Gourmet of Another World

Zhao Ruge was actually a very low-key person, and he never said outside that he was the son of the left, because he didn't want to grow up in the shade of his father.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Ruxiang is not like Sun Qixiang's dude, because he is an ideal person, he hopes that one day, the world will mention him, first think of his own identity, not that of the son of his left.

So Zhao Rusheng is five years old, nine years old, full of poetry, fifteen years old is a hundred classics, he wants to be the organizer, must have enough matching knowledge and knowledge.

Although Zhao Rusong hasn't done anything amazing in all these years, his efforts have not been in vain. At least in Beijing City, many people still have some consternation about Zhao Rusong's name.

Kim Fatty is one of them. As a big fortune owner who owns a whole Yuanjing mine, he cannot avoid dealing with the imperial chief, so he also knows more than others. Zhao Ruge also knows more about setting up a pit to kill a King of Five Pins of the Zongmen.

This child has a fierce heart, thoughtful heart, vows not to stop until he reaches his purpose, and is quite masculine.

“Since Prince Zhao wants to order first, let Prince Zhao eat first.” Kim Fatty raised his head as he ate, saying that he didn't want his brothers and Zhao Ruge's insidious boy to get in conflict, otherwise he wouldn't even know when he was going to die.

A few fat men had to back off.

Zhao Ruge was very satisfied with the reaction of the group. He scornfully swept them away and laughed proudly.

The gait kept staring at them faintly, not talking, and not being able to talk.

Finally, Zhao Ruge's eyes fell on him again, and Yi Qi instructed him to say: “Why don't you go and cook me a copy? What are you doing standing there? ”

No facial expressions on foot, indifferent opening: “The rules of this shop: no food allowed outside, only one dish per meal per person, no trouble, no break-ins, three hours of operation. ”

“You're trying to emphasize that there's no break-in, right?” Zhao Ruge laughed softly. He didn't think of it. It was just a small shop in a bungalow. He actually made so many rules. The rules were made by people and used to break them.

The pedestrian frowned and said seriously: "No, what I want to emphasize is no fuss, no break-ins, and... three hours of opening time, and now there are only half an hour left. ”

“I told you to cook it. It's just a cook. Where'd you get all that crap? Ben, don't eat with you. It's for your face, not your face.” Zhao Rusheng was too lazy to listen to football crap, his face was cold, his anger drank, and he kicked a fat man next to his foot, allowing him to give up his position.

Another fool who offended the future chef god. Forced.

The pedestrian remains faceless, “Those who break the rules will be blacklisted in small stores and will never provide services, so please line up in order. ”

When he finished walking, he entered the kitchen, ignoring Zhao Ruge, who was shooting at the table in anger behind him.

Shortly afterwards, an egg fried rice was finished, walked out and placed directly in front of a fat man, ignoring Zhao Ruge's face.

Another egg fried rice is done, but still not for Zhao Ruge.

Seven servings of egg fried rice were cooked in a row. The intense scent covered the entire shop, as if the shop were an ocean of fragrance. Zhao Rusong was in it for years, and the smell kept pounding in his stomach.

“What the hell are you doing! My fried eggs aren't ready yet?!” Zhao Rusheng had endured it for a long time, and he finally couldn't help it.

The gait swept him lightly: “There are also three dried noodles, three sautéed green vegetables before your egg fried rice. ”

Zhao Ruge took a deep breath, his chest burned with anger, his hair did not wind automatically, and a luminous glow flowed over his skin.

“I really don't know who gave you this cook the courage to offend me, Zhao Ruge?” Zhao Rusong's eyes seemed to be gleaming, and the whole person had a terrible vibe.

Zhao Ruge's cultivation reached the ranking of a three-pint war fanatic and was also ranked high in the younger life of Emperor Du. Although much worse than the demons of Xiao Yanyu Yu in Xiao Province and Yang Chen in the small town, he was still quite impressive compared to Sun Qixiang's dudes.

“Are you going to do it in the shop? ”

The pedestrian formula was not at all frightened by the other party. Although Zhao Ruge's momentum was strong, it did not affect him at all.

“What if I smashed your little shop?” Zhao Ruge grinned, and he reached out his palm and a genuine qi flowed in his palm.

“More than a hundred people came to smash the store before you came, and they were all naked. Running back, you want to be naked. Ben?” He asked with no expression on his face.

Zhao Rutong stagnated and smiled with dismay: "Don't compare me to Zhao Rusong with those scum. If you beg forgiveness now, go and cook me an egg fried rice right away, Ben will forgive you, otherwise... you don't have to open your shop anymore. ”

“There are also three dried noodles and three fried green vegetables. ”

“Die! ”

Zhao Rusong was really angry. One step forward, the real air in his hand sprayed thin, and he walked towards the convenience of grabbing it. He was confident that a mortal could not escape his attack.

Walking calmly, he looked at Zhao Ruge, who was constantly approaching, the wind whistled, blowing his long hair.

Kim Fatty's eyes glanced, and the momentum on his body also changed sharply. At the tip of his toe, he actually floated like a swallow. He wanted to stop Zhao Ruge.

“Little White.” Slow paced.

Fat Kim's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a white metal puppet blocking his way.

Zhao Rusong slapped him hard on the metal puppet, but there was no movement.

Zhao Rusheng sang and Kim Fatty sang too.

“The troublemaker, take your clothes off to show the public! ”

Xiaobai's metal eyes flashed for a moment. Zhao Rusong and Fatty Jin felt like they were driving in the clouds.

“Boom!”

Zhao Ruge was thrown out of the shop first, and he fell into a mouth and ate mud. He felt a chill on his body. He found all his clothes missing, leaving only one pair of shameful pants.

Zhao Rugao looked up angrily at the small store, but his face quickly appeared frightened because he saw a pile of white flower fat flying out of the small store, wriggling towards him.

“Boom!” The whole ground was slightly shaken.

Fatty Kim felt like he was really a beeping dog. He really didn't want to make a scene. He just wanted to help.

Heavy on the ground, Fatty felt like he was pressing something under him, twisted his body, suddenly a raving sound came from the bottom, and he hurried up.

Zhao Ruge's nosebleeds flowed, and his sophisticated and handsome face became a little twisted.

He walked up to the door of the shop with his hands on his chest and behind him was a little white with a metallic glow.

“At the end of business hours today, come back tomorrow, please pay Yuanjing and Gold Coins, for a total of 31 Yuanjing and 800 Gold Coins. ”

The indifference of the gait swept a fat man's eyes.

The fat man was shaking and hurried to pay, and the latter group walked out of the shop.

Zhao Rusheng's face was full of shame, and he rose up with a harsh word and left in a hurry.

But in the back of the white flower, the deterrent power of the harsh words is basically zero.

“Ha ha! Your little shop has its own personality. We'll come back tomorrow!” Kim Fatty tasted the delicious egg fried rice and laughed. He shook his fat brothers and shivered the fat and left.

The big black dog lying at the door snuck out, his eyes rolled, and he went back to sleep.

The gait swept through the fat men's backs, closed the store door without expression, opened today, closed.

The walk back to the room calculates the completion of the task, earning a hundred dollars and a thousand gold coins in seven days. The task of this gold coin has been completed, Yuanjing is still about fifty pieces away, that is, five enhanced egg fried rice.

“But it should be soon, if those fat guys come back tomorrow.” The pedestrian rhymes.

……

“Huh? Isn't that Zhao Rugao, the son of the left? He learned to be naked, too. Ben, what a white ass!” The vegetable aunt mumbled.

“It's the son of the left, the white flower's ass looks better than the big girl's!” The brother-in-law who sold the pancakes yelled.

“Emperors have been naked lately. Why don't we go on a run sometime?” The big brother who hit the iron said coarsely.

……

“Fang Xiao Fang! If I don't destroy you, I won't call you Zhao Ruge!” Zhao Rusheng, who was holding a basket of dishes to cover his body, burst into tears and yelled.

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