A beautiful annihilation battle.

A whole pot of lotus leaf and lotus soup was eaten by Mr. Shang.

Then Zhou Dong returned to the kitchen under the complex and unsightly gaze of Mr. Shang Qingxiong, joined forces with Huang Sixia, and produced another lotus leaf and lotus soup, which made the merchant live happily for three generations.

"The old man hasn't been so energetic for a long time. After lunch, he punched, the simplest and most practical military boxing.

Although I am old and have no strength when I punched me, my son is very pleased..."

Mr. Shang smiled. This person who held the power of China was now a filial son, no different from Zhou Dong's memory of his uncle next door.

"I asked Master Huang, this lotus leaf lotus soup is just a chicken soup, lotus leaves, and several common rice. How can it have such an effect? ​​Can diet therapy really be so magical? Can Master Zhou solve my doubts?"

With his identity as such, he rarely speaks to others like this. It is considered an unprecedented success when facing Zhou Dong.

"Uh, that's it..."

Zhou Dong was a little embarrassed and didn't want to deceive Mr. Shang, but he couldn't say that the rice used to make lotus leaf and lotus soup was actually the top-notch rice he exchanged from the system. Now, I'm afraid I can't buy it for a lot of money these days, so I had to say, "How does Mr. Shang feel? You also ate this dish."

"It's strange. Although Qingxiong and I were both good at eating, they didn't have the effect of my father. We just felt warm in our stomachs and were very comfortable."

"That's right. Rice is a kind of support, not to mention that the rice at home is top-notch. The fly-headed rice found by Master Huang is even more tribute rice of this era. Eating it will definitely be good for the health.

But it is mainly because Mr. Shang is older and his appetite is no longer as good as when he was young. If I guess correctly, his appetite in recent years should be worse than that in a year, right?"

Zhou Dong is a more 'charlatan' saying. Anyone with some observation and common sense can know that Mr. Shang must have a gradual decline in appetite at his age: "Only, he eats less, and over time it will be manifested as a decrease in energy.

Today I changed to the newcomer, and I cooked the more interesting lotus leaf and lotus porridge. Only then did he have a big appetite and eat more than usual, so naturally he is more energetic than usual. After all, he is a person with iron rice and steel, Mr. Shang..."

"It makes sense, it turns out that you are not only good at cooking but also eloquent."

Mr. Shang looked at Zhou Dong with a deep meaning and smiled: "But don't erase your credit. I still believe in the matter of 'diet therapy'.

Don't worry, I never force anyone, because I can see that you are a person who likes freedom.

I really want to thank you today. If possible, please tell Master Huang about the recipe for lotus leaf and lotus soup, so that the old man can eat it when he wants to."

The superiors naturally have the pride of the superiors. Since we see that Zhou Dong has no intention of power, Mr. Shang will not force him. With more good chefs in the world, he will not ask Zhou Dong for any conditions.

"Mr. Shang, please rest assured. I will definitely tell Master Huang everything I know."

"Well, I will feel much more at ease if you attend this April State Banquet." Mr. Shang took the initiative to change the topic.

"Mr. Shang, I can't understand. When you have your identity, you will mind a banquet?"

Zhou Dong can understand that Fengcang Yanshan and the others in Lingzhen paid attention to this banquet, but they really cannot understand that Mr. Cang would also value it so much. This seems a bit unreasonable.

"Why can't I mind?"

Mr. Shang smiled and said, "Although all the top figures from all over the world participate, in fact, when we really get to the dinner table, everyone is similar to ordinary people, and each has their own face to maintain, and even I am no exception.

Otherwise, why do all countries have to have a drinker attending the meeting? They are also afraid of being drunk. Things like drinking lawsuits are not only happening among the people.

I heard that you have a lot of money, and they are afraid of drinking Cang Yanshan? OK, okay, you really have a hero when you are young."

"You've been over the award..."

Zhou Dong Dahan, it seems that the folk legend is true. People who can drink have a future.

***

The departure of the National Banquet Chef Class is incomprehensible. Zhou Dong originally thought that a large group of people should have rushed to the airport and transported them directly to the destination. When the bigwigs from all over the country met, they were kneading dough, the pots of the pots, the chickens of the chickens, and the fish of the fish. The scene was lively and the fragrance was boiling. Shouldn't it be like this?

"Of course it's not like that. What you're talking about is holding a banquet in the countryside..."

Hearing Zhou Dong’s question, Cang Yanshan gave him a blank look. What do you think of such a high-ranking national banquet?

"But it shouldn't be just a few of us going, right? What about the people from the Baikening Group? What about the people from the other groups?"

Looking at Ling Zhenfeng sitting beside him, then looking at Cang Yanshan, who was smiling opposite him and a man with a tall face as bright as Guan Gong and a tall figure, Zhou Dong couldn't even figure it out. Why did this look like a few people were traveling together?

If it weren't for the beautiful Black Si stewardess beside him, he would always run to him for no reason and spit bubbles and say nothing, Zhou Dong simply wondered if he was dreaming?

I recall that I was dragged onto the plane by Cang Yanshan and Ling Zhenfeng sneakily early in the morning. They didn't say anything about being beaten to death along the way. When I arrived at the airport, I even picked up the red-faced person and pulled him onto the plane...

Why do you seem to be kidnapped?

This feeling is very bad. Zhou Dong missed the days with Shang Qingxiong at this moment. That guy didn't look stupid, but he never hid it in front of him.

"Brother Zhou, I know you have a lot of questions. I will answer them one by one..."

Ling Zhenfeng smiled and said, "I will introduce you to you first. This person's surname is Hao, his name is Aiguo, and Comrade Hao Aiguo."

Zhou Dong nodded, thinking that he could tell that those who blushed were basically loyal and patriotic.

"Brother Zhou became famous late in Qinxing. He had basically never communicated with Qinxing people in Chu. It's normal for Lao Hao to know your name. Lao Hao, don't care?"

Cang Yanshan continued.

The red-faced man smiled: "How can I do it? I have been relied on the name of the God Transformation Hand for a long time."

If it is a person on the Bai desk, he will call Zhou Weiwang and Team Leader Zhou. If it is a wine circle, he will call Zhou Jiushen. Now he only calls Zhou Dong the God Transformation Hand, obviously becoming famous on other desks.

Zhou Dong was also very curious about his identity, but he was sure that he was also a big shot in diligence.

"He was a master of cooking, and now he is in charge of cold dishes in the National Banquet Group. He is the leader of our cold dishes. Brother Zhou, Lao Hao is also a close figure in his diligence. In fact, if it weren't for each cuisine, he would have to be a senior citizen. If the position of the master is limited, he would have become a master."

This made Hao Aiguo wave his hands repeatedly: "I dare not say that, but I dare not say that..."
Chapter completed!