(Wilfulness means another chapter to convey the will of this concept. Please reward me and vote for me!)
Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
Lin Chou stood in front of the gate of Jiushan Palace. The jade lion was still majestic and bright.
Behind him is the Mingguang Training Hall where he once risked his life.
The overall building of Jiushan Palace was gorgeous and solemn, with extraordinary momentum. Lin Chou looked out of place. His yellow washed cloth shirt, gray trousers, and messy hair looked like he had cut it casually in front of the mirror. Even the attendant standing at the door , are ten times more elegant than Lin Chou.
Lin Chou's clothes were antiques left over from her father's clothes. They were stiff and yellowish. She couldn't even rub them when washing them. Every time she rubbed them, there would be a rip.
I didn’t know how much hardship I had gone through that night when I was drunk with the clothes I brought from the wilderness. I couldn’t even wash them clean, so I had to find a random piece and put them on.
The system's crazy output of yellow characters is causing trouble.
"As a man who wants to become the future chef god, he should pay attention to his appearance and dress cleanly and neatly. Please ask the host to handle the external appearance as appropriate, including hair trimming, personal hygiene, clothing, etc. In addition, the host looks like garbage now. The scavengers on the pile are very poor. It’s hard to understand the aesthetics of lower primates! Damn it!”
He was used to living a hard life, and it was incredible to say that Lin Chou was in his twenties and had never bought a single piece of clothing. He only had clothes that his father had worn and had them remodeled and continued to wear.
The lack of daily necessities has made the entire Xiacheng District residents miserable. Lin Chou has grown up in this environment since he was a child, and he will not be able to turn around for a while.
The last time I bought some clothes, I was going to wear them when working in the kitchen.
“…”
Lin Chou felt that he was speechless more and more often, and if he continued like this, he would easily get sick.
"My clothes are nice, clean, and I look handsome."
After coughing and gathering his strength, Lin Chou said calmly to the waiter.
"I'm Lin Chou."
The waiter standing at the door was stunned for a while, then rushed in, "Manager Jingjing, Lin, Lin Chou is here, really here!"
"Why panic! You don't have to come to work tomorrow!"
"Ahem," a middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him, "I am Xue Tong, the lobby manager of Jiushan Palace. May I ask you, are you Lin Chou, the Lin family restaurant outside the city?"
"yes."
Xue Tong clasped his fists in greeting and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm waiting for you!"
All the tables and chairs in the lobby of Jiushan Palace have been removed. Two curved dining tables are facing each other in the middle of the hall, and all kinds of kitchen utensils are available in an orderly manner.
"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment and drink a cup of hot tea. The distinguished guests from Jiushan Palace and the friends who came to the banquet have not arrived yet."
People were taking their seats at the tables and chairs around the hall, including men, women and children, all dressed in extraordinary and impressive styles.
The skinny old man wearing a long black coat smiled and stood next to the main seat, "Dear friends, thank you for giving me the face of the Xue family. Please come today for no other reason than that my son was brutally murdered outside the city a few days ago. My old man Xue is not dead yet! Our Xue family can't just swallow this breath!... Jiushan Palace has been a cook for generations, and the craftsmanship has been passed down from ancestors. It was already famous before the catastrophe, and the inheritance has not been cut off to this day. Since they are all chefs , then we will fight like a chef and resolve this cause and effect."
Xue Zhen's eyes fell on Lin Chou, "What do you think, little friend Lin Chou?"
"good"
"Haha, okay!"
"good!"
Rather than giving Lin Chou and Xue Zhen time to prepare, it is better to say it is Xue Zhen's time to receive guests.
Xue Zhen walked from one table to another, chatting and laughing happily, looking like a worldly expert who was determined to win.
"Brother Lin." After being tapped on the shoulder, Lin Chou turned around and saw Huang Dashan's hairy face.
"Haha, look over there!"
Huang Dashan pointed and saw that on the tables in the back, Bai Qiongshou Team, Shen Feng and a pot of dazzling green were sitting at the same table.
Huang Dashan's team sat with Gao Xuan, as well as some familiar faces who often appeared in the tavern, obviously all here to support him.
"Brother Lin, don't worry. The Xue family can't cover up the sky with one hand in Mingguang. My brother is behind you and will support you!"
Lin Chou was a little moved and nodded to the people at the table over there with a smile.
Looking around, before he knew it, the huge hall of Jiushan Palace was full of people, chatting and laughing with each other, and their eyes frequently fell on Lin Chou.
There is curiosity, pity, appreciation, sympathy, and so on.
Lin Chou saw Leng Han and Wei Qingyu at the scene, sitting together with Wei Tianxing and Zhao Ziyu, surrounded by a large group of people. Wei Qingyu cast a charming look in the crowd and was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head. Zhao Ziyu clenched his fists to cheer him up without even noticing.
At the Eight Immortals table in the first row, there was a young man in black sitting alone, raising his glass to Lin Chou from a distance. It was Sikong.
In the private room on the second floor, Mo Wenwen stamped her feet, "Auntie, why did you come to this wretched place? I don't want to see him... He actually left us alone... What a nuisance!"
Mo Hongniang smiled and said, "Silly boy, meeting such an innocent little man is as rare as seeing the sun through the clouds. You are still too young."
"Hmph, Xingrong, plug your ears quickly. Our Xingrong is still young, so we can't listen to these 'vicissitudes of experience' sharing!"
Qin Xingrong said obediently and blocked her ears with her hands. "Mom, is this okay?"
"Yeah, Xingrong is good!"
...
At this time, an old man and a young man came out from behind.
The old man has pure white beard and hair, and his long beard hangs down to his chest, showing a translucent white color.
The long gown is pure white with fluttering sleeves, and she looks quite like an immortal.
The old man cupped his hands downwards, "Who is Lin Chou, kid, who is plotting against my grandson! And dares to challenge the majesty of my Jiushan Palace? Cough cough cough."
Feeling relieved, he turned around and asked the young man behind him, "Ming Fang grandson, did Fourth Grandpa remember the lines correctly?"
Xue Mingfang twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a dumbfounded voice, "Grandpa, you'd better sit down first, or you'll cough again."
Xue Zhen said respectfully, "Fourth Master, why did you come out today?"
"Of course I will come!" the old man said loudly, "Avenging my grandson is a matter of course. Xue Zhen, you must do your best!"
The old man spoke with great momentum, and some people in the crowd raised their hands to signal.
"Who is this?" someone asked.
"The previous head of the Xue family, the master of the Jiushan Palace, Xue Guangyuan."
"That Xue Guangyuan who is not even at the first level but lives for one hundred and thirty years?"
"Exactly."
Xue Zhen turned around and took care of everyone before returning to the stage.
"My Xue family has been passed down by one line since our ancestors. The craft of medicated diet was already famous before the catastrophe. Now, the craft has reached its peak. Little friend Lin, you must think carefully!"
"I lose, let me do whatever you want!"
Wei Qingyu was anxious, "This idiot, is he stupid?"
Wei Tianxing still smiled, "It's okay, just wait and see what happens."
