After hearing what Wang Chengyong said, Mr. Jiang was surprised. He thought about it and remembered it correctly...

"Master, you have forgotten so much, Qingtie wok. You said at the time that if you don't have this pot, your cooking skills will be reduced by at least half." Mr. Jiang added.

Wang Chengyong couldn't help but look at Song Zixuan again, and then quickly turned his eyes away.

"Whoever forgets too much? Nothing happened. You remember it incorrectly. That person is not me!"

Wang Chengyong said while not forgetting to squeeze his eyes with Mr. Jiang.

Wang Chengyong thought to himself, don’t you know, I know, Song Zixuan looks honest and smarter than monkeys. Last time he was looking at the object he had looked at, but he snatched it away.

The account has not been settled yet. You, Lao San, dare to mention my fault now? Now, Wang Chengyong suddenly felt that he was not afraid of thieves stealing but was afraid of thieves thinking about it...

Seeing Wang Chengyong winking, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but look at Song Zixuan and immediately understood the meaning: "Oh, it seems that I have misremembered... Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ye

However, Song Zixuan was not that foolish. He smiled and sat directly beside Wang Chengyong, with his hand on his shoulder.

"Is that? There is also a green iron wok?"

Looking at Song Zixuan's smiling face, Wang Chengyong felt numb all over. He swallowed the food and said in a pretentious way: "Ah? What, he remembered it wrongly, I didn't, no..."

"When will I give it to me? Is it okay to have a glance?" Song Zixuan's smile always maintained, but in Wang Chengyong's eyes, it was really stressful...

You know, if this kid sees an object, he will be more close to anyone else.

Whether in Antique City or later on Digital Street, it was too obvious...

He didn't know about the ice-type Pixiu and the Ming Dynasty short cabinet. He must know that he might have just run away now.

"Stop laughing, I look so terrible," Wang Chengyong pushed Song Zixuan's arm away, "Why do you hug me when I'm so old? Let's sit there."

"No, we have a good relationship, I'll sit here, old man, see if your pot is OK?"

It seems that after the last time on Digital Street, Song Zixuan and Wang Chengyong talked more casually. This old man is not only very interesting, but also has a sensible heart. The most important thing is... let Song Zixuan know that he has objects.

Wang Chengyong couldn't help frowning: "All right, but I feel so disgusting. Can you look back at my house?"

"Man speaks!"

"Okay, one spit and one nail, okay? You'll come to our house these two days," Wang Chengyong said helplessly, and took a sip of wine, "Okay, you can leave quickly, it's so disgusting."

"Zhe, you drink it, and you will go to your house to drink in two days!"

Song Zixuan was so beautiful. He got up and gave a Qing Dynasty greeting, and then turned around and left.

"Hey, Jiang Laosan, I said why are you so owed? Come on, I'm in trouble again now." Wang Chengyong said.

"This... Prince, what does this mean?" Mr. Jiang was also confused. After all, he didn't know the friendship between Wang Chengyong and Song Zixuan.

Wang Chengyong gave him a blank look: "What do you mean? I tell you, this little guy is a personal sperm. He will definitely get rid of what good things he wants to target. He will be tricked away by him."

"Prince, I don't know about this. Does Song Zixuan have such ability?" said Mr. Jiang.

"He? He is definitely covered in fur after taking off his clothes. He is a monkey. If you have it, let's drink it first."

"Okay!"

However, Mr. Jiang thought in his heart that he didn't touch Song Zixuan... It's true. If he really listened to Mr. Huang, he might have caused a lot of trouble now.

Zhong'an Group and Zunke Alliance, even the prince knows him now. Although the prince has retired for so many years, if he really says something, it will definitely be of weight!

It seems that I'm right now. From now on, watching the changes may not be a good way. Song Zixuan is really going to rise at Dumen...

Red Moon Tower.

There were already some guests in Hongyue Tower in the afternoon, and the veil was filled with various tea fragrances.

Everyone knows that Hongyuelou has high consumption. The cost of drinking a pot of tea in a private room is hundreds or thousands more. However, the tea is real. Li Manhong never sells tea less than 2,000 yuan per pound. This face is hard to lose.

Since there are leaders in the district talking about things today, even Mr. Huang can only choose other private rooms, and Cai Yunfei is naturally for the leaders to use.

In the private room, the aroma of tea and smoke are intertwined, which is also the most common flavor here.

The cigar in Huang Hai's hand shook slightly, and a few wisps of blue smoke emerged upwards.

"His Cheng Ba made his statement?" Huang Fa asked.

Ke Hongtao nodded: "That's right, I said it. He wants to protect Song Zixuan. Even if you, Mr. Huang, he will not allow him."

Upon hearing this, Huang smiled: "Okay, it's so good. I found... there was something wrong with my Dumen Food Collection at the beginning."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Ke Hongtao said.

"Haha, I found a few wine bags. Now it seems... I was not as reliable as working with him, Cheng Ba!"

Hearing this, Ke Hongtao felt uncomfortable immediately. He had to flatter Mr. Huang, but he lost to Cheng Ba... he was the most dissatisfied.

"Master Huang, Cheng Ba is just a big and brainless guy. I guess Baby was fooled by Song Zixuan. I have dealt with that kid and I have some brains." Ke Hongtao said.

Huang Fa took a deep breath, then vomited, shrugged and smiled, "Old Jiang hasn't contacted me recently, and he probably doesn't want to get involved in this matter. Ke Saner, you should have a little idea, right?"

Ke Hongtao naturally understood what Huang said, "I will do it sooner or later for Cheng Ba and Lao Jiang." If you show off your performance now, you are my person. I can support you in Dumen!

However, Ke Hongtao is not a brainless person. In his opinion, if he can get the Yongshen Record, it will be more affordable than what he brought to Master Huang.

If you can be the boss, why should you be the younger brother?

Speaking of ambition, Master Cheng Ba can't compare with him, Ke Hongtao, and Master Jiang can't compare with him.

"Haha, I know what I mean, and I know how to do it. Don't worry, I will try my best."

Huang Fa was silent for a moment and said, "When necessary... we may not necessarily have to do conventional means."

"Hmm? You mean..." Ke Hongtao's face immediately became mute.

"But things must be clean and beautiful, Third Master, I only feel at ease with you." Huang Fa stared at Ke Hongtao and said, his tone was absolute trust.

"Master, I understand, but I'll tell you the truth. Song Zixuan is a stubborn person. If I guess well, even if the knife is on his neck, he may not be able to be obedient."

Ke Hongtao's words were not a joke. He had dealt with Song Zixuan several times, but no matter how threatened he threatened, Song Zixuan never lowered his head once. This is a fact.

"Haha, Ke Saner, Ke Saner, do you think I'm smart or stupid? We have seen many people with tough personalities, but I, Huang Fazhi, are still relatively relaxed." Huang Fa smiled.

"This... Master Huang, you made it clear." "It's not OK to hold his neck on his knives? Then try putting it on his family's neck and his girlfriend's neck. If I leave the words here today, this matter will be done."

Ke Hongtao was silent for a while, thinking that Huang Fa was cruel enough, it wasn't impossible to do this, but you asked me to do it? You have to hand it over to you to get the Yongshen Record? I, Ke Saner, are not that stupid yet.

However, even though I thought so in my heart, Ke Hongtao still nodded: "Master, I understand. I will study this matter and then arrange it."

"San Master, I'll wait for your news!"

As he said that, Huang Fa picked up the teacup and clinked Ke Hongtao's cup.

This first day of opening obviously made Song Zixuan’s expectations. He thought he could spend it on a day at the counter today, but he didn’t expect that he would become the protagonist...

The appearance of Hong Yuansen, Sun Shouwen and even Dou Shanshan surprised him. The most important thing is that Wang Chengyong and Jiang Ye still have a story. Of course, the biggest gain is that he made an appointment with Wang Chengyong to see the green iron wok.

Song Zixuan understood that, as Hong Yuansen said, there is no secret in the catering industry. He wanted to be so low-key, but today he unexpectedly became the most prominent protagonist.

Song Zixuan and his friends drank from noon to evening. In the first half, they with Hong Yuansen, Sun Shouwen and others, they left after lunch. In the second half, they almost had a special session between Dou Shanshan and Tang Yaqi, and the drink turned into a big drink.

Later, these two girls drank directly into sisters. The most exaggerated thing was that Tang Yaqi also instructed Sang Tianshuo to treat Dou Shanshan well.

However, Sang Tianshuo also drank too much and agreed directly. He also asked Dou Shanshan to sell the company in the future and go home to make desserts for him. Dou Shanshan's face turned red and agreed.

Only Song Zixuan has drunk a lot and is still sober, after all, he has been practicing with the old man since he was a child, so the alcohol tolerance is really not a joke.

First, Dai Tong saw Tang Yaqi away, and then called Dou Shanshan a designated driver, which made Fang Rui carry Sang Tianshuo back to the hotel.

And Song Zixuan went directly to Mr. Fang's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Zixuan heard the semiconductor sound of Mr. Fang. He smiled and walked into the house, putting an insulating bottle on the table.

"Come on, grandpa, add some extra meal!"

Fang Jingzhi looked at Song Zixuan: "Another wasted a batch of ingredients?"

"Hehe, try it first. I made it before I got off work. See if it tastes right." Song Zixuan did make it on purpose. Until the store closed and the chef removed, he made another piece of Jin Scale Five-Dao Soup for the old man to taste it.

As he said that, Song Zixuan opened the thermos and the smell floated out, Fang Jingzhi was stunned.

Soon, he smiled: "Sun Thief, serve a bowl."

"It's time to be done!" Song Zixuan became beautiful all of a sudden. The old man wanted to taste it. It seemed that the taste was really right.

Fang Jingzhi put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then took a sip of the soup: "Well... Sun Tsei, it's this smell. I haven't eaten it for decades..."

"Grandpa, if you like to eat, I'll get you a serving every day."

Fang Jingzhi shook his head slowly: "That won't be possible. Now that I'm old, I can't stand it and eat this. I'll finish my taste. Sun Thief, take it away and give it to your mother to try it."

"You don't eat it?"

The old man shook his head and said nothing. Song Zixuan didn't persuade him anymore and directly covered the lid, but he felt so beautiful. After all, this was a qualified version of the Jinlin Five-Dao Soup that the old man personally approved.

However, Song Zixuan remembered the reaction of several people eating Wudao Pork yesterday, but Mr. Fang's expression did not change. He really was the one I had seen before.

"Hehe, grandpa, these five soups are right...that phoenix pattern fried spoon..."
Chapter completed!