The pet king of the city

"I understand."

Chen Lie suddenly felt an emotion.

Ren Qing and the others were all at a loss, and Lao Li and the insiders were also puzzled!

The ghost-eye civilization that can't figure it out: "Xiaolie, can you make it clear? Don't play dumb puzzles with us!"

Chen Lie asked, "You said, how many times have I made buns among the enemies I defeated?"

"Once, or twice?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Gu Xiaoyu answered in a daze.

Guiyan said: "The important thing is not this, but the meaning of the bun itself."

Gu Xiaoyu was even more puzzled, and asked, "Isn't a bun just a bun, what's the potential meaning?"

Lao Li explained: "Xiao Lie has cooked a lot of delicacies. In addition to the noodles that make people remember, there are fish soup, steamed buns and other unique skills. Steamed buns are typical, and among them, he has defeated this big category. Twice rivals; and this category can be seen everywhere in our lives, the deepest feeling."

Guiyan said: "Because we have the deepest feelings, when we eat steamed buns, we will naturally compare them with Xiao Lie's kind of memorable steamed steamed buns. But if you suddenly see another kind of steamed buns that are equally delicious, Will it be compared with Xiaolie?"

Gu Xiaoyu and others nodded instinctively.

"In short, Ghost Chef is going my way again."

Chen Lie concluded: "He not only wants to defeat the enemies I have defeated, but also to form a crush in the field where the enemy is best, but also wants to be famous in the food field where I have been outstanding, so that the entire circle, even the whole People in the East know that he is not inferior to me."

"Three-pronged approach!"

"My God, how deep is his mind!"

"Such an enemy is terrible."

The girls' faces changed drastically.

The same goes for Fatty An and Wang Yishan.

Chen Lie continued: "If I guessed correctly, then the next step is pasta. If he can show off in this field, it can create some reputation pressure on me."

Guiyan asked with a smile: "Looking at your expression, it seems that you are not very afraid."

Chen Lie asked back: "What is he worthy of my fear?"

Ghost Eye asked: "Do you have a countermeasure?"

Instead, Chen Lie asked, "I wonder if you can invite Nan Nantong Zhou Bantong for me later?"

Old Li questioned: "Zhou Bantong is about to compete, what do you want to communicate with him?"

"Not communication."

Chen Lie smiled and said, "I saw Zhou Bantong's spirit didn't seem to be very good before, so I just wanted to make him a few buns."

"what?"

Chen Lie's words irritated everyone a bit dazed.

"it is good!"

"Sing so good."

"One more song! Bailing, you sing one more song, any song you want."

At this time Braun just finished singing.

Its singing conquered the audience, making everyone almost forget to taste the delicious food prepared by the chefs.

But I have to say.

This meal requires food and food, singing and singing, and having a comfortable life is almost the best journey they have had.

A few hours later.

Nantong Zhou Bantong, Guiyan, and Lao Li sat in the most advanced box and tasted the buns made by Chen Lie.

On the other side, Ren Qing and other women, Fatty An and other familiar chefs are also waiting for the response of the three seniors.

"This steamed bun is delicious, but it's not as delicious as that amazing feeling."

After eating one, Lao Li, who ate the second one, looked at Chen Lie in wonder and asked, "Xiao Lie, the buns you made this time seem to be out of standard."

Ghost Eyes in turn helped Chen Lie speak: "Xiao Lie's buns this time are definitely master-level works, but we are familiar with Xiao Lie's casual shots, which are the best food at the master level, and we feel that Xiao Lie has fallen short."

"maybe."

Old Li dropped his hand disappointedly.

however.

Zhou Bantong ate the fourth without a word.

Everyone realized Zhou Bantong's abnormality.

Guiyan asked: "Lao Zhou, are you really that hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, but tired."

Zhou Bantong smiled and asked: "You said a half-old man who is close to 60 years old, and then didn't sleep well all night, took a nap and was disturbed by this or that. Would you be tired?"

"Who disturbed you!"

The ghost eye exploded immediately.

Influencing the dormancy of competitors is simply the most inferior means of competition.

Guiyan didn't expect someone to play such a trick under his nose.

"It's not the ghost chefs, but my people."

Zhou Bantong smiled bitterly: "It is my apprentices who disturb my sleep. Some persuaded me not to be true to the ghost chef, some said that they prepared the best materials for me. It was just a nap, and I woke up intermittently three times. How could I be energetic? It."

Old Li questioned: "But you don't look like you're not energetic now."

"Yes."

Zhou Bantong loosened his neck a few times, picked up the fourth steamed bun, and said, "I don't know what happened. I actually regained a lot of energy after eating this meat steamed bun with ordinary spices."

Having said this, Zhou Bantong murmured curiously: "I have eaten a lot of things I usually improve, such as tea, nutrition, stew, etc. I have tried everything, but never so comfortable and natural. It seems to be..."

Zhou Bantong wanted to find a metaphor, but he was short of words and couldn't organize it.

The culture of Ghost Eye is still high, and he asked, "It's like eating, not only the strength is back, but the spirit is also improved."

"Yes, exactly!"

Zhou Bantong clapped his hands for sure.

Lao Li looked at Ghost Eye and asked, "I said Lao Zhu, do you think your physical strength is much better."

"Don't tell me, I feel like I have taken a two-hour nap, and my strength has improved a lot."

Ghost Eye turned around and asked, "Is it because we lazy old men are heartless and rest all day, so I didn't feel it before."

Old Li smiled.

Zhou Bantong asked: "Mr. Chen, you suddenly invited us to give us a taste of buns with such magical powers. Why on earth?"

"No reason!"

Chen Lie said naturally, "I just ask you to taste it."

"There must be a secret, but you won't tell it."