The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Xiong Wei stood there with a bad face, Kong Ji did not answer him, but he couldn't let things go on like this, "Even if there are things that really grow in this dish, you just say it is it? No one has ever eaten it. How can it be concluded that this dish is the growth of all things! Who can tell!"

"I can!" Old Wu slapped his palms heavily on the table, looking at Xiong Wei and the others with scorching eyes, "I can conclude that this is the famous dish in Yan's cuisine, and everything grows! "

"Old Wu..."

Xiong Wei wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Old Wu.

"You don't need to say any more. I guarantee my position in the kitchen world. This dish is indeed the most authentic Yanjia cuisine. It is more authentic than everyone on the scene!"

A sentence that was more authentic than everyone present, deeply stimulating Kong Ji.

Kong Ji had long been dissatisfied with Wu Lao, but now that he heard this, he couldn't help it anymore.

"Old stuff, will you eat it! A lot of age, I'm here to rely on the old to sell the old! I'm upset when I see you!"

Kong Ji's choking sound really scared the town leaders.

He also counted on relying on the big tree Wu to invest money in Yanjia Town, so that he could make a fortune. As a last resort, he really didn't want to offend this big tree.

"Kong Ji, what nonsense are you talking about, quickly apologize to Mr. Wu!"

"Why should I apologize to this old guy!" Kong Ji glared at Old Wu. "Not only do I not apologize, I will beat him!"

Having said that, Kong Ji, whose self-esteem had been hit hard, shook his fists towards Mr. Wu with red eyes.

But at the moment when he shook his fist, something slammed the front door severely.

Kongji wailed and squatted down, clutching his nose.

At this time, I saw that it turned out that it was the small pot that Yan Chenxi used to pour white soup before hitting me.

Kong Ji held his bleeding nose and raised his head viciously, and saw Yan Chenxi withdraw his hand.

"Smelly girl! I killed you!" Kong Ji was furious, stood up, turned around this time, and waved his fist towards Yan Chenxi.

But in the next second, his wrist was grabbed by a man's big hand, and the pain from his wrist seemed to crush his bones.

Lin Xiao stared at Kong Ji with cold eyes. Now, as long as he moved his fingers a little, Kong Ji's hand would be lost.

But this time, he didn't do it immediately, but quietly waited for Yan Chenxi's response.

The girl who hadn't said a word for a long time glanced at Kong Ji, and then glanced at the others present.

Finally, he sighed helplessly.

"You stupid human beings, after all, have no real meaning in immediate speech."

"Dishes are vegetables, what's the point! What's the point!" Xiong Wei shouted impatiently. If he could, he really wanted to kill the little girl with the last name right away.

However, watching Kong Ji being grasped by the wrist of the man who came with this little girl, Xiong Wei could only temporarily suppress his inner killing intent in such anguish.

However, at this moment, the girl looked at him.

There was a sneer on Yan Chenxi's face, and the look of seeing through everything made Xiong Wei feel inexplicably flustered.

It was as if all the bad things he had done were known to the other party.

Yan Chenxi stared at Xiong Wei for a long time, and then stepped onto the cooking table again.

Without saying a word, I collected the leftovers that were wasted by them on the cooking table of Kongji and Dashan.