White back, and was washing his hands at the entrance of the courtyard, when he heard the master's instruction, so he opened his mouth and responded:

Until Wu Lan's difference can be seen at a glance.

Before you could think of it, Qiao Qiao's phone rang.

"Then you... then you didn't mention it to me at all!"

Until Wu Lan held the garlic bowl and looked left and right, suddenly curious: "But... haven't they seen each other for decades?"

"Isn't that the same?" Ke Shinan was anxious: "It's not like there's no mobile phone!"

"I'm going too!"

Song Sancheng frowned: "If I go..."

Logically speaking, the atmosphere had reached that point, and the two old partners should have smiled and forgotten their grudges.

Seventh Uncle thought: Next year... ah no, this year, wheat must be planted two more acres.

Over there, Wang Dashun also said to his apprentice Qian Tianfu:

Qiao Qiao's eyebrows stood up: "This Zhai Da'e, crying and crying to me last night saying she would definitely work hard, and she's making trouble again early in the morning?!"

Tsk.

Wang Dashun:...

Seventh Uncle said it seriously, and Wang Dashun really responded. At this moment, he was even more depressed:

"Brother Dashun, do you want to eat garlic mash too?"

The others in the courtyard looked at each other, staring wide-eyed at the seven dogs on the corridor and the seven or eight orange cats meowing at their feet.

Seventh Uncle didn't care about people, but it didn't mean he didn't pay attention. After the two left, the original 【Le Fu Restaurant】 was naturally renamed 【Yan Bao Chi International Club】, and later returned to low-key under the political wave, becoming 【You Ran Ju Ecological Vegetable Garden】...

Song Tan followed without a word, and said: "Seventh Uncle, please help entertain Master Qian, I'll arrange the rest when I come back!"

"Oh, Old Qian, I'm sorry! I forgot you are old and don't go online. This apprentice of mine now has millions of fans online. You say that if this doesn't count as promotion, what does?"

Then according to the convention, should I serve watermelon first or cooling tea first?

"This is Old Qian, now the head chef at 【Chang Le Ju】. Don't look at him looking ordinary, 【Chang Le Ju】 is an old restaurant from decades ago. With his skills, he led a group of apprentices to tie with the opposite wealthy ecological vegetable garden... Song Tan, you tell Until Wu Lan to learn two tricks from him."

Qian Tianfu raised his head and looked at Until Wu Lan who was also looking over ignorantly. The other party smiled at him:

"Come, Qiao Qiao, bring the garlic mashed salted duck egg to Master."

Finally, it was Ke Shinan who broke the silence: "What's going on with the one mentioned on the mountain?"

At this moment, he just said angrily: "Good you Old Song, there are such good things here, you hid it, and didn't let me see a bit of wind!"

Seventh Uncle's expression suddenly became strange: "... It's the person who is temporarily taking your position."

Seventh Uncle had been brushing Tremor for a long time, and his speech had a taste of sarcasm: "Our family has never hidden it."

If you pair it with a bowl of noodles...

"What are you going for?!" Qiao Qiao interrupted his words: "You have never won an argument with anyone, and you dare to do it if you fight? I'll come!"

Ke Shinan:... I practiced my cooking skills hard before coming, and I was ready to show off in front of my competitors!

You reached out and scooped a straw hat and put it on your head, and then surged with fighting spirit, heroically heading up the mountain.

"Why didn't you leak the wind?"

Maybe it's because the taste is not enough, so he called Qiao Qiao again: ===== CHAPTER 638 =====