Chapter 903: : Seal of Negation (Part 1)

Fresh halberd!
The two words weighing more than one thousand catties spit out through Xia Yu's mouth, and the air was frozen.
Wei Zhong's face has a wonderful expression.
Shocked, frightened.
Wei Zhong, who has always thought of his predecessors and his predecessors, is totally unpredictable.
Being a junior who can be his own son, in front of the camera, under the eyes, almost pointed out his nose and spit out the sacred words, how could it still maintain the calmness of the past.
"You, how dare you..." Wei Zhong's hair looked upright.
No one wants to be killed.
In particular, on the eve of what I had thought was that my plan to eat halberd was about to succeed, the thing that he regarded as a prey of death was suddenly violent, and he took a bite...
of course.
If Xia Yu knows what Wei Zhong is thinking, he must sneer, can I fight back? Can I show him?
Wake up, brother, it’s time to move the bricks.
This is the end of self-righteousness.
"Why don't you dare?" Xia Yu laughed, "You are Lin Chef, I am also recognized as Lin Chef. Everyone is at the same level of cooking skills. There is no one who crosses the border to bully others. Oh, maybe Chef Wei thinks that I To draw you to the halberd, is it a snack?"
Take snacks great!
Including Wei Zhong, the audience was choked.
In the live broadcast room, Tang Yuqiong listened to the loud voice of the young man in the headphones, and then he stunned for a moment, and then the whole live broadcast echoed her giggling laughter, "Ha, ha ha ha ha, although the Chinese world is big, but a few The younger generation, this summer demon king, dare to say this to the alternate noodle king! Full of vulgar words!"
"Vulgar words!" The barrage followed the brush with joy.
...
Backstage.
On the corridor, Xia Yu put his hands in his pockets and walked calmly.
The hostess Qi Qingyan hurriedly followed, panting: "Chef Xia, Chef Xia, you wait!"
"Oh, Sister Qi!"
Xia Yu stopped and turned around, and found that the hostess was looking at him with incredible eyes, her lips whizzing, and there was obviously something to discourage words in her throat. But Qi Qingyan is sober after all, knowing that the young man was just on stage, so openly speaking, eating halberd is inevitable!
"Lao asked me to come over and ask you about the Treaty on the Halberd." Qi Qingyan's pair of clear eyes set in sight, with obvious worries written.
Xia Yu has a good relationship with her.
The female host, the head of the food station of CCTV, Hua Dan, and before, Xia Yu took a group photo with her once spread the Internet, a small scandal is inevitable.
"Is the treat of halberd?" Xia Yudao said, "I have already prepared it. Sister Qi, go to Weizhong first and ask."
After that, open the lounge door and wave to Qi Qingyan.
indoor.
Liu Ying, Zhu Qing, Lei Aoxue, or standing or standing.
"I didn't expect that the alternate noodles king, using fantasy ingredients for Sakura, is such a disgust!" Lei Aoxue took care of Liu Ying's black hair soaked in sweat for Liu Ying, and the comb fell gently over and over.
Zhu Qing observed Xia Yu's eyes looking at Liu Ying, with a hint of apology. He said, "It seems that both of you returned to China, and you didn't know much about Wei Zhong and the forces behind him."
"The Yellow Party, or Baiyun Pavilion, seems to me to be an extremist among the diehards. Earlier, Huang He himself shouted at the emerging food tycoon chef in China, and it was estimated that he would kill and mutilate secretly A lot."
"The guy in my family, on the contrary, is open-minded about the new school of food tyrants, and he is happy to see it succeeded. Otherwise, if he kills him, this one will be removed from the country long ago, becoming a taboo that everyone dare not mention! "
With that, Zhu Qing saw Xia Yu and Lei Aoxue's suspicious expression.
"what!"
She couldn't help laughing, "Also, you don't believe it, it's just because the head of this tribe, Chen Dingbang, died tragically. But I said, can't you put all the black pots on my father's head?"
Zhu Qing akimbo, shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, tell you so much." Zhu Qing's eyes rolled, "If you don't die, you won't die."
"Eating halberd is not a child's play."
"What's more, you are facing a quasi-dragon chef walking on the road, don't you die, Ayu!" Zhu Qing finished, pushing the door away, her back looked very handsome and unconcerned, but the backhand Closing the door, she hurried to a corner, and she stopped suddenly.
Looking up at the electric lights in the corridor, Zhu Qing's eyes were a bit dazed.
The lights were swaying, the colors were miserable, and they were scattered on the top of the head. The red carpet on the ground was in the light of dreams, and the red light was bursting, like the epitome of the corner of Abi hell, which made Zhu Qing heart palpitations.
This is not a good sign.
"A Yu, will it be all right?"
Zhu Qing's heart tightened, and cold sweat spilled from his spine.
"Yes!" She bit her silver teeth, and the doubts and shakes on Qiao's face were all smashed by this clean foot. Zhu Qing stepped out, and his eyes were a bit harder than ever seen, "Lose, but with me, no one can hurt A Yu!"
She whispered, for no reason, a memory buried deep, surging up suddenly.
An elegant embroidery pavilion.
The air was filled with the smell of medicinal materials. On the brocade of the embroidered couch, a woman with pale skin was lying.
"Xiaoqing..." Zhu Qing felt that there was a cold palm in her hand. The woman apparently reached the end of her absence. There was no resentment on her face, and she had a gentle smile on ordinary days. "That child will invite you in the future. Take care."
Outside the Embroidery Pavilion, a large group of people gathered in Zhu Mansion, all with sad faces, but more relieved.
After Miss Zhufu gave birth, her body had already fallen ill and her cooks were less. She had already left the profession of cook and started to become a qualified mother. But a month ago, the bad news came that the frail young lady, despite her exhaustion and extreme sorrow, had a high fever for ten consecutive days, and the medicine stone was not working.
In this world, chefs are respected, but before they reach a certain level, their bodies are at most stronger than ordinary people, but they are far from the exaggeration that all diseases do not invade their longevity.
Once ill, the master of martial arts can only die with a smile.
Outside the crowd, Zhu Ji took a hot food box and listened to the crying sound from the embroidered pavilion. The vicissitudes of his face were ten years old, and his straight body appeared slightly rickety.
...
boom!
In the background, Wei Zhong hit the table with a punch, and he said furiously: "Shuzi dare!"
Duan Hong and Wang Qian, who followed him to the background~EbookFREE.me~ also looked at each other.
The Xia Demon was in trouble, and the two Lin Chefs were also shocked.
Doodle.
The phone vibrated, Duan Hong glanced at Wei Zhong, who was gasping and calming his emotions, turned on the phone and whispered a few words, then handed the phone out, "Old Guard, Master Huang let you answer the phone."
Wei Zhong took a deep breath and exhaled, his anger disappeared, and changed to a quiet like water.
"Okay, although things are variable and there is a deviation from the plan, but the halberd is the halberd. Whether it is active or drew, our goals have been achieved at the beginning!"
"...Well, as you told me, I think he will agree to the treat of halberd!"
The phone hung up.
It happened that someone knocked on the door and Qi Qingyan's voice came in, "Master Chef, Lan Lao ordered me to come to you to confirm the Treaty."
"Please come in."
Qi Qingyan entered the door, with a trace of anxiety, and observed Wei Zhong, but he saw the alternate noodle king who was invited to eat halberd in public, and looked at her with a smile.
That expression, that expression, no anger at all.
This is calm from the heart!
Qi Qingyan gave a sigh in his heart, secretly worried for the Xia Demon King, but said nothing to his face, and said to Wei Zhong: "Please ask Chef Wei to prepare a treat to eat halberd as soon as possible, and I will give it to Chef Xia, if he They also agreed that the documents will be kept by the authorities."
"Wait."
Wei Zhong took a long-printed document from his briefcase and began writing with a black water-based pen in the column of the treaty.
at the same time.
Xia Yu also took a piece of paper, took a pen, and wrote the three Chinese characters underneath.
Beside, Lei Aoxue gazed at these three words slightly.
"This is to deny everything... torture!"
"The loser will not only lose his dignity as a chef, but his career will be completely destroyed!"