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Chapter 482 Can You Still Become A Flying Immortal? (seeking subscription)
On this day, Ziqiao and Guan Gu were drinking Yakult bottle by bottle on the dining table.

Teacher Zeng just woke up, came out of the room, stretched his waist and came to the dining table.

"Zeng Xiaoxian, I asked you to talk to Zhan Bo, did you talk about it?"

As soon as Yifei arrived at 3602, she happened to see Teacher Zeng coming out of the room, and asked eagerly.

"I'm just talking." Mr. Zeng said in embarrassment.

Guan Gu on the side looked at Teacher Zeng in surprise, "You've been at a loss for more than a week, and Cihai is about to come out."

"You guys reminded me, I'm just going to talk to him." Zi Qiao also said firmly.

Yifei couldn't help looking at Ziqiao in surprise, but she didn't expect that she would change after dressing up as a woman.

"Look, Zi Qiao is still reliable, what are you going to talk to him about?"

"Let me ask him, where is the dinner order?" Zi Qiao said calmly and urgently.

"Order your head!"

Yifei immediately slapped Ziqiao on the head, as expected, I was overthinking.

"Are you really watching them go to Italy? You can't persuade them."

"It's going to rain, the house is going to be demolished, you can't stop it."

Teacher Zeng shook his head helplessly. This is also the reason why he has not talked about it until now. Of course, it does not rule out the reason why he is poor in words.

"I don't object to their falling in love, but it's too impulsive. They just came back from traveling around the world, and now they want to stay and fly together? This kind of typical 3-minute enthusiasm, someone has to help them cool down."

Yifei was also very helpless about this, otherwise she wouldn't have nowhere to go to find Teacher Zeng to be a lobbyist.

"3 minutes...can it be that hot?" Guan Gu exclaimed in surprise.

"It's hot, it's hot..."

Just at this time, Zhan Bo ran over from the balcony with two plates of noodles, hurriedly put the noodles on the dining table, and pinched his earlobe with his red fingers.

Yang San followed behind him helplessly, never expecting that his fame would be ruined by Zhan Bo.

Looking at the two plates of noodles in front of them, Mr. Zeng and the others immediately looked at each other.

"Wouldn't this be our breakup...?"

Ziqiao exclaimed in surprise, although she said that she can't drink a wedding wine, but she can't be so casual, right?

"Try it, what San'er just taught me, spaghetti bolognese." Zhanbo exclaimed excitedly.

Yang San, who was named, covered his face in pain, Lao Tzu's famous name!

"Why do you make spaghetti bolognese?" Guan Gu asked suspiciously.

"Of course it is to prepare for going to Milan. When I arrive in Milan, I will eat this often. Rather than spending money, it is better to make it now, so I specifically asked Saner for advice." Zhanbo said proudly.

"Why do I feel like it looks like..."

Guan Gu looked suspiciously at the spaghetti bolognese in front of him, always feeling that there was a name ready to be revealed.

"Sichuan fried noodles (dialect)!" Zi Qiao shouted, pointing at the noodles.

Yang San: "..."

Please don't say any more, it's definitely not that I didn't teach well, it's that I'm a brain-dead learner.

Sure enough, when Teacher Zeng heard that it was taught by Yang San, he looked at the dish of delicious noodles in front of him in surprise, picked up a fork, and took a big bite.

Under Yang San's admiring eyes, Teacher Zeng's face twitched suddenly, his eyes turned white, and he fainted all of a sudden. Coincidentally, Teacher Zeng's face just hit the plate.

Yifei, Guan Gu, and Ziqiao looked at Teacher Zeng in surprise, and then slowly looked back at Yang San.

"Don't look at me like that, I guarantee that my teaching is fair, it's just that Zhanbo's talent is absolutely extraordinary."

Yang San shrugged helplessly. He had expected this scene, after all, it was meat sauce noodles with a whole bag of salt added!

But Zhanbo is indeed unusual. After all, it is the first time to make meat sauce noodles, and it is definitely talented to be able to achieve this level of color and aroma.

"How about it?"

Seeing Teacher Zeng eating his spaghetti Bolognese, although he passed out, Zhan Bo still asked unrelentingly, what if he passed out because of the delicious food.

"This already shows a lot of problems, Zhanbo, you have great taste." Zi Qiao said admiringly.

"Really?"

Zhan Bo immediately picked up another plate of noodles with meat sauce happily, and happily took a bite...

"Hiss~ pee pee pee, what is this?!"

A strange taste that shot straight to the top of the sky immediately exploded in his mouth. Fortunately, Zhan Bo spit out the noodles in his mouth immediately, otherwise he would have to follow in the footsteps of Teacher Zeng.

"We thought you knew."

Guan Gu looked at Teacher Zeng with a mournful face and horror, he still hasn't woken up yet, should he call 120?
At this time, Yang San stepped forward and patted Zhan Bo's shoulder calmly.

"Zhanbo, in fact, you have done a good job. You just need to remember one more thing. The salt you add to this dish of noodles with meat sauce can make at least a hundred dishes of noodles with meat sauce. That's all."

"Nani?"

Yifei, Guan Gu, and Ziqiao looked at Zhanbo as if they were aliens.

The salt of a hundred dishes of bolognese noodles condensed into one dish?You are pickled noodles!

No, there is no such thing as you for pickling noodles, are you planning to pickle people?
"Really?"

Zhan Bo immediately regained his confidence, and at the same time carefully calculated in his mind, reduce the salt in this plate of noodles with meat sauce by a hundred times?
I just added a bag to a plate, which is 400g, so I only need to add 4g to a plate.

Great, go get a scale now, spaghetti bolognese, here I come!

Seeing Zhanbo running out of Xingshang Cailie, Yifei couldn't help looking at Yang San angrily.

"San'er, how do you teach Zhanbo to make spaghetti Bolognese? If he really learns, how can I keep him?"

Yang San was speechless for a moment, "If you learn how to make spaghetti Bolognese, you must go to Italy? Then I will teach you how to cross the sea another day. Will you become a flying fairy?"

Yifei: "..."

"Forget it, forget it, I'll do Wan Yu's ideological work, you guys, don't patronize Yakult, think about how to persuade Zhan Bo."

Yifei looked helplessly at Ziqiao and Guan Gu who had drunk Yakult out of Moutai Fan, shook his head, turned and walked out.

"San'er, what do you think?" Ziqiao suddenly looked at Yang San seriously.

"My lord, I see that you are achingly idle."

Yang San stared at Zi Qiao speechlessly, isn't this guy stupid after watching TV dramas recently?

"Well, I think Teacher Zeng is really salty!"

Guan Gu nodded in agreement, looking at the plate of salt noodles under Teacher Zeng's face, his mouth felt parched.

"I recently met a tailor who came back from Italy. How about introducing him to Zhanbo and seeing if he can learn from him?" Ziqiao said thoughtfully.

"Well, Zhanbo is going to Milan, so he must learn Italian. I guess he must have smoke coming out of his head now. It would be nice to have someone serious to learn from." Guan Gu said.

"Don't worry, wait until I eat noodles, I'm starving to death, what a big deal."

Teacher Zeng got up suddenly.He took another mouthful of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yang San, Zi Qiao, Guan Gu: "..."

As expected, Teacher Zeng slapped him in the face again!
(End of this chapter)