After the meal, Chef Luo asked Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan: "Do you think they can open a business directly at their level?"
Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan looked at each other and nodded with a smile.
Because I am going to open a restaurant, it is enough for each cook to cook a dozen dishes. A dozen cooks are equivalent to being able to cook a hundred dishes!
Chef Luo also smiled: "Then... open at a later date!"
The old head coach Gu Lanzhan immediately asked: "Should I choose a date?"
How many years of old immortal cultivator is he? He is very proficient in Zhouyi and other things.
Of course Chef Luo was happy. After discussing with Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan, he took Gu Lanzhan to the restaurant.
After carefully looking up and down, and fiddling with the compass, Gu Lanzhan set the opening date in half a month.
Coincidentally, this half month is enough time to arrange the new store in Fenglinlou properly.
When the group of people returned to the house happily, it was getting late, but a group of people gathered at the door.
Qiao Chu looked familiar at the clothes of those people. He walked over and saw that they were indeed the three princes and their escorts who had been driven away in the morning.
It's just that although the clothes of the guards and chamberlains are the same as before, the people have changed.
Everyone has a bruised nose and swollen face, and they will always lose face if they come back again.
The Eighth Prince was a little frustrated, but he was even more afraid that Chen Qingshan would tell them to go back. The first thing he said when he saw Chen Qingshan was: "They are here to send me here. The servants will leave soon, but there are a few guards who need to stay... We
I bought a house!"
The Eighth Prince pointed to the yard next to Chen Qingshan: "My father said that when we leave, this house will be given to you...the house deed will be in your name."
Chen Qingshan looked at the house next door: It was the one that he had originally set his sights on but thought it was too big and too eye-catching. It seemed to be a big house with four entrances.
That’s fine.
Chen Qingshan nodded: "Sure."
The Eighth Prince breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: "Then... I'll take Thirteen and Fifteen in first to clean up?"
"Go." Chen Qingshan waved his hand, and the three princes followed one by one, from oldest to youngest, into the house next door.
The chamberlains were also honest this time. None of them dared to say anything. They just put the things in and put them away. When they were put away, they left immediately.
The three princes came out of their respective rooms and came to Chen Qingshan in the front yard. They were all as honest as quails.
Chen Qingshan: "Tell me, what did your father tell you?"
Thirteen and Fifteen looked at the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince swallowed in embarrassment: "My father said, you are right..."
Chen Qingshan snorted: I think His Majesty the Emperor definitely said more than these two sentences, but they felt embarrassed to say it.
In the beginning, it is enough to get them to be honest.
"Have you ever learned kung fu before?"
The three princes all nodded: They have learned it, and they always thought that their abilities were quite high.
But today, I was overwhelmed by the skills of Chen Qingshan and Qiao Chu, and I started to doubt myself again.
Could it be that in the past, when the masters said that their kung fu was great, they were all lying to themselves?!
"Bai Shan..." Chen Qingshan thought for a while and called out the seven-year-old Bai Shan: "You have a fight with Fifteen."
The fifteenth prince, who was a head taller than Bai Shan, was a little nervous: "Me? Fight him?"
This Baishan looks so skinny and has so little flesh on his body. Can he bear a beating?
Bai Shan was a little excited, but also a little worried: The other party is a prince!
After thinking for a while, Bai Shan turned to look at Chen Qingshan: "Master?"
Chen Qingshan nodded clearly: "Let go! Go all out!"
The Eighth Prince: "..."
The Thirteenth Prince: "..."
The fifteenth prince: "..."
I originally thought that I couldn't beat Chen Qingshan, which was normal, but who knew that Chen Qingshan asked Shi Shi to fight this little carrot head.
This is a bit
Look down on people!
The Fifteenth Prince: "What if I hurt him?"
Chen Qingshan smiled naively: "It's okay. I don't blame you if it gets broken."
The fifteenth prince instantly gained momentum, took a stance and said, "Little brother, come on..."
Before he finished speaking, Baishan punched the fifteenth prince in the face!
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the fifteenth prince had a nosebleed!
The Thirteenth Prince and the Eighth Prince were both stunned!
The fifteenth prince held his nose and was very angry: "You...you don't follow the rules! You didn't even say start!"
The fist in Baishan's hand had already been loosened, and he asked with some confusion: "When you go into battle to kill the enemy, do you still have to shout to the other party to start?"
The Thirteenth Prince and the Eighth Prince: "..."
The fifteenth prince had tears in his eyes, but he didn't know how to reply. In the end, he could only leave with hatred.
Chen Qingshan looked at the Thirteenth Prince: "Thirteenth Prince, you fight Baishan."
The Thirteenth Prince was half a year older than the Fifteenth Prince, and was also born to a noble concubine. Upon hearing this, he stepped forward, opened his stance, and charged forward!
This time both sides were well prepared, and naturally they would not be knocked down by Baishan's punch, and they were soon fighting each other flatly and bang-bang.
Both children's kung fu is about the same, but they live in different environments and receive different teaching methods.
Even if the Thirteenth Prince was punched by Bai Shan, he would grimace in pain and his movements would be affected.
But Baishan was kicked by the Thirteenth Prince, but it seemed as if he was kicked by someone else. He didn't cry out in pain, his movements were not affected at all, and his next punch was still extremely fast...
This is really better than being beaten!
After fighting for more than ten rounds, the Thirteenth Prince was beaten with bruises and swollen face, and his movements became more and more sluggish, but Baishan seemed not to notice, and his punches and kicks were still in order...
Chen Qingshan finally said: "Stop."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Shan withdrew his fist and retreated.
The Thirteenth Prince immediately squatted down, covering his cheeks and stomach: Hiss...it hurts so damn much!
I had a fight with a guard before, how could it be so painful?
Only then did Thirteen realize that in the past, the guards and the master actually gave way to him. Although the fists and kicks were coming, they controlled the force and did not feel any pain.
But this kid in front of me is really ruthless...
Chen Qingshan looked at Baishan: "Are you okay?".z.br
"Okay!" Baishan replied crisply.
At this time, the little guy's fighting spirit was rising. Although everything on his body and face hurt, it felt like a fire was lit in his heart, making his chest filled with pride.
I am younger than the other party, and my status is not as high as the other party, but I am able to defeat the two princes...
Why am I so powerful?!
Bai Shan felt that he was so awesome that he almost went to heaven!
Chen Qingshan looked at the Eighth Prince again: "You, fight Baishan."
"Me? Fight him?"
The Eighth Prince was stunned: He was not just one head taller than Bai Shan, but two heads taller!
Moreover, he is already twelve years old and has been practicing martial arts for longer than Bai Shan. Naturally, his skills are not comparable to those of thirteen and fifteen.
Besides, Baishan has already played two games in a row, why are you still coming?
Does this count as bullying?!
The eighth prince was a little unhappy: it would be disgraceful to win, and even more embarrassing to lose!
Chen Qingshan's lips curled up slightly: "If you want to give up, that's fine. From today on, I will respect Baishan as my senior brother. From now on, the three of you will follow his training standards!"
When the Eighth Prince heard this, did he think this was enough?
Let the youngest cub be the leader of three princes? Isn't this an embarrassment to the royal family?
If my father knew about such things, the three of us would probably be doomed...
"Just fight!" The Eighth Prince stepped forward with a sonorous tone! This chapter has been completed!