Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

"Shuangshuang, I'm leaving!" After looking in the mirror, combing her messy hair and straightening her raised skirt, Fuya turned her head and glanced at her best friend who was lying on the bed with no manners, like a salted fish.

Smile slightly.

"Hey, Fuya, it's been how many days, why hasn't the bad boss come yet?" Ying Shuangshuang's face swelled, with a bit of resentment on her face.

It’s been several days since I’ve had food from a small restaurant.

I miss my Dongpo pork elbow, tomato beef brisket, egg fried rice, fried cucumber, pork belly chicken and Qinan juice!

Stinky boss, bad boss, don’t open the door yet!

"It's already the tenth day. I think the boss should be back soon." After recalling it carefully, Fuya spoke softly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

The boss said before he left that he would be back within ten days at most.

Ying's eyes rolled, and he looked at Fu Ya's curvy figure with a squinting look, "You too, why do you have to go to the shop every noon and afternoon? It's so troublesome."

"What's this?" Fu Ya glared at Ying Shuangshuang angrily and funny, and turned around to prevent her from seeing it, "The store isn't that far away, I just go there twice a day to check it out, it's nothing."

"Okay, I can't beat you." Looking at No Legs and Naizi, Ying Shuang rolled his eyes helplessly and returned to his salty state, "Go ahead, go ahead. I hope the stinky boss will open the door soon."

"Bye~" Fuya walked out of the dormitory with brisk steps.

Only Ying Shuangshuang was left in the dormitory, staring blankly at the ceiling, her eyes becoming increasingly empty.

"Oh, I want to eat egg fried rice."

...

"Oh, I want to eat egg fried rice."

Zhou Long smashed his mouth twice, picked up a piece of barbecue with chopsticks, and put it into his mouth. His favorite barbecue, which he had eaten three big bowls with rice, was no longer fragrant.

With the vigorous promotion of Zhao Yunsheng, the leader of Mintang Hall, chopsticks replaced forks and became the new tableware in Tangmen canteen.

Although the tableware is the same as that of the small shop, the chef's skills...

Just don’t mention it.

"Yes, I want to eat it too."

Taylor, a bearded man, sat opposite Zhou Long. His table was filled with empty plates and he was eating deliciously.

Tai Lei said that no matter how much he eats, he eats happily.

He is not truly happy, his smile is just a disguised protective color.

If you can eat at Qi Han's restaurant, who can come to this canteen that looks like pig food?

Tangmen Chef:mmp.

I heard that Lao Mumu has lost his appetite again in the past two days. It's not that he has relapsed, but he eats delicious food from Qihan's shop every day, and the food in his own cafeteria is a bit hard to swallow.

This old wood is just not as good as me, even if pigs eat it...

Bah, bah, bah, I don’t eat pig food. This is just a stopgap measure.

I have long seen that something is wrong with that little Qi Han kid. He must be an enemy of my Tang Sect. He deliberately closed the door for ten days and wanted to starve us to death so that he could seize the Tang Sect's foundation.

I, Lao Tai, have already seen through everything!

Hum hum.

While chewing the food and muttering something indistinctly, Taylor's movements with his hands were not slow at all, and he put the rice into his mouth in big gulps.

Glancing at the leader of the Power Hall, Zhou Long's face twitched. He didn't know if he was out of his mind, why he sat across from this old guy.

Oh, no, I was sitting here first, and then he sat in front of me...

What a sin!

Because he had broken through the Soul Emperor, he had been in seclusion for a long time. After he came out of seclusion and absorbed the soul ring, he excitedly wanted to go to Qi Han's shop to thank Qi Han and try the egg fried rice that he had coveted for a long time.

But he didn't expect that when he went, Qi Han had already gone to Kalai Forest.

Counting the time, Zhou Long hasn't tasted Qi Han's craftsmanship for half a month.

Half a month!

Do you know how I got here in the past half month?

What a sin!

"That... Hall Master Tai?"

"What's the matter?"

"Why are your chopsticks on my plate?"

"Huh? I didn't pay attention... No, what happened to me, Old Tai, pinching two pieces of your flesh?"

"It's okay, you can continue..."

...

Standing in front of the familiar shop, Fuya's eyes were a little more blank.

The door of the shop still has the notice that Qi Han posted when he left ten days ago:

Go out for ten days, collect ingredients and create new recipes, and there will be new dishes on the shelves when you come back.

Thanks to Qi Han's foresight, I added the last sentence.

If it weren't for the temptation of new dishes to tempt those eager diners, I'm afraid his diners would go crazy.

It's already the tenth day. The boss should be back, right?

Fuya took a deep breath, walked up and knocked on the door gently.

This action has been repeated many times in the past few days. Every time, Fuya's mood gradually changes from anxious anticipation to disappointment.

After a few breaths, the door of the shop was still closed.

Didn't you come back today...?

Fuya's bright eyes dimmed a bit, then she seemed to think of something and cheered up again.

Will not!

This is already the tenth day. The boss said he would come back within ten days, so he will definitely come back today.

Maybe... I didn't hear it.

Knock again?

Then knock again.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Ya stretched out her hand and knocked on the door again. This time she was a little harder, and she even used her soul power to spread the sound of the knock outside. She thought that if the boss was in the small store, he would have heard it.

Bar.

After a few more breaths, there was no movement inside the shop door.

Sure enough...he didn't come?

Fuya's eyes dimmed a bit.

It's already noon on the tenth day. Could it be that the boss won't come back until the afternoon?

Then...I'll take a look again in the afternoon.

Afternoon, just afternoon.

The boss will definitely be back in the afternoon!

"Huh? Fuya, why are you here?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Is...am I hallucinating?

"Fuya?"

Not an auditory hallucination!

It's the boss!

Fuya's eyes lit up instantly, she turned around quickly and smiled, "Boss, you're back."

Although I didn’t understand why Fuya was so happy, seeing the beautiful girl’s smile as soon as she got home was definitely a refreshing thing. Qi Han also smiled and said, “Yes, I just came back and will start opening the store tomorrow.

"

Opening the door with the key, Qi Han turned his head and looked at Fuya, who was still standing at the door, "Come in, let's have a working meal."

Eh?

Fuya blushed slightly and said, "Boss, the door is not open today."

"You're here, let's try my new dishes."

New dish?

Fuya didn't want her boss to waste money, but her mouth started to lose control, "Then... I'll try it for the boss."

Qi Han nodded, turned around and walked into the kitchen. In a corner where Fuya couldn't see, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Let Fu Ya be the guinea pig and let the people of Douluo Continent taste fried sausages and tinfoil-roasted brains first!

Because Qi Han hasn't figured out how to price the three new dishes, the system hasn't updated the menu for Qi Han yet.

Looking at the menu on the wall that was the same as before, Fuya began to guess with anticipation what the boss's new dish would be.

Whatever it is, it must be delicious.

Thinking of this, Fuya couldn't help but smile happily.