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Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288

Chen Yang's attitude of silently paying for the money clearly expressed his determination.

The chef was still reluctant to give up, Mrs. You burst into laughter, and suddenly the tense atmosphere in the kitchen was like winter giving way to spring, and the flowers were blooming.

"Oh, what a big deal it is. I'll go and apologize to the county magistrate later, and then I'll make a dish with my own hands to replace it."

Lady You reached out and touched the little silver fox's head, and said to Chen Yang with a look of reluctance: "Sir, please take your precious pet back, it's so cute, don't let it get lost again.

The streets have not been very peaceful recently."

"Um?"

Chen Yang took a deep look at Mrs. You, and could not tell whether her words were intended to remind her of something, or whether they were casual and unintentional.

He could only cup his hands and say, "Thank you."

Chen Yang picked up the little silver fox, put it in his arms regardless of its struggle, turned around, took two steps and then stopped.

"that......"

Mrs. You rolled up her sleeves and seemed to be racing against time to cook in person. When she saw this, she said amusedly: "Sir, did you pull something again?"

"That's not true."

Chen Yang shook his head, licked his lips, and said shamelessly: "That pigeon swallowing swallow smells good, it would be a pity to waste it.

How about...packing it?"

The chefs and waiters present, including Mrs. You, all looked at Chen Yang with shocked eyes.

How shameless is this?

You got into trouble, you didn't argue with him, and you didn't report it to the county magistrate to deal with him, but you still had the nerve to pack him up?

Don't look at the money Chen Yang left behind. That money is not enough to trouble you.

Just when the people below were glaring at him and Chen Yang didn't change his expression, Mrs. You covered her mouth and smiled brightly: "Giggle, the little gentleman is such an interesting person, pack it up, of course you can pack it up.

One day I really want to cook by myself, please sir, have a good meal and try my cooking skills."

Mrs. You smiled and told her waiter Xiao Wu to pack it.

Xiao Wu followed the instructions angrily.

If he doesn't have any resentment, he'll be damned.

Of course, this pigeon swallow can no longer be given to the county magistrate, but they can eat it.

They don't mind the little fox licking it.

Guys like them don't usually have the chance to try such a delicious dish.

Mrs. You is a generous person, and since the food is gone, according to her habit, she will definitely give them an advantage.

During the eye contact between the several waiters, they had already divided up this pigeon swallow.

I never thought that a "package" would destroy everything.

A few minutes later, Chen Yang walked out of the kitchen, carrying a packed basket, head held high and amidst the reluctant eyes of the waiters, and then stepped out of Youjia Restaurant.

After just a few steps, I heard a commotion on the street behind me. Several petty officials, police officers, local powerful people, and the stars were all surrounding a handsome middle-aged man in brocade robes, walking towards Youjia Restaurant.

"The new county magistrate?"

Chen Yang looked at him deeply, then turned around and walked towards his small courtyard.

"Um?"

If the county magistrate noticed something, he turned his head and looked in one direction.

I could only see a silhouette passing by at the corner of the street, and if I tried to take a closer look, it would have disappeared without a trace.

He shook his head and walked into You's restaurant. Mrs. You stood at the door gracefully to greet her...

In his yard, Chen Yang put down the packing basket with one hand, took out the small silver fox with the other, and put it on the stone table together.

Before the little silver fox could stretch out its paws to reach the basket, there was a "clang" sound and a stone mirror fell in front of it.

The next second, there was a "tick" sound, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the Tongtianjian.

At the same time, Chen Yang’s voice reached the little silver fox’s ears:

"Guess whose blood this is?"


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