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The top floor of a high-end office building in Central, where land is at a premium.

Stephen Zhou, who was usually arrogant and domineering, was now serving tea respectfully, and all his subordinates who were good at flattering others and had quick eyesight were driven away by him.

On the rooftop decorated like a garden, Xiao Zhang looked down at the cityscape of Xiangjiang with some envy for a while, then turned around, sat back, picked up the tea, and tapped the table with his fingers.

Stephen Zhou sat down sensibly, picked up the teapot and was ready to pour tea for Xiao Zhang, while also telling his story.

"Mr. Xiao, you know that my cooking skills are still very good. Although I have made little progress in the past few years, when it comes to cooking in the past few years, there are only a few people in Xiangjiang who can compete with me. Within a slap."

"As the saying goes, there are specialties in Taoism. If my cooking skills are good, there will definitely be people who want to eat the dishes I cook. But it is difficult to agree with everyone. No matter how good your cooking skills are and no matter how high-end the ingredients you prepare, some people will still be dissatisfied. Regarding this Under normal circumstances, I will not receive guests who are very powerful, but if they are very powerful and have unparalleled wealth, then I can only prepare the ingredients they provide according to their requirements."

"At first, it was quite normal, until one day..."

After a little preparation, Stephen Zhou finally got down to business.

"One of my guests prepared a very, very special ingredient. It was a talking chicken. Mr. Xiao, it's not the kind of talking chicken you imagined, but a real talking chicken. Chicken."

Xiao Zhang nodded and motioned noncommittally to Stephen Zhou to continue.

"I was completely stupid at that time. I was really stupid. Mr. Xiao, if you were just an ordinary person, would you dare to believe that a chicken can talk?"

"Not only can it talk, it's even bigger than me. If it hadn't been chained and couldn't move at all, I think it could have pecked me to death with just one bite."

"I finally calmed down, but something happened that shocked me. They said they wanted to eat that chicken... forget it, the talking chicken was just a chicken, and it was very big. The chicken is just a chicken. As for humans, what can’t we eat except what we can’t eat?”

"But they want to eat live chickens, Mr. Xiao, do you know what eating live chickens means?"

Stephen Zhou stared at Xiao Zhang with burning eyes, with panic in his eyes, as if the situation at that time still scares him.

Xiao Zhang frowned and asked: "You mean, just cut off the meat and eat it without risking your life?"

Stephen Zhou nodded sharply.

"Yes, they cut off the meat without risking their lives. They cut the meat from the chicken alive, and then asked me to cook for them... Mr. Xiao, I really don't want to eat it, but I can't I don’t eat it, and I have to eat it raw, because I have a talent for determining the best way to cook an ingredient through tasting.”

"After that, I knew that monsters existed in this world, and I also knew what monster meat tasted like. So when I went to Huangshu's barbecued pork bun shop that day, I just took a bite and knew what was inside. The meat stuffing is made of demon meat, and someone who can use this kind of ingredient as barbecued pork stuffing... must not be a good thing, and it must be very powerful."

"I was about to leave directly at that time, but what I didn't expect was that the yellow rat came back just in time, blocked us inside and started to attack. Speaking of which, if you hadn't arrived in time, Mr. Xiao, I would be dead now. ah."

With that said, Stephen Zhou took out a document from the suitcase next to him, with some reluctance in his eyes, but without any hesitation in his movements, he placed it directly in front of Xiao Zhang.

"Mr. Xiao, this is half of the equity in my name, which is 10% of our catering group. The current market value is about 30 million. It must be a little less for you, and I can't repay you for saving my life. , but as long as our catering group is listed, there is definitely a lot of room for appreciation of this part of the equity. I dare not say if it is ten times, but it is definitely possible if it is five times."

Stephen Zhou also spent a lot of money.

For a self-made person like him, even with earth-shattering cooking skills, it is difficult to accumulate a large amount of wealth in a short period of time.

No matter how prosperous a store's business is, there is a limit to its turnover. If you want to develop into a catering group, you will inevitably need to receive the injection of capital power.

Being able to retain 20% of the equity is already considered a capable thing for Stephen Zhou.

Xiao Zhang turned a blind eye to the equity transfer document in front of him.

"I do not need."

"ah?"

There was an expression of surprise on Stephen Zhou's face, and he was a little hesitant, wondering if Xiao Zhang was being polite.

In fact, Xiao Zhang really doesn't like the 30 million, because his reputation is more than this price. As long as he is not dead or injured, and his martial arts skills are not abolished, he is willing to invest in any company that has demand. Give him a higher price.

But his purpose here today has nothing to do with business.

"I'm not surprised that you can taste monster meat, but why can you taste human flesh?"

Xiao Zhang looked at Stephen Zhou and asked with oppressive eyes.

"Monster meat?" Stephen Zhou asked subconsciously, and then quickly replied: "Because I have bitten myself. My talent does not require eating the ingredients. Chewing is fine."

Xiao Zhang chose to believe it, because he knew that the Stephen Zhou in front of him was not an ordinary person, and it was not surprising to have such a special talent.

"It's monster meat, not monster meat. Monsters are animals and plants that have not transformed into humans. Only those that have successfully transformed can be called monsters."

Xiao Zhang explained that this was some information Huang Yaozu told him.

There was something wrong with the meat filling in those barbecued pork buns, so Huang Yaozu naturally needed to use special methods to test and determine the ingredients.

"Monsters, then the ones I ate... tasted before were also monsters." Stephen Zhou seemed to suddenly realize, and then he saw Xiao Zhang's questioning eyes, and a wry smile instantly appeared on his face: "Mr. Xiao, I know you want to ask who the customer with the monster meat is, but I really can’t tell you because I don’t know either.”

Xiao Zhang frowned.

"You don't know either?"

"I really don't know." Stephen Zhou explained: "Every time I go there, I am blindfolded and taken into the car. When I can see things clearly, I am already in the kitchen. I have never seen it from beginning to end. The only people who really let me cook are some servants with masks on their faces.”

So mysterious?

Xiao Zhang could tell that Stephen Zhou was telling the truth, because there was no need to deceive him. Even if the other party threatened Stephen Zhou, water from afar could not quench the thirst for nearness.

"When was the last time you went?"

"Three years ago, after that, I was never suddenly snatched away from the parking lot again. Although their attitude was not good, they were very generous. They gave me all my start-up capital."

"Is there anything special about it?"

"Well... apart from monsters, no, monsters, the most special thing is the masks on their faces. They are all the kind of fairy masks. What impressed me most was the mask of the giant spirit god, because I brought Qi Tian with me when I was a child. The Great Sage's facial mask, when he was about to beat up a guy wearing a giant spirit mask, he beat him back."

Fairy face mask?

Xiao Zhang's expression instantly turned into shock.

When ordinary people encounter such strange things, they may encounter a group of psychopaths who pretend to be mysterious.

But the problem is that this is what happened to Stephen Zhou, and he is the God of Cookery.

Not the God of Cookery praised by the Hong Kong media after receiving red envelopes, but the God of Cookery in the true sense.

This is very scary.

"Mr. Xiao, you..."

Noticing the sudden change in the expression on Xiao Zhang's face, Stephen Zhou subconsciously wanted to ask Xiao Zhang if he had thought of something, but he was smart enough to shut up in time.

The more you know about some things, the less safe they are.

Xiao Zhang had no intention of explaining, took out a business card, put it on the table and stood up.

"If you encounter them again, remember to contact me. Trust me, it will not affect you."

"Okay Mr. Xiao."

Seeing that Xiao Zhang was leaving, Stephen Zhou felt relieved. Facing a non-human with one against a thousand, he would be nervous even if it was his savior.

After all, the rumored Xiao Zhang doesn't sound like a good person.

As for whether he will contact Xiao Zhang after he really meets those people again, we will see at that time.

Say yes first and then say it.

"By the way." Stephen Zhou asked again when sending Xiao Zhang away: "I wonder where Mr. Xiao learned his martial arts?"

Xiao Zhang laughed.

"Why, you also want to learn martial arts."

"It's just an idea. If it's inconvenient for Mr. Xiao, just pretend that I didn't ask. I will always remember the life-saving grace."

"Nothing inconvenient."

Xiao Zhang waved his hand to signal Stephen Zhou that there was no need to send it away, and said without looking back: "Shaolin Temple, but don't tell anyone else about this."

"I understand, I understand, thank you Mr. Xiao."

After Stephen Zhou watched Xiao Zhang leave, he turned around and found his secretary.

"Arrange someone to bring some money to the Shaolin Temple and help me invite a master back."

"OK."

A few days later, Stephen Zhou was furious when he saw the fat man showing off his cooking skills in front of him.

"Is there any mistake? I asked you to hire a master to teach me martial arts, but you hired a cooking master for me?"