The Ghost Chef

Chapter 73: Become a friend

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Fat Pig Huang twisted his ass to the stage, slapped the microphone a few times, a buzzing sound immediately loomed over our heads, the people below were quiet, he put on an exaggerated smile, and said loudly: "Guests, everyone Hello, friends and family!"

Everyone listened quietly, the fat pig yellow showed satisfaction after eating and support, and continued: "Today is our 80th birthday. Originally, the old man wanted to enjoy the good fortune at home, but he couldn't stand the filial piety of the young master and the young master. The little lady begged again and again to hold this birthday banquet-thanks to the blessing of the old man, we can be considered a blessing today!"

The people below all laughed and applauded and cheered. It seems that everyone is in good spirits, but I don’t understand: a birthday banquet, even if the boss runs a birthday, the chef uses the spirit to cook, but Isn't it just a banquet? Is there anything worthy of everyone's cheering that they have not eaten in eight generations? Isn't this stupid

The old man stood up, waved to everyone, and raised the wine glasses by the way. Everyone stood up, and the fat pig yellow platform said loudly: "Everyone, let us raise the cups in our hands and respect the old man a glass of wine. !"

The applause and cheers immediately burst into a blast, and I stood up, and picked up the cup on the side. Fat pig yellow took the lead: "I wish my old man—"

We wow wow wow together: "Fortunately, such as the East China Sea, longevity than the South China Sea!"

Everyone chuckled their cups in their hands more or less as they passed the process, and then someone passed the microphone to the old man Ren. He said aloud to everyone, "Everyone, The old man, thank you all for joining us!"

In the eyes of everyone looking forward to serving the food, the old man said in a blast: "I have been re-elected to the position of God of Cooking in City A for many years. I thought it was the old brothers who looked at my face and were embarrassed to smash my sign. I understand that this position is really not easy to sit in. The people who come to challenge each year make me dizzy, and I have no time to play cards and drink tea. You guys are really cunning!"

The following people suddenly burst into goodwill laughter, and the old man continued: "However, your wishful thinking is over this year. I am here to officially announce: The old man will not participate in the next year’s A City God of Cooking Competition—this illusion has tired me for decades. , It’s time for you to bother and bother today."

Someone yelled: "Hey, what does this have to do with us? You are all down, shall we still fight?"

Old man Ren laughed and said, "You are not going, but your nephew wants to go. Don't you have to end up thinking about something like an old thing?" Everyone laughed again-but I guess not many people understand, at least I am. , Laughing is just to show your attitude, you don’t know what it means!

This is almost the same as applauding the leaders during a meeting. Anyone who wants to slap a mosquito can drive everyone up.

Of course, someone understood, and soon the one called the old thing shouted again: "Oh, what do you mean by this is that you don't plan to let your son and grandson participate in the competition?"

"Participation is definitely to participate, but why I don't need to bother, you will understand in a while!" The old man said this sentence triumphantly, and the buzzing immediately became a buzzing sound. Many people whispered and guessed. The table guests didn't move at all. Obviously they knew the inside story long ago, and everyone knew that they wouldn't be entangled in this matter.

The old man waved his hand, and suddenly the front of the conversation changed: "After this incident, now come to drink, let's dry the remaining wine in the glass. If anyone refuses to accept it, please come up. Old man, I will die with the gentleman today!"

With this sentence, the atmosphere suddenly became warm, and the dishes were served up like water. The birthday banquet officially began, and everyone greeted the arrival of hard dishes with louder cheers.

The old man let out a word, and soon many people came to salute him and toast. The old man smiled back one by one, but said that he really wanted to call the old man to drink until the glass was dry, but few people left. After trapping people, the old man's face continued to be neither red nor white, and it is estimated that he was also a wine putty when he was young.

Seeing that the main guests among the outsiders had drunk with the old man, Ren Xiaoyan's dad took a chance to get together: "Dad, you have a big birthday today. In addition to wishing you good health, I also prepared a gift."

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand cheerfully, attracting everyone's attention: "What new stuff can you have? Except for the high-tech thing, it's a clothes wallet, or else it's a ticket for foreign travel. "

Ren Xiaoyan’s father didn’t say much. Turning around, his subordinates immediately handed over a box. He opened the box on the table. There was a whole set of shiny and shiny knives inside. Each knife had an ancient seal. The word'Ren', there is also a string of English inscriptions below, the face of the old man suddenly changed, and he reached out and took the napkin from it. There is nothing indispensable.

Everyone suddenly screamed, and they clearly exclaimed: "Als knife, it is a full set of Als kitchen knives!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly said: "Als is a world-renowned Western-style knife-making master. It is not difficult for you to find him a custom set of knives, but the difficulty is that he can type out a Chinese-style kitchen knife for me—child, you Also bother a lot!"

Ren Xiaoyan told me privately that the set of knives his dad made was the work of the world’s most famous master knife maker. Less than ten sets are produced every year, which is more difficult to determine than the Rolls-Royce Phantom, let alone make him deliberately set Chinese styles. Kitchen knives are definitely rare in the industry, and they are so popular.

His father said: "Mr. Als was originally unwilling, but I begged him for a long time, and privately helped his daughter solve a big problem. The most important thing is to know that it is a gift for you, so I agreed."

The effect of flattering was immediately apparent, and the old man happily said, "It's really hard for you-with this set of knives, my old man's two big wishes in this life have finally been achieved."

A guy with a thermos on the side joked: "Do you have any other wishes for the old man? Who knows if there will be a younger generation to do it for you on this good day?"-Are you stupid, you are holding an old-fashioned thermos at the banquet

This kind of dumbfounded person please, I really don't know what the Ren family thinks.

Old man Ren laughed, "This must be done today, and there will be results later-Xiaonan, how about yours?"

The old man distracted, and other people were not easy to ask questions, and then watched the man in the suit walk up, respectfully handing over a box, and opening it, there was a piece of exquisite ancient jade inside, which was worth seeing: " Grandpa, this is the ancient jade that I have finally bought. People said, this jade is suitable for you to wear on your body to keep you warm and healthy."

Old man Ren smiled: "Spend a lot of money?"

Ren Xiaonan said, "Grandson wishes Grandpa forever young. This money... is actually given by my dad."

"Well, it's fine. Sit, sit." The old man motioned for them to take a seat, and then watched Ren Xiaoyan walk up and present a small box with the Dahongpao of China's best tribute, which was picked from the only old tree in Wuyi Mountain. , The value is impressive-after Ren's family, other people have also offered various gifts. At their level, it is too tacky to send money, so most of them are all kinds of gadgets. It seems that the old man is really a gamer. , Fishing, tea, walking dogs and birds all play, even the dog chain has people who give Quan Zhilong the same money, and Sicong's hobby is the same.

Even if things come to an end, I've been through this period, thinking about whether I should find a chance to retreat. At this time, Fat Pig Huang ran up to the stage and snapped on the microphone again:

"Guests, be quiet! Now, I want to announce the second major event of our grandfather's birthday banquet today!"

Everyone was quiet, everyone was quietly waiting for Fat Pig to speak.

"Everyone just heard that our old lady has two wishes. The first young master has already done it, which is a Chinese kitchen knife made by Mr. Als himself. Now, let’s talk about the second one, what the old lady means, today. This is given."

Keep quiet, keep no one talking.

At this time, Fat Pig Huang clapped his hands, and immediately walked up to several waiters, reaching out to lift up the piles of things covered with red cloth on the table-there were actually two or five sets of kitchen utensils in the first three and the second, including a single stove, The dishes, all kinds of tanks, all kinds of side dishes, fried, boiled and steamed steaks are all available. It seems to be exactly the same as the preparations for the God of Cooking Competition on TV!

At the end of the table, there are two freezers with all kinds of ingredients, five of each kind, fully prepared.

Everyone began to cheer. It seemed that this should be a routine, and I understood the meaning in an instant: Is he going to let his apprentices or something come to a competition and get some weird dishes for everyone to try? -No wonder Fat Pig Huang said just now that he has a good food, it turns out that there is still such a thing!

As I was thinking about something, I suddenly watched Fat Pig Huang beckoning, and four teenagers came out of the tables below and went on stage one by one, but what I never expected was that this grandson waved to me again:" Why bother, you too!"

"What are you doing?" I was stunned: "What the hell does it matter to me?"

"In ancient times, there was a matchmaking blind date, but today there is a matchmaking blind date. Today, we are trying to cook for the little lady to choose a boyfriend. Although the lady has a crush on you, she has never passed the father's level. Our Ren family does not recognize your uncle status!"

"Huh?" I stared at Ren Xiaoyan in horror, and said with a crying voice: "You didn't tell me..." "Don't say anything, listen to me!" Ren Xiaoyan rushed over before my words, and whispered anxiously. : "I can't help it. I can't find someone to help today. I really have to get engaged to one of them. I can only do this trick-you won't die, will you?"

I was suddenly stunned, and the haze from a moment ago was wiped out, but there was still a bit of complacency: "So you used me as a shield?" At the same time, the feeling of trembling in my heart began to burst: I haven't noticed it for a long time, buddy. There are also skills that can be crushed by face value, or else they can't be used!

Ren Xiaoyan shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I can't stop it, I'm more optimistic about your ability to disrupt the situation."

I lost my voice: "Huh?"

She patted me on the shoulder and whispered in a low voice: "Give full play to the role of your shit-chucking stick, mix it hard, the more messy the better, the best is to fight-why bother, I am optimistic about you!"

Me: "... I try my best."

The song sounded in a trance, and kept lingering in my ears:

My heart is full of melancholy, not for the crooked moon, but for the beautiful feces of today's banquet... (End of this chapter)