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Chapter 132 You have to return my dad's golden spoon to him first, otherwise I can't help it

Not long after, a more bizarre scene appeared at the entrance of a big hotel.

Taking the store door as the dividing point, there are a long row of diners waiting anxiously on the right, and a long row of diners holding plates on the left. The diners on the left look at the diners on the right, and the diners on the right are swallowing their saliva. The diners on the right... there is no time to look at the diners on the left.

The second floor of Qiaofu Villa.

Feng Tianbao and Li Qifeng's eyes were about to fall to the ground and fall to pieces. At this moment, they felt that they had seen the most absurd things in the world.

"What the hell is going on? Manager Feng, this makes no sense. Now is not the time to eat at all. Why are there so many people eating in his shop?" Li Qifeng asked incredibly.

Now this guy is not said to be the one who paid for it, because even if he is a tutor, he cannot be so dedicated and cannot act so well.

Feng Tianbao said: "You ask me, who will I ask?"

The same sentence, he answered Li Qifeng several times with this sentence.

"But now it's not time for dinner. After six o'clock, our hotel business is definitely better than his." Feng Tianbao said confidently.

At around 6 pm, old diners He Hongcan and Zhu Ziheng drove over with people. When they arrived at the door of the shop, they saw that the few people were all stupid and even forgot to step on the accelerator and walked forward. They sat in the car and looked straight at a big restaurant.

"I said to Manager He, this... should I be so exaggerated? There were not many people yesterday, why did there suddenly be so many today?" Zhu Ziheng asked incredible.

He Hongcan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Master Ding may be advertising."

“…How do you advertise in such a small store?”

"I don't know either."

"Then do we still eat? There are too many people, and we don't know when we will wait."

"You guys can do it. Anyway, after eating the food here and then eating from other places, it will be boring. I'll wait for a while."

"Shan, let's wait together."

Didi...

They were talking, and the car behind kept honking and urging, blocking the way.

The last few people parked the two cars in the parking lot on the side of the road, got off the bus and went to the end of the team to wait.

Qiaofu Villa.

At this time, their hotel also started to receive guests. Feng Tianbao asked Li Qifeng to greet him. He was still watching in front of the window. The more he looked at the guy, the more he sweated, because he found that a diner was driving to the small broken shop opposite for dinner. This was a bit too unreasonable, right?

Diners who drive should come to our Qiaofu Villa. Did you go to the wrong door?

But when he saw the people in the car get out, he went to queue up honestly, and realized that the person was not going to the wrong door, just to have a meal at a big restaurant.

"It's really a big deal. What's wrong with this world? Whether it's decoration or food, our Qiaofu Villa Hotel is much more elegant than the small and broken shop, and it's much taller. Why do you all go to the small and broken shop to eat? Are you crazy or the world crazy?"

Feng Tianbao thought ten thousand whys.

However, what made him feel relieved was that although the business of the violent uncle's small broken shop opposite was good, it did not affect their business in Qiaofu Villa, and there were still many people coming to their place for dinner.

Not long after He Hongcan and Zhu Ziheng arrived, two more cars came.

In the car, Hong Jinpeng and Xiao Youcheng were stunned when they looked at the entrance of a big hotel.

"Old Xiao, is it really here?" Chen Ming asked.

Xiao Youcheng smiled and pointed to the sign that had already been lit and said, "It's this place, isn't that his signature? A big hotel."

"He is really the chef of a small broken shop?"

“Really.”

"That's amazing. If this guy's identity is exposed, how can those contestants have the attitude to survive? They are all chefs from five-star hotels, but they end up losing to the master of a fly restaurant. It's so ironic."

"What's the matter? The chef originally won the world by relying on his strength. A high-level hotel does not necessarily make delicious. The ancestors of China have long said that the real delicacy of China is not in the hotel, but in the small vendor stalls that carts are carrying. I didn't believe it before, but now I can't believe it." Hong Jinpeng said.

Chen Ming pushed open the car door and was about to get out of the car. Hong Jinpeng asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go and take a look. We are at least acquaintances to see if we can help us first. After all, if we wait, we don't know if we wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

“Okay.”

Chen Ming got off the car and walked towards a big hotel.

Xiao Youcheng sat in the car and laughed. Based on his understanding of Ding Peng, Chen Ming was probably going to be defeated. This guy is not such a easy-to-talk person.

Sure enough, Chen Ming came to the entrance of a big hotel and couldn't even go in. The diners waiting behind were unhappy when they saw a guy going to go to the line.

"Hey, are you polite? We are all waiting, you are anxious, aren't you?"

"That's right, it looks so old, why are you so useless?"

"Don't stand in front of me, I've been waiting for several hours."

"What are you doing? Go to the back line."

Chen Ming was so depressed that he hurriedly said, "This is my friend, I'll say something to him."

A young man next to him curled his lips and said, "I am still Master Ding's nephew. Isn't you going to queue up?"

“…”

Chen Ming finally couldn't get in and stood at the door and shouted, "Master Ding Peng, I'm Chen Ming, Mr. Xiao and President Hong are here too. Can you help us first?"

Ding Peng heard the sound, turned his head and looked, then pointed out, and said, "Look in line first."

"I...when will this be scheduled? We are old."

"Does the age be used to eat?"

"You... are you still angry with me? Well, I apologize to you. I will make a few dishes for us first. Can't we pack it? It doesn't take up your place."

“Not packed.”

“…”

Chen Ming vomited blood. At this moment, Ding Cailin came over with a small notebook and smiled.

"Grandpa Chen?"

When Chen Ming saw Ding Cailin, he seemed to see a life-saving straw. He hurriedly said, "Daughter, tell your dad if you can cook a few dishes for us first. We can just go to the car to eat, and it won't take up a seat."

Ding Cailin looked at the two cars on the roadside, and the little beauty laughed and said, "Yes."

"Really? Then I'll ask you for this."

Chen Mingxin said that you would never refuse your daughter’s plea.

Who knew that just as he was about to finish, Ding Cailin stretched out his white and tender little hand and said, "You have to return my dad's golden spoon first, otherwise I can't do anything about it."

"you......"

Old Chen Ming almost fell to the ground in a flash. The two of them... were really fucking more than the other.

In the end, he could not enter the shop. The people in front of him did not give in at all. There were people sitting next to him, and there was no room to squeeze in.

There was no way, Chen Ming returned to the car dejectedly.

Xiao Youcheng asked with a smile: "Why are you back?"
Chapter completed!
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