Jiang Feng was already in a critical situation. Even if he had not even had time to pull out the weapon, he simply squatted on the ground with his legs, bounced his legs and slammed into the opponent's arms with his shoulders. This was the bear squat of Bajiquan. It was suddenly pulled closer by Jiang Feng. The opponent's fist momentum stopped and pulled backwards. Jiang Feng had already bullied him in.

Because the distance was too close, the punches and feet were powerless. Before he could change, Jiang Feng quickly turned his body extremely quickly, hugged him, wrapped himself around the other party's waist, shouted loudly, lifted him up, and crashed towards the brick wall beside the alley.

With a loud bang, a lot of dust fell. The person who attacked the sneak attacker was hugged and hit him, and he suddenly became a little slow to react. Before he could straighten up from the base of the wall, Jiang Feng's steel knife was unsheathed, and he had already landed on his neck and did not dare to move.

Only then did Jiang Feng see the appearance of the person opposite him clearly. The middle-aged strong man wearing the regular uniform of a military officer in the Jinyiwei, with a big beard on his face, and looked very tall, looking very fierce. He was in his thirties. Jiang Feng was secretly alert and thought, have he done something that he had violated the above taboos and sent someone to take me.

He didn't notice the smile on the other person's face. Seeing that there was no one in the alley, he was about to ask, but he didn't expect that Zhang Liang, who had not made any sound, shouted anxiously but embarrassedly:

"Master, don't hurt my dad."

"Your father!?"

Jiang Feng's hand trembled, almost cutting the bearded man's neck. He quickly staggered the blade a little. After a closer look, he found that there was a certain similar place between the eyebrows and eyes. Zhang Liang didn't dare to move forward at all. Jiang Feng was only two or three years older than him.

But from the meeting to the present, I have been beaten almost every day. Although the exercise results are very significant, I also fear the young man. When I see Jiang Feng, I just look like a mouse and a cat.

Zhang Liang scratched the back of his head on the side, looked at the big man sitting by the wall and said:

"Last night when my father was taking the school entrance exam, I found that I had lasted a little longer than usual. I first praised me, but when I was happy, I said it, but I was scolded and said..."

The man on the ground suddenly became angry and started cursing there:

"I'm just rude like a woman. I just want to see if you, a master, is qualified to teach you. A little brat. I haven't seen you for more than ten days, but the lower plate is much more steady. I said, Brother Jiang, can you take that knife away? There is no embroidered sword in the street patrol? I feel panicked when I look at your sharp blade."

It seems that this is Zhang Liang's father, but although he has a big beard, his face is less than forty years old. This makes Jiang Feng think in his mind, but he still retracted the knife in his hand into the sheath. Although Zhang Liang's father was angry, he could not see a similar expression on his face. He thrust his waist and jumped up from the ground. He stood up and slapped Zhang Liang, who was about to come to support him, and laughed and scolded:

"Boy, I found a good master without telling me. When will I worship the ancestor tablet? Get started..."

Zhang Liang's father was talking like a cannon here. Zhang Liang was getting more and more embarrassed there, but Jiang Feng looked quite interesting. Zhang Liang, who was heartless in daily life, also acted like a child. Zhang Liang pulled his father's sleeve and said softly:

"Dad, I just kowtowed and did nothing else."

This time, Zhang Liang's father was really angry. His face was obviously full of anger. He grabbed Zhang Liang there and said viciously:

"Bastard!"

Before he could scold, Jiang Feng was a little impatient on the side. Zhang Liang was fine with the jokes between the father and son in front of him, but his father's attitude was too heavy. Seeing that he felt extremely uncomfortable, Jiang Feng said coldly:

"Zhang Liang learns from me, and I am my apprentice. Why do you want so many empty gifts? Zhang Liang! It's getting late, go out of the city with me to go to the market to take a look."

As soon as this stiff sentence came out, Zhang Liang's father's face lit up, and he stopped getting angry. He came over and patted Jiang Feng on the shoulder and said in praise:

"Young people are good, they have brains and fists, but they are a little impulsive. I'll feel relieved to hand over their son to you."

After saying that, he turned around and left cleanly, ignoring Zhang Liang over there. When he was about to leave the entrance of the alley, he suddenly turned around and said:

"Zhao Laosan from the west of the city is asking for trouble for your business tonight, so you have to be careful."

Jiang Feng walked to Huifeng Building with Zhang Liang with a gloomy face. On the day of opening, the seats were booked out except for the people who tried the dishes. Now everyone is preparing for this nervousness. Jiang Feng walked into the hall downstairs, which has been almost renovated.

Every time he stood in this hall, Jiang Feng felt like he was working in a restaurant in his previous life. Even a rough man like him still felt a little emotional. As for Zhang Liang behind him, he always looked at everything in front of him with his eyes shiny. Jiang Feng took out a piece of white paper from his arms, which read the recipe and method of the egg custard this morning. This was what Su Guanyue curled up and helped copy it.

In the past few days, Jiang Feng finished writing on the wooden board with charcoal, and then handed it over to Zhao Xiucai to write. Zhao Xiucai read it to Bao Wen. If there is anything wrong with cooking, it is to study it with Jiang Feng. If Jiang Feng’s stones and gold-like fat man would not feel that it was magical in the past few days.

Then, some dishes were created out of thin air, with wonderful combinations and extremely deliciousness, which made Bao Wen, who had been a chef for more than ten years, admired him so much.

As for Zhao Xiucai, who is closer to Jiang Feng, he has no idea what his boss is good at kung fu, can make money, and can cook. When he saw the restaurant hall where the decoration was almost completed, he admired him so much that he already regarded Jiang Feng as a god.

Zhao Xiucai carefully put away the recipe. For him, Jiang Feng, who could be regarded as a secret restaurant, gave him the words "Shipman" to keep, was a kind of trust. Zhao Xiucai, who had long been thinking of dying for his confidant, felt that his boss valued and trusted him.

However, Jiang Feng's mood this morning was obviously depressed. Zhang Liang, who followed him, always chatted and laughed loudly when he came to the restaurant, but at this time he followed honestly, looking so generous that he didn't dare to say anything, and Zhao Xiucai didn't dare to say anything.

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