Chapter 538. Time is a butcher's knife

Looking at Liu Xueyi's doubts about life, Zhang Yu roughly understood the former's doubts, with a sigh of relief on his generous face.

He didn't light a cigarette, but a touch of sadness still lingered around him like smoke.

"I don't have many photos left in Huaxia. You should take a family portrait from my senior brother's [-]th birthday, right?" The old scenes in front of Zhang Yu's eyes emerged one by one.

"At that time, there were not many people in the Liming Hall. The senior brother sat upright, the sister-in-law stood behind the senior brother, and your father and I supported the empty chairs representing the master and senior brother on the left and right."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yu suddenly couldn't help laughing. "Your father insisted on sitting on a chair before taking the photo, but was cleaned up by the brother. If you look carefully at the photo, you should be able to find the tears on your father's face."

"En." Hearing what Zhang Yu said in the photo, Liu Xueyi was convinced that the middle-aged man in front of him, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, was Uncle Zhang Yu.

It's just that his expression is still in the look of being subjected to a severe spiritual shock.

Zhang Yu didn't take it seriously, and gently pulled out the photo from Liu Xueyi's hand and put it in front of his eyes.

His eyes blurred again, immersed in memories again.

"After that, your father worked hard and vowed to become a chef who can defeat his senior brother in order to avenge this."

"But it's a pity that your father's cooking talent is not outstanding, and in the end he chose to hide behind the scenes."

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Zhang Yu shook his head and sighed, with the same complicated emotions in his deep greed.

For a moment, everyone in the store felt the inexplicable melancholy of Zhijiao's silence.

What I want to hide is Zhang Yu's sad past when he left his hometown and went to Huaxia.

The atmosphere in the store fell into a trough again.

His eyes were full of deep melancholy, and Zhang Yu rubbed his palms against the familiar scene in the photo, and his gaze stayed on his position in the photo for a long time before he felt his voice. "I was so handsome back then~"

?

Like everyone else, Mo Bai, immersed in the atmosphere, slowly raised a question mark.

Master, something is wrong with you!

But... Mo Bai really wanted to see what was going on, so that Liu Xueyi could show this remodeled appearance.

Mo Bai's heart was agitated.

"Why, do you want to see it?" Zhizi is like a father, and in a sense, master and apprentice are also in the same relationship.Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Bai started to poke his head out.

"Think about it." Mo Bai pointed his head out of the afterimage.

"Forget it! This matter can't always be hidden." Zhang Yu put the photo on the table and slid it in front of Mo Bai. "Didn't you ask why the master's footwork is so handsome?"

"Wei Shi is answering for you now—that's because a long time ago, Wei Shi, like you, was also a peerless, handsome, handsome and talented man."

Mo Bai didn't hear what Zhang Yu was saying, it was as early as the moment the photo was in front of him.

It was as if a thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck on his forehead, knocking him out of his wits.It was as if lava from the center of the earth spewed out from under his feet, burning him charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

The number of people in the photo is very small, and there is Zhang Yu's description, so excluding the child who is somewhat similar to the 80-year-old man in the middle of his prime, the remaining boy is the young Zhang Yu.

Mobai's jaw dropped, he finally understood that Liu Xueyi would not dare to recognize Zhang Yu after seeing her.

Because the boy in the photo is eight feet tall, his face is like a crown jade, his lips are like vermilion, and his eyes are like bright stars.

What surprised Mo Bai even more was that the young man in the photo was not only handsome, but also had a gentle and gentlemanly demeanor.

To give a simple example, the young Zhang Yu in the photo looks like the handsome young man in white in Mobai's previous life Zhang Ojian's "Jianghu Kid".

The same amazing time, the same self-focus aura.

"Absolutely! This is really you, Master!?!" Mobai's eyes almost popped out.

"Then there can be fakes?" Zhang Yu was very satisfied with Mo Bai's demeanor, which greatly satisfied his vanity.

"The title of being a teacher [Jade Face Little White Dragon] was well-known in the Jianghu."

"Wherever I went, the girls lined the streets to celebrate, just to see the demeanor of being a teacher." Talking about his peak beauty, Zhang Yu's broad figure seemed to swell a bit.

Looking at Zhang Yu who recalled the glorious years, Mo Bai resisted to complain.

It is said that time is a butcher's knife, and it is true.

The change of Zhang Yu is simply more nasty than Xu O, and even worse than Shen O!

After silently complaining, Mo Bai couldn't help feeling guilty.

Thinking about it carefully, when he first met Zhang Yu, it seemed that although the latter's appearance had degraded, he was still a handsome uncle with a pleasing face and a slightly fat figure.

But now... Looking at Zhang Yu laughing with trembling double chins, sitting on a chair like a child's plastic bench, Mo Bai felt a sense of suffocation in his chest.

Oops!It's the feeling of a heart attack!

"Mom, why do you feel like I'm determined to take the blame?" Mo Bai covered his face.

"Okay, okay, don't feel too ashamed~" Zhang Yu patted Mo Bai's shoulder like a fan. "Although you are not bad now, but when you were young as a teacher, you are not comparable to ordinary people."

Zhang Yu's "comfort" slightly relieved Mo Bai's inner guilt.

"Wait, master, you were so handsome when you were young and you didn't find me a teacher?" Mo Bai discovered Hua Dian.

Hearing Mo Bai's question, everyone's ears perked up.

Seeing Zhang Yu's appearance when he was young, they became more interested in this kind of gossip.

"Eh... let's not talk about these old affairs." Zhang Yu's face froze, as if he avoided this question on purpose. "Let's get down to business."

"This is Liu Xueyi." Zhang Yu introduced to Mo Bai. "She's...your mother's old friend."

"Huh?!" Now, the magnitude of the earthquake in Mo Bai's heart was almost comparable to the situation when he saw Zhang Yu's photo just now.

"...Are you still hiding it from him?" Seeing Mo Bai's open mouth, Liu Xueyi basically understood the situation.

"Hey, I'm just not sure yet." Zhang Yu explained with a little embarrassment. "After all, at that time, I had already left Huaxia, and my niece Bai was young and ignorant. Our relationship with Mo Tianjiao was only at the stage of being famous."

And the source of the information...

In front of Liu Xueyi, Zhang Yu omitted unnecessary troubles that might be caused.

"But, you can tell just by looking at it?" Liu Xueyi's expression was a little disbelieving. "He and Aunt Mo were carved out of the same mold."

"Hehe, there are so many people who look alike in the world. Could it be that they are related?" Bai Zishu rolled her eyes. She thought Liu Xueyi came to the Far East in a hurry to investigate, but she didn't expect to say "Look at the face" vulgar language.

Bai Zishu felt that his previous fight was completely meaningless.

"Hey! What are you talking about!" Liu Xueyi heard the yin and yang teasing in Bai Zishu's words.

"Even if the appearance doesn't explain anything, cooking will never lie!"

Chapter 539. Smell something bad

"Oh? How do you say that?" Zhang Yu couldn't help feeling excited.

Being able to confirm Mo Bai's identity in advance is of great importance to the future plan of returning to China to apprentice.

"When Aunt Mo's name was in full swing, the Mo family naturally waved the flag to strengthen the family's reputation." Liu Xueyi said.

"Perhaps at that time, the head of the Mo family and the clansmen really saw Aunt Mo's hope of becoming the top of China, so the banner they played was very exaggerated."

"They have been Emperor Yu's teachers since Miao, and after Jiang Moru, they are the authentic Mohists."

As soon as Liu Xueyi finished speaking, even Luo Ziyan was dumbfounded, not to mention Zhang Yu and Bai Zishu.

Mo Bai, who quietly listened to what happened to his so-called life experience, was also terrified, and his heart exploded.

Absolutely!Is it that loud?

MMP!He just needs a reasonable identity to return to Huaxia!How do you feel that this identity is going to be a big problem now?

The people huddled in the corner of the store were all dazed, as if they didn't understand why the people at the table reacted so strongly, and they turned their eyes to Luo Ziyan for help.

"Emperor Yu is Dayu, the protagonist in the story of Dayu's flood control."

"And Jiang Moru was an old gentleman invited by Dayu's mother to teach Dayu before Dayu's flood control. He taught Dayu for three years and recommended Dayu to study with other masters."

"So it is indeed called Emperor Yu's teacher." Luo Ziyan narrated with a small mouth.

"Oh, wait, wait, isn't this a fairy tale?" Alice hurriedly stopped.

"Can't myths and stories have prototypes? The prototype of Dayu's water control is more than 4000 years ago in Xia Dynasty. Gun Yu controlled water. After Gun Yu controlled water, he went through a series of processes. In the end, Emperor Shun gave the throne to Gun Yu, so there was the title of Emperor Yu. " Luo Ziyan continued.

"Four, 4000 years ago!!?"

Everyone's hearts were shocked!

No wonder the people at the table looked like this.

Turtle!A 4000-year-old family! ?Who can stand this?

"Niece Liu, what are you talking about [propriety is the system of the country, and benevolence cannot be followed by rudeness: the people are the foundation of the country, and the country must be governed by the people's will], Jiang Moru, the ancestor of the Motai family in Guzhu Kingdom in the Shang Dynasty?" Zhang Yu felt Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped in the wilderness of his heart, he confirmed with a trembling voice.

"That's what they said." Liu Xueyi nodded.

"Fuck!" Zhang Yu and Mo Bai are worthy of being masters and apprentices, and at this moment they all uttered fragrance in unison.

Mother!You don't even have to brag like this!

If there is really a family that has been passed down for 2000 years, from the Xia Dynasty to the modern day, then it would have spiraled up to heaven a long time ago, okay?

Mo Bai felt a dull pain in his crotch.

Seeing this, he became crazy when he was successful, and turned on Blind Jill to manipulate pig teammates!

If there is such a hip-pull backing... Mo Bai shudders just thinking about it.

It's hard!Is it okay for him to let go of his identity?

"Although it is indeed nonsense, if you dare to boast about it, you will never be aimless."

"Their culinary heart is very special." Liu Xueyi stared at Mo Bai, and the description of the latter's cooking taste sensory in the materials appeared in front of her eyes.

It was precisely because of this that she sneaked out regardless of the old man's objection.

"The biggest feature of the dishes they make is orderly, as if the ingredients have become building blocks in their hands, and they can build a series of natural dishes."

"And unlike other families, their culinary spirit can easily be passed on to the next generation."

"But according to the rumors, Mo Tianjiao's cuisine is known for its overwhelming aggressiveness. It's not like what you said at all." Bai Zishu frowned.

"That's because Aunt Mo has developed a cooking heart suitable for her based on the cooking heart inherited from the Mohist family." Liu Xueyi waved her hands in disdain and said [you know a hammer] with actions.

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