Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 182

"What are you doing here?" Master Zhan and the owner of Bianyifang, who are now one head and two adults, face the chef in the imperial dining room, and they don't know what to do at all.

Seeing that the waiter was not outside to appease the customers, but brought people here, he couldn't help but ask.

"Boss, Master Zhan, I brought them here to help you." The waitress walked up and said worriedly.

Bianyifang is already her other home.

How could she not be worried when something happened at home?

"Hey, hurry up and take the customers away, don't trouble the customers." Master Zhan waved his hands with a serious face, and at the same time looked at Wu Tian with an apologetic face, the little guy said: "Two respected customers, really I'm sorry, you came here to taste the roast duck I made, but today I let you down, it's my fault."

Master Zhan has always adhered to a philosophy.

Customer is god!
Over the years, nothing has changed.

Master Zhan's attitude also made Wu Tian's eyes brighten. He didn't expect such a person to exist in the city.

rare,

rare!

The waitress said: "Master Zhan, boss, these two guests are not simple, and they also come from Jianghu and Shanmen."

"Really?" The boss's eyes brightened. If so, he can deal with the imperial dining room.

"No, no." Master Zhan waved his hand, this was originally his family business!If the customer is asked to help, leading to a duel between the two major rivers and lakes, at that time, there will be casualties,

How can he bear it?
"What Jianghu Shanmen?"

"Yes, tell me, which Jianghu mountain gate is it?"

"My imperial dining room is familiar with all the Jianghu and Shanmen."

The people in the imperial dining room were right next to them, and when they heard that there were people from Jianghu and Shanmen who wanted to help Master Zhan, they all became angry one by one.

Their imperial dining room belongs to Jianghu Mountain Gate.

But force won't work,
So how can they exist for such a long time?

It is because of their cooking skills.

The disciples of the imperial dining room were all assigned to cook in other rivers and lakes one by one.

It can be said that in every rivers, lakes and mountain gates, the five surnames and seven clans have to sell them the imperial dining room to save face.

"It's me." The little guy walked out with his hands on his hips, very tugging, but his voice was so childish, he couldn't show the air of a big sister: "I am the head of Wudang, give me some face, this matter, Let that be it."

The people in the imperial dining room couldn't help laughing when they heard this. They also heard that the new head of Wudang was a child.
Didn't expect it to be true.

Zhang Xiguan, the head of the imperial dining room, also smiled.He thought some powerful person wanted to help Master Zhan, but it turned out to be a brat.

Wudang,
You are lost!

Of course, Zhang Xiguan also knew that the declining Wudang was stronger than their imperial dining room, so today, he, Zhang Xiguan, also invited people.

"Oh Amitabha!" A person stood up from behind Zhang Xiguan,
He was dressed in a yellow cassock, and at first glance, he seemed to have the fruit of the Arhat Dao, and he seemed to be glaring at the Vajra.

Shaolin and Wudang, in ancient times, were Taishan Beidou among the gates of rivers and lakes.However, since Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang has not been as good as one generation after another.But Shaolin is different, it is still the top of the world.

And this time it is the first seat of Shaolin Arhat Hall, Yongdong.

There are ten cooks in the imperial dining room, and they go to Shaolin Temple to cook vegetarian dishes. It can be said that Shaolin monks cannot do without the vegetarian dishes in the imperial dining room.

This time, the imperial dining room asked for something, and the abbot of Shaolin was in a dilemma, but the head of the Arhat Hall, who was always moving, agreed.

Yongdong has now stood up, and just now, when he spoke, "Oh Amitabha Buddha" shocked everyone present, and their ears rang.

The people in the imperial dining room looked at Yongdong, they were all respectful, as if they saw a Buddha.

At this moment, the boss also thought that the perpetual kinetic energy was on the side of justice, and hurriedly said: "Master, you have to make the decision for me."

Boss, Master Zhan puts his hope on Yongdong.

The waitress was anxious for a while, the onlookers could tell, she could see that Yongdong was invited by the people from the Imperial Dining Room, how could she make decisions for the people from the Bianyifang?

Sure enough, Yongdong looked at Master Zhan, and said straight away: "There is a definite number for the origin and extinction. Donor, your son is a mortal, and Zhang Xiguan's son is a kitchen god. He is really suitable for Hua Lingxiu. Let them be fulfilled."

"." Hearing this, Master Zhan trembled, his face ashen.

His son Zhan Yan and Hua Lingxiu are in love with each other, they are the ones who should be together.

I thought Shaolin masters should uphold justice and be impartial.

Did not expect such a result.

"Hmph!" The little guy was unhappy, and snorted heavily: "Big bald head, you are too hateful."

Of course Yongdong also knew that what he said was wrong.But in this case, that's all he can say.

The Imperial Dining Room promised Yongdong that in the future, it will increase the amount of vegetarian food for the disciples of the Arhat Hall, and will add some medicinal materials, so that the disciples of the Arhat Hall will be better than the disciples of the Bodhidharma Hall.

Forever moving, his heart still moved after all.He is the head of Arhat Hall, and he wants to overwhelm Bodhidharma Hall. In the future, he will be the head of Shaolin Hall.

Although I made a small mistake at this moment,

But Yongdong has to be like this,

He even murmured in his heart: "At this moment, the poor monk speaks like this for his own selfishness. It is a crime, a sin. It's just that the poor monk does not have enough mana at the moment. When the poor monk presides over Shaolin and is the palm of a faction, when he has enough mana, he should save the world. Common people, this mistake, I will make up for it when I become the master in the future."

As the head of Arhat Hall, it sounds majestic, but there are many things that you want to intervene in, but you can't.What he pursued was to save more people,

For this reason, sometimes, he had to give up a small number of people.

The little guy glared at Yongdong.

"Little head of Wudang, I warn you, don't interfere with this matter, you will add chaos to Wudang." Yongdong looked at the little guy and said.

"Nonsense, how could I add trouble to Wudang?" The little guy just started to reason with the old bald head: "This is the head of the sect, this is to see injustice on the road, and to draw a sword to help, this is the spirit of chivalry, you know what a fart, old man Bald."

Being called the old bald head, the corners of Yongdong's mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

He glanced at the little guy, but he didn't see any traces of martial arts on his body.Looking at Wu Tian behind the little guy, he couldn't see any martial arts.

Of course Yongdong knew that the head of Wudang had a father who killed Huang Xuantian.

Huang Xuantian is far more powerful than Yongdong.Seeing that Wu Tian doesn't know martial arts now, he is relieved.Thinking of it, this person doesn't seem to be the one who killed Huang Xuantian.

Yongdong looked at the little guy, and said: "Wudang, Shaolin is actually a family. Many books say that Zhang Sanfeng came from my Shaolin. I think there may be something to do with it. Among them, it is right to act chivalrously, but you must do what you can, don’t you think?”

"It's a fart, you dead bald donkey." The little guy looked sanctimonious on the surface when he heard Yongdong's words, but in fact, there was the hypocrisy of "male robbers and female prostitutes" in his words, which made the little guy pooh.

The corners of Yongdong's mouth twitched even more.He hates it the most, others call him a bald donkey!
(End of this chapter)