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Wang’s shop.

Su Qiong just cooked the braised pork and put it in a special warm container.

but.

After he had just installed the braised pork, he suddenly remembered that a group of evil dogs were blocking the door outside.

Subconsciously.

He was suddenly upset.

There are evil dogs blocking the road, even if the other party sends a special picker, they can't get in.

What can I do?

You can't scare them away with a kitchen knife, right?

This doesn't work at all.

Those people are like sticky dog-skin plasters, bullying and fearing hardship. Although they will be afraid of the knife in their hands, they can't scare them away!

Furthermore.

Even if the food picker is able to come in and take the food, what should I do if it is snatched by the gangster?

Su Qiong thought more and more anxiously.

"Are you Mr. Su Qiong!?"

Just now.

The closed store door was suddenly opened.

"I am a staff member sent by the company to pick up the meal. Are you all ready?"

Li Qiang, who opened the door, asked with a trademark smile.

"Ma... immediately!"

Su Qiong stunned slightly and said quickly.

"Can I ask you something, how did you come in, it's not outside..."

Su Qiong expressed the doubt in her heart.

"Oh, you said those bastards have been driven away by the security staff of our [God of Cooking] company."

Li Qiang smiled slightly, just about to point to the three big guys, and found that the other party hadn't come in at all.

"Security personnel?"

Su Qiong was even more puzzled.

Do all the food pickers arrange bodyguards with them these days?

How is this the same as acting in a movie?

Su Qiong was confused, but it was obviously not the time for him to think too much.

After all, the dishes are not ready yet!

Burying the doubts in her heart, Su Qiong hurried to make his last dish.

...

...

Li Qiang moved quickly and hurried to the destination designated by the company after taking the meal.

After arriving, I discovered that there was a small helicopter waiting there.

to be frank.

When Li Qiang grew up so old, it was the first time he saw someone transport a meal in a helicopter.

Is this something a small company with an investment of only 10 million can do?

Li Qiang is full of question marks in his forehead.

...

...

An elegant and simple villa on the second floor in Anping Town.

"Mr. Lin, according to the display on the [God of Cooking] APP, the dishes that need your personal review have arrived!"

"Come in!"

Lin Moran nodded.

[God of Cooking] The APP was made by people who had nothing to do in the past few days. It was launched directly on major platforms without going through the process of internal testing.

As for the result, it is obvious.

Except for the downloads by him and the staff of the established [God of Cooking] company, almost no outsiders download it.

Even though it has been online these days, the number of downloads has not exceeded 50.

But Lin Moran didn't care about this.

He is only interested in making this software. It is the best to make money, even if it does not make money, it does not matter.

After this time of accumulation, his wealth has reached a level where he doesn't even know the specific number, and Lin Moran is no longer his original idea.

Whether he can earn money by doing things is no longer the most important goal, and interest seems to have a primary trend.

of course.

Although he is not short of money now, Lin Moran will not be full and feel that his money will never be spent.

There may be that day, but it is obviously not now.

Although most of them now act according to their own interests, Lin Moran also has his own principles. He will never touch those who invest too much and exceed his capacity and scope. Similarly, he will also violate laws and morals. Never touch it.

A principled life may seem boring, but you can have a clear conscience.

The reason why Lin Moran founded the God of Cooking is very simple, that is, to enrich his taste buds.

The food at Zhengtai Restaurant is indeed good, and many of them are Lin Moran who can never tire of eating.

However, the location of Chint Restaurant is rather special, located in the most prosperous city center of Rongcheng. Moreover, due to its positioning and the particularity of the ingredients, Chint Restaurant only provides dine-in meals and does not provide any takeaway.

Once he returned to Anping Town, it would be difficult to taste it again.

Although his identity and shares in the Chint Restaurant can easily allow them to provide free takeaway services to himself, or directly let Chint Restaurant assign a gold medal chef to be his personal chef, Lin Moran does not want this.

There is no other reason, it is too troublesome.

The chefs of Chint Restaurant are all performing their duties. One is not more than one, and it is just right. Each cook has his own task. It is easy for him to come by one, but Chint Restaurant wants to add another one. It's difficult, but his own business will be affected.

Lin Moran didn't want to do this kind of thankless thing.

not to mention.

He also wants to try new flavors.

Chint’s food is definitely one of the best, but if a dish is always eaten in this way, even the most delicious thing will end up like chewing wax.

If Lin Moran's thoughts were known to others, he would definitely be jealous.

mmp...

We may not be able to eat in our dreams, but you are good, you can be tired of eating, do you want to bully people like this!

...

...

"Mr. Lin, this is a tasting dish delivered by air..."

Deng Er brought up the food, opened the lunch box one by one, and his tone became strange involuntarily.

The top is ordinary, but the simplest cold dishes.

And below is something beyond his Deng Er's imagination.

In the eye, there are three fat and big cooked chickens.

This cooked plum chicken is very big, each of them weighs four or five catties.

"Mr. Lin, these chickens are completely cold, how can you eat them in this cold weather, or I can help you withdraw them?"

Deng Er frowned and said quickly.

"No need to!"

Lin Moran waved his hand.

"I think there is something mysterious in these chickens!"

With the corners of his mouth raised slightly, Lin Moran smiled softly, smiling like the brightest sunlight.

"Come here with a knife!"

Lin Moran said softly.

"Good, Mr. Lin!"

Although I don't know why Lin Moran suddenly asked for a knife, Deng Er has his own self-knowledge. What the boss ordered, whether you know it or not, you must do it and do it well!!!

The boss may not like stupid employees, but he certainly does not like lazy employees.

"Mr. Lin, the knife you want."

Deng Er quickly went back, and soon returned with a brand new fruit knife.

Lin Mo Ran took the fruit knife, and without a word, he pulled down the middle of the cooked chickens slowly.

"Puff......"

Accompanied by bursts of slight noises, the extremely sharp blade slowly slashed across the breast of the cooked chicken.

next moment.

A scene that shocked everyone happened.

Just in the abdomen of these cooked chickens, there was actually a burst of heat slowly surging up...

At the beginning, the heat was still a little green, but after a while, it already seemed like a thousand miles of wolf smoke...

"Sure enough!"

Lin Moran's brows gradually unfolded.