Chapter 43 Crazy Chef

Last night, there were many people at the celebration party. They asked two comrades Lu Ban and Mozi to fry a few more dishes. Unexpectedly, Yuhuan and the others put on their opinions, saying that it was not good to let the two old comrades cook. One was old, and one dish was too the same, either braised eggplant or spicy chicken. According to Comrade Zhang San's original words, mouth A bird is about to fade out.

I think there are more and more people, and it's time to find a few good chefs. I went online to search for good chefs, but I was attracted by a piece of news on the Internet.

The news said that there is a magical chef in the local area who has a very strange temper and cooks ten dishes every day, but never wants people to eat. He said that he can't meet people who appreciates him, but his dishes are very delicious, and there are always people who come to his home*, so it has become a strange talk.

I said in my heart that such a famous chef is comparable to the fish intestine sword of the Warring States Period. He even assassinated the lord of a country, which is a legend, so with curiosity, I went to visit this magical chef.

The place where the chef lived is quite difficult to find. It belongs to the bungalow in the old city. I ran according to the address all morning to find the place. Before I knocked on the door, I heard a quarrel inside.

"If you don't sell it, get out of here." A man shouted and drove away several people with tobacco and alcohol. As soon as I saw the furious comrade, with a reckless temperament and a beard, he said that this was not the chef.

The man standing at the door saw that I still refused to leave, so he waved his hand: "Today's fish has eaten. Don't expect it. Why don't you leave quickly?"

As soon as I saw if I was very temperamental, I stood there and pretended to be profound and said, "Who said I'm here to buy fish? I'm challenging you."

"Challenge?" The man turned his eyelids and looked at me and said, "Don't pretend to be garlic. You're not good enough. What kind of chef is the person who doesn't even have a comet?"

Is my vision very sharp? How could he see that there was no callus in my hand? Could it be that there was Sun Wukong's fiery eyes? I raised my hands and looked at myself. Isn't it obvious?

Who knew that the man ignored me at all and locked the door with a bang. I quickly asked, "Brother, don't go. Are you the chef who specializes at cooking on the Internet?" Sign my name!"

The chef was deaf and didn't hear it at all. I had to scan it with an electronic watch to see what the comrade came from. I was happy when I saw it: "Specialized, Warring States people, tough, excellent martial arts, one of the four assassins, ten years of history, killer index four and a half stars."

It didn't take much time. I was about to find a good chef when I met the trump card of the chef. At that time, I made up my mind to invite the special comrades back to the hotel.

However, there must be something on his mind, otherwise how can he become an uncle and become a peerless famous chef with his craftsmanship in modern times. I think only by untie his heart knot can he be my chef.

So I went to the left and right neighbors to inquire about the situation. It turned out that this person's surname was Zheng, who originally opened a meat shop in the vegetable market. He was a loyal and honest man in business, but somehow his temperament suddenly changed ten years ago. He liked to cook and cooked good fish.

It was from that time that he became grumpy. When he was in a good mood, he sold fish. When he was in a bad mood, he would rather pour out the dishes and refused to let people take a bite. Usually, his neighbors did not dare to deal with him, but he cooked delicious dishes, but gourmets from all over the country came to taste them, so that they became famous.

I calculated that it was probably after the souls wore through it. I must not be able to accept the memory of my previous life, and even mental disorder. This is a technical job. I have to find a doctor.

I immediately contacted the doctor and told him about the situation here. The doctor was very embarrassed to reply. He was really busy doing experiments. He will send me a "Guidebook for Soul Wear" later.

I said in my heart that there is also an instruction manual. Can it be done at the last minute?

Not long after, the electronic watch issued a warning that a prop was transmitted from the spacecraft. I immediately chose whether to receive it, and then suddenly threw something like opening a black hole in front of me. At first glance, it was a doll-like toy, and my big eyes flashed similar to Pinocchio.

I said to myself that I sent a doll, right? Today is not Halloween, is it? Unexpectedly, the doll also said, "I am a product of the Time and Space Administration. The soul wear guide robot. I can help you solve the difficult problems about soul wear."

I'm dizzy. This doctor's manual is actually a robot. I asked it, "What if I meet a soul wearer who is insane?"

"First of all, you have to find out the * before his soul wears; then, you have to find out his current physical identity." The doll shook her head and said.

I said, "I know this. Before the soul wears, it is dedicated, and after the soul wears, it is Zheng Butcher. The key is what to do now."

"The first rule of soul wear, please be careful to talk to each other to confirm whether you are mentally normal!" The doll continued to recite the manual slowly. I was so anxious that I couldn't help shaking him and said, "Do you have any way to tell me something real?"

"Attention! The customer's emotions are out of control! Attention!" Suddenly, a red light appeared in the doll's eyes and almost shot a laser. I quickly let go to lift the alarm.

I asked angrily, "Is there any other way?"

"The second rule of soul wearer is to do what he likes, approach the other party, pull out the heart of the soul wearer, and help the other party recall the past." The doll still gave me advice step by step, "Plan one, please pretend to be a gourmet, praise each other's craftsmanship, make the other party feel like a confidant, and give up guard."

Gourmet? I looked up and thought, let me eat a roadside stall, let me be a gourmet, put on my glasses and a suit and knocked on the door. I had to be kicked out, so I had to deny: "Let's make the next plan."

"The second plan is to learn from the teacher, ask the other party to accept you as an apprentice, practice hard for three years, and win the trust of the other party, so as to dissipate the resentment of the specialty."

"Go to hell!" I strangled the doll's neck and quit. "You want me to spend three years here!"

The doll immediately sounded an alarm, and its eyes turned red again. Seeing that two lasers were about to shoot at me, suddenly an aunt who bought vegetables next to her passed by and looked at us, which was a little surprised. The doll reacted very quickly, mechanically turned its head to withdraw the rays, and suddenly opened its mouth and said, "Hello, sir! Hello, sir!"

You really pretend to be a toy doll. I'm full of black lines and petrified...

When the aunt secretly laughed over, I let go of this guy and said discouragedly, "There's no other way. Aren't you professional?"

"Yes! The ultimate plan takes him back to the past and relives the past, and he will come to his senses.

After all, isn't it just time travel? This is easy to do. I kicked the door open and broke in (bug, this is a bug, please ignore it!) and rolled up his sleeves and said, "Zheng, you have to come with me today."

Who knew that he lay on the ground and fell down early. I looked at the wine bottles all over the ground and said to myself how much did you drink?

When he heard someone calling him in a daze, he muttered dissatisfiedly, "Who said my surname is Zheng? I'm the number one killer in the world. Look at me cutting you with a fish intestine sword."

You can't stand up and cut people. I pinched my nose and said that I couldn't wear it now.

Summon Mike, clean up the house first, and then think about how to help him recall the past when he wakes up. In the final analysis, he has to take the right medicine. Isn't he good at making fish? I'll get him a phoenix-tailed mackerel with a pot of fresh soup. I don't believe it.

At present, I went to Taihu Lake, and I thought that it would be no problem to get one or two. Who knew that the pollution was serious, so that I sent Mike into the water several times and didn't catch the good fish. As a result, as soon as I found out that the good fish were taken by the fishmonger, I said that it would not bother. I simply went to ancient times and travel directly to the good mountains and rivers hundreds of years ago, casually After catching a few, you don't have to pay for them.

Then I cooked soup. I'm not a chef. I don't have the ability, but someone can. I chose one by one from the top ten famous chefs in ancient China, and finally aimed at Yi Yin, the prime minister of the Shang Dynasty.

Comrade Yi Yin, you are about to live in peace.