After hearing Broly's words, Yumi, who had not spoken for a long time, stopped doing it. She stared at Broly tightly at her eyes, and her two little tiger teeth showed a pointed tip. She had reason to believe that if there was a disagreement, this girl would definitely bite her. However, Chinzhen seemed very calm, not angry, and did not argue, but looked at the plate of fried rice thoughtfully... in a daze.

Broly looked at Chuang Zhen like this and nodded in praise and said, "It's worthy of being the protagonist of this world. It's true that there is a bonus of luck. This understanding alone is not something that ordinary people can have..." Then he turned his head and looked at Yumi who was standing aside with some amusement, "Uncle, what do you want to do? Chuang Zhenjun is still here?"

"You girl is really interesting, and your imagination is too rich," Broly found that it would be fun to tease this kind of little loli occasionally. But before he could tease him again, Chuangzhen's puzzled voice came to his ears, "That... should I stir-fry it a few more just now?"

Hearing this, Broly smiled and corrected: "To be precise, it should be three moves, and your control over the heat is too rough." When Broly said this, he never looked at the fried rice from beginning to end, even if it wasn't a glance. After all, this was just a failure in his eyes, and the deliciousness was only a pitiful eighty-one...

Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people like Yumi who are "not motivated" who are "not motivated", this deliciousness is already satisfactory, but on Broly, who has tasted and cooked the real best dishes, this egg fried rice is like chewing wax. It is only because the heights of the two sides are different, so the scenery you see is also somewhat essentially different.

At this time, when he heard Broly's words, he looked like he was enlightened. He was about to try again, but before he could make any moves, Broly said to stop him and said, "When you fully understand, try it. Your seemingly gorgeous movement is too rude for the ingredients."

When he heard Broly's words, Chuang Zhen looked confused. He obviously did not understand Broly's meaning, but when he was about to ask questions, a figure with a tall figure compared to the Japanese people walked into the store, attracting his attention, and immediately greeted casually: "Dad, you are back."

"Oh? The master has finally arrived." The moment he heard the title of Tsuma, Broly turned his head with interest and looked at the store door. His red shoulder-length hair was dull and extraordinary eyes, and his body was filled with a lazy aura. This was the first impression that Seiichiro Yukihei gave Broly.

Broly, who found that the other party had a very good relationship with him, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It's really unexpectedly aligned, the God of Medicine."

At this time, Seiichiro Yukihiro was also looking at Broly. There was no way, there were only two customers in the entire store, and Yumi naturally knew him. Broly's temperament was so prominent, it was difficult not to attract attention. "This figure! There is also this outsized temperament that makes people completely unable to see through. Could this person be..." As if he had thought of something incredible, a look of shock flashed in Seiichiro's originally calm eyes, and then stabilized his mind and said to Broly: "I didn't expect that a big man like you would appear here. It's really hard to believe."

"Dad, who is this uncle?" Seeing that his dad seemed to know Broly's identity and did not beat around the bush, Chima directly raised his doubts. Even Yumi, who was standing beside him, quietly raised her ears.

Hearing his son's question, Seiichiro replied with a smile: "Didn't you always admire a Chinese chef? Now he is already sitting in front of you, why can't you recognize him?" While speaking, he walked over and sat next to Broly without hesitation.

Broly sighed helplessly, then looked at Chiu-jin, who was gradually excited at the side, smiled faintly, then raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, introduced himself: "I am Broly, a chef from China," said this, Broly couldn't help but remember Seiichiro's words just now, and teased curiously: "By the way, Chiu-jin, it turns out that you admire me very much."

Seeing Broly revealing his true face, Chinma actually said good things for a moment, and her whole body trembled slightly excitedly... Yumi, who was standing beside her, had a slightly open mouth, her expression seemed quite dull, and she looked like a frightened little rabbit.

Seeing the two little girls' appearance, Broly and Seichiro looked at each other and laughed out loud. When they heard the laughter of the two, Chima and Yumi immediately reacted. Needless to say, the latter was too heartless. Even Chima, who was heartless in other aspects, inevitably had a red light on her cheeks.

At this moment, Seiichiro, who was originally laughing, noticed the plate of fried rice on the table that had never been moved until the beginning and said in confusion: "Master Broly, did you order this?"

Broly said with a calm expression: "Just call me Broly. This is what I ordered, but I am a person who is picky about food, so I can't eat it."

"Choose food...that's the food that's not home yet?" Seiichiro immediately grasped the key to the problem. While speaking, he directly spoke and looked at Chuangzhen.

Seeing his father looking at him, Chuangzhen said very frankly: "Dad, I'm not doing well enough, so Uncle Broly didn't move."

"Does the cooking be unqualified?... It seems that Broly, you have high requirements," Seiichiro smiled and took his eyes off Kenma, looking straight at Broly, his face no longer as lazy as before, and said seriously: "If a restaurant cannot make a dish that satisfies the customers, it would be too polite. Broly, I wonder if I have a chance to make up for it?"
Chapter completed!