The master of cultivating immortals protects me

I didn't expect Xu Xiaofeng to admit it so directly, the fat cook was choked and speechless, the steward of the west building stood up, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a contemptuous smile: "Xu Xiaofeng Young master, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, do you know that Prince Longqing used the rice in the west tower of our Songhe Tower that day?"

Xu Xiaofeng tilted his head: "I know, but what does this have to do with the unpalatable food you make?"

"I think you silly boy is here to find trouble—er!" The fat cook pointed at Xu Xiaofeng and scolded, but before he finished speaking, he broke out in a cold sweat, and Cui Cui suddenly appeared in the fat kitchen like a ghost Beside the cook, the five claws clasped the fat cook's throat like a hook, as if the fat cook could be decapitated immediately with just a light pinch.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the master who had been silent by the side, and Cui Cui said coldly under his control: "Not to mention that our young master is a guest of Songhe Tower, just because of you, you dare to treat our family The young master is disrespectful?!"

This sudden change caused both the fat cook and the manager of the West Building to show shock at the same time.

Of course they didn't dare to offend people from the Xu family. The reason why these two dared to yell at Xu Xiaofeng was because Xu Xiaofeng had no status in the Xu family, and there was no one to back them up after the death of both parents. In his eyes, how could he know that a fierce woman would suddenly appear next to him.

"You, you guys dare to make trouble in Songhe Tower?!" The manager of the West Building was an experienced person, although he was a little startled, but he was not frightened by it. He glared at Xu Xiaofeng even more fiercely.

The word "serious and stern" is very suitable for him.

"I said why you are so unreasonable. I just think your food is not delicious and want to fry it again, but you didn't say you won't pay. You are still in charge. Do you know what service industry is? I pay I paid the money but didn’t get the service I wanted, what’s wrong with making a request, it’s not about demolishing your Songhe Tower.”

Xu Xiaofeng snorted dissatisfied, anyway, his master was beside him, so he wasn't afraid of these gangsters who bullied customers.

"I have a solution," the master said by himself, "Let Xiaofeng return all the dishes on this table to the pot again, and you two will know if we are deliberately making trouble after tasting it for yourself."

It wasn't until the master opened his mouth that the steward of the west building and the fat cook suddenly realized that there was actually another person in the Accord, and the two of them felt a chill down their spines at the same time. Discover the existence of this strange man?

It seemed that he still wanted to firmly reject this proposal, but he felt as if some invisible pressure was holding his throat, so the steward of the West Building agreed to Fenghuang's proposal.

"Wait!" Xu Xiaofeng raised his hands high, his beautiful eyes were shining like stars, and his calculation and calculation were undisguised in the depths of his eyes, "If the dishes I stir-fry are better than yours, It’s delicious, it doesn’t mean we’re making trouble out of no reason, it’s because your service is not good enough, and you won’t be able to charge for today’s food!”

The master almost lowered his head and laughed aloud when he heard it, he was immersed in his own world and quietly looked at Xu Xiaofeng's excited appearance, as if he had returned to the time when he first saw this little crow many years ago. Today's Xu Xiaofeng is the same, careful planning, his eyes shine when he sees silver.