The Fine Food Broadcaster

One appetizer, four dishes, and four bowls of dishes can be said to have their own advantages and tastes, but they have a common characteristic, which is extremely incomparable!

Except for Ye Fei and Mrs. Qingsong, a few of them were silent, and all of them were sulking and eating, even Solova was no exception.

He had eaten the food made by Ye Fei when he was in the Rothschild family, but at that time, Ye Fei's food was made with common ingredients. Although it was also very delicious, it was the same as today's food made with the best ingredients It is not in a grade at all, this is the real food, this is the real world is extremely delicious!

So what he eats is really a bit out of shape. Let ’s take a bite of squid, let's take another bite of the hooves, it just can't stop the car at all.

Especially with every bite of food, Solova will continue to give Ye Fei a thumbs up and praise.

The world watching this scene doesn't know how many people have petrified, many people even really forgot Solova's identity at this moment, they just regarded him as a foodie who likes food, because only real food can eat food. No matter what, you can throw everything out of the clouds.

Kyoto, the Northeast Sea.

Huaxia's gang of seniors didn't know what to say, they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, I really didn't expect Solova to have such a side."

"If you talk about him coming later, let's take this out and say, what will happen to him?"

"Hahaha, I think it must be fun."

Just then, the man sitting at the top said with a smile: "Is it the only thing I think about how delicious Ye Fei's food is?"

The others were all stunned, followed by the police minister Chen Baolong with a laugh: "This food made by Ye Fei is delicious, but I think even if it is delicious, there are no chefs who make it. After all, those are all the champions of the National Culinary Contest. Everyone has done what they did, and all the foreign guests have praised them after they have eaten. "

The top person said: "We are too big in China, and there are countless high folks. It is not surprising that Ye Fei is better than them."

"Do you want to bring him over for the state dinner?"

"He can come here. One is not short of money, and the other is not interested in power. Why?"

"Well, isn't it really necessary to be his live guest in order to eat a meal from this guy?"

"This is easy to handle, let people find the leader of the Qiuqiu platform, talk about it, and do something on this turntable."

"It's not good, it's not good to spread it out. I think it's better to say the purpose directly, just let Ye Fei make a few dishes to taste."

"Don't tell me, I want to eat this guy's food more and more. I'll ask someone now."

Speaking, I saw an old man in his sixties standing up to a table, picking up the phone above and dialing out. He said what he meant and hung up.

He knew that his men would handle this matter perfectly, and soon Ye Fei would cook for them.

Ye Fei was eating. He was also full of oil and his tongue was melting. Suddenly, the phone rang, and Ma Qingyun's phone turned on.

Before he could talk, Ma Qingyun said excitedly, "Ye Fei, you're here!"

Ye Fei: "......."

"What do you mean?"

"It wants you to make two dishes."

"Upper? Which one? Yinzhou?"

"No ... no!"

Ma Qingyun's excited speech was a little trembling.

Ye Fei hesitated, not from Yinzhou? Who is that?

"Of Xichuan Province?"

"Neither."

"......... Don't tell me that it's bigger than the province."

"It really is!"

"Who?"

"Minister of Security."

"噗 ~~"

The food in Ye Fei's mouth almost spurted out, and then he smiled apologetically at a few people and took the mobile phone aside.

"Uncle Ma, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know."

"The Minister of Security asked me to cook for him?"

"Ye Fei, from my point of view, it must be more than just him, maybe there are more people above him, because if he were alone, he would not be able to do so."

"You mean ..."

"In my opinion, I think that's right, your kid is completely up to the people whom they like, even a chef, it is the envy of the whole country, so you can clean up after the live broadcast is over. Pack up and go to Kyoto. "

Ye Fei scratched his head and said, "What to do in Kyoto?"

At the other end of the phone, Ma Qingyun almost sat on the ground with a buttock. I wiped it. Why is this child suddenly so confused? What should you do in Kyoto? Isn't it plain and clear? Make food for those people.

"Ye Fei, what's the matter with you? What else do you go to Kyoto to cook for them? As long as you take this trip, as long as this thing spreads out, do you think anyone else in the country doesn't know you? Who else Don't envy you? I'm sure our entire platform will follow your chickens and dogs to heaven, this is an opportunity, you must not go wrong. "

Ye Fei remained silent for a long time before asking: "How do they know that the food I cook is good? Are they watching the show in my live broadcast room?"

"Sure, you do n’t see who your guest is today, Solova. Since he came to Huaxia, although he is not visiting, he is still very concerned about his every move. I am sure, a few giants It all lurks in your studio. "

"Oh, that means they are my audience, too."

"That is necessary."

"Well, since it ’s my audience, they ca n’t do anything special. If you go back to them and say you want to eat good food, you can be a fair guest on Ye Fei ’s live broadcast. Otherwise, I ’m sorry, go to Kyoto? I ’m not free . "

"I a # ￥, Ye Fei, you bastard, do you know what you are talking about?" Ma Qingyun growled at the phone.

After listening to Ye Fei's words, Ma Qingyun was so hung up in urinated pants. I'll hold your uncle, can your child say such things? Have you heard what I said to you? Do you understand what I said above? Also you have no time to go to Kyoto. People want to eat and become your live guest, you ... you ... get away!

Ma Qingyun is about to explode. Tell me what this guy is. This is too lawless.

"Ye Fei, aren't you kidding?"

Ma Qingyun was sweating all over. He was really frightened by Ye Fei's spirits. He had many ox-fork characters that Ma Qingyun had seen in so many years, but there was really no one who could have leaves. One-tenth of a cow's fork is flying, this kind of thing dare to refuse this kind of thing, your sister, what's in your head?

Ye Fei chuckled and said, "What's the joke here, no joke, okay, let's go, I'm busy here, I have nothing else to do."

Ma Qingyun: "......."

He also wanted to do Ye Fei's ideological work again, but then Ye Fei hung up the phone.

Ma Qingyun was aggressive as a whole. How could this be explained to me?

Seeing Ma Qingyun as a whole to the board of directors, the whole person was stupid, and hurriedly said, "Chairman, are you excited and don't know what expression to use? Ye Shen only needs to cook a few for them, then our platform can definitely Soaring into the sky. "

"Yeah, oh, happiness came so suddenly, people can't help but think of it."

"Hahaha, I never thought that someone around me would be able to do this step. Ye Shen is indeed Ye Shen, Niucha!"

"Such a good thing, how can we not celebrate it? Replace tea with wine, toast!"

A group of people all hurried to grab tea cups.

Just then, Ma Qingyun murmured: "Rejected, Ye Fei dare to refuse ?! This **** refused!"

Ma Qingyun's hands were claw-shaped, raising his head angrily and asking Cangtian, he didn't understand, why did Ye Fei refuse?

A group of people just toasted, and the water in their mouths did not drink. I heard Ma Qingyun's words coldly, and it seemed as if a water jet suddenly appeared on the scene. Water.

No way, everyone was scared.

"Chairman, what do you say ?!"

"Slot, slot, slot ... slot ... !!!"

"Yeshen ... Yeshen refused this?"

"He ... he's crazy? Why did he refuse such a thing? Doesn't he know how many people can't think of it?"

"Oh, my brain, this is going to explode. Why would he dare to refuse it?"

"Chairman, what did he say?"

Ma Qingyun glanced helplessly and smiled bitterly, saying: "He ... he said that since those people knew that the food he made was okay, it means that some of them should be in his live broadcast room. Since in his live broadcast room, that is his audience, his audience is equal, and no one can do anything special. If you want to eat food, become his live guest, go to Kyoto to cook ... he refused! "

"I go!"

"Crazy!"

"Don't you know that he was treated specially in special circumstances?"

"This dude!"

"Is my mind trampled thirty times?"

"This ... God, I kneel him. It would be unreasonable for such a person to not kneel him!"

A group of directors of the Qiuqiu platform was completely hurt by the eggs made by Ye Fei, and all of them wanted to fly for Ye.

Ma Qingyun also knows Ye Fei's temper, and the things she decides cannot be changed. In the end, there is no way but to convey the meaning of Ye Fei with a scrutiny.

Northeast Sea.

The whole meeting room was silent.

For a long time, the sixty-year-old man suddenly slaps himself on the table and said, depressed, "Ge Laozi, that little **** he ... I really want to hit him!"

Everyone couldn't help it anymore, they all laughed. There was no way. Although this was crazy, it was so funny. It was only for them, let alone a chef, that it would be a national disaster. It ’s okay to draw all the troops, but now ... now they are rejected.

"This young man ... is he silly cooking?"

"Strange people, really strange people."

"It's not good for fame and fortune, this person is good."

"Ghosts don't do merit and fame, don't you see him laughing when he sees a reward in the sky? That's a fortune fan."

"Uh ~~ I just can't figure out why."

Ye Fei just didn't think anything was happening ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Back to the table should eat and drink.

Suddenly, the cannon came to Ye Fei's side, and whispered, "Is there something wrong with Ye Shen? I just heard a little bit. I do n’t know what it is. Can I help you?"

Ye Fei gratefully glanced that the mountain cannon was not a cannon, and then whispered something just now.

The mountain cannon didn't give Ye Fei a knee with a bang. He hugged Ye Fei's legs and screamed, "God man, no, god, god, let me go?"

Everyone: "........"

I rub, what kind of airplane is this cargo?

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