"Waiting"
The young man snapped his fingers and entered the kitchen.
Zhang Wei took the opportunity to flirt with the girl. If the hanging threads were classified into different categories, Zhang Wei was the bolder hanging thread type. He was dark-hearted and thick-skinned. He was not afraid of blows and became more courageous the more frustrated he got.
"It doesn't look big, you"
"Ahem, where are you looking? I'm talking about age."
"Where do you go to school?"
"No. 8 Middle School, oh, I also went to school there. The girls in No. 8 Middle School are as beautiful as the others."
"What, you like playing football, I like it too"
"I don't believe it. Football is played with two feet. I didn't cover it randomly."
…
Zhang Wei was talking nonsense to the girl, and it took him less than twenty minutes to find out the details of the girl. Her name was Qiu Wen, a very good name. She is fifteen years old this year, and she is only sixteen years old. She is eight years old. He went to middle school and was a freshman in high school. Because he often worked part-time at Shishen Xiaozhu, he had a good relationship with his boss Gao Yi.
Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance wafted out from the back kitchen and instantly filled the entire store.
"It smells so good. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can be sure that this egg fried rice is made of golden scrambled eggs wrapped in pearl-like rice grains. It's as beautiful as a work of art."
Zhang Wei squinted his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it.
Qiu Wen got up and went into the kitchen. After a while, he brought a plate to Zhang Wei, who was still squinting his eyes. He put the plate on the table and said with a smile: "Here comes the artwork."
Zhang Wei slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qiu Wen with a smile on his face.
"Today is your birthday, happy birthday"
"Thanks"
Qiu Wen smiled sweetly.
Zhang Wei looked at the egg fried rice on the table and his expression froze.
What the hell?
It's all black and bumpy. This is something made by humans.
Is this really for people to eat?
It’s still the God of Food Xiaozhu, but the Xiaozhu of the God of Shit is pretty much the same.
After changing his mind, Zhang Wei looked at Qiu Wen with an unkind expression.
"You are kidding me"
Qiu Wen's expression was a little embarrassed. The boss fried the egg fried rice like this and was questioned by the customers. She didn't know how to explain it, so she could only laugh and said: "As the saying goes, you can't tell a person by his appearance. You have to taste it first."
"Taste your uncle, think of me as a fool!"
Zhang Wei stood up, slapped the case, turned around and left.
Bang, a burst of severe pain struck, and Zhang Wei's not-so-tall body fell to the ground.
…
Shangqing view.
Chu Feng was meditating when he suddenly smelled a strong stench.
"This seems to be the smell of egg fried rice. How could someone make egg fried rice smell so bad?"
After sniffing a few times, Chu Feng closed his eyes again.
But as time went by, the stench became stronger and stronger, to the point where it was intolerable.
"Where did it come from?"
Chu Feng endured the feeling of vomiting, got up, left the house, and came to the courtyard, only to find that the whole courtyard was filled with a foul smell.
In order to find out where the stench came from, Chu Feng used teleportation to move among the mountains and constantly appeared in major temples. But the strong stench was the same everywhere.
"It's strange why the others didn't react. Could it be that only Pindao smelled it?"
While teleporting, Chu Feng found that the monks and tourists all looked normal.
"Find someone to ask."
Ten miles east of Lingchan Temple, in a forest, a red car was shaking regularly, looking like a patient suffering from some kind of disease.
Chu Feng fell from the sky and saw a red car. He stretched out his hand on the coated glass window where he couldn't see inside and knocked a few times.
The shaking car suddenly became quiet.
"Monk Huihai, pull down the glass. I want to ask you something?"
Chu Feng increased the intensity of the blow.
In less than three seconds, the coated glass lowered, revealing a shirtless bald monk.
"Chen Chen……"
"Stop stuttering, do you smell a bad smell?"
Chu Feng asked with a frown.
Hui Hai sniffed it hard and said awkwardly: "It smells a little bit!"
Chu Feng was stunned and glanced at a young woman behind Hui Hai whose face was covered by her hair. She had a naked lower body, slender legs, and fair and rosy skin. His face sank.
"That's not what Pindao asked about. It's the smell of egg fried rice."
“The egg fried rice doesn’t taste like anything”
Huihai sniffed a few more times and shook his head with a blank expression.
Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked the young woman behind Hui Hai.
"Girl, do you smell it?"
"without"
The young woman's voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing.
Chu Feng sniffed it for a few times, took a step forward, and disappeared.
The car's glass was pulled up.
The faint sound of a woman breathing could be heard.
"There is...someone, please don't"
"He is not human, do it again"
Following Hui Hai's voice, the car continued to shake regularly.
Shangqing Temple, in the courtyard.
The sunlight was shining, adding a kind of holy beauty to the dilapidated building. With a hiss, a wet cat emerged from the grass with a crucian carp in its mouth.
Whoa, a golden light flashed, and Chu Feng appeared.
The black cat was so frightened that the cat on its back exploded, and the crucian carp fell to the dirt.
"Taoist Master, you scared me to death"
"Lazy cat, do you smell a bad smell?"
Chu Feng asked directly.
The black cat was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, looking embarrassed.
"I just rode a very beautiful tabby cat, it has some taste."
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes. What day is it today? The monk is in spring and so is the cat.
"Taoist Priest, I won't dare to do it next time"
The black cat was extremely nervous. It had been following Chu Feng for a while and had listened to many rules and regulations. I know that Chu Feng has strict requirements in this regard.
Chu Feng didn't say anything, just looked at the black cat.
"I also rode one yesterday"
Black Cat continued to confess.
"The day before yesterday, two"
“At the end of last month, I rode a little tiger in the wildlife park.”
"Stop it"
Chu Feng couldn't stand listening anymore. What's this? This bad cat not only rides a cat, but also rides a tiger.
"Tao, Taoist Master"
The black cat was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
"Confined for three days, reflect carefully"
Chu Feng waved his hand and sealed the black cat underground.
In order to find out where the stench came from, Chu Feng released thousands of clones and cast a net to find the source of the odor.
Unexpectedly, in this way, the odor absorbed increased thousands of times.
"it stink"
Chu Feng's body almost fainted and fell to the ground.
God of Cookery.
Zhang Wei was awakened by a stinging feeling. When he opened his eyes, he saw the shop owner Gao Yi and the waiter Qiu Wen looking at him without saying a word and nervously asking: "You, what do you want?"
"eat"
Qiu Wen pushed the appalling-looking egg fried rice in front of Zhang Wei.
"I, I eat"
Zhang Wei, who had already regarded Gao Yi and Qiu Wen as crazy, obediently picked up a small white spoon, took a spoonful of egg fried rice, and put it into his mouth.
“That’s pretty much it”
Qiu Wen nodded with satisfaction.
"Pfft, it stinks"
Zhang Wei spit out all the egg fried rice he had eaten.
