It was almost noon, Balff found the best tavern in the city for Chen Xiansong. Perhaps because of the good cooking skills in the new human era and the wide variety of seasonings, Chen Xiansong's mouth was also tricked. Balff praised the craftsmanship of this tavern very well, but Chen Xiansong felt ordinary when he tasted it, which was not as good as Xiao Min's craftsmanship. However, the final dish that came with the last one, Purple Heart Flower Roll, was pretty good, and Chen Xiansong ate a lot.

Seeing this, Bai Min turned around and went to the kitchen to ask the chef about how to make the purple heart flower roll meat. The fat and fat chef saw Bai Min as a beautiful woman for the first time, and was immediately fascinated by the ghosts and told his biggest secret.

Bai Min remembered that there were patent laws and trade secrets in the brain of biochemical people. Although the other party was a wild animal, she still gave the chef a few gold coins as compensation. When she left the kitchen, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes happened to come in. When he saw Bai Min, he was amazed first, and then quickly woke up. He blocked Bai Min with his right hand, stopped Bai Min, and asked, "Who are you and why are you here."

Seeing that Bai Min was dressed very gorgeously, he couldn't figure out the other party's identity, so he didn't dare to say anything bad.

The chef hurriedly hid the gold coins in his hand, and then said with a smirk: "Owner, this is a distant relative of me."

"Distant relative?"

The middle-aged manager valued the chef very much. When he heard that he was a distant relative, he gave up without much difficulty. Bai Min was thinking about whether to slap the annoying guy in front of him to the side. Because she knew that Chen Xiansong didn't like her slaughtering these wild animals, she endured it. Now that she saw that the other party gave in, she snatched the thoughts in her heart and left by herself.

The middle-aged manager watched Bai Min walk out of the kitchen. After a while, he turned around and said, "Tsk tsk, your distant relative is so beautiful. Why haven't you heard of it? My youngest son is about the same age as her... Wait." The middle-aged manager suddenly discovered something wrong: "We have investigated your relatives, but there is no such person at all. Who is she!"

"Actually... I don't know either." The chef hesitated for a while, and finally told the story in the interrogation look of the general manager: "I don't know why, she answered as soon as she asked."

"You idiot, maybe she is a spy sent from another tavern." The middle-aged general manager was so angry that he wanted to curse: "If the eldest master knew about this, you might not even have a life, and we would have to be unlucky. No, I have to find her back and make her forget about this." In this way, the middle-aged general manager chased out of the kitchen. He had just routinely checked the kitchen, but he didn't expect that he would encounter this situation.

Bai Min returned to the upper floor, Chen Xiansong just finished his meal and was having a dessert after dinner. Bai Min returned to her seat and said to the young man beside her: "Xiaosong, I just went to remember a new dish, and I still lacked some seasonings. Is there a while... Can you go to the spice shop with me?"

Chen Xiansong beat him apart: "No problem."

At this time, the middle-aged manager chased after him with three strong men. As soon as he saw Bai Min, he shouted: "You are you, come with us, don't think about resisting, otherwise don't blame us..." He stopped halfway through his angry words, and the six guards who were eating at another table stood up and quickly surrounded the four of them.

Balff patted the middle-aged manager on the shoulder: "Friend, you just said, don't blame you? What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged manager knew that he had played the iron plate now, but he didn't feel much afraid. This floor focuses on medium and high-end services, with few customers, all of them are merchants or servants in important positions in noble families. Generally, people with noble identities rarely go out to eat, and they have better and more professional chefs. These guests have disputes when they see them, and they seem to be quite big. Some timid people leave directly, and those who stay are all bold and want to watch the show.

They want to see what happens to Bai Min. Generally speaking, men will have a plot where heroes save beauty. They are wondering whether they have a way to solve the crisis for that girl. If they can show their charm during the period, they may be favored by that beautiful girl.

"This tavern is the property of the eldest son of Heitu City and Lord Zelonger." The middle-aged manager looked at Balff: "Maybe you have a good background, but if you want to make trouble, please weigh your own weight."

Hearing this, almost all the guests on the floor had been gone. Zelonger was a little famous in Heitu City, and ordinary people really didn't dare to mess with him. But Balff was not afraid. Now the backer behind him is the Soul Thinker Association. He patted the middle-aged manager's shoulder with some pride and proudly: "If I had heard this name before, I would take a detour immediately, but now it's not possible. Our master will no longer allow me to have such cowardly behavior, so you should go."

When the middle-aged manager finally felt something was wrong when he heard that the other party ignored Zelonger. "Who are you?"

"It's just an ordinary person." Chen Xiansong finally finished swallowing the dessert in his mouth. He took the sentence and said, "Balf, let him come over. I want to ask him what happened to him."

The middle-aged general manager walked to Chen Xiansong with some fear. Seeing that Chen Xiansong looked very kind, he plucked up the courage to talk about the matter roughly, and then continued: "Your Excellency, your female companion did use a special means to ask the tavern's signature dish from our chef."

"I didn't use any special means, and I also gave him a patent fee." Bai Min said.

"Those few gold coins are useless at all." The middle-aged manager smiled bitterly and said, "The biggest problem is that if Lord Zelonger knows this, all the clerks in our tavern will be in trouble."

Chen Xiansong said strangely: "Wouldn't it be better to hide it from him?"

The bitter smile on the middle-aged manager's face never stopped: "It can't be hidden. Someone tried this before, but later he disappeared from Heizu City. No one knew where he went."

With Zelonger's temperament, Chen Xiansong felt that the other party might really do this. He was unwilling to let the people in this tavern be threatened by their own relationships. After thinking for a while, he said, "Or what do you think we will talk to Zelonger about this matter in person."

"That's good, thank you, thank you for your understanding." The middle-aged general manager bowed a few times and then continued, "In order not to bother you, we will invite You Zelonger over immediately. You can wait here for a while, okay?"

The middle-aged general said it nicely, but he was obviously afraid that Chen Xiansong and others would leave. Balff and others looked a little displeased, but Chen Xiansong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for him here."

The middle-aged general manager Ru De He Ling, so he quickly sent his men to the lord's mansion to invite the boss behind the scenes, while he was here to accompany Chen Xiansong to talk about things. This person is good and has enough experiences. He often can tell some interesting stories and rumors from various countries. Chen Xiansong happened to have some shortcomings in common sense of this era, so he listened with relish.

About twenty minutes later, Zelonger arrived. He walked upstairs with a cold face, and then sat down in front of Chen Xiansong. The middle-aged general manager took a few steps back, bending over and standing behind his master in cold sweat, without daring to raise his head.

"About that dish's secret recipe..."

Chen Xiansong was about to speak, but Zelonger interrupted him: "It doesn't matter. If it were an ordinary person, I would find a way to make him forget, but you are different. You helped me just now, and I don't want to owe you favors. If you want other dishes recipes, I will give them all to you."

"Your Excellency Zelonger, that recipe is something you spent a lot of money from the soul of the royal city..." The middle-aged general manager seemed to want to say something behind.

"Shut up!" Zelonger looked back at his tavern manager: "You go down and do your business, you don't deserve to stay here now."

"Yes!" The manager bent down and left.

Chen Xiansong was really uncomfortable with Zelonger's behavior of being above and calling his subordinates. He felt a little uncomfortable and twisted and moved around the chair for a while before saying, "It sounds like you paid a lot of money. How much is it? I'll give it to you at the price."

"Sometimes money is worthless," Zelonger said coldly: "If you use it, you can pay back a favor I owe you, and I have made a profit. Moreover, I have a weird person. If I owe someone a favor, I will find a way to pay it off, and then in turn, let the other party owe me more favors, so I will bring a message."

This was really a childish weird thing. Chen Xiansong laughed in silence: "What news?"

"I went back and had someone investigate. Comos has been very close to Howard recently, so you'd better be careful."

"Who is Howard?"

Zelonger smiled rarely, but because his face was too cold, it gave people a feeling of a demon-like hideous smile: "I am really sad for him. Others say I am arrogant and don't take people seriously, but compared with you, it seems to be a little different. You humiliated the person severely, turned your head, but forgot the other person's name. It's such a bottomless pride, and I feel inferior to myself."

Facing Zelonger's little ridicule, Chen Xiansong didn't care. He thought about it for a while, and then said, "It's the guy who came to find trouble at the banquet. Comos got very close to him? What does this matter to me? They are just normal noble social interactions." It's not that Chen Xiansong has no sense of crisis. He grew up in a quiet environment like the new human era. He would not randomly guess other people's behavior with malicious intentions.
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