Best Young Chef

"Brother Yang, make an announcement. Everyone is waiting."

Just as everyone was talking about it, Zhang Ling let out a big drink again.

Under his guidance, everyone's eyes focused on him.

Every look in front of him showed expectation and anxiety, which made Yang Donglai feel an invisible pressure. Yang Donglai's eyes flashed over Mo Yang and Zhao Zilong, and finally stopped on Zhang Ling.

After feeling Yang Donglai's eyes, Zhang Ling winked at him and obviously asked him to praise the Golden Sunshine Hotel. Yang Donglai chuckled and said slowly, "in that case, I'll talk about my feelings."

"Both of them have good longevity noodles, one is perfect, the other is traditional. Although it's just a small bowl of noodles, it already shows the ultimate delicacy of soul transmission. "

"Everyone's experience is different, so are their preferences. Just now a bowl of noodles let me find the memories, let me recall that simple age again, really let me moved

"So I vote for Chef Zhao. "

Yang Dong came here, spread out his arms to Zhao Zilong and strode past.

They hugged each other and patted each other on the shoulder to express their trust and loyalty.

All the people around also stood up, clapped and cheered in unison, and sent the voice of victory to their ears. In front of applause and flowers, Zhao Zilong was as shy as a white lily.

These rich ladies had noticed the handsome Zhao Zilong before.

At this time to see his superb cooking, Yang Donglai's affirmation, a bowl of longevity noodles than the Golden Sunshine Hotel senior chef. They can't help trying to get close to this fresh and tender meat on the ground of ordering.

Chen Sisi, Duan Lin, Fang Lili and others came forward to offer their congratulations.

Due to her father's presence, Yang Ziyu's sisters did not dare to come forward to offer a kiss. They just hid and gnashed their teeth.

That piece of work properly of abacus fail, not from gloomy face, good half day all have no reaction come over. He never thought that his old friend Yang Donglai actually refuted his face and cast the victory vote for Zhao Zilong.

After that Mo Yang was defeated, no one looked at him any more, so he had to leave in ashes.

After lunch, the older people left here one after another, leaving only the little beauties around Zhao Zilong, chattering incessantly, and even begging him to cook for them on the spot.

Zhao Zilong knows that this is just an opportunity for publicity. He uses the food materials prepared by the Yang family to produce delicious dishes. While conquering the beauty's appetite, he conquers their heart.

It's like magic when you see him cooking, and the dishes are delicious. These young beauties can't help but have a strong sense of curiosity about Zhao Zilong and the Changfeng Hotel behind him. They can't help but want to have a taste.

Seeing that the effect he wanted had been achieved, Zhao Zilong couldn't help laughing.

When Zhao Zilong secretly congratulated himself, Zhang Ling came to No. 3 reception hall and began to roar at Yang Donglai: "Yang Donglai, how can you do this? Do you know that it will make me lose face."

"What did I do to make you lose face?" Yang Donglai asked curiously.

"Don't play silly here. You know I want to lose the boy's face, but you embarrass me on purpose."

Seeing his action, Zhang Ling was even more furious. Pointing at Yang Donglai, he cried angrily, "can't our friendship of more than 20 years compare with that poor boy's bowl of noodles in the countryside?"

"If you really knew that we had been friends for more than 20 years, you wouldn't bring other people's will to make trouble at my birthday party. It's unreasonable for you to blame me for your own mischief. "

After hearing this, Yang donglaiteng stood up, pointed to Zhang Ling and asked.

"If you had told me in advance, I would not blame you."

"It's a pity that you didn't. In order to achieve your goal, you didn't even bother to cajole at the birthday party, and even tried to use the strength of others to oppress me. What do you think of me as Yang Donglai?"

In the face of his questioning, Zhang Ling's arrogance suddenly converged, some Na Na said: "that person's energy is how big, you don't know, he asked me to help do something, can I refuse?"

"Whether you can refuse or not is your business. It has nothing to do with me."

Yang Donglai gave a sneer: "an hour ago, Du Jing threatened me with that man's will to call my daughter back. I refused."

"I didn't expect that an hour later, you would bring his will to force me to declare my position. What's the name of stepping on a horse. You are my old friend for more than 20 years. Did you make it? Did you make it? Do you make it? "

Yang Donglai questioned Zhang Ling for three times, and the finger was almost at the tip of his nose.

Every time he questioned, Zhang Ling's body would tremble and his figure would step back. After Yang Donglai's three questions, Zhang Ling leaned against the wall with a pale face."Yang Donglai, since we don't agree with each other, we will cut off our robes and cut off our righteousness, and we will not communicate with each other again." Although Zhang Ling felt guilty, he still refused to admit defeat. He threw down a cruel word and left here.

"A snob like you can't do without it." Cried Yang Donglai, not in a good mood.

For the sake of Zhao Zilong and dignity, he broke up with his old friend who had been making friends for more than 20 years. He sat there feebly, feeling as if his strength had been emptied, and a faint light flashed across his face.

But Chen said that he had to go to school in the afternoon. He played here until two o'clock and left Yang's house. But Duan Lin and Fang Lili do not want to let Zhao Zilong go. They stick to him and try to ask him out.

Yang Ziyu and her sisters have a good feeling for Zhao Zilong, so naturally they don't want him to fall into their hands. The two women had been salivating for him for a long time. Once they found a chance, they had to suck him up.

At this moment, the two sisters showed a very tacit understanding. Yang Hongyu did her best to drag them to Duan Lin and Fang Lili. Yang Ziyu personally drove Zhao Zilong out of the house.

Yang Ziyu drove the sedan car and galloped along the wide road. Zhao Zilong is enjoying sitting in the purple Kingdom, smelling the faint fragrance and looking at the plump jade man. It's really wonderful.

"Dear wife, you went to Changfeng hotel this afternoon, and you won't come back in the evening?" Zhao Zilong turned to look at Yang Ziyu and said casually, "if it's OK, let's have a round room at night."

Yang Ziyu was so excited by his wife that she had goose bumps all over her body. Subconsciously, she braked. Zhao Zilong, who was not wearing a seat belt, pushed forward and ran into the front block.

When Zhao Zilong saw this, he pressed his hands on the worktable and forced his body to turn. He really threw himself into Yang Ziyu's arms. Her body is soft and fragrant, plump and smooth, which makes Zhao Zilong enjoy himself.

"Well, what are you doing?" Yang Ziyu pushed him away and cried, holding his chest in both hands.

"Elder sister, what are you doing? Even if you don't want to make a living, you don't need to ask me to die?"

"If I hadn't pressed the workbench just now, I would have broken the windshield and flew out. If not, your two ton sedan car will run over me, and then your charge of murdering your husband will be carried out. "

Zhao Zilong fell on her slender legs and stroked her inner thigh with his big hand.

"Who told you to open your mouth and ask others to kiss your wife?"

Seeing his eloquence, Yang Ziyu gave him a white look and exclaimed without good temper.

"I proposed and you agreed. It's not a wife."

Zhao Zilong stretched out his arm, pressed her thigh, held his chin and said with a smile.

"That doesn't count. It's just acting."

Yang Ziyu felt uneasy and turned her head to one side.

"What? Acting? So you're using me as a shield? "

Zhao Zilong and others said that. Seeing that she was really trapped, he narrowed his eyes and cried to her with great interest: "how can you thank me for letting me carry the black pot for you and provoking so many people?"

"That At noon, they were going to give it to you for the first time, but you don't want it. Who's to blame? " Yang Ziyu did not dare to look into his eyes. She raised her red lips and said carefully.

"It doesn't matter. I haven't had time for lunch. I'll make it up in the evening."

Zhao Zilong stroked her slim legs and said with a smile.

"Well, you think it's beautiful. You think people spend money on it. If you wave, you'll come with you." Yang Ziyu gave him a white look and exclaimed: "some things have passed the village, and there is no shop."

"It's not a good time at noon. You don't want me to make longevity noodles for your father, do you?" Zhao Zilong curled his mouth and said with a wink.

"You're going to die. Don't be so disgusting, OK?"

After hearing this, Yang Ziyu pushed him away and cried angrily.

With a bad smile, Zhao Zilong grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. Feeling her exquisite soft face, looking down at her beautiful face, Zhao Zilong couldn't help getting drunk.

When Zhao Zilong's kisses poured out like raindrops, Yang Ziyu lost himself in his arms. The strong masculine atmosphere surrounded her, making him float and his soul soar.

Zhao Zilong's big hand swam on her body, and from time to time he fell down on her chest and sucked and licked. Her wild and enthusiastic behavior made her feel that there was a kind of happiness factor rising in her body.

Until Zhao Zilong's claws got into her skirt and went to the abyss of crime, her last sense burst out and finally held his big hand: "please, don't, people are not safe..."

"Well What about that? "

Zhao Zilong gasped in her ear and asked.

"Wait for the safety period, or prepare that thing."

Yang Ziyu was drunk and confused, and two red clouds rose on her pretty face.