Mr. Du wanted to say something again, but opened his mouth and didn't say anything again. Obviously, he didn't want to interrupt me and wanted to continue listening to me.

"The other person is dressed as a Confucian scholar. It's good. They are from the Tang Dynasty and are wearing costumes from the late Tang Dynasty. The Confucian scholar has a pretty face and a nice smile, but his eyes are extremely bright and he holds a book in his hand."

Everyone listened and looked carefully, and they were all rushing to magnifying glasses. Mr. Sun quickly asked someone to prepare a few more magnifying glasses.

I said again: "It is a military book, with the words "Military Prophecy" written on it."

This sentence came out and everyone was shocked.

They all tried their best to see the name of the book held by the bookkeeper.

But they all shook their heads in disappointment, but fewer and fewer people questioned me.

Only Mr. Sun said: "I have rarely heard of the military book "Military Prophecy".

Although he rarely heard of it, his tone was not questioning.

I continued, "The Taoist priest has a goat whisker, and his face is very pretty. He is wearing a linen sermon. Although he is not very old, he has a fairy-like appearance, as if everything is passing by. He can smile and look out of the sky..."

Then I told the characteristics of the two chess players in a casual manner. Everyone was impressed by the fact that no one questioned me.

Finally, after I finished speaking, everyone was silent for a long time. After a while, Old Xue said, "Although I can't prove whether what Mr. Zhan Yong said is true or false, I believe it. So, brothers, please give me a face to you. Don't fight with Zhan Yong for this painting. He is the one who is destined to be the painting."

Everyone, especially those older ones, nodded sincerely after thinking about it, and said they would not argue anymore.

However, Mr. Du said: "This painting is not a problem. I believe that even if you are not a person with super good eyesight, you must be the best owner of this painting. However, this little kid makes us old guys feel itchy, but it is unbearable. I always feel uncomfortable. Just like this, how can we old guys feel comfortable? Then, I really won't fight."

When Mr. Du said this, I felt a little embarrassed. I really don’t know how to do it to make them feel comfortable.

You said I am not a beauty either, and I can’t accompany you to eat and drink, how can I make you feel comfortable? Isn’t this a embarrassing person?

At this moment, Shu Ying said, "Uncles, you have been reading the painting for a long time. How about we drink some tea first? My dad has the best tea here, so can you chat while drinking it?"

Shu Ying was a delaying strategy, but it made me feel relieved.

However, her words seemed to have no effect.

Mr. Du said: "I am a poor child and I have never had the habit of drinking tea since I was a child. Besides, we came here, but for the sake of eating, not for the sake of tea. Why? Xiao Yingying, you are planning to let us drink a lot of water and send you all these uncles."

Shu Ying said awkwardly: "Oh, Uncle Du, see what you said, so let's have someone prepare the meal, you can have a chat while eating."

Everyone did not object and agreed to it.

However, Shu Ming and Mr. Sun looked embarrassed and pulled Shu Ying's father to the side and said, "Chairman, our chef just asked for leave yesterday and returned to his hometown. We didn't invite anyone in time today. Now there are only dishes and no one is cooking. What should I do?"

Shu Ying's father said angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I have to let me lose face in front of these old friends."

My ears were pointed, and my heart immediately moved. I pulled Shuying over and said, "Can you tell your father? I can cook, let me cook."

"Ah, you know how to cook? The elderly people are so chewy about their tastes. Don't think you can just cook some home-cooked dishes to them. Are you okay?"

I thought for a while and said, "As long as you can prepare the dishes for me and then tell me their taste, I will be 80% sure."

Shu Ying thought for a while and said, "That's OK, I'll tell my dad."

Then Shu Ying went to his father and said, "Dad, can you let Zhan Yong cook? He knows how to cook. And he cooks very well."

"Nonnao, you uncles have a very good taste. You don't know. That's it, Lao Sun, go to Weixianju to get a table food."

At this time, Shu Ming said, "Dad, you see that my sister has said it, just let his classmates try it. It's really not possible, and it's not too late to buy it."

When Shu Ying's father saw Shu Ming talking to his sister, he thought for a while and said, "Okay, then try a few first. If not, hurry up and buy it."

Then he turned around and went to find those old friends.

Shu Ying was surprised to see her brother talking for her, but no matter what, she finally agreed to the father.

Shu Ying whispered thanks to Shu Ming, then ran to me and said, "I can compete for opportunities, but it's up to you, it depends on you."

Shu Ying was actually not very happy, mainly because she was afraid that my cooking skills would not work.

But I am not worried. As long as I have good ingredients, my level is far superior to that of an average chef.

Under the guidance of the welcome guests, I took Wang Dahai to the kitchen.

Sure enough, the dishes in the kitchen are really quite complete. They are much more sophisticated than the utensils in the Strange Old Man’s Hotel. After all, the Shu family is a club.

I just found out about the tastes of those old gentlemen like Shu Ying. Mr. Du has a strong taste and loves spicy food, while Mr. Xue and Mr. Cheng like to eat lighter foods.

These are all very simple. After reading the ingredients, I already knew it.

There is a chef in the kitchen, and Wang Dahai is enough.

I greeted me: "Maohai, start construction."

Dakai said: "Okay, it depends on you."

Wang Dahai is still very confident in my cooking skills, because he knows that I have made the business of the Strange Old Man restaurant several times over the days. He is a great chef.

While doing it, I secretly laughed at myself: No matter where I go, it’s all the chef’s life!

Time flies, but I also serve it quickly.

"Oh, Lao Shu, when did you change the chef? This liver tip is the best one I have ever eaten. It's great. Alas, Lao Cheng, don't you eat internal organs?" At the dinner table, Mr. Du praised and said, Mr. Cheng.

"Oh, I'm not going to eat this, I'm trying it." Mr. Cheng had already slurped six chopsticks, and he still called it tasting.

"Hey, Lao Xue, why did you eat it? You can't do it, you have to keep it for me. This is my dish." Old Du looked at Old Xue and launched an attack, and was a little anxious.

"Dear men, please be careful, Mapo chicken is served." Wang Dahai served the dishes. Because I saw Shu Ming had been near the kitchen, I did not ask the people he arranged to serve the dishes, but asked Wang Dahai to serve the dishes himself, and even told him not to let others take over.

Therefore, every dish is done by myself, and Wang Dahai personally served it on the table.

In this way, you won’t be afraid of others adding materials.

Shu Ming’s help to Shu Ying may not necessarily be kind-hearted. I know this very well, but I can’t tell Shu Ying.

"Dear uncles, here we are again, fairy legs."

"Hey, I've opened my eyes this time. I've eaten it for a lifetime. I've never heard of these two dishes before. Come and try it." Old Du was so happy.

"Oh, Lao Shu, where did you hire a chef? This salary is a lot of money. This dish is at its best, and the level of the state banquet." Mr. Cheng praised.
Chapter completed!