Evil Master

Just when Duan Hong's body was bloated to the point that it was extremely uncomfortable, the TT cart rolled on top of a raised speed reducing belt. It swayed slightly, as if it wanted to wake the girl up.

I didn't expect that although the young girl's body gently swayed with me, she was still in deep sleep. Her head fell forward and she actually lay on Duan Hong's thigh!

< p > My god!

Duan Hong felt two more blood spurting out from his nose, he immediately focused his mind and suppressed the urge in his heart. Last time, there was a nose bleed that destroyed one of his elevator doors, if that happened, wouldn't this car be crippled?

Although Duan Hong didn't know how to drive a car, he could still tell that the value of this car wasn't something that he could afford. Gritting his teeth, he constantly chanted the Heart Sutra in his head: Observing oneself in Bodhisattva;

Everything was the same as usual, including the sariras, the sariras, the air, the emptiness, the emptiness, the lust, the desire to learn, and so on. Slowly, the heat in his heart began to subside, bringing with it a cool feeling, and Duan Hong exhaled a mouthful of foul air, his heart still calm but his body still maintaining a high fighting spirit.

He turned his head away from the scene that he could not bear to look at. A trace of admiration rose in his heart, [I really am not as good as senior brother, in such a short period of time.]

He actually made the girl lie down on his lap to give him a taste — Hey, even called the number one prince of Ku Chan Temple, Liu Xiohui, the second generation, he dared to say it.

He didn't know that the young girl was sleeping. Just now, when he saw her holding Duan Hong's arm, his body had been attached to her. Moreover, it was normal for the car to shake up and down.

Duan Hong saw that the Lincoln was about to leave the highway intersection, and in front of him was a service area. It was noon, and it was time for lunch, so he controlled the car to enter the server.

The yellow speed bump on the road was much higher than the one on the highway. The girl's body trembled and she woke up with a start. Her eyes were open and she was lying on the leg of an unfamiliar man with something pressing against her forehead.

With a scream, she sat up and didn't dare look at Duan Hong, as she lowered his head.

He turned back and spat, cursing silently: Shameless, senior brother's control over his body is not bad. When he sees a place to be, he will release —

< p > "You're awake!" < < <

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When Duan Hong opened his mouth, he discovered that his voice had become very hoarse.

The young girl nodded and stole a glance at Duan Hong as if nothing had happened. She softly said: "Sorry, I fell asleep just now."

By this time, the Lincoln had pulled up, and Rejuvenation snorted behind him as he ran into the dining area.

The driver got down from the car, untied the steel wire rope, and together with Duan Hong and the young lady, they pushed the TT, moving it to the service area's repair workshop for maintenance.

< p > "Repairing the car may take some time. Do you want something to eat?"

Duan Hong asked.

At this time, the young lady had already taken off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of pitch black eyes. Seeing Duan Hong with a tinge of bashfulness, she nodded slightly.

The three of them entered the dining area and found that there weren't many people eating in the hall. It was quiet, cold, and the air conditioner in the middle was blowing cold air.

His mouth was stuffed full with food. He would peek at Duan Hong and the young lady from time to time, and seeing the shame on their faces, he would curse them in his heart.

The food in the service area was not so good, so Duan Hong saw a few pails filled with rotten vegetables. A few fat chefs were patting the food in their hands, their belly and faces covered with oil.

No wonder this guy wanted a bucket of noodles, since he had no appetite at all.

The young girl frowned, she didn't say anything as she followed beside Duan Hong. Her expression already revealed that she didn't like the dish either, which meant that she was definitely the young miss of a wealthy family. She probably hadn't eaten this kind of food before.

Duan Hong had suffered a lot when he was young, but after a few years of talking, he finally managed to make sense of the situation. He walked over to the chef and asked, "Hello Master, where is your kitchen? Can I cook for myself? "

The head chef rubbed his belly and said, "You can't, how can you just enter the kitchen? If you don't like it, then forget it. Go buy some dry bread to eat."

Duan Hong laughed and said to the girl: "Wait for me for a while."

The young girl had only met him once, but her smile was like the spring breeze blowing, causing her to nod obediently.

Duan Hong came to the Lincoln, took two bottles of red wine and a box of cigars, then returned and said to the chefs, "Master, it's quite hard on you guys here, drink a few drinks after work."

These chefs had all seen much of the world, so they could tell with a glance that red wine was worth a lot of money. There was also the case of the gold-threaded cigar, which alone was worth at least a few hundred.

The young girl was also stunned. She knew better. Red wine was produced by the Lafite Restaurant in France in 1982. This bottle contained tens of thousands of bottles, as well as the box of imported Cuban cigars.

< p > The package was signed by the Cuban tobacco box designer, Chieglo La. The box market price was ten thousand dollars.

He actually gave them away to someone else?

The girl was extremely intelligent: he must have stolen from his boss. Who knew that the big boss with the big bad luck would have some taste.

If Yan Xiaowen knew that Duan Hong was giving away the gift that he meticulously prepared, his eyes would probably turn red.

The several chefs discussed the matter. Since the boss wasn't here today, they were allowed to make the dishes themselves.

The fat chef took it with a giggle and looked meaningfully at Duan Hong and the young girl beside him. No matter how he looked at it, they didn't seem to be a couple, the man was a little black and wore ordinary clothes.

It was hard to tell which family's young lady had run off with the servant, so she led the three into the kitchen.

The kitchen was relatively clean, probably because of the inspection from above and all sorts of ingredients were present. The chef said to Duan Hong: "Little brother, you are generous, we cannot be petty, you can use it however you like, and we will not charge you for the meat, we will suffer a bit of loss."

Haha, thank you, master.

The driver really wished he could strangle the chef to death, yet you still got the short end of the stick.

< p > "You want to cook for yourself?"

The young lady became interested in this follower in front of her.

Duan Hong nodded and said, "That's right, I usually make my own food."

He said to the driver and the girl, "You guys go out first. I'll make breakfast together later."

The driver drove the entire way back, impatient to rest. The young girl stayed behind and said, "How about I help you? I've troubled you all along the way. I'm very sorry."

Duan Hong chuckled. Seeing some big prawns in the pond, he took out the spoon one by one. It was about a kilogram, the big prawns were still alive, and were struggling continuously on the surface of the water.

Reach out, wash the prawns, cut off their legs, cut off their heads, cut off the mud intestines, cut the prawns into two halves from the middle, skillfully and quickly with both hands.

After that, he used a knife to peel the tail of the prawn, put a flower knife on its back, and sprinkled salt on the plate. Then, he used the pepper, scallion, and ginger to marinate the prawn.

Duan Hong found a piece of streaky pork in the refrigerator and cut off the meat. He separated the meat from the red meat and saw the girl staring dumbfoundedly at him, saying, "Um, didn't you say you wanted to help? "Will you cut the meat?"

The young girl nodded.

< p > "Alright, cut this piece of meat into pieces."

With that, he picked up the other knife and took it out as if it were flying. In a moment, he sliced the white meat into thin pieces and started boiling it in the pot.

The young girl timidly picked up the big kitchen knife, where she had cooked, only knowing how to eat. Just now, when Duan Hong asked her, he was still in shock.

< p > "What kind of dishes do you want to cook?"

The young girl was completely captivated by Duan Hong's skillful skills.

At this moment, Duan Hong had mixed the mushroom, bamboo shoot meat, and ginger together and opened another metal pot. It was unceasingly stir-fried as he casually said, "The Arhat Shrimp, that's all."

< p > "Er —"

The girl thought to herself, This is simple?

Wouldn't that be equivalent to a day, but Duan Hong's speed was extremely fast, so much so that it only lasted for three minutes.

The fragrance of the fish overflowed with his stir-fry and was removed almost at once.

Duan Hong found two small pastries inside the ice chest. "Today's kitchen is quite well-prepared, it seems to have been specially prepared for me."

As he spoke to himself, he took out the chicken that he had been cleaning from the freezer. He opened the pressure cooker and placed it inside, turning the heat up to its highest level.

He turned around and walked to the girl's side. Seeing that she was clumsy and cut into strips, it was obvious that she had never gone into the kitchen.

"Go wash the green peppers. Leave this to me."

When the girls had washed the green peppers, Duan Hong took out the white meat that he had cooked in the wok earlier and cut it into pieces with the water chestnut and the prawn. He mixed the meat with the egg white and placed it on the floral side.

In another pot, the freshly cut shredded meat was stir-fried. In less than three minutes, a fragrant aroma filled the air, and a simple green pepper shredded meat was prepared.

The girl smelled the fragrance and felt her stomach growling.

Looking at Duan Hong's proficient figure who was constantly busy, the oil smoke slightly furrowed his brows, carrying a melancholy poet-like temperament.

The girl felt an inexplicable amount of admiration for him. Just what kind of follower was he?

How could the food be so good?" He ate five buckets of noodles in a row, belched, and took out a cigar. The driver next to him lit it, and suddenly there was a familiar aroma.

There was also a fragrance that I didn't think I had tasted before.

He looked at Duan Hong, who was wearing an apron and holding a wooden plank. Several plates were placed on the plank and the fragrance was coming from them.

The pretty young girl carried two large bowls as she eagerly followed behind him.

The driver felt like spitting out all the noodles in the bucket that he had just eaten, so he quickly surrounded him and thought to himself, "Luckily, I didn't eat the noodles just now."

A few fat chefs also surrounded him, staring at the few dishes that Duan Hong had cooked with their mouths agape. There were also two bowls of noodles that had a rich fragrance, and a few of them were attracted by the two bowls.

The chubby chef knew he had met an expert, but these dishes were not necessarily so well-cooked in a five-star hotel.

Brother, hehe, then how did you do it? Just the smell alone is enough to make people salivate.

Duan Hong sat down with the young girl, as well as the driver, and said: "This is a Dragon-Headed Mask, haha."

< p > "Can I — can I try it?"

The chubby chef suddenly felt that the underling in front of him was a lot taller. His temperament was like that of an elegant emperor.

He himself, on the other hand, was like a eunuch, eager to receive the Emperor's reward.

< p > "This —"

Duan Hong was slightly unwilling. He only made two bowls, but the girl had already occupied one.

The chubby chef took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up some noodles and poured some soup into it. He gently picked at some noodles with his slightly trembling hands.

As he put the noodles into his mouth, he could feel the strength of the noodles and the smooth taste of the noodles. As he chewed gently, the taste of the noodles changed.

He took another sip of the soup and was startled. The soup had a refreshing and natural fragrance to it, as if he was recalling his childhood memories. At the same time, he also felt as if he was reminiscing about his first love. He suddenly shouted, "It's too delicious!"

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