Fan Xiaoli was stunned as the crowd rushed to see the crowd. Not long after, the food stalls with only three or two people suddenly became full and lively. There were even many people standing on the street, craned their necks and looked greedy. While Li Yun was cooking, he anxiously waited for an empty seat.
It can be seen that Li Yun, who has the title of God of Cookery, is so popular!
The God of Cookery Li Yun!
When Fan Xiaoli heard this title just now, she looked disapproving, but now, judging from the fragrance of Li Yun's cooking and the enthusiasm of the diners, Li Yun deserves the title of God of Cookery!
"It's amazing! Li Yun, how did you do it?" Fan Xiaoli said to him enviously while she was fighting, her eyes seemed to show some love.
"so so."
Li Yun humbled, "I learned a little by the way when I was working."
In fact, it's all due to the system. Li Yun didn't really learn much. After all, he was already choking on miscellaneous work and didn't have so much time to learn cooking.
Fan Xiaoli's eyes were gleaming, as if she had found the direction of her future efforts.
During the small talk, Li Yun kept his hands free, made a few more dishes, and was about to leave.
At this moment, there was a chaotic yell.
"Has the God of Cookery come?"
"Keep out of the way, our boss Xue comes here to eat, and get out of the way if you don't want to die!"
"Rolling, our boss has booked out the venue today!"
"You are paralyzed and told you to go away!"
A fierce black-clothed thug, surrounded by a man who was slightly short and thin, with sharp and cold eyes, was about forty years old.
The black-clothed thugs yelled while pushing the crowd to make way for their boss. Several people who could not dodge were knocked to the ground by them, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
"Everyone, bosses have something to say!" The boss hurried out to entertain them, crying to himself, but he also understood one thing.
It is difficult for Xiaochi to have a dragon, and the small temple does not provide for the big Buddha. Although Li Yun's existence will bring traffic to his food stalls, it will also bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.
"Boss, go away!"
Brother Tiger, who used to come here to eat before, yelled, and then respectfully smiled at the lean boss: "Boss, this is Li Yun, who has defeated Zhou Chunyong, the king of food, and has been awarded the title of God of Food. The fried dishes are so **** good. Eat, absolutely not deceiving!"
He pointed to Li Yun and said, several thugs around him nodded repeatedly to prove that Brother Tiger was right.
Li Yun's face was calm, and more than 20 black-clothed thugs were staring at her, but she didn't see the slightest panic. Fan Xiaoli became more surprised, and she couldn't help but want to escape. She barely stayed after seeing the calm and composed Li Yun.
These **** hands are too scary!
"Xiao Li." Li Yun continued cooking.
"what?"
"Tomatoes are almost gone, go and wash some more!"
"..."
Fan Xiaoli is about to collapse. Is it time to cook now? Li Yun, didn't you see these little gangsters staring at you?
Everyone was stunned by Li Yun's attitude!
Being watched by a group of thugs, but still able to cook leisurely and leisurely, you simply don't treat this group of people as human beings!
"it is good!"
The boss of this group of black thugs, Xue Ji yelled, clapped his hands and applauded Li Yun, with a surprised expression on his face, and said: "As expected of the God of Cookery, what is professional? There is no point in cooking. Heart, do one thing wholeheartedly, this is called professionalism! You all learn something!"
He said the last sentence to the next step, and Hu and the others nodded quickly.
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