An eight-year-old kid cooks rice to feed a group of college students

Chapter 122 How About Comparing Your Cooking Skills?

Lian Qingxue's face turned red and tears welled up in her eyes: "Since you are so shameless, I can only treat others in the same way."

"Chu Hang, the business of your restaurant has been getting worse and worse over the years."

"Isn't it just because I said your house tastes average that I hold a grudge?"

"You let those people insult me ​​and spread rumors about me, and I tolerated it, but why did you insult my family? You are nothing!

Lian Qingxue originally wanted to swallow her anger.

But she didn't expect that her patience was not only useless, but also made the instigator get worse.

If this is the case, then she must cheer up again and give them a loud slap in the face.

After taking a deep breath, Lian Qingxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Teacher Li, I know I did something wrong, but I am really too angry."

"He was at fault first and bullied me for so long. I really can't bear it anymore.

After hearing what happened, Teacher Li's eyes twitched: "You...+4..."

"If you encounter difficulties, you can ask the teacher for help. What if you hit someone?"

"Is it okay to hit people just because you have been wronged? If those who killed people said so, they would be forgiven?"

Lian Qingxue stopped talking. She knew that there were problems with doing it herself, but she didn't regret it, and that was enough.

When Teacher Li criticized her, she paid attention to Chen Feng's reaction and saw that he did not want to apologize at all.

He thought to himself: This parent is so ignorant. No wonder Chu Hang doesn't want to let it go.

Chen Feng looked at Chu Hang.

What people never expected was that the first question he asked was: "What is the name of your restaurant at home?"

"Farmhouse, what's wrong?"

Chen Feng knew that this chain restaurant used to sell farmhouses, but over the past few years, the ingredients have shrunk so much that there are fewer and fewer customers.

The loss of old customers is also terrible.

"She's right, your food is indeed not very delicious.

Chu Hang's expression suddenly changed: "You really want me to be angry, right?"

"Our family is a chain restaurant. Do you bumpkins know what chain means? Do you know how much pocket money I have?"

This year, the elders in the family have been recruiting chefs from all walks of life, hoping to innovate the dishes so that the restaurant can attract more customers.

But there is no improvement.

"It's no use shouting so loudly. If I'm right, your business should be getting worse and worse, right? It's really delicious!"

Chu Hang was furious: "Why are you so awesome? Do you think that because you are a gourmet, what you say is right?"

"You can do it yourself if you can."

"What I cook is indeed better than yours."

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng could still climb up the pole.

This conversation happened to fall into Chu Yi's ears.

(Li Nuo Zhao) Chu Yi is Chu Hang's eldest brother and the heir to the farm. At a young age, he has participated in countless cooking competitions and won many awards.

Chu Yi's expression turned gloomy: "Sir, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense.

"Don't believe it? How about we compete on the spot?"

Chu Yi couldn't stand the provoking method, so he agreed immediately: "Compared with each other, am I still afraid of you?"

"Let's go to the school cafeteria now!"