The Great World

The store is not too big or small, with an estimated area of ​​50 square meters.

There are six square tables inside, which are clear at a glance.

There are no other decorations.

The kitchen is inside the glass room, where you can clearly see the food making process.

A middle-aged man wearing a white chef hat and a white mask stood in front of the chopping board, his hands were as fast as lightning, leaving afterimages in mid-air.

Yes, this is not a person.

Humans cannot cut two cucumbers in a few seconds with a kitchen knife in both hands, leaving behind images.

Unless you do traditional handicrafts, you may be dazzled when you feel that you are lightning fast.

This is Cheng Xuan's main source beast, Chef Demon.

Zhu Wenfu smelled the hot and fragrant food, his apple was rolling, and he swallowed. When someone came in, he immediately said loudly, "What can this classmate eat?"

Looking again, after discovering that it was Zhang Jian, he immediately poured bitterness.

Tell me about my tragic experience of losing weight.

Cheng Xuan opened a restaurant and brought him, who was losing weight, to be a cashier and waiter.

Weight loss, restaurants.

Isn't this shrimp pork heart?

Zhang Jian smiled and said, "Isn't it just right to exercise your willpower?

Willpower is of great benefit to the activation of the pineal gland.

Stop complaining. "

Zhu Wenfu disapproved, patted his chubby cheek, still wanting to talk about it.

Suddenly, he saw Zhang Jian's strange eyes.

I taste, I taste, I taste!

Zhu Wenfu actually realized it.

"In fact, I obviously feel the increase in willpower here, and the diet recipes customized by the chef demon, my weight has dropped to 150 kilograms."

What Zhu Wenfu said was from his heart.

Those words before were just complaints, not really complaining about Cheng Xuan.

"Have you eaten?" The cold voice resounded from behind Zhu Wenfu like a ghost.

Zhu Wenfu's heart was cold, with a smile on his face, "I'm going to greet others, and Zhang Jian will leave it to you, haha."

Zhang Jian also waved his hand before looking at Cheng Xuan.

He said, "No, so I came to your store to taste Yuanmon's craftsmanship."

It is rare for Cheng Xuan to smile at first sight.

It seems that the fast food restaurant has been open for a long time, and the people are also cheerful and outgoing.

It's much better than the cold look when I first met.

Zhang Jian thought, there are more people in contact with a fast food restaurant every day, so naturally he won't keep his face sullen, so tired.

Perhaps, sometimes students who come to dinner together talk about strange things that Cheng Xuan hears, and she smiles.

Zhang Jian walked to the glass kitchen with great interest.

Below the glass wall is a price list made of foam.

Almost all the specialties of the above places are available.

In a prominent place at the beginning, it also says:

Our shop provides free WIFI,

Our shop provides free flame tea.

Free WIFI has become a must-have item in every restaurant.

But flame tea is expensive. In the cold weather in late autumn, a cup of it can keep you out of the cold and keep warm for a whole day.

Flame tea is about one thousand yuan per catty.

Look at other meals like rice bowls, which are four or five yuan cheaper than the dining car.

It can be said that Zhang Jian has no idea where Cheng Xuan fast food restaurant can be profitable.

Is it just the nature of playing tickets?

Zhang Jian was about to find a place to sit down. He happened to see Zhong Zhiyong, so he took a cup of flame tea and sat next to him.

Zhong Zhiyong was eating pork knuckle rice, his face was full of happiness.

"Zhang Jian, let me tell you, well, it won't take a month at most. Cheng Xuan will definitely not be able to open this store." Zhong Zhiyong took a sip of flame tea and said with a vow.

Zhang Jian nodded on the surface, responding to Squad Leader Zhong's long-sighted speculation.

In my heart, it was a different idea.

For a sword spirit crab delicacy, spend 1.5 million yuan without pressure.

As long as Cheng Xuan wants to keep this shop open, this shop will never close.

The name of the little rich woman was not obtained out of thin air.

Although only one person knows it.

No, both Ye Tian and Zhu Wenfu should know, but neither of them likes publicity.

Moreover, one is the older brother and the other is Zhuma, so the family conditions must be no different.

Furthermore, Zhang Jian turned his gaze to the demon chef.

Cheng Xuan opened a fast food restaurant, I am afraid it is for this chef demon.

Cheng Xuan brought the steaming pork knuckle rice to Zhang Jian.

"Thank you." Zhang Jian picked up the porcelain spoon and started to move.

"Aren't you curious why I opened a fast food restaurant?" Cheng Xuan sat in a position beside Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian raised his eyebrows, "I'm not curious."

Cheng Xuan:...

She still remembered Zhang Jian's hippie smile and haunting herself to go to Jianchi in Anling Academy.

Yeah, it's just like being a person now.

Just as Cheng Xuan felt a little disappointed in her heart, she got up and was about to leave.

Zhang Jian felt that it was necessary to maintain the relationship between the two.

After all, Cheng Xuan might be needed at some point.

"It's probably because of your chef demon?"

The conversation box was opened, and Cheng Xuan's brows jumped with joy.

Zhong Zhiyong silently grabbed and pulled the pork knuckle rice, watching the two people chat with each other from the kitchen monster to the world.

Oh, tui!

It turned out that Cheng Xuan's opening of a fast food restaurant was not a whim.

Kitchen monster, demon element main attribute, fire element secondary attribute, third-order dark gold quality, juvenile form.

Chef Demon's dream is to make the world's ultimate delicacy.

Delicious, everyone has a different definition.

Some people think that the home-cooked dishes made by their mother when they were young, or a small dish of pickles, plus the rice left over at noon, the porridge is the delicacy of the world.

Some people think that they are dragging their tired bodies off work, their wives fry two or three hot dishes for themselves, and then pour a glass of wine, and in the affectionate eyes of their wives, the lonely soul seems to be walking on the road, which is the delicacy of the world. .

Some people think that at the end of a busy day, eating hot, freshly baked food on the side of the road is the delicacy of the world.

The Chef Demon's definition of deliciousness is to see a poor person smile when he eats the food made by himself. That way, he feels full of happiness.

Zhang Jian looked up.

Indeed, while his hands are as fast as lightning, the Chef Demon often turns his eyes to the diners, and he will be happy when he sees a smile.

"Come on, we have been on the road." Zhang Jian clenched his fists and said to Cheng Xuan.

This sentence was to Cheng Xuan, the beast master.

Cheng Xuan nodded and squeezed her pink fist.

The Chef Demon ranks are about to be promoted, and the rank is even worse.

That's right, like the kitchen monster and the blue giant, both are of quality that can grow!

The next quality improvement of the Blue Giant can be achieved by absorbing the lightning, while the Chef Demon needs to collect others' appreciation for his food, or, to be precise, gratitude.

This is also the reason for the low price.

The opening hours of fast food restaurants are from six in the morning to eleven in the evening.

Usually, these two time points are ordinary people in the school, cleaning and other get off work time, and there are some frugal beast masters inside.

The Chef Demon also came to cook for this time and watched every customer with a smile on his face leave.

The Way of the Chef Demon is warm and full of power.

Even if he doesn't fight frequently, the certain energy that people feed back to him will maximize his fighting ability.

The next knife cut will be stronger!

Zhong Zhiyong has finished eating.

Twisting a cup of tea squinted, looking at Zhang Jian ambiguously.

"Why look at me like this?" Zhang Jian was uncomfortable being looked at.

"Zhang Jian, please teach me how to tease me." Zhong Zhiyong has a sincere tone and a serious expression.

Zhang Jian's face suddenly went dark.

Can people's feelings of maintenance tools be called sultry sisters?

"Sister Xuan, I'm here."

A familiar voice came into Zhang Jian's ears.

Zhang Jian looked back.

Fate is wonderful.