"Wait"

The young man snapped his fingers and entered the kitchen.

Zhang Wei took the opportunity to pick up the girl. If you classify the silk threads, Zhang Wei belongs to the bold silk threads. He is a dark-hearted person, thick-skinned, not afraid of blows, and he becomes more courageous as he sets down.

"It looks like it's not big, you"

"Ahem, where do you look? I'm talking about age"

“Where do you go to school?”

"Eighth Middle School, oh, I've also attended school there. The girls from Eighth Middle School competed with each other and were beautiful."

"What, you like playing football, I like it too."

"I don't believe that football was kicked with two feet, so I didn't cover it."

...

Zhang Wei talked nonsense with the girl without a word. It took less than twenty minutes to find out the girl's background. Her name is Qiuwen, a very good name. She is fifteen years old this year, Xusui 16, and she went to school at No. 8 Middle School and was in the first year of high school. Because she often worked in the Food God Xiaozhu, she had a good relationship with her boss Gao Yi.

Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance floated out of the kitchen and instantly filled the entire store.

"It's so fragrant. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can be sure that this fried rice with eggs is covered with golden fried eggs wrapped in pearl-like rice grains, which is as beautiful as a work of art."

Zhang Wei squinted his eyes, looking very enjoyable.

Qiu Wen got up and went into the kitchen. After a while, he brought the plate to Zhang Wei, who was still squinting his eyes, put the plate on the table, and said with a smile: "The artwork is here."

Zhang Wei opened his eyes slowly, looked at Qiu Wen with a smile.

"Today is your birthday, happy birthday"

"Thanks"

Qiu Wen smiled sweetly.

Zhang Wei's eyes were on the fried rice on the table, and his expression solidified.

What's the thing?

It’s a piece of black, one bump at the other. Is this something humans make?

Is this for people to eat?

It’s also the God of Food, but the God of Shit is almost the same.

After changing his mind, Zhang Wei looked at Qiu Wen with a bad expression.

"You guys are playing tricks on me"

Qiu Wen's expression was a little awkward. The boss fryed the fried rice with eggs like this. She was questioned by the customer. She didn't know how to explain it, so she could only smile and said, "As the saying goes, people should not behave like appearance, you should taste it first."

"Take your uncle and be a fool!"

Zhang Wei slapped the table and turned around and left.

Bang, a sharp pain came, and Zhang Wei's not tall body fell to the ground.

...

Shangqing Temple.

Chu Feng was meditating when he suddenly smelled a strong stench.

"This seems to taste like egg fried rice. How could anyone make egg fried rice so bad?"

After sniffing for a few times, Chu Feng closed his eyes again.

But as time goes by, the stench becomes stronger and stronger, and it is simply intolerable.

“Where did it come from?”

Chu Feng resisted the feeling of vomiting, got up, left the house, and came to the courtyard, but found that the yard was filled with a foul smell.

In order to find out where the stench came from, Chu Feng used teleportation to move among the mountains and constantly appeared in major temples. But the strong stench in every place was the same.

"Strange, why didn't the others react? Is it only me who smelled it?"

When teleported, Chu Feng found that the monk and tourists looked as usual.

"Let me ask someone."

Ten miles east of Lingchan Temple, in a forest, a red car was shaking regularly, looking like a patient with some disease.

Chu Feng fell from the sky and saw a red car. He reached out to the coated glass window where he couldn't see it and tapped a few times.

The shaking car suddenly became quiet.

"Monkey Huihai, pull down the glass, I will ask you something?"

Chu Feng increased the force of the knock.

In less than three seconds, the coated glass fell and a shirtless bald monk poked out.

"Chen, Chen..."

"Don't stutter, do you smell a very smelly smell?"

Chu Feng asked with a frown.

Huihai tried hard to sniff a few times and said awkwardly: "It tastes a little!"

Chu Feng was stunned, his eyes swept over Huihai's hair covering his face, his lower body was naked, his legs were slender, and his skin was white and red. His face sank.

"I'm not asking about this, it's the taste of fried rice."

“The taste of fried rice, no”

Huihai sniffed a few more times and shook his head blankly.

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and asked the young woman behind Huihai.

"Girl, have you smelled it?"

"without"

The young woman's voice was low as if a mosquito was buzzing.

Chu Feng sniffed a few times, took one step and disappeared.

The glass of the car was pulled up.

A faint sound of a woman's breathing sound came out.

"There are...someone, don't"

"He is not a human, come again"

With Huihai's voice, the car continued to shake regularly.

Shangqing Temple, in the courtyard.

The sun shines, adding a kind of holy beauty to the broken buildings. With a soothing sound, a cat with a crucian carp, covered in wet bodies emerged from the grass.

Swish, a golden light flashed and Chu Feng appeared.

The black cat was so scared that the cat on its back exploded, and the crucian carp fell on the soil.

"Master, you're scared me to death."

"Laggy cat, do you smell a stinking smell?"

Chu Feng asked directly.

The black cat was stunned, then lowered his head and looked embarrassed.

"I just rode a beautiful cat, which tasted a little."

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes. What day is today? The monks are springing and the cats are springing.

"Master, I won't dare to do it next time."

The black cat was so nervous that it followed Chu Feng for a while, and listened to many rules and regulations. I knew that Chu Feng had strict requirements on this aspect.

Chu Feng didn't speak, just looked at the black cat.

“I rode one yesterday too”

The black cat continues to admit it.

"The day before yesterday, two"

"At the end of last month, I rode a little tiger in the safari."

"Stop"

Chu Feng couldn't stand it anymore. What's this? This broken cat not only rode a cat, but also a tiger.

"Tao, Taoist priest"

The black cat was so scared that it lay on the ground.

"Three days of confinement, reflect carefully"
To be continued...