At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Tianlong flew back to the yacht club. At nine thirty, he took the Dalmatians and evacuated them.

The hands and tails of the yacht club will be handled by Weng Sha's men.

Ye Tianlong and the others drove into three villas shortly apart after traveling around the city a few times, all of which were buildings left by the British.

After Feng Group knew that the Junlin No. 1 Villa was unsafe, they quickly found a reliable property for Ye Tianlong to settle down.

After he settled down in a villa named Moon, Ye Tianlong told everyone to rest early and to deal with anything tomorrow.

Tossing for a day today is somewhat tired, and Ye Tianlong wants Zhehua to rest well to cushion the shock of the kidnapping of these two days.

Therefore, despite many questions in his mind, he finally suppressed the idea and didn't ask much.

Ye Tianlong didn't leave Malaysia immediately, because Golden Phoenix was dead. He was moved by one of Chu's four headquarters that Zhehua informed.

It's all here, why have to take down the "Apollo" manor and go back, so Ye Tianlong plans to leave two days later.

No dream for a night.

The next morning, Ye Tianlong woke up at seven o'clock, stretched his waist, got up to wash, and slept all night, so that his energy and physical strength returned.

After washing, Ye Tianlong walked out of the door, and just when he stepped down into the hall, he smelled the aroma of bone porridge.

"Tianlong, wake up?"

When Ye Tianlong turned his head and looked at the kitchen, he saw Zhe Hua, who was wearing an apron, stepping out with a pot of porridge in his hand and a few small dishes on the table.

Ye Tianlong was surprised: "Zhehua, it's a little surprised, you can make breakfast?"

Zhehua smiled bitterly: "There is no way, it is all forced out. I was driven out by my dad all these years. I vomited after eating takeout, so I had to do it myself."

"With more hands, many things will be done."

"Come, try my craft, these dishes are not only my many years of experience, but also contain my emperor's secret sauce."

Zhehua picked up a glass jar on the table, knocked it on and joked: "I am known as the old godfather."

Ye Tianlong became interested: "Do you still have the secret sauce made by the ancient method? Don't lie to me, I am a chef from the Middle East.

"I really didn't lie to you."

Zhehua smiled and handed Ye Tianlong a pair of chopsticks, recounting the history of the year without reservation:

"It's really the secret recipe of the palace left by my ancestors. It used to be specially used to eat lamb to make the taste sweeter."

"Also let the lamb you eat every day and every meal have more flavor, so that it won't have the same flavor every day."

"Later, the ancestors laid down the world, the mountains and the sea, and they have everything they want to eat."

"It's just that although the food is plentiful, the ancestors always felt that what the court ate was less flavorful."

Zhehua picked up the spoon and filled the porridge: "So he finally found out the sauce, improved it and put it on the table again, which won praise from the entire palace."

"Later, I wrote down the secret recipe, but although the variety of materials is complete, the various amounts are not recorded, so it is difficult to prepare successfully."

"My father has been tossing for a few months, and the sauces that he prepared are not tasty, so he doesn't bother to make it anymore and just threw the secret recipe to me."

"Although I feel that I prepared it myself and didn't actually buy a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, it was something from my ancestors, so I kept it."

Zhehua pointed to a few small dishes on the table to Ye Tianlong: "In the days at the Nationalities University, I also tossed the sauce while cooking."

"Although it is too far away from the intoxication of the old ancestors, I still make a delicious sauce."

When talking about trivial things in life, Zhehua’s smile will be more sincere: "Come on, give it a try and see how it feels."

Although Ye Tianlong feels that this secret sauce is not very reliable, the same ginger, onion and garlic, prepared by different people, tastes completely different.

However, seeing that Zhehua was so interested and had to work hard to make breakfast early in the morning, Ye Tianlong still picked up his chopsticks and picked up a green vegetable into his mouth.

At this entrance, Ye Tianlong was slightly taken aback.

The green vegetables retain their original color, even if they are cooked, they still retain their elasticity. The infiltration of oil and salt stimulates its original flavor and can feel the smell of vegetables.

And the presence of the ‘old godfather’ sauce keeps the taste of green vegetables fresh and sweet, and is full of hearty taste.

The existence of several ingredients does not cover up each other, but is reconciled together, which makes people very appetizing.

"If you score one hundred, these dishes can be counted as ninety points."

After a trace of surprise was drawn across Ye Tianlong's face, he quickly ate the green vegetables on the chopsticks, and then tried several other side dishes, all of which were highly praised.

"In these ninety points, the sauce should have sixty points, but I have a hint of curiosity, why not 100 points?"

Zhehua smiled and joked: "Afraid of me being proud? Or is there a problem?"

"There is really a problem."

Ye Tianlong gave a point: "It's too fresh and sweet. Although it makes the tongue very enjoyable, it will be numb to eat more."

"I think some of the ingredients need to be adjusted."

"If you can reduce the sweetness of the sauce, let it not attack the tongue by pouring, but gradually."

Ye Tianlong believes in the market for this sauce: "I can guarantee that this old godfather will definitely make you a "godfather" worshipped by countless people."

"A word to wake up the dreamer."

Zhehua's eyes lit up: "Although I am very satisfied with the sauce, I only have the interest to eat it two or three times, and I never have the desire to eat it all."

"But I can't improve it anymore. Every time I improve this game, life is better than death. It's too exhausting."

He smiled wryly: "It used to be used to pass the boring time in school, but now it is difficult to calm down and reform."

Ye Tianlong joked: "This is the secret recipe, the secret recipe of your ancestors, don't you carry it forward, and you are worthy of them?"

"Tianlong, you can tell from your assessment just now that you are worthy of being a chef in the Middle East, and you are a master of food and beverage."

Zhehua took his mobile phone, quickly called up seven or eight photos, and then sent them to Ye Tianlong's mailbox:

"I have decided to give you this secret recipe. This is not only to allow you to maximize the value of the secret recipe, but also my intention to rescue you this time."

Zhehua patted Ye Tianlong on the shoulder: "I hope that you will become the old godfather of the world soon, and you must not let the secret recipe be lost."

"Otherwise, you are sorry to the Chinese people and the hard work left by the ancestors."

He directly buttoned Ye Tianlong a hat.

Did you accidentally become the inheritor of the ancient secret recipe? Still shoulder major historical and cultural responsibilities?

Ye Tianlong opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded, and then couldn't laugh or cry: "Zhehua, you are irresponsible, you are shirking responsibility..."

"Ding--"

Before Ye Tianlong could finish speaking, a phone call came in, and Ye Tianlong took a look at his cell phone. It was from Bai Zhen.

He was startled slightly, but he didn't expect her to call himself, but he turned on the hands-free call button while drinking porridge:

"Hello, Miss Bai, good morning."

When the voice fell, Manager Ma’s grinning smile came on the other end of the call: "Boy, your woman is in my hands, and her family is in my hands."

"Thirty minutes to slum number sixty."

Manager Ma laughed wretchedly: "Otherwise I will bury her family alive, you don't know, the four women of the Bo family are more watery than the other..."

A few women screamed nearby, and many men laughed, followed by the movement of tearing clothes...

"I'll be there soon."

Ye Tianlong yelled: "You dare to touch Bai Zhen a vellus hair, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces."