Chapter 1693: Modern God of Cookery VS Netwen Dashen 27

Chapter 1693: Modern God of Cookery VS Netwen Dashen 27

"Yuexianglou, I still don't care."

A smile appeared on Cheng Huai's face, and there was a strange luster in his cold eyes.

"Lianlian, a guest who came to the hotel for dinner today, his physique is very suitable for winning the house."

Since the seal was lifted, Cheng Huai's biggest wish was to capture a body and officially return to the world.

Such an opportunity is very rare, and it is not something he can find if he is looking for it.

The reason why Cheng Huai made great efforts to expand the Bazhen Building is to reach more diners.

The more people you come into contact with, the better your chances of finding someone to take away.

"Really?"

Mu Lian hugged Cheng Huai's waist, her eyes were filled with joy, and her toes involuntarily stood on tiptoe.

From an emotional point of view, she naturally hopes that her lover can have a new identity and appear in front of her eyes openly.

From a personal point of view, Mu Lian has really lived a life of being possessed from time to time.

Although Cheng Huai respected her very much, every time he possessed a body, he would seek her opinion in advance.

But every time she was possessed by Cheng Huai, Mu Lian felt that her whole body was chilled, and her body's immunity also dropped a lot.

Cheng Huai caressed Mu Lian's cheek and said with a confident expression: "I will not lie to you about this kind of thing. You still know this person. He is the sick grandson of Mr. Dong of the Haishi Food Association."

"You said Dong Qihe?"

This person, Mu Lian is really not unfamiliar.

In order to convince Yuexianglou to lose, when Bazhenlou came to challenge, he specially asked several senior presidents and vice presidents of the Haishi Food Association to be there to witness.

Mr. Dong is the honorary president of the Haishi Food Association. The Dong family's assets are tens of billions. Even in a prosperous city like Haishi, it can be regarded as a wealthy family.

Dong Qihe is the only grandson of Lao Dong. Because of his weak body, he was raised in front of his grandfather and grandmother since childhood.

Dong Lao loves food. Where there is delicious food, he must go to visit. Dong Qihe has also developed a similar hobby.

If Cheng Huai can really become Dong Qihe, it will definitely be great news for Mu Lian.

Bazhen Lou is famous in the food industry, but it is not Mu Lian's industry after all.

With the help of the Dong family, Mu Lian can have her own industry.

"Well, I left Bazhen Building earlier to follow Dong Qihe and carefully observe his physical condition."

Previously, Mu Lian thought that Cheng Huai was going to Yuexiang Tower to explore the bottom, but he did not expect that he was going to do a more important thing.

However, this matter is indeed important for Yuexianglou's arena competition.

They have won two days in a row, and tomorrow's game is no suspense.

As long as Cheng Huai can successfully seize the house, they have nothing to worry about.

"Brother Huai, when can you become Dong Qihe?"

Mu Lian's eyes flickered with sparkling light. Of course she knew that this was a forbidden thing.

But there is a difference in closeness. Compared with Dong Qihe, who has a crooked illness, she cares more about Cheng Huai.

"Don't worry, Dong Qi and the deadline are approaching, I will make some preparations, and I will be able to take over everything from him when he is dying."

Cheng Huai raised his chin slightly, showing that he was determined to win, and Mu Lian leaned back into his arms.

"Well, I don't think Dong Qihe is like a long-lived person. If you wait for him to take over his body after his death, it should be regarded as reviving his soul and won't be backlashed, right?"

Mu Lian looked at Cheng Huai with concern, and he hummed: "No, but in the days to come, you'd better keep in touch with Dong Qihe. Only in this way can I make better arrangements."

Dong Qi and his body were too weak, if Cheng Huai approached him frequently.

Before he was ready, the surnamed Dong died.

How close Mu Lian is to him can also pave the way for the close relationship between the two when he takes over Dong Qi and his identity.

"I listen to you."

Mu Lian's performance was very well-behaved, which satisfied the macho Cheng Huai.

Yuexianglou and Bazhenlou fought in the arena for three days in a row, and more and more people came to join in the fun.

They didn't come to see the loser's jokes, they just came to taste the food.

In the past, it was very difficult to eat the chef's craftsmanship. Now, the two restaurants and the Eight Immortals have shown their magical powers across the sea. It is simply a feast for foodies.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the staff of the two restaurants started work.

At ten o'clock, the business officially started, and several presidents of the Haishi Food Association also came.

Dong Qihe followed behind his grandfather, his face was pale, half of his eyes were covered with slanted bangs, and he looked slack.

If grandfather hadn't asked to go out more, don't stay at home all the time, he didn't want to go out today.

I don't know if it was because of the high spirits yesterday. After returning home yesterday, Dong Qihe was cold all over, and his head was heavy as if he had caught a cold.

"Bazhen Building, all customers are welcome. Please take a seat in the building. Our main dish today is the roasted suckling pig."

The manager of Bazhen Building is a chubby middle-aged man with a yellow complexion and a mole on his mouth.

The manager at Yuexianglou also began to welcome guests.

The arena officially started, and the restaurants on both sides carried out a table and placed it in front of the hotel, inviting customers to try it.

Cheng Huai attached himself to Mu Lian and cooked in the back kitchen of Bazhen Building.

"Miss Mu, Dong Lao and Dong Shao are here and are trying the dishes on both sides."

"Well, very good, I'll go meet them in person when they come in later."

A sharp light flashed in Mu Lian's eyes, and his subordinates moved faster.

The roasted suckling pig made by Bazhenlou in the open oven was brought out at the front, and the oil shone like the luster of agate, which made a group of diners greedy.

"Fragrant, so fragrant, it smells so good, it must taste delicious."

Impatient people, as soon as the plate was put down, took the chopsticks and tasted it: "Wonderful, this taste reminds me of Cantonese cuisine's craftsmanship when Chef Zhou was still alive. There is a little sweetness in the crispy fragrance, Tender pork, delicious tongue will melt away."

The speaker squinted his eyes, and his expression was very exaggerated, which caused other people to be moved.

A few more people walked towards Bazhen Building, planning to try the roast suckling pig made by Mu Lian, a rookie in the food industry.

At that time, there was a sudden noise in front of the Yuexiang Tower.

"This, what is this? Is this a roast suckling pig, or is it a work of art?"

"It looks so good, it turns out that the color of the legend is like amber and like real gold!"

The person walking towards Bazhen Tower stopped and turned to look in front of Yuexiang Tower.

I saw an amazing roast suckling pig, lying across the tray.

"Hello everyone, please try the roast suckling pig, our specialty dish of Yuexianglou. This is a new dish made by our young master, who has learned from a master."

"It smells so good. I've eaten the roast suckling pig in Yuexianglou before, and the taste is not the same as it is now. It was delicious back then, but it was never as fragrant."

"No, I'm hungry all of a sudden. I just had tea before I came here."

"What if the color looks good? The key is whether it tastes good or not. Chef Mu has mastered the essence of Cantonese cuisine. I believe that Yuexianglou will still lose to Bazhenlou today."