superstar chef

They walked in the same direction, with a contented spring breeze in the corners of their eyes, as the car drove by, their new friend said in the car, "Little guy from the East, let's take a ride..."

The one with the drawing board on his back would always smile and shake his head friendly at them, while the half-breed blonde with flying hair would always raise his face and smile in the air, blow a hot kiss, and then the two little guys would walk away hand in hand. Walk!

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 116: Little Chef [-] Desperate little guys

When the little guy happily eloped with Zhan Yu, he was so excited that he didn't even consider that they would be hungry if they didn't have money to travel outside.

The tragedy is that the little guy didn't bring any money with him when he went out, and Zhan Yu had already spent all the money he brought with him when he went out, and Zhan Yi also used special means to freeze all the bank card properties on Zhan Yu's body.

Now the two down-and-out little guys are now reduced to the streets of Rome. It can be said that they can travel all over the world with money, but they can't move a single step without money.

Zhan Yu sold the Cartier gold watch on his wrist, exchanged some money, and went to a supermarket in Rome to buy bread and food.

Holding a pack of salted chicken legs and chicken feet from China, he said, "Little guy, let's eat preservatives!"

(Personally, does Rome really have such local food as China?)

"Ah!" The little guy was wearing a beautiful little hat and sitting on the fountain square, holding a drawing board and drawing materials. He took the bread and chicken feet thrown by Zhan Yu, "Ah, this is delicious."

Zhan Yu sat down next to him, and said with a smile: "There is waste oil and melamine black heart cotton? If you eat too much, you will become stupid!"

Little Cheese wrinkled his nose, "Well, the food here is also unsafe, such as those plump tomatoes that look like small watermelons, they are definitely grown from hormones, and some people in Sicily also got food poisoning because they love to eat tomatoes Oh."

Zhan Yu rubbed the little guy's head, "You are really a little calm emperor."

Little Cheese thought for a while and smiled, "So, now we have to sell our belongings to make money? Or the little guy goes to a restaurant to apply for a chef or something, and Little Winter Melon can also play the piano in the restaurant or something. "

Zhan Yu's eyes lit up, and he raised his thumb and said, "Little guy, good idea."

So, the two little guys solved the lunch as quickly as possible, then put away the drawing board, and applied for a job in a restaurant in Rome that needed to recruit a chef.

Wen Renliang, who returned home after discussing business in Germany, was going crazy when he received the news that Little Cheese and Zhan Yu had left home for Rome!

"Why don't you keep an eye on them?" Wen Renliang's eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a cold breath, "Baifeng, Lilia, Tom? Well, why did the little guy run away from home when he was fine? What did you do? "

Bai Feng and bodyguard Tom looked at each other.

Lilia plucked up her courage and said boldly, "About this question... Sir, you should find the reason from yourself, the scandal between the supermodel Nina and you in Germany..."

"Do you know the whereabouts of the little guy? Pulis will prepare the helicopter immediately and I will go find him!" Wen Renliang interrupted Lilia's words and ordered.

Price came in with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Sorry, sir, helicopters are not allowed to fly to Rome for the time being. As you know, the election for the next president has just started in Italy recently! The Ministry of National Security and the aviation department blocked the route of private jets flying to Rome. Already!"

"Air ticket! Air ticket! Book it right away." Wen Ren said coldly.

Bell Waiter gloated in from the outside, "Oh wow, what a brave little thing! Run away from home and elope!"

Wen Renliang frowned and glanced at him in disgust, "Uncle Bell, I hope you won't play any tricks behind your back!"

He snuffed out the burnt cigarette in his hand, turned and went upstairs indifferently.

Wen Renliang picked up the phone and chose to talk to Zhan Yi who was far away on the other side of the ocean, and asked him what was the reason that made Zhan Yu go away from New York to Sicily to seduce his baby to elope.

After a quarter of an hour, Wen Renliang understood the reason of the incident.

He said to the phone dumbfounded, "Adolescence is replaced by menopause. This is really a great tragedy!"

City of Rome.

Little Cheese and Zhan Yu came out of the restaurant disheveledly, "Where's the health certificate? What about the chef's qualification certificate? Where's the piano playing certificate? Uh-huh-huh?" Little Cheese blinked his big innocent eyes and complained, "Their There are so many rules, and the cooking skills of the little guy are obviously very good."

"Ah...forgive them, they are all stupid people with blind eyes." The blond prince said narcissistically, "There is an old saying in China: If you don't stay here, you will have a place to stay. Fuck! I don't believe in life." People can also be suffocated to death by urine."

Little Cheese covered her stomach and laughed, "You are so rude, pretty little wax gourd."

Finally, the two down-and-out little things found two jobs in a Chinese restaurant opened by a small unknown Chinese the next day.

Temporary dishwashers and temporary vegetable clerks.

The haughty blond prince's hands fit for playing the piano had to touch the dishes soaked in washing liquid, while the little cheese, who had been working as a little chef next to the handsome superstar mafia boss, was reduced to a chubby Fat Chinese chef's side dish worker.

Zhan Yu complained while wearing an apron, "This boss is really stingy, he should buy a dishwasher!"

Little Cheese stood in front of the counter skillfully chopping onions, ginger and garlic, "Contentment is always bliss, little melon, we are experiencing life."

"Little guy... chopped green onions are very good. I heard you can also cook?" The chubby oriental chef said, "What kind of cuisine will you be? Sichuan cuisine? Cantonese cuisine? Shanghai cuisine?"

In the steaming kitchen, Little Cheese laughed amidst the oily fumes, "You can try them all. If there is a chance, the little guy will make it himself for you to taste."

Chinese chefs love children who are as humble and diligent as Little Cheese. He nodded gratifiedly and said, "Okay, I will definitely try it if I have the chance, hey... yellow hair! Wash the dishes carefully and don't break the dishes! Be careful, boss Deduct your wages."

The blond prince screamed frantically, "I beg you, my name is Zhan Yu, OK?"

The Chinese chef laughed, "I'm just kidding, handsome mixed-race boy, I know you have Chinese blood, um... we are all half compatriots, so why am I from the north, what about you?"

He tossed the garlic and eggplant in the pot with a spoon and said, "Are you from the south? Are they all Chinese immigrants?"

"Hong Kong people!" Zhan Yu took off the washed rubber gloves on his hands, "That guy Zhan Yi! How dare you freeze my bank account, I will never stop with him."

Little Cheese changed his knife and cut carrots, "Calm down dear, he just cheated on a woman before, he doesn't look like Liang... Now he's always goingssip with women! Little Cheese is so sad!"

Zhan Yu looked sympathetically at his little friend who had been a little thin these days, "Sorry, little guy, maybe we should be fully prepared before we run away from home."

Little Cheese comforted him with a smile, "Eat a fall and gain wisdom! It will be better next time."

Zhan Yu nodded firmly, "Next time, I will bring the little one to realize my dream of traveling around the world, oh oh oh!"

"Golden Retriever, put away the dishes!" Chef Dongfang yelled.

Zhan Yu flipped the table and roared, "Please, respect me."

Chef Dongfang laughed heartily, "Call it Fried Golden Retriever, it's more appropriate to your current expression!"

Little Cheese held the carved knife, laughing nonstop.

Zhan Yu stared depressedly and panted.

It was past ten o'clock at night when the restaurant closed and got off work. The little guy and Zhan Yu ate a home-cooked fried chicken in the kitchen, bid farewell to the owner of the restaurant contentedly, and walked out hand in hand.

At the entrance of the restaurant, a luxurious limousine stopped firmly in front of Little Cheese and Zhan Yu.

The two little guys looked at each other for a look, and then they turned around holding hands and galloped quickly to the other side of the road.

"Little Cheese!" Wen Renliang swept his long legs, and he got out of the car. The bodyguards who followed him to Rome quickly caught up with the two little guys and blocked their way.

"Baby, come back!"

"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Zhan Yi, please go back to New York." The tall and mighty foreigner stood in front of Zhan Yu, speaking in pure Mandarin.

Zhan Yu jumped, "Zhan Yi is here too? Well, where are the others?"

Little Cheese lowered his head and firmly stopped Zhan Yu's hand. Wen Renliang had already strode in front of them. When the owner of the restaurant found out about this situation, he walked out bravely and said, "You... who are you? ? These two are my temporary employees here... I will call the police."

Wen Renliang turned around and looked at the skinny Chinese boss gently, "I'm sorry, these two are disobedient children from the Werther family. They have caused you trouble these days." Standing up, he smiled gently to appease the Chinese owner of the restaurant who was frightened by the mafia party-style scene in front of him.

Wen Renliang looked silently at the little guy who bowed his head silently, and then smiled at the distraught blond little prince.

"Please get them into the car." He said calmly, standing aside watching Zhan Yu and Little Cheese get into the luxurious RV under the special care of the bodyguards.

Zhan Yu was assigned to the passenger seat, and he glanced at the driver, Mr. Price, who opened the door and sat in: "You are quite efficient in doing things." Yang rolled his eyes.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Zhan."

Little Cheese got into the back seat, and in the spacious caravan, Wenren Liang watched him without blinking.

Little Cheese has been watched for a long time, so he turned his face to smell it