The Mightiest Little Peasant

"What? Is he the bastard?"

In the seat next to him, Han Lei slapped the table. (Pinyin of bi qi wu)

He clenched his fists and looked angry.

It was this bastard surnamed Tang who beat up her sister and imprisoned her for half a month.

You must know that her sister was pampered and grew up since she was a child. She was beaten, and she was in the police station for half a month.

He almost couldn't hold back and rushed forward.

"Brother! Calm down, don't be impulsive!" Han Lu whispered.

"Why did you tell me to calm down, it's this bastard who hit you!" Han Lei said angrily.

"What? That's him?" The other two both murmured and looked at Tang Hao, becoming a little unkind.

"Brother, don't forget what Dad said." Han Lu said.

Han Lei clenched his fists more and more tightly, his face full of unwillingness.

He also knows that this guy has a background and is said to be related to a figure at the level of He Vice Province.

He was not afraid at all about this, but his father was very afraid and once told him not to seek revenge on this guy.

"Damn, isn't he just a nouveau riche!" He sat down, slapped the table, and cursed angrily.

Then, there was a sneering look.

This Tang Hao has a background, but he is a nouveau riche from a small county. He has no quality, no education, no wonder he can get along with that stinky woman.

President Ling is also really blind, how can he come out to eat with such a person?

Hearing the movement of the seat next to her, Ling Wei frowned slightly.

It seems that the Han brothers and sisters and Tang Hao have a lot of festivals!

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I would run into them." She said apologetically.

Originally, this meal was to thank him, and she deliberately postponed the meal until today, just to invite him to this store, but she didn't expect such an unpleasant thing to happen.

"Nothing! Just pretend you didn't see it!" Tang Hao shook his head.

After a while, the dishes finally came, and several clerks came over with the dishes. On the count, there are seven dishes in total.

When the people around looked at it, there was a sudden bang, and it was a little boiling.

"Huaiyang cuisine! It must be Master Ding!"

"This table is so lucky to be able to eat the dishes made by Master Ding!"

The expressions of everyone are a little envious.

Even Ling Wei showed some joy.

"Tang Hao, this Master Ding is the most powerful chef here. He is good at Huaiyang cuisine and is the undisputed first chef in our province." She explained to Tang Hao.

"Here, as long as we eat Huaiyang cuisine, it must be Master Ding. You must know that Master Ding only cooks one table of dishes every day. We are lucky."

Ling Wei's tone was a little excited.

"Damn, why is this bastard so lucky!" Han Lei cursed in a low voice, looking a little resentful.

Soon, the dishes were brought to the table, six dishes and one soup.

Tang Hao swept away and nodded secretly.

These seven dishes, just in appearance, are incomparably exquisite and pleasing to the eye, and if you sniff it gently, the fragrant aroma will make your index finger even more excited.

Squirrel mandarin fish, Wensi tofu... and stewed crab powder lion head, these dishes are all classics in Huaiyang cuisine.

Especially that Wensi tofu, each shredded tofu is cut like filaments, which shows the profound knife skills of this master Ding.

"Eat it!"

Ling Wei picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Yeah! It's delicious! As expected of Master Ding!" Ling Wei exclaimed with a look of admiration.

Tang Hao picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of fish, and tasted it.

Then, he frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ling Wei asked suddenly, "Is it not delicious?"

Tang Hao immediately shook his head, "It's nothing, it's delicious!"

This fish is indeed delicious, but it's just that, and it's far from the deliciousness in his mind. In his view, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

It turns out that the cooking skills of top chefs are only like this! Tang Hao secretly said, a little disappointed.

Seeing him like this, Ling Wei felt a little lost.

At this time, he heard a cold snort from the neighbor, and then Han Lei's voice rang out.

"Hum! What a big breath! It's your honor to be able to eat the dishes made by Master Ding. You're so reluctant. It's just delicious. I think you have a problem with your own mouth."

His voice was loud and spread throughout the restaurant.

All the people around looked over.

Their expressions were also a little unhappy.

In their eyes, Master Ding is like a chef, and the things he makes are delicious, and everyone who has eaten them is full of praise and praise.

But this kid is good, but it's delicious with a fluttering sound. This attitude is simply an insult to Master Ding's dishes.

"This guy, there's something wrong with his mouth!"

"I think so too. It's a waste to feed him!"

Everyone was talking quietly.

Ling Wei's face became a little stiff. She never thought that things would turn out like this. At that moment, she glared at Han Lei angrily.

However, Han Lei continued to sneer, "As expected of someone from a small place, I don't know anything, and I can't even eat Huaiyang dishes. It's a waste for you to eat Master Ding's dishes. You might as well get out of here."

"Han Lei, that's enough for you! It's none of your business whether he likes it or not!" Ling Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded.

Han Lei sneered: "Why is it none of my business, he is insulting Master Ding."

"You..." Ling Wei stared angrily.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

At this time, he heard a deep voice coming from the inside. Then, I saw a tall figure walking out, about fifty years old, wearing white kitchen clothes, with a thin and dark face.

"Master Ding!"

The hall suddenly boiled, and everyone stood up one after another to show their respect.

"Sit down!" Master Ding smiled and called everyone to sit down.

Han Lei pointed at Tang Hao and shouted, "Master Ding, this guy is insulting you!"

Master Ding was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face.

This is the first time he has encountered this situation.

"How is it insulting?" He frowned.

"He said your food is not delicious!" Han Lei said.

Master Ding was startled again.

Then, his face turned cold.

Since he became famous, no one has ever said that his dishes are not delicious, and whoever eats them is not full of praise, and he is also very confident in the dishes he cooks, how could it not be delicious.

This guy, shouldn't he be sincere!

With a cold face, he walked towards Tang Hao, "Boy, why is my dish not delicious!"

Tang Hao said: "I didn't say it was bad, I just said it was delicious. This guy suddenly popped out and said I insulted you."

Master Ding's expression softened a little, but this was not an insult.

However, he was still a little unhappy. The dishes he cooked were just delicious?

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