The big red envelope system of the heavens and the world

Chapter 40 [Lushan Rising Dragon Ba] [I am Cucurbit Baby, bookmark and recommend a wave! 】

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the super chef's mastery of cooking after the protagonist of "The Little Master of China"! May I ask if the host has merged?"

"The Little Master of China"! ?

main character! ?
Cooking proficiency! ?

"It turned out to be proficient in cooking. No wonder the red envelope is lying on the yellow mashed potatoes?"

Hearing the words of the system, Chong Lou couldn't help but suddenly revealed his original expression.

However, he was indescribably disappointed in his proficiency in cooking.

In his opinion, being proficient in cooking is not as good as being proficient in singing. At least the proficiency in singing makes up for one of his physical defects... Although Chonglou would not admit that he has physical defects.

But good at cooking?
He doesn't plan to be a chef, and he usually eats outside, so what's the use of it?

"I didn't get what I wanted! What I want is not expensive, even very common. Even so, can't it satisfy my vanity?"

Now it's a done deal, no matter how dissatisfied Chong Lou is with his cooking proficiency, he can't go back on his word, he can only accept it with his nose held in a muffled voice.

"Ugh!"

Chonglou couldn't help but sighed lightly, shook his head in disappointment, and secretly said: "Fusion!"

Immediately, a cool air flow rose from the soles of the feet and rushed straight to the forehead. The heavy floor only felt comfortable all over the body, so happy, I couldn't help squinting my eyes, enjoying the feeling of sublimation of the soul.

Soon, he merged cooking proficiency.

……

With a thought, the production methods of various dishes appeared in front of Chonglou.

Chong Lou has never cooked before, but those dishes seem to have been fused with his blood and are closely related to him.

He can feel that as long as he wants, he can cook all the dishes that appear in front of him, such as Shenglong dumplings, Phoenix crystal, etc., and the taste is absolutely super.

This is too amazing!
After mastering the fusion of cooking, Chonglou slowly withdrew from that strange feeling.

Thinking back to the middle finger of his right hand stuck in the mashed potatoes, Chong Lou was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Nimma! The system is right, I am indeed his father, the kind of kisser! If not, how could the system trap me again and again?"

Rolling his eyes, Chong Lou slowly pulled out the middle finger of his right hand that had been inserted into the mashed potatoes.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that there were no tissues on the table.

"I'll go! What about the five-star restaurant that was agreed? Is this the level of service in a five-star restaurant?"

I have to deal with the mashed potatoes on the middle finger of my right hand without paper towels!
Chonglou glanced around guiltily, gritted his teeth, stuffed the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth, and sucked.

That's right, the big and big Zhonglou, in front of the public, ate his fingers with "relish".

Although Chonglou is very resistant to finger-eating, his awkward and charming expression at the moment can easily cause misunderstandings.

Put your fingers into your mouth, and turn the tip of your soft tongue over your fingers. The salty and wet taste immediately explodes on your taste buds, and Chonglou almost spits it out! ! !
After cleaning the mashed potatoes on his fingers, Chonglou took the middle finger of his right hand out of his mouth as quickly as possible.

The glorious and arduous act of finger-eating is really not suitable for Chonglou anymore.

Chong Lou took out the middle finger of his right hand, and immediately found another problem in front of him——

His right middle finger was wet and full of saliva.

Without a tissue, how would he wipe the saliva off his fingers?
I saw the old god Chonglou leaning on the chair, casually put his hands under the table, grabbed the napkin cloth under the table and stuffed it on his right hand, three times, five times and two times, the saliva on the middle finger of his right hand was wiped clean up.

After finishing all this, Chong Lou immediately stood up from the table, waved his sleeves, and left without a cloud.

However, before Chong Lou returned to the original table, he saw a young man in a black suit occupy his seat.

Who is this young man if not Zilong?
Zilong was talking eagerly with Wei Chen at the moment, eloquently eloquent, brows dancing, with a friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes glanced back and forth over Wei Chen's graceful body.

It was a conversation, but it was actually a young man singing a one-man show alone. Wei Chen only responded to it from time to time out of politeness, but even so, Zilong was still in high spirits and kept talking.

Seeing this, Chonglou stopped in place for a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes, even he himself didn't know why he was like this?
Soon, he returned to normal and walked briskly to the lotus table where Wei Chen was.

Wei Chen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his quiet eyes moved away from Zilong and focused on Chonglou.

Even though she didn't know what he was crazy about just now, she gave her a gentle smile and said softly, "You're back."

"I am back!"

Chonglou nodded, looked down at Zilong condescendingly, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this?"

Zilong saw the youthfulness on Wei Chen's pretty face, and that smile made him feel that the flowers were colorless and so beautiful that he was stunned for a moment.

Beautiful!
Zilong couldn't find words to describe Wei Chen's smile. If he really wanted to describe it, he only had four words in his mind... I want to fuck her!Simple and rude, but incomparably vivid.

But what made him very unhappy was that this smile did not belong to him.

He talked to Wei Chen for a long time, and his saliva was almost dry. Wei Chen's pretty face didn't even show a trace of expression, but now she actually smiled!
For a moment, Zilong's arrogance was hit hard, as if someone had punched him in the chest.

Zilong raised his head instantly and glanced to the side, wanting to see which green onion could make the beauty smile.

However, he did not expect that the person who made Wei Chen chuckle was actually what he called a "turtle"!
hateful!

The anger in Zilong's heart became more and more intense, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes shot a sinister light, and looked at Chonglou frivolously.

He didn't respond to Chonglou's question, because in his eyes, Chonglou who picks up other people's leftovers is not qualified to be equal to him!

Who is Chonglou?

He has completed "Tai Chi Fist", his eyes are extremely vicious, even the slightest changes in Zilong's eyes, all fall into his eyes, and his eyes can't help but narrowed.

He doesn't object to Wei Chen's friendship with Zilong, after all, he and Wei Chen are just "ordinary friends", but this does not mean that he can let others despise him.

If you respect me, I will respect you!
If you humiliate me, I will trample you under my feet!

This is the behavior of Zhonglou.

"His name is Zilong, he is the general manager of Ziguang Pavilion, and he is very good at island cuisine."

Zilong didn't introduce herself to Chonglou, but Wei Chen didn't think so much. No, it's not that she didn't think carefully, but she just didn't want to spend her mind on these boring things.

(End of this chapter)