The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

Chapter 565: misfortune

  Chapter 565 Change

  Gu Muran said: "Find it first and then talk about it."

  Yan Heng felt that he was still close, and when he found it, if he wasn't ready, wouldn't it be the end of it.

  But he couldn't beat Gu Muran.

   But soon, it was noon.

  They decided to finish their lunch outside before going to look for the Dreamweaver.

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   It smelled delicious, but the moment Yan Heng took it in, he felt that there was something wrong with his own taste buds.

  But the boss was standing next to him, and asked him with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

   Without waiting for Yan Heng to speak, the boss immediately said, "People in our Xishan Village, anyone who has eaten our food, is full of praise."

   It is true that there are endless streams of people here every day.

  As the largest restaurant in Xishan Village, the owner is also very proud.

   Yan Heng swallowed the stuff in his throat with difficulty, and gave a thumbs up: "It's really delicious."

  The boss left contentedly: "Since it's delicious, all new guests should eat more, and the shop will serve you one of our signature dishes for free."

  The smile on Yan Heng’s face was uglier than crying. He wanted to refuse, but he didn’t feel very good, so he could only say in the end, “Then thank you boss.”

   "Speak politely."

  Yan Heng looked at Gu Muran and Lu Chaolan who had not moved their chopsticks and were refilling tea, "Why don't you eat?"

   "You can tell from your expression 'how delicious this is'. Since Team Yan thinks it's delicious, we won't move our chopsticks. After all, we don't dare to compete with Team Yan for food."

  Yan Heng felt that there was something in Gu Muran's words. He just put down his chopsticks and asked tentatively, "Did you notice something?"

  As soon as I asked, I saw the boss coming with his signature dishes.

   That's called hospitality.

  The boss seems to want Yan Heng to taste and give some advice.

  Yan Heng immediately gave a thumbs up, "This dish is quite delicious, there is nothing to improve."

   Then Yan Heng talked about some work and dismissed the boss.

  When the boss left, he said with a smile: "Everyone, eat well and use well. If you don't have enough food, call us Xiao Er."

  Yan Heng immediately said: "That's enough, I'm sorry to trouble you."

  The boss left contentedly, leaving Yan Heng sad alone.

   "What's going on here?" Yan Heng was really curious, "Why are there so many people queuing up to eat outside, and seeing their expressions, they still look very satisfied?"

   Such an unpalatable dish, he really didn't understand, how could there be so many people.

   Moreover, looking down from the window sill on the second floor, there is actually a queue.

  Gu Muran: "Just now, the only aura about the dream-weaving beast disappeared. Without the protection of the dream-weaving beast, these dishes returned to their original taste."

  Yan Heng's face was a bit ugly: "Restore their original taste? What about last night's dishes?"

  Gu Muran nodded: "The most authentic taste of last night's dishes is that there is no trace of taste."

  Yan Heng pointed to a pile of dishes on the table, "These dishes are beautiful in color, but the seasoning is used indiscriminately."

   At this moment, Lu Chaolan got up.

   When he came back again, he had two dishes in his hand.

  Yan Heng widened his eyes, and when he was about to say something, he saw the boss behind him, and immediately picked up the chopsticks, pretending to pick up a few pieces.

  The boss still had a smile on his face, but his tone was a little guilty: "If I knew this lady was pregnant, I wouldn't let the kitchen cook so many spicy dishes."

   Yan Heng's face showed momentary astonishment and incomprehension, why he had to order two more dishes when there were already so many dishes.

  Lu Chaolan smiled and said, "We are the ones who have caused you trouble, but my wife likes to eat the dishes I cook."

  (end of this chapter)