Entertainment’s Strongest Master Chef
39 Carry the plates yourself!

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The sky was getting dark, but the long line at the entrance of the Master Chef Restaurant did not decrease at all. Instead, it showed a trend of increasing.

"Hey, bro, what are you doing here?”

"Of course it's to eat."

"Is the food here delicious? Since this morning, the formation here has not decreased. What does this restaurant do?”

"Only fried pancakes."

"What is this?"

"And it's a fried pancake for 188 yuan.”

" Either you're crazy or I heard wrong..." A pedestrian who passed by the entrance of the Master Chef Restaurant in the morning, noon, and night finally couldn't hold back his curiosity. He grabbed a person who was queuing behind him and asked a few questions, but in the end, he shook his head with a strange expression.

He felt that he must have heard wrongly, but after asking a few people in a row, he got the same answer, which made his expression even more strange.

"Forget it, I'll go in and try this 188 yuan fried pancake. If it doesn't taste good, don't blame me for exposing it to you!”The pedestrian wanted to leave immediately, but when he saw the long queue, he stomped his feet and gritted his teeth. He also joined the queue.

There were quite a number of people like this. They were all attracted by the long line at the door and were prepared to see the sky-high price of fried pancakes.

However, more people still shook their heads and left. They even posted on their WeChat Moments.

A black-hearted shop with a black-hearted boss appeared on Fuqiang Road. It only sold fried pancakes for 188 yuan each. Everyone forwarded it and boycotted it.

……

……

In the Master Chef Restaurant, the fried pancakes were fragrant and strong, making people swallow their saliva. Coupled with the clear and sweet tofu soup, the customers waiting near the door were filled with desire.

There were only six tables in the restaurant, and at this moment, there were people sitting at them. Two of them were burying their heads in their fried pancakes like ferocious tigers descending from the mountains. They were quite fauvist. The other four people looked at the two of them with burning eyes. Then, they looked anxiously at the kitchen door, wondering why their fried pancakes had not arrived yet.

" I'm a painter. I'm good at painting. I want to paint that new house beautifully..."

In the kitchen, Ye Xiaotian was currently singing. His tone-deaf voice had completely ruined the song. He was flipping the pancake in the pan with a spatula in one hand, and the pancake was turning into a crispy golden color at a rapid rate. The urge to eat it instantly surged within him.

Crack.

Ye Xiaotian turned off the fire and scooped the pancake onto a plate. He then pulled open the kitchen door and placed the pancake on a small raised platform near the door.

"A fried pancake is ready." He said lightly, then turned around and returned to the kitchen to continue making fried pancakes.

One of the four customers who were waiting hurriedly brought a plate to his dining table. Looking at the golden and crispy pancake on the plate, he hurriedly picked up his chopsticks and started eating. As for the other three, their eyes were filled with envy. They continued to look at the kitchen door expectantly, hoping that it would open again so that they could go up and serve their own fried pancakes.

That's right. Due to the large number of customers, Ye Xiaotian only needed to make the pancake under the strong request of all the customers. He then placed the pancake on a small elevated platform at the entrance of the kitchen, and the customers would then come forward to serve it in a first-come-first-serve manner.

If other restaurants dared to let their customers serve their own food, they would probably have closed down long ago. However, here, no one had any objections.

On the contrary, he was extremely glad because he could eat fried pancakes earlier. Wasn't this the happiest thing in the world?!

……

……

"Shu, you're not here yet? Why don't you stop calling yourself flat-chested Shu and call yourself Tortoise Shu!”At an intersection not far from the Chef God Restaurant, a Mercedes-Benz RV was parked by the roadside. The black car line was domineering, and Yang Tian was on the phone in the car.

"Do you want to eat delicious food? If you want to, talk nicely." Zheng Shu didn't like Yang Tian at all and threatened her directly.

"..." Yang Tian was silent for a while, then suddenly asked,""Shu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to be a lot more angry…"

Of course, if you beg the boss to eat fried pancakes and drink tofu soup every day, but are always rejected, you will definitely be angrier than me…

Hearing her good friend Yang Tian's question, Zheng Shu rolled her eyes. Then, she felt very wronged. She was also an A-list celebrity. When had she fallen to the treatment of being rejected when she wanted to eat a fried pancake?

No, he had to let his good friend have a taste of this!

Didn't she always laugh at her lack of femininity? Then try and see if the boss would buy it!

Many thoughts flashed through Zheng Shu's mind. At this moment, the RV she was in had already reached the intersection.

"You're driving your Mercedes-Benz RV today, right?”

"En, yes." Yang Tian nodded and said.

"Okay, then I see you. You can get out of the car directly. Remember to wear a mask and a hat.”Zheng Shu warned, but when he said the last sentence, his tone sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

"Uh, directly get out of the car?" Yang Tian didn't understand. Why did he get out of the car now?

"Don't ask so many questions. The car can't drive in, so get out of the car.”As they spoke, Zheng Shu's car stopped in front of the Mercedes-Benz RV. Then, Zheng Shu, who was wearing a mask and a hat, walked out of the RV and waved at the Mercedes-Benz RV.

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