Xie Yuqing's own father is just a chef, and she once supported a small restaurant alone. It is reasonable that she certainly would not look down on the people who run the restaurant.

But Huo Dongwen was at the age of the second stupidity and had always been arrogant. When talking about Nan Yuanfeng, he couldn't help but speak of the cook, and he felt more or less contemptuous.

Of course, in fact, Xie Yuqing is only two or three years older than Huo Dongwen.

But Xie Yuqing experienced the decline from a well-off family to a poor family in a few years. She was forced to drop out of school and work, and took her father to seek medical treatment everywhere. Her experiences and insights, and her mentality were obviously not comparable to Huo Dongwen, who was still pretentious at the age of 2Jorou.

Huo Dongwen proudly showed off his experiences, and Xie Yuqing listened with a smile. When the order started to come up, she ate a little serious. In this life, no one knows Zhao Zijian better than her. From the inside out, it is like this. She knows very well that although Zhao Zijian is really hard to swallow when cooking, eating other people's meals is so picky and very clever.

This restaurant was praised by him and brought everyone to eat, which of course attracted Xie Yuqing's attention.

Luo Xiaozhong was crazy about mutton skewers.

Huo Dongwen ate mutton skewers and drank beer in big mouthfuls.

A big man who once dominated the country more than ten years later was still very grassroots at this time.

Xie Yuqing tasted a few things one by one, then picked up the spoon and tasted a small bite of duck blood vermicelli soup. In this bite, she said "um" and touched Zhao Zijian and said, "The soup is good."

Zhao Zijian nodded and whispered: "He drinks better here."

Xie Yuqing glanced at him when she heard this, but she really picked up Zhao Zijian's beer-piercing cup and took a sip, shook her head, and said, "Isn't it just an ordinary beer-piercing?"

Zhao Zijian smiled but said nothing.

While a few people were eating and drinking, the fat boss Nan Yuanfeng was preparing two bowls of soup to the guests on the table. He turned over and wiped his hands with an apron while asking with a smile: "Brother, is it okay to eat it?"

Zhao Zijian smiled, "It's great. Don't worry about us, go ahead and go!"

Nan Yuanfeng still smiled and nodded, "Oh, it's done! Then you guys can use it."

He walked away while talking. Not long after, he carried the small tray again, poured three glasses of rice wine, and said with a smile: "It's rare that you like, brother, I'll give it to you. Come and try it!"

While speaking, he put down all three cups, of course, there was no Luo Xiaozhong.

Xie Yuqing and Huo Dongwen were both a little surprised.

Zhao Zijian did not stop him. He just stood up seriously after he put down the glass cup, and wiped his hands with a piece of paper. Then he said seriously: "I'll introduce it. This is my girlfriend, Xie Yuqing. These two are my students. This is Luo Xiaozhong, and his name is Huo Dongwen. Lao Nan, please take care of him in the future."

The sudden appearance of his life not only made Nan Yuanfeng stunned, but Xie Yuqing was even more surprised.

She has known Zhao Zijian for half a year and has been together for several months. She has seen so many people with him. She has seen so many rich and powerful people here, but she has never heard him say "Take care" to others. At first, she is a little confused, but Xie Yuqing quickly came to her senses, wiped her hands, stood up seriously, reached out, and said, "Hello, Brother Nan."

Zhao Zijian and Xie Yuqing, the master's wife, both stood up. No matter how stunned Huo Dongwen was, he still stood up subconsciously, but he was a little confused. He looked at Zhao Zijian and then at the silly and fat Nan Yuanfeng. He didn't know what to say. In the end, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he looked down at Luo Xiaozhong.

Luo Xiaozhong was very straightforward and shouted directly, "Hello, Mr. Nan!"

Huo Dongwen was even more embarrassed now.

Zhao Zijian is younger than him and has nothing to do. He has seen Zhao Zijian's ability, and he calls his master's wife very naturally. He doesn't feel embarrassed to be a teacher by someone younger than him, but others can't do it. Nan Yuanfeng, a small boss who works in the night market, a chef, and the key is that he doesn't seem much older than his father's eldest disciple Zheng Puyuan. If he calls him "uncle", he feels a bit embarrassing and has no face.

Nan Yuanfeng shook hands with Xie Yuqing at this time and had come to his senses. He had a cramped smile on his face, and kept waving his hands, laughing, "Look... look... sit all! sit all! Brother and sister, sit, come often in the future, don't be polite."

No wonder he was confused. Zhao Zijian suddenly came here and made friends with him. There were many people coming over to have dinner every day, but who would specifically introduce his girlfriend and students? At least Nanyuanfeng has been running a restaurant and night market for ten years, and this is the first time he met.

When Zhao Zijian came yesterday, he impressed him. One reason was that this man was not young but had an extraordinary temperament. The other reason was that he called himself "Lao Nan" and asked himself to give him two cups of hidden Shaoxing yellow. This was really surprising.

People are in the world, and they are the foot teeth of the chasing shops. They are the place where they make daily life. They know the most of the three religions and the eyesight of observing people and abilities are often very high. Therefore, Zhao Zijian suddenly did this, and Nan Yuanfeng only reacted for a while and gave a very kind response.

"You sit down first! I want to sit down with you, Liao Liao, but I'm busy now. I think this is the case. You eat slowly first. After I'm busy for a while, I'll come over and have a good chat?"

Zhao Zijian waved his hand happily, "You are busy with yours! Even if you don't have time today, you will have time in the future!"

Nan Yuanfeng smiled when he heard this, "That's true! You sit down first, what do you want to say hello! Sit down!"

After saying that, when Zhao Zijian sat down, he left with a smile.

As soon as he left, Huo Dongwen couldn't help asking: "Master, he..."

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "When you meet again in the future, you will know that you will not suffer any losses."

Huo Dongwen was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He was a little stunned and a little aggressive, but he was definitely not stupid.

What's more, Zhao Zijian has already said so transparently.

After thinking about it, he nodded and responded, "Hey, I know Master. I will call him Mr. Nan from now on."

As he was just saying this, he suddenly heard a noise sounding not far away, the table, chair, cup and plate were in a mess, and then the girl screamed loudly and stabbed her eardrums.

"Ah...killing!"

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone subconsciously looked for the sound, but saw that just ten meters away, just a few meters away, just a few stalls or two, under the bright light, a young man in shorts and vest holding a bloody knife in his hand, and suddenly rushed towards the person next to him.

Three or four young men and four young men and women sat on the table over there at the same time. Everyone was stunned when they saw this. Then two of them ran away. One girl screamed again, and only one of them turned around and picked up the iron stool under his butt. However, just a little bit, the young man holding the knife in his hand suddenly flew out of nowhere and kicked the iron stool in the man's hand away. Then he cut the carotid artery with a knife!

No matter how close you are, you will not be able to react at all, and blood will spurt out.

Zhao Zijian suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Hold Xiao Zhong and cover his eyes."

At this time, whether it was Xie Yuqing or Huo Dongwen, they were all standing there. Who would have thought that if someone could even come out to have a meal at night market stall, they would even encounter someone who killed someone in the street?

What's more, even Huo Dongwen, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, is actually just a fake move. He has never seen blood in his life! When he saw this situation, he not only was he confused, but also subconsciously felt nauseous and nauseous.

As for Xie Yuqing, let alone.

However, Zhao Zijian's words woke them up all of a sudden.

Before Xie Yuqing could move, Huo Dongwen, the second junior brother, sat close to him, and then carried his eldest senior brother over and obediently covered his eyes.

Zhao Zijian is ready to take action.

But at this moment, as the counterattacker was killed by a knife, he fell down with a bang, the murderous young man stood up calmly, and glared at him, and the screaming female voice next to him stopped abruptly, but she was shaking like a sieve. Under the bright light, she could see that there was urine on her thigh that was dripping down. The young man holding a knife in her hand seemed extremely calm. At this time, he shouted: "You don't have to be afraid, there is a head of injustice and a master, I only kill these two bastards, it has nothing to do with you! Don't mess with me, don't block my way, otherwise I don't care about killing a few more people!"

After saying that, he looked at the girl who was already scared and said, "Liu Xue, I have killed these two bastards. From now on, you are free!"

"But, I want you to remember, don't be afraid of these rich bastards! As long as you are not afraid of them, they can't do anything to you, because there is still me behind you in the future!"

After a pause, he said, "Also, you must find a man who really loves you and cherishes you in the future. Do you understand? And don't forget to tell him and let him love you more for me!"

There was silent all around.

In such a huge food street, even the sound of the blower, range hood, and the sound of the oil pan Zlazla were completely gone.

I don’t know how many people on the street are staring at the men and women, listening to the strange confession at this special moment.

After saying this, the young man suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Fuck it all!"

The crowd split apart in the moment when his eyes were whistling.

He is obviously going to run away.

By chance, the direction he chose to escape was exactly the "Nanji Duck Blood Vinyl Soup" by Nan Yuanfeng.

Zhao Zijian bent down and picked up three empty iron drills from the table.

The man didn't pay attention to the surrounding area at all, but just ran over, while looking fiercely at the people ahead to give way. Seeing that the distance was almost the same, Zhao Zijian shook his hand and threw the iron drill out.
Chapter completed!