Ark Chef Lapland

Yin Hui looked up from the heavy document contract and saw her sister standing at the door with a sad expression on her face. She immediately became nervous and quickly asked: "My lovely sister, what happened is because I am busy with work. , Don't have time to play with you?"

"No, I like you to work a lot. It's best to do all the work so that I don't have to work as hard as I used to." Chu Xue flatly mouthed and listed Yin Hui as an accomplice in exploiting himself, and complained to him that he must be as fast as possible. Rush back to the situation of Kjerag.

Yin Hui smiled lightly: "This is not a problem. I have completed my studies. When things are done here, I will return to Xielag to accompany you."

Chuxue maintains an awkward and polite smile. How can she tell this narcissistic brother that what I need now is not your company at all?

Heh~ man!

Just accompany your doctor!

Yinhui shook the newspaper in his hand, and smiled mysteriously at Chuxue: "Sister, look forward to it. I might have a way to take advantage of the wind and let your Lapland take the initiative to go to Sherag, then..."

"That's my home court?" Chuxue's eyes lit up and she hugged Yin Hui's neck and said sweetly, "Brother, you are so kind, you are the best brother in the world."

Yin Hui's heart was like a mirror, sneered:

Do you like my brother?

You just greet her body!

Oh ~ woman!

Chapter 426

Longmen, Xingang District, Chefs Association.

Talula walked out of this century-old prestigious chef's sanctuary refreshingly.

Just now, she has successfully obtained the status of Grand Master,

She also reported a wave of Lapland plagiarizing the pinnacle roast duck at Chaolongshan Restaurant. In her complaint statement, this dish was classified as a collective creation by her and Chaoshan.

Anyway, Chaoshan has now been led out of the Dragon Gate, and there is no matching evidence.

The Pinnacle Roast Duck that Annabel is making is indeed made in the hands of Chaoshan and Tarula.

Thinking about it this way, this shouldn't be a malicious report. She is different from the behavior of a certain fan in calling thousands of brains to rush to the tower.

She Tarula is for the sacred expansion of the empire...Bah, the normal development of the organization has used some reasonable and legal competition tricks.

If so, Tarula calmed down her little anxiety and walked towards the car waiting for her refreshedly. The executive chef was also relieved to see his expression.

As the chef of Chaolong Mountain Restaurant, Talula was not in the realm of a master before. For this top restaurant in Longmen, there is always something wrong.

When the restaurant introduces Tarula's identity to the outside world, it will also feel guilty.

And now Talula has finally successfully broken through her own bottleneck, rising to the master level, and being certified by the Chefs Association. This good news must be worth celebrating for Chaolong Mountain Restaurant.

The executive chef responsible for the operation of the restaurant has always been the one who bears the greatest pressure on Tarula.

Now that she has successfully made a breakthrough, and will no longer involve her attention because of this matter, he feels that the speed of the hair on the top of his head should finally be much slower.

Just when Tarula opened the car, a young man with a peaked cap blocking his face approached.

Several security guards stopped him vigilantly and formed a formation to cover Talula, with their hands already pressed against the weapon on the waist.

The young man calmly took out an envelope, waved it at them, and whispered: "To you Miss Chef."

Then he forced the belief into the hands of a security guard and left without looking back.

No order was given, and the young man did not advance further, so the security guard did not act rashly.

It was just that the security guard who took the envelope was a bit at a loss.

The executive chef arranged for someone to conduct a careful inspection and found no dangerous factors. After asking Talula for instructions, he gave the envelope to her.

There was only a thin piece of paper inside, suggesting a few key names and their connections.

Tarula couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Someone wants to kill someone with a knife, that's okay, just because I really want to kill."

She called the executive chef over, enriched a few words in his ear, and then got in the car and returned to Chaolong Mountain.

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The information flew in the sky for a few days, and the secret information flowed from the Dragon Gate to the Duke of Corsiche in Utsa, and then from the Duke of Corsic to the capital, and finally returned to the Dragon Gate.

Talula got the specific information that was detected by the intelligence personnel of the Duke of Corsicce, which proved that the content of the note was basically true.

Although this was in her expectation, since the person hiding behind took the initiative to contact her, there shouldn't be any problems with the intelligence, and it can indeed help her.

But out of habitual caution, she didn't want to take another trip.

"Arrange a car, I'm going to the West End."

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Longmen, West District, Baigui Street.

At an ice drink shop at the end of the street, the Kingslayer looked at the shining princess across the table very nervously, not knowing where to put his hands.

She was just going out to go shopping when the door was still open, and wanted to buy some snacks. Who knew she heard someone call her name.

"Lyudmila."

This is a name that hardly anyone in Longmen knows how to use, and there are even very few people who call it right, and the king-killer suddenly becomes vigilant.

She turned around and saw Talula's face with a smile on her chest, an intuition of being stared at by a dangerous beast, so that the kingslayer did not dare to resist too much, and followed her to the corner shop.

The other party also intimately ordered a cup of ice milk tea for her.

She didn't dare to say that she actually wanted a hot drink.

Talula seemed to have plenty of time, leisurely savoring this unremarkable milk tea.

Poor-quality tea, cheap creamer, and a large number of artificially synthesized spices have reduced the cost of milk tea to a very low level, but the taste is extremely stimulating to the tongue, no wonder it can always sell well.

These compromise solutions, which are limited to materials and costs, are still quite interesting from the perspective of Tarula, which has never been experienced.

She tasted nothing, seeing that she became interested in the milk tea that hadn't moved in front of the Kingslayer.

"Give it to you." The kingkiller said dryly, not knowing why, she instinctively didn't dare to defy any orders from Tarula and obediently pushed the milk tea in front of her.