A meal may seem very important to outsiders, but to Zhao Fuyu, it is just a slightly unusual meal.
Not only did he continue to operate, but he also followed his grandmother's instructions and didn't close until four in the morning.
As the lights of the fire dimmed at night, Zhao Fuyu did not go back to rest directly.
After the last test, when he came back from the multi-world restaurant, time in this world would not flow, which meant that he had much more time than ordinary people to exercise again.
You know, that 'Hell's Bliss Noodle' should also be completed!
As the invisible power spread, the long river of time and space splashed again, and then Zhao Fuyu's figure disappeared into the night fire again.
...
"Dad, I'm back!"
In the Yukihira Hotel, Yukihira Seiichiro was taking a nap with a cigarette in his mouth.
This wave of guests in the evening made him very busy. Without the help of his silly son, he had to take care of so many guests, which was a warm-up for his old bones.
He turned his head lazily when he heard Soma Yukihira's voice.
"Hey, it seems like you gained a lot..."
"Brother Fuyu didn't make things difficult for you?"
Only when a truly strong person faces someone of the same kind will they notice the aura of the opponent.
In fact, if Seiichiro hadn't received an unexpected phone call after returning home, he wouldn't have remembered it.
What was the aura he noticed when he saw Zhao Fuyu that day.
That's why Seiichiro isn't worried at all about Yukihira Soma running away to learn something, as long as his stupid son doesn't offend others.
"It's amazing, it's amazing."
"Dad, you didn't see it, it's just a 'sweet and sour short rib'."
"Whether it's the heat, seasoning, cutting, production, or even the blockage and control of the aroma, it's all reached the pinnacle."
"You even look like me, dad."
"No...it's very much like Dad, you are serious about taking action."
Hearing his son's babble, a hint of surprise flashed across Seiichiro's smiling eyes.
'Does it look like when I'm cooking? '
'That boy... how fast is his progress? What kind of peerless monster did that old woman raise? ! '
I originally thought that Yukihira Souma was already a good member of the younger generation, but now it seems that he is still far behind in comparison.
But Seiichiro has confidence in this guy Yukihira Soma.
Qualifications and talents are one thing, but when it comes to cooking, a firm and passionate heart is the most important thing.
His son happens to be a guy who has infinite enthusiasm for cooking, and even regards his life as his own!
'Zhuzhu...you should also take a good look in the sky, our children have grown up. '
Thinking of the woman who was worthy of everything for him, Yukihira Seiichiro's eyes became soft and warm at some point.
And Xing Ping Soma, who kept talking about what he had gained from Zhao Fuyu, obviously didn't notice all this.
...
With her bright red tongue licking her lips from time to time, Busujima Saeko walked on the street carrying a long object wrapped in cloth, with a cherry-red face.
The beautiful eyes are affectionate, and the steps jump from time to time, causing the well-developed panda to tremble slightly.
Just like the young girl Huaichun who just fell in love.
'That smell...'
'Sure enough, he is the most suitable man for me. '
Thinking of the meal he ordered just now and Zhao Fuyu's performance, Busujima Saeko couldn't help but feel hot all over.
'Only people like him don't care about my problems...'
'Can solve my regret! '
The smile bloomed on her face, like a blooming flower, overflowing with fragrance, which made Busujima Saeko's beauty even more unbearable and exciting.
At this moment, several dark figures surrounded him.
It makes the spring waves in Busujima Saeko's eyes even more charming.
Untying the cloth bag in her hand, she pulled out a dark wooden knife.
As the lustful eyes gradually came closer, bloodthirsty excitement continued to invade the whole body.
"You...um..."
"come together!"
The wooden knife hit the body like a speeding motorcycle, making a dull sound of fracture.
"Kakaka!"
However, after a dozen breaths, there were several more idiots on the ground who only took in air and had no outlet.
Busujima Saeko wrapped up the wooden sword again with satisfaction, and then disappeared into the street.
...
"Bujima Saeko?"
"I seem to have heard of this child, a poor child with the heart of Shura..."
Fengrinji Miu's grandfather was known as the invincible superman, but he dressed exactly like the legendary martial sage from Zhongzhou. Fengrinji Miu's Hayato touched his golden beard with a thoughtful look on his face.
"What's the meaning?"
Miyu looked confused about her grandfather's feelings.
At this time, Shirahama Kenichi had been called to exercise again.
Since there are such good resources from Zhao Fuyu, we can speed up the training of Kenichi.
This was the unanimous thought of all the martial arts masters in Liangshanbo after learning about Zhao Fuyu's situation. Therefore, Kenichi Shirahama did not participate in the discussion in Liangshanbo, but went through the arduous and necessary harsh hell-like training outside.
"A child who lives in the Busujima family and has a talent for killing punches known as the 'Heart of Shura'. However, he has a delicate and gentle character. He will feel guilty for the excitement of severely injuring his opponent."
"How could it not be pitiful?"
The person who answered Miu was not Fuureinji Hayato, but Misakiji Akiyu, another master of Ryoyama Toru, the philosophical jujutsu martial artist!
This knowledgeable artist and martial artist is good at various styles of jujitsu, judo, and wrestling. Through his own training, he has trained all the muscles in his body to balance explosive power, endurance, and endurance. The man with 'pink skin'.
After hearing Qiu Yu's answer, Meiyu was obviously stunned, but soon she mentioned another core figure in the restaurant again.
Zhao Fuyu!
"His cooking..."
"It's amazing, and the aroma is soul-taking."
"What the hell is that, and why have I lost all my martial artist instincts?"
Speaking of this, Feng Linji Miu still had some palpitations.
The instinct and will honed by years of martial arts training completely failed at that moment, as if a person suddenly lost his left and right hands.
The feeling of confusion and powerlessness is absolutely amazing!
"The fragrance is so soul-stirring..."
"I know a little bit, but if it's as good as what I know...the chef and owner of that restaurant...it's not that simple!"
A middle-aged, decadent man with a short stature and a beard that even reached his cheeks was half lying on the ground, with a hint of surprise on his face.
Born in Zhongzhou, he is familiar with things in the cooking world, which is much better than Dongying's colleagues in the martial arts world.
But even so, it's still too amazing that a young chef can already use the method of 'scent of the soul'.
Because it is in Zhongzhou, it must be something that special chefs who have passed the special examination can master!
Just when he was hesitant to tell the others this.
A man with a strong build, wearing jeans with his shirt open, revealing a solid muscular chest, broke in.
"That guy, that guy, is in Italy!"
"And...the natural disasters have been found."
"Now...there is a war going on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a burst of crazy laughter throughout the world.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Hahahaha, fight, there will be more fights!!"
Immediately afterwards, a vast wave of power flashed away.
Only the faces of everyone in Liangshanbo were left with expressions of horror...
