Ye Qingyun sat there calmly and calmly, with a calm and indifferent expression, his eyes were deep, and he looked like a master from this world.
The waiter looked at Ye Qingyun with a puzzled look.
Then the corner of his mouth curled up.
"Who the hell are you? Did you come down from Fuyun Mountain? Did you come to our restaurant to show off?"
"Look at your virtues. You look like a person of five or six. Why don't you learn from it?"
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, the restaurant is closed. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow."
"Stop looking for fucking fun here, there are a few liars like you in Fuyun Town every day."
The waiter came right up to chase me away. .??.
He didn't take Ye Qingyun seriously at all.
He even regarded Ye Qingyun as a freeloader.
Ye Qingyun: "???"
what's the situation?
I, Immortal Ye, just haven’t been back for a while. Why am I so out of schedule?
Even a small restaurant waiter doesn’t take me seriously, Ye Daxian?
I finally pretended to be an expert for once, why can't I be allowed to pretend properly?
"I really came down from Fuyun Mountain."
Seeing the waiter coming to drive him away, Ye Qingyun hurriedly explained.
"You can pull him down."
The waiter looked at Ye Qingyun with disdain.
"How could the immortal on Fuyun Mountain be like you? Stop talking nonsense in front of me."
Ye Qingyun was speechless.
It seems that I haven't been seen in this town for so long that these people have forgotten what I look like.
No wonder.
After all, the last time I went down the mountain was many years ago.
So much time has passed in the blink of an eye, and there are indeed not many people left in the town who recognized him.
"Let's go, let's go. If you really have no place to eat, I can give you two steamed buns. Anyway, don't interfere with my closing time."
The waiter was kind-hearted and planned to send Ye Qingyun away with two steamed buns.
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You are quite a nice person.
He was also willing to give us steamed buns as charity.
Fortunately, at this time, the manager of Huang Family Restaurant came out from the back hall.
Seeing the situation here, the old shopkeeper hurried over.
"what happened?"
The waiter quickly told the old shopkeeper that someone pretended to be an immortal from Fuyun Mountain and wanted to eat free at our place.
The old shopkeeper looked at Ye Qingyun and didn't recognize him.
But he felt that Ye Qingyun was extraordinary and did not look like a freeloader.
"I'd rather believe it."
With this in mind, the old shopkeeper did not let the waiter drive Ye Qingyun away, and personally brought a pot of wine to Ye Qingyun.
"This guest, what would you like to eat?"
The old shopkeeper asked politely.
"Just let Chef Ye cook his best three dishes."
Ye Qingyun said with a slight smile.
"Okay, okay, my dear guests, please wait a moment. I'll go to the kitchen and ask Master Ye to open the fire."
The old shopkeeper didn't say anything and asked the waiter to greet Ye Qingyun before heading to the kitchen.
After a stick of incense.
The old shopkeeper came over personally carrying three dishes.
"You kept your distinguished guests waiting for a long time, and you failed to entertain them well."
The old shopkeeper happily placed the three dishes in front of Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun took a look and showed a strange smile.
"These three dishes should not be cooked by Master Ye, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the old shopkeeper was shocked.
Good guy.
This person doesn't even taste it, can you tell just by looking at it?
Ye Qingyun was right. These three dishes were indeed not made by Ye Ziyun, but by the old shopkeeper.
labor.
Ye Ziyun is not in the kitchen at the moment and has gone to the backyard room to rest.
I thought I could fool Ye Qingyun, but I didn't expect that the secret was revealed as soon as it was served on the table.
"Dignified guest, you"
The old shopkeeper became a little nervous. The distinguished guest in front of him seemed to be really no ordinary person.
If I fool him like this, I'm afraid it will arouse his anger.
"Don't be nervous, just let the boy cook three dishes."
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."
This time, the old shopkeeper did not dare to cheat at all and hurriedly invited Ye Ziyun.
It takes almost as long as one stick of incense.
Three dishes are served.
This time is indeed different.
Ye Qingyun picked up the chopsticks and took a bite each, with a smile on his face.
The taste is exactly the same as what I made myself.
The next moment, Ye Qingyun's figure disappeared directly from the place.
The old shopkeeper and the waiter were shocked, thinking they had seen a ghost.
The place of the kitchen.
Ye Ziyun stood in front of the stove with some unfinished thoughts.
Until Ye Qingyun suddenly appeared on the opposite side, shocking Ye Ziyun.
"It's you!"
Seeing Ye Qingyun appear, Ye Ziyun first showed joy, and then became a little scared.
It seems that he is worried that Ye Qingyun will take him away and leave this place where he can cook every day.
His passion for cooking was at its peak, so naturally he was reluctant to leave this place.
"It's been a while since I last saw you. You seem to have grown a little taller."
Ye Qingyun stared at Ye Ziyun and said lightly.
"Why do you look old?"
Ye Ziyun looked at Ye Qingyun with some confusion.
"It's a bit old."
Ye Qingyun said casually, and then slowly moved towards Ye Zi
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Clouds are coming.
"I've had enough fun here. Do you want to go back to Fuyun Mountain? Or follow me to other places?"
Ye Ziyun looked hesitant and looked down at the spatula in his hand.
"Can I continue to stay here?"
"Why?"
Ye Qingyun stopped and was now standing opposite the stove, with only one stove between him and Ye Ziyun.
"Do you really want to stay in this place?"
Although Ye Qingyun's words were still calm, there was an invisible sense of majesty in them.
It seemed like he was forcing Ye Ziyun to make a choice he didn't want to make.
"I love it here."
Ye Ziyun lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
"I enjoy everything I do every day."
"I really want to stay here."
Although Ye Ziyun did not dare to raise his head to face Ye Qingyun, there was a hint of determination in his tone.
The spatula in his hand was even more tightly held.
He has completely abandoned the small shovel he used to dig sand. Now only the gadgets in the kitchen are Ye Ziyun's real good friends.
Ye Qingyun showed a happy smile and walked casually in the kitchen with his hands behind his back.
"It's quite good. You can do what you like without any worries. There are few people in the world who can be like you."
Ye Ziyun scratched his head, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of Ye Qingyun's words.
Ye Qingyun turned around and walked out of the kitchen, looking like he was about to leave.
But just when Ye Qingyun took three steps, he stopped again.
"It's just that the longer you pretend, the easier it is to lose yourself."
"I don't know how long you're going to keep pretending?"
Ye Qingyun looked back, only to see that Ye Ziyun, who had lowered his head originally, had raised his head at this moment, looking at Ye Qingyun with extremely cold eyes.
