Food halberd!

These two words weighing more than a thousand pounds were spit out by Xia Yu's mouth, and the air was almost frozen.

Wei Zhong had a face and his expression was wonderful.

Shocked, frightened.

Wei Zhong, who has always regarded himself as a senior and a powerful senior, never expected this.

When a junior who can be regarded as his son, in front of the camera, pointed at the nose and spit out the two sacred words, how could he still maintain his past calmness?

"You, how dare you..." Wei Zhong's hair stood up.

No one wants to be killed.

Especially, on the eve of his squatter plan, the thing he regarded as a prey as mortal death suddenly broke out and bite him back...

certainly.

If Xia Yu learned what Wei Zhong was thinking, he would definitely sneer. Can I fight back? Can I show him?

Wake up, brother, it's time to move bricks.

This is the end of self-righteousness.

"Why don't you dare?" Xia Yu laughed, "You are Lin Chu, and I am also recognized as Lin Chu. Everyone's cooking skills are at the same stage, and there is no saying that anyone bullies anyone across the border. Oh, isn't it because Chef Wei thinks that I would like to ask you for food to be a big snack?"

Snacks big!

Including Wei Zhong, everyone in the audience was choked.

In the live broadcast room, Tang Yuqiong heard the boy's voice in the headphones, and was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes opened very wide. Then the entire live broadcast room was filled with her cheerful laughter, "Hahahahaha, although the Chinese world is big, but the younger generation several times, this is the summer demon king. He dares to say this to the prescription king! He speaks vulgar words!"

"Vulgar words!" The barrage followed, and there was joy.

...

Backstage.

On the corridor, Xia Yu put his hands in his pockets and walked calmly.

The female host Qi Qingyan rushed over and said breathlessly: "Chef Xia, Chef Xia, wait!"

"Oh, Sister Qi!"

Xia Yu stopped and turned around, and found that the female host was looking at him with incredible eyes, her lips were stuttering, and there was obviously something dissuasion in her throat. But Qi Qingyan was sober after all, and knew that the young man was on stage just now, and the food was inevitable!

"Old Lan asked me to come over and ask you about the food treaty." Qi Qingyan's clear eyes looked calm and clear, with obvious worries written on it.

Xia Yu has a good relationship with her.

This female host is the leading actress of CCTV Food Station. Before, Xia Yu and her photo were once popular on the Internet, and a small scandal was inevitable.

"Is the food and halberd treaty?" Xia Yu said, "I have already planned it in my heart. Sister Qi, go to Wei Zhong to ask first."

After saying that, he opened the lounge door and waved to Qi Qingyan.

indoor.

Liu Ying, Zhu Qing, Lei Aoxue, either stand or stand.

"I didn't expect that the prescription king of dignified noodles was so disgusted with Sakura's use of fantasy ingredients!" Lei Aoxue took care of Liu Ying's black hair soaked in sweat, and the comb fell down gently over and over again.

Zhu Qing observed that Xia Yu looked at Liu Ying with a faint apology, and said with a tweet: "It seems that you two don't know Wei Zhong and the forces behind him when you return to China."

"The Huang Party, also known as Baiyun Pavilion, is an extremist among the diehards. In the early years, Huang He himself shouted and beat and killed the emerging domestic tyrant chefs, and probably secretly used his tricks to kill him a lot."

"The one in my family is open-minded about the emerging school of the Fighting Domineering, and is happy to see it happen. Otherwise, if he had driven all the kills, this branch would have been removed from the country long ago and became a taboo that no one dared to mention!"

As he said that, when Zhu Qing saw Xia Yu, Lei Aoxue looked suspicious.

"ha!"

She couldn't help laughing, "Yes, you don't believe it, it's just because Chen Dingbang, the leader of this genre, died tragically. But I said, can you stop putting the blame on my old man?"

Zhu Qing put his hips on his hips and shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, why are you talking so much?" Zhu Qing's eyes rolled, "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."

"Eating and eating is not a child's play."

"What's more, what you are facing is a quasi-dragon chef walking on the road. Ayu, don't be dying!" After Zhu Qing finished speaking, he pushed the door open. His back seemed very casual and careless, but he covered the door with his back hand and quickly walked to a corner. She stopped suddenly.

Looking up at the electric lights in the corridor, Zhu Qing's eyes were a little dazed.

The lights swayed, the colors were bleak and scattered, falling on the top of the head. The red carpet on the ground suddenly became red in the lights that looked like a dream, like a microcosm of the Avici Hell, which made Zhu Qing feel palpitations in his heart.

This is not a good sign.

"A Yu, will it be fine?"

Zhu Qing's heart was tightened, and cold sweat spilled out of his spine.

"Yes!" She gritted her silver teeth, and the suspicion and shaken on her pretty face were all shattered by this neat kick. Zhu Qing stepped out, and her eyes were filled with a touch of ruthlessness, "You can lose, but with me, no one can hurt A Yu!"

She whispered, for no reason, a memory buried deep surging up like a tide.

An elegant embroidery pavilion.

The air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, and a pale woman lying in the brocade quilt embroidered by the embroidered couch.

"Xiaoqing..." Zhu Qing felt a cold palm in her hand. The woman was obviously at dying. There was no resentment on her face, and she had a gentle smile on her usual days. "That child will be asked to take care of you in the future."

Outside the Embroidery Pavilion, a large group of people gathered in the Zhu Mansion, each with sad faces, but more of them were relieved.

After the eldest lady of Zhu's family gave birth, her body had already fallen into a disease and she had less cooking. She had left the profession of chefs and began to become a qualified mother. But a month ago, the bad news came. The weak young lady was exhausted and extremely sad, but she had a high fever for ten consecutive days without regressing, and the medicine was not effective.

In this world, chefs are respected, but before the chef reaches a certain level, his body is at most stronger than ordinary people, but he is far from being exaggerated to the extent that all diseases do not invade and prolong life.

Once he is terminally ill, martial arts masters can only die with a smile.

At the outside of the crowd, Zhu Ji held a steaming food box. Hearing the crying sounds from the embroidery pavilion, his vicissitudes of face suddenly grew older and his straight body slightly hunched.

...

Bang!

In the background, Wei Zhong punched the table and said furiously: "Dare you, Lord!"

Duan Hong and Wang Qian, who followed him to the backstage, also looked at each other.

The Xia Demon King attacked, which also shocked these two chefs.

Doudou.

The cell phone vibrated. Duan Hong glanced at Wei Zhong, who was panting with his back to them to calm his emotions. He answered the phone and whispered a few words, and handed the phone out, "Old Wei, Master Huang asked you to answer the phone."

Wei Zhong took a deep breath and exhale. The anger on his face disappeared, and changed to a quiet state like water.

"Okay, although things have variables and are biased from the plan, the food halberd is a food halberd. Whether it is proactive or proposed, our initial goal has been achieved!"

"...Well, as you told me, I think he would agree to the treaty of food!"

The phone hangs up.

It happened that someone knocked on the door, and Qi Qingyan's voice came in, "Chef Guard, Old Lan ordered me to come to you to confirm the food treaty."

"Please come in."

Qi Qingyan entered the door with a little nervousness and observed Wei Zhong, but saw the candidate noodle king who was asked to eat halberd in public, looking at her with a smile on his lips.

That expression and that expression were not at all angry.

This is calmness from the bottom of your heart!

Qi Qingyan's heart skipped a beat and secretly worried about the Xia Demon King, but his face remained silent and said to Wei Zhong: "Please draft a treaty of food and halberds as soon as possible. I will hand it over to Chef Xia. If he agrees, the documents will be handed over to the official custody."

"Hold on."

Wei Zhong took a long-printed document from the briefcase and started writing in the treaty column with a black water-based pen.

at the same time.

Xia Yu also took a piece of paper, took a pen, and wrote three square Chinese characters on the paper.

Next to him, Lei Aoxue looked at these three words slightly.

"This negates everything... torture!"
Chapter completed!