As the guy spoke, he waved his hand rather condescendingly.
"cannot--"
Wang Zi'an refused without hesitation.
You're kidding, I came out here to have fun and enjoy the joy of being a customer, I didn't come all the way here to be your cook!
I’m not short of money!
The fat boy opposite didn't seem to expect that Wang Zi'an refused so simply. He suddenly looked stunned and froze, his fat face turned red from holding back.
In so many years, this is the first time that someone has rejected me so simply and neatly, and he is also a cook!
Seeing that this guy wanted to continue to pester, Wang Zi'an didn't want to let the other party ruin his mood, so he quickly waved his hand and pretended to be sophisticated.
"The way of gourmet food is three-quarters of skills and seven-cents of mood. When cooking skills are reached to the extreme, it has a soul. It can be said that every delicacy has soul and emotion. When you are eager or too utilitarian, you will
Causing it to lose its aura..."
Having said this, Wang Zian spread his hands in a serious manner.
"You see, in this kind of place and this kind of environment, even if I have the intention, there is nothing I can do to help..."
I originally thought that when the other party heard such nonsense, he would back down wisely. Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the other party's eyes lit up and he showed an even more fiery expression.
"As expected, Xiongtai is a member of my generation and a master of cooking. I have always thought that, but I don't think Xiongtai can say it so clearly - every delicacy has its own unique soul. It's so well said!"
Wang Zi’an:……
"Let me formally meet you, my king Li Tai. May I ask my brother what your name is?"
The guy puffed up his chest as he spoke, and the fat on his chest trembled.
Li Tai?
The fat son of Lao Li’s family?
It really lives up to its reputation!
Fat enough!
Wang Zi'an looked at the man in front of him with strange eyes. He knew that this guy was quite talented and well-liked by Li Shimin, and he almost ascended to the throne of the crown prince.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be an experienced foodie.
At this time, Li Tai was raising his chest and folding his belly, looking at Wang Zi'an, waiting for Wang Zi'an to bow his head, and then he was acting like a polite corporal, taking advantage of the opportunity to recruit a palace chef.
After waiting for a long time, Wang Zi'an didn't respond.
No, there was a reaction. He cupped his hand in a scribble, said a long greeting, and then sat down to eat some noodles!
Li Tai:……
He almost wondered if there was something wrong with the other person's ears.
Just as he was about to get angry, he realized that the situation was not right, so he had to sit down with a dark face and waved his hand at the young woman.
"The same thing and another one..."
Even if you are angry, you still have to eat.
Especially the noodles and mutton stir-fried with green onions here are so delicious that they are countless times better than the chefs in my own palace.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a female and he was worried about his bad reputation, he would have had the urge to recruit this young woman to his palace to cook exclusively for him.
At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest also held a rice bowl and squeezed over with a smile.
"You don't mind if we share a table together -"
As he said this, the man shouted at the young woman.
"Give this young man a piece of mutton fried with green onions, my treat -"
sensible!
After he greeted him like this, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but smile at him and nodded.
"Brother, you're welcome - the question just now was just a deception. In fact, the three of them only produced twenty-seven articles in total. The two hidden articles were also from these twenty-seven articles. Using thirty
If we reduce the number of articles, we will naturally lose one article..."
The middle-aged Taoist priest was startled when he heard this. Li Tai, who was sitting with a dark face, subconsciously raised his head and looked at Wang Zi'an with a slightly different look.
I originally thought he was just a chef with excellent cooking skills, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a master of mathematics.
No wonder he is a bit arrogant!
He is a talent worth recruiting!
Thinking of this, his face suddenly became a little brighter. While waiting for his face, he considered his words in his heart, thinking about how to recruit later, so that he could appear to be open-minded and polite.
Li felt ashamed.
Well, it's best to take the initiative to cook a delicious meal for yourself.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but show a look of admiration after tasting it carefully.
"Little brother, at such a young age, I didn't expect that I would have such attainments in the field of mathematics. I can lift a heavy weight with ease, and combine skill with clumsiness. I can do this without leaving any trace. It's so brilliant -"
Listen to this guy's exaggerated praise.
Wang Zi'an laughed in his heart at that time. I'm afraid you don't know that when I was in school, I often failed in math and was sprayed with saliva by the teacher without even daring to raise my head.
"It's funny, it's funny. It's just some funny little things, not worthy of praise..."
Wang Zi'an laughed a little guiltily, saying that he had burned a lot of brain cells to death due to this problem.
Seeing that Wang Zi'an didn't seem to be hypocritical, the look of approval on the middle-aged Taoist's face became even stronger. It's rare to see such a young man with great talent and humility and self-control!
"My little brother is a great talent, but I am very happy to see you. I have a few math problems. I want to discuss them with my little brother. I don't know if it is convenient -"
"inconvenient!"
Wang Zi'an refused without thinking.
Are you kidding me?
Who do you see eating at a roadside stall and talking about math problems?
None of our math class representatives back then had ever played like this!
And your fanatical little appearance reminded me of the horror of being dominated by a math teacher.
"Forehead--"
The middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't help but his face froze, but he didn't show any anger. Instead, he smiled and picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass for Wang Zi'an and Li Tai respectively.
"Even though this is a roadside stall, the shopkeeper's drinks have a unique flavor. Why don't we have a drink together..."
Don't reach out to hit the smiling man. Wang Zi'an just doesn't want to come out to play and do math problems. If he doesn't mention math when he sees this guy, he won't turn him away.
He thanked him with a smile and took it. He raised his glass to the other party and Li Tai, and drank it down happily.
"I'm a poor Taoist, Li Chunfeng. How dare I ask my little brother what his name is?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his wine glass to refill the prince's wine and asked casually with a smile.
"Li Chunfeng - cough cough - you are Li Chunfeng?!"
Wang Zi'an, who was drinking noodles, almost choked at this sudden introduction.
He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked curiously at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, who called himself Li Chunfeng.
Is this the famous legendary stickman Li Chunfeng who is said to be the author of the miraculous push-back picture?
There are too many legends about Li Chunfeng in later generations.
It’s almost become a myth.
"Little brother, have you ever heard of Pindao?"
As Li Chunfeng spoke, he raised his wine glass with a searching look in his eyes. At this time, Li Chunfeng was not the same Li Chunfeng who would later create the "Pushing Back Picture". Although he was slightly famous, he was not as exaggerated as later generations.
I heard so much that I came here!
Wang Zi'an looked at Li Chunfeng, with little stars almost popping out of his eyes. It was rare to meet this legendary super stick. Do you want to ask him for a fortune teller later?