When Xiaolei heard Liang Fukuan mention "Young Master Wu Que", he immediately said clearly: "It turns out that it's that playboy Fang Lanling, the first of the four dignified young masters. How can I not know this? What's wrong, have you offended someone?"
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Liang Fukuan was so frightened that he waved his hands and said: "Master Lei, please don't say that. How can I dare to offend Mr. Fang? It's just that Mr. Fang sent me a job, but I couldn't do it, so I was helpless."
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Xiao Lei became interested when he heard this, and immediately pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Oh? Mr. Wuque Fang Lanling actually has to ask the God of Cooking for everything. The God of Cooking is worthy of being a senior in the world. It is really a big honor.
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Liang Fukuan sighed again and again: "Master Lei, please don't squander this little old man. With his little deeds, he really deserves the title of 'God of Cooking'. Alas... in short, a false name is tiring, a false name is tiring."
People."
Xiaolei laughed more and more and said: "What's called 'false fame is tiring', it's called 'people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong'. In short, I guessed that Fang Lanling wanted you to cook some dishes, but the chef god didn't
will do?"
Although Liang Fukuan was embarrassed, he could only laugh along and said: "Yes, yes, Master Lei is really smart as ice and snow. He knows everything at once. The little old man is so impressed."
Xiao Lei gave a dry laugh, glanced sideways at Liang Yuqing and said, "So that's why. I almost thought that he was attracted by the fat man and threatened to come to steal his bride, so you were eager to find a partner."
Liang Yuqing's face turned red, and she said in shame and anger: "Xiao...Xiao Lei, you are cursing me again, who...who wants to match you?"
Xiao Lei rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you cursed? Is the head of the four great lords not worthy of you?"
Liang Yuqing was completely heartbroken when she heard this, but she had already slapped Liang Fukuan in the face before. At this time, she neither dared to retaliate nor act coquettishly, and she could only shed tears. It looked like she was really aggrieved.
Xiaolei secretly laughed, and said more leisurely: "But I soon figured it out, if this was really the case, Master Kitchen God would have packed the two fat men into a bundle, tied them up, and directly thrown them into the sedan chair and delivered them to the door.
Why come here to show me such courtesy, don’t you think so, Master Kitchen God?"
For a moment, Liang Fukuan said it was wrong to say yes or no, so he had to put on his trademark flattering smile and mumble.
Seeing this, Liang Yuqing felt even more aggrieved, and simply gave him a slap in the face, turned his back and began to cry softly.
Xiao Lei felt that he had teased this "fat guy" enough, so he laughed and said, "Okay, Mr. Chef God, tell me, what dish can't you make?"
Liang Fukuan perked up and said seriously: "Master Lei Rong Bing, have you ever heard of the 'General Qiongyu Banquet'?"
Xiaolei was startled when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he suddenly said: "I have an impression of this. What you are talking about is the scene when our Taizu summoned the seventeen great heroes of the founding of the People's Republic of China to confer kings and certificates in the Qiongyu Hall in the Forbidden City.
A party?"
Liang Fukuan nodded repeatedly and said: "Exactly, this banquet was prepared by a generation of chefs, Shi Weitian, who spent all his efforts. A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one rare and famous dishes were served, and there were also eighteen exquisite wines.
The number of ninety-nine to the sun is truly an ancient feast unique to our dynasty."
Xiaolei said disapprovingly: "So what? Even though I was granted the title of king and granted certificates, it didn't mean that I had to cut down my official position and seize power? Humph... you talk about hereditary rule and neglect of replacement. As a result, I killed 708 people in a few years.
Luo, except for the Fang family of Miao King, aren't there only two left in South Xiangyang and North Jinyang?"
Liang Fukuan secretly wiped the cold sweat and said cautiously: "The end of these heroes and heroes is a bit miserable, but Master Lei, why don't we talk about this general's banquet first?"
Xiao Lei groaned, blinked and said, "What's wrong? Could it be that Fang Lanling asked you to organize a general's banquet?"
Liang Fukuan sighed and said: "Master Lei really hit the mark. The young master sent someone to invite him a few days ago, saying that he would celebrate his lovely wife's 20th birthday on February 2 next year. I hope that the young man will do his best.
I tried my best to prepare this general's banquet for them."
After hearing this, Xiao Lei said calmly: "That's right. Who made Master Cook famous? What's more, if you can really take care of Mr. Wuque Fang Lanling this time, wouldn't your family have a powerful backer in the future?"
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Liang Fukuan followed the words and said: "Then you have to serve me well first. But if something goes wrong, with Mr. Fang's temper and methods, will the little old man still have a way to survive? The little old man is quite young.
It doesn’t matter, I can’t ask Guifen and the other four ladies to suffer along with me.”
Xiaolei secretly cursed when he heard this, but when he turned his eyes and saw Liang Yujie's frightened and cowardly expression, he finally snorted softly: "Then who can you blame? Who taught you that you were so greedy for profit that you insisted on running away?
Are you leaving? If you are still at our house, who dares to touch you?"
Liang Fukuan's face turned red and he was speechless for a moment, but Xiaolei looked at him again and said: "You can be more generous and learn from Mr.
When trouble comes, I can’t even find anyone to support me.”
Liang Fukuan was humiliated by Xiao Lei's scolding, but at this moment he heard Liang Yujie say softly: "Brother Xiao Lei, please stop scolding grandpa. Grandpa is really worried these days. Look, he has a lot more white hair."
After all, Xiao Lei still misses his old feelings and sighs helplessly: "Okay, I just think that I am just looking at Xiao Jie'er's face. If you have any difficulties with Chef God, just tell me, but I don't dare to give you a guarantee whether it can be solved."
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Liang Fukuan said gratefully: "Yes, yes, as long as Master Lei is willing to help. Ahem... The eighty-one dishes of this general's banquet use a total of 999 kinds of ingredients, 30% of which can barely be considered ordinary, and the other 70% are rare."
But it is hard to ask for, such as snow jade and golden mink tail..."
Xiaolei's expression turned cold and he interrupted: "Well, you old guy, you are waiting for me here. I managed to feed the pair of ferrets with great difficulty, and I will never give them to you as treasures.
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After hearing this, Liang Fukuan's face turned red and white, and Liang Yujie said in shock: "Yes, I still remember those little minks. They are so small and cute. Grandpa, why do you want to eat them?"
Liang Fukuan smiled bitterly and said: "Girl, if we don't do this, people will eat us. Besides, as long as the tip of the tail is just a little bit, it won't cost them their lives."
Xiao Lei sneered and said: "Don't bully me, I don't understand. The energy of a ferret is concentrated at the tip of its tail. If the tip of its tail is gone, even if it doesn't die, it will be worse than death! Not to mention this, other ingredients
what else?"
Liang Fukuan observed his words and felt that it was not hopeless. He took out a piece of paper from his arms, handed it over and said respectfully: "They are all here. As long as Master Lei is willing to intercede for the little old man in front of the eldest sister, the little old man will be saved."