"Bai Tie" is booming in the Chinese world and even the international food industry.

The next day.

Jing Chu, Baiyun Pavilion.

Early in the morning, the square in front of the main building of Baiyun Pavilion was full of twittering voices. Apprentices, disciples, and handymen all gathered here in groups of two and three, referring to the terror of micro-blog headlines on the screen of the mobile phone. very ugly.

"This kid named Xia is too presumptuous!"

On the stairs, near the cloister of the main building, there are more than ten chefs of Baiyun Pavilion. They are all dressed in black chef costumes, with a silver needle thread behind their backs, embroidering a flying spirit white crane.

A Chinese chef with the surnamed Chu face sullenly said, "In this way, you openly submit a placard to our Baiyun Pavilion, kick the museum, you are not afraid of not coming to Taiwan, but you will be ridiculed by the entire food industry, but embarrassed?"

The expressions of the chefs are not the same as those of the lower-level cooks.

The chef of the surname Chu was filled with righteous indignation, but some people's eyes flickered and they communicated with each other's eyes. I am afraid that the association has already found a way out. Another chef surnamed Wang shook his head and ridiculed: "Will you not come to Taiwan?"

"Our Baiyun Pavilion up and down can embarrass this Xia Demon King, who is it?" Chef Wang surnamed apparently intends to break up, and in the face of his colleagues, directly opened the scars that the entire Baiyun Pavilion chefs have to admit, with harsh words. "Chef Wei Zhongwei has been defeated and has disappeared from now on. We Baiyun Pavilion, unless Master Huang Pavilion personally comes out, no one will cure this mixed world devil!"

After that, this chef Wang took some colleagues away.

For a skilled chef, there is no need to hang on a tree. Wherever they go, there are restaurant owners who take large sums of money for employment.

Everyone with a discerning eye can see that Baiyun Pavilion is like a dangerous building, only the head of the crane, Huang He, is supporting it!

This group of chefs went far away and immediately let Baiyun Pavilion fry up and down.

"Kaka--"

Just as everyone was at a loss, the closed door of the main building was slowly opened. The second disciple of Huang He, Luo Tiangang, stood behind the threshold and faced like a sinking water. He said: "All chefs of special grade and above go to the main building Gather here!"

The foundation of Baiyun Pavilion is really good.

The master, Huang He, lost to the old man Xia Qing and had to "remove his armor and return to the field." He returned to Laowo from the imperial capital, and then a group of people left.

Wei Zhong defeated Xia Yu and left a group of people. Nowadays, a popular "Bai Tie" is publicly humiliating Baiyun Pavilion, so there has been a bad scene where the chef named Wang has just taken a group of people away.

It seems that people are going to tea and cool, but when Huang He called the order, in the main hall of the main building, the special kitchen team can still be regarded as "big", with 21 people.

It's just that the leading top chefs, including the chef with the surname Wang, are gone, leaving only the Chinese chef Chu.

What, Lin Chu?

Throughout Jingchu province, Lin Chu had only a few people, and Wei Zhong retreated. Now Baiyun Pavilion is at the level of Lin Chu, only Luo Tiangang barely supports him.

As for the famous chefs Duan Hong and Wang Qian, they belong to the Jingchu Chefs Association and have never been the minions of Baiyun Pavilion.

"21 people..."

In the lobby of the main building, on a wooden chair in Huanghuali, Huang He looked haggard. He glanced at the special chef team in front of him, and his eyes were filled with excitement. "It turns out that we have 49 special chefs in Baiyun Pavilion, which just dispersed in just two or three months. How about halfway through?"

This 49-person special chef team is the Jiangshan and Jiye that Baiyun Pavilion has laid in Jingchu for more than ten or twenty years. Who knows, looking back suddenly, the foundation is half empty, and Huang He has not vomited blood and three liters is already considered to be excellent in psychological quality. .

"Pavilion Lord"

When the crowd had just gathered, the main building was quiet, and there was an apprentice outside shouting, "There is a prayer posted!"

Huang He's face twitched, and he grasped the wooden chair armrest, "Come in!"

really.

An online public post is not enough. Today, this one is delivered to Baiyunge's address in the form of courier the next day. The recipient is Huang He.

Opening the packaged bag, Huang He looked at the handwritten handwritten book, his eyes widened, but he felt that his heart was stagnation, and the full of silt and shame nowhere to vent.

There was a difficult and repressive voice of "Meng" between the throats, tearing, Huang He's expressionless face, tearing this handwriting in public, coldly said: "This grandfather and grandson of Xia's, it's too deceiving!!"

Huang He stood up, and the group of special chefs in front of him sat down and spontaneously gave way.

At the gate of the main building, Huang He looked at the blue sky and the voice spread throughout Baiyun Pavilion: "From today, Baiyun Pavilion will be closed and no foreigners will be accepted."

"Also, right here—"

Point to the square in front of the main building, "Build a culinary ring here!"

"Take the ring?"

"What, Master Huang, do you want to deal with the demon king?"

"Good thing, good thing! The Pavilion Master finally shot!"

The apprentices and disciples were crying.

The special chefs looked at each other, Xiao Suo's atmosphere shrouded. These chefs considered more, a summer demon king, the new Jin Lin chef, forced Huang He to come forward in person...

In other words, it is the slaughter of a chicken that uses a slaughter knife.

Gang Gang, a young and full-fledged kicking devil, needs the head to come down to suppress it. Isn't this the end of Baiyun Pavilion?

The public chefs are heavy-hearted, and some people have secretly regretted not quitting the "whirlpool" in time.

When Huang He finished his speech encouraging and encouraging morale to the group of special chefs underneath, it was noon.

The main building's door "clicked" closed.

"Master--" Luo Tiangang suffocated his stomach, "This ring should be ordered by me to build. It's up to you, there must be some negative winds outside. The mixed demon king, let me come forward, I... "

Huang He interrupted with a wave of his hand, his lips and lips seemed to be smiling: "How much confidence do you have?"

If he didn’t watch the Xia Demon’s video of the halberd defeating his master's brother, Wei Zhong, in the countryside of Outer Mongolia, Luo Tiangang would definitely answer "Strike the enemy", but now, he can't speak.

"It's done." Huang He's eyes sneered, "Who said I set up the ring, is it going to kill a junior in the end?"

"Humph!"

Huang He's eyes condensed and killed, "It's okay to make a big deal. Look at the young and grand grandson. Under such a war book, can Xia Qing's old guy be able to sit? He must follow the grandson's pace and watch the battle at Baiyun Pavilion. At that time, I will openly give him the halberd battle book!"

"This ring is for Dragon Chef and Dragon Chef duel. That little devil is not enough to be on stage!"

Luo Tiangang suddenly said: "Originally, Master, you want to borrow the heat and shame!"

"Yes, I hold a sharp weapon. How did Xia Qing fight me this time?"

The icy low laughter spread.

...

A week's time is enough for the "Baitie" incident to reach an unprecedented peak.

Both domestic and foreign are booming, and a food magazine and food from the media, every day there are large articles reading "Bai Tie", and predicts that Xia Yu will enter the Baiyun Pavilion after the culinary fierce battle.

As the initiator of the incident, Xia Yu concealed it after sending out the message, without any information, and cut off all exercises with the outside world, which made the outsiders scratch their heads anxiously, and Ju downstairs was blocked by a large number of media people every day because of the incident.

In the blink of an eye, it was another Friday.

In the evening, an airport direct bus bus stopped slowly at the gate of Juxia Downstairs. In the sunset, everyone in the Juxia Downstairs team, either carrying a backpack or dragging the suitcase, seemed to go out.

There are people on the front door and back door. At this time point, before the storm, Xia Yu knew that there was no need to avoid the interview~lightnovelpub.net~ There was a commotion.

Flashes and short guns surrounded the young chefs who came out of the door. The problem was not to use money. It turned into a torrent of sound and poured into the ears.

"Master Xia, are you going to make an appointment?"

"Can you briefly talk about your attitude towards Baiyun Pavilion and Master Huang He? We are very puzzled by the fighting spirit revealed in the line of your prayer..."

There was even a reporter joking: "So, my demon king, are you going to demolish the Baiyun Pavilion?"

Xia Yu was calm.

"Cough, let everyone make it convenient. I only give a unified answer to all the questions. I understand that everyone wants to see the lively mood and the mood of the big lively. Yes, this time, I went to the hall!"

He used an emphasis on the word "kick hall" and his expression was very solemn.

The riots at the gate of Ju Juxia came to an end.