When Chef Huang heard this, he knew that Old Master Huang was going to throw him out.
She shrunk her neck in fright.
He just wanted to learn a unique secret technique that allowed him to run faster.
"Hahaha, throwing it out and catching it again is indeed quite fast!”
"Old Master is right. Not to mention ten meters, even a hundred meters is not a problem!”
"Old Master (serious): Don't worry, I'll catch you.”
"Peng Peng is scared silly, hahahaha!”
........
Huang Little Chef's dumbfounded expression made the netizens laugh.
Peng Peng was also frightened by Grandpa Zhang's fierceness and took a step back.
He didn't want to be thrown out. He didn't want to be beaten to death!
"Xiao Huang, I'm just joking with you, but you have to remember that nothing can be done in a day. The so-called miraculous things in your eyes require years of accumulation, understand?”
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Mo was basically an old god.
Everyone yearned for the gods and immortals, but they neglected the word 'old'.
If a person had 10,000 years to squander, he had a lot of time.
He could learn, learn those things that were difficult and even impossible in the eyes of others.
"Old Master, I've learned my lesson."
Little Chef Huang's face turned red and he bowed to Peng Peng.
Yes, everyone was thinking too simply.
However, the old man's magic was something that he had spent an unknown amount of time in exchange for.
What kind of secret technique was that?
"I really want to know how long Old Master has lived.”
"Indeed, having a treasure in the family is like having an old man, let alone the old man.”
"I have to study hard in the future. The old man is right. Good grades can't be achieved overnight!”
"Add 1, work hard to move bricks!"
"Add 1!"
.........
The older the person, the more they talked about the principles of life.
It would give people a very touching feeling.
There was no reason for experience, only shallow knowledge from books.
The truth of having experience was more like a story that was personally experienced.
As Zhang Mo spoke, everyone was led in.
It was like seeing an old man, living day after day, living, living
As time passed, he slowly became a god in the eyes of others.
"Let's go."
Zhang Mo didn't know what the netizens were thinking.
She walked away and wanted to go back for breakfast.
"Old Master, if you don't mind, I stayed up all night reading recipes last night. Can you give me some pointers when we go to our mushroom house?”
He couldn't learn anything else, but he could still cook.
Old Master Zhang, one of the Top Ten Famous Chefs, had given him pointers.
"Alright, then go and give some pointers. I'll go home and get some things. You go and cook.”
"Alright."
The old man agreed, and Little Chef Huang smiled happily.
The three of them walked back together and parted ways at the entrance of the mushroom house.
"Teacher He, get up quickly. The old master is coming for breakfast later. We have to prepare.”
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Chef Huang shouted into the house.
"Really? Aiyo, we have to hurry up and prepare. No matter what, we can't neglect the old man.”
After wiping his face, Teacher He also came out.
After washing his hands, Chef Huang followed him to the kitchen to prepare food.
There was still a little bit of the meat and vegetables that the old man had brought yesterday.
If he used it to fry a whistle, he would be able to have a good meal this morning.
"Master!"
Suddenly, he heard someone shouting outside. Huang Little Chef thought it was Peng Peng.
But Peng Peng was clearly making a fire.
When he went out to take a look, he smiled happily.
"It's Little Sheep, Little Sheep is here!”
"No wonder the director said that there would be five permanent guests for this season. The last one is Yixing.”
"Meeting Teacher Huang, this must be a reunion between master and disciple.”
"Welcome, Little Sheep (Salute).”
.......
Zhang Yixing, nicknamed Little Sheep.
Among the new generation of young idols in the country, he was one of the more well-received ones.
She was not bad at singing and dancing, and she was also polite.
As soon as he arrived, he greeted his family.
"Hello, Mr. He, hello, sister. This must be Peng Peng. Hello, director and staff, hello.”
"Hahaha, Yixing, we usually ignore the director. He's not worthy.”Mr. He said as he warmly welcomed Little Sheep.
"Brother, this is your suitcase, right? I'll help you bring it in.”
"I'll help too."
His sister and Peng Peng went forward to help carry the things.
There were two boxes, one big and one small.
"Aiyo, thank you. Thank you, sister. This little one is not in a hurry.”
"Why? You still have treasures in there?”
"Master, let's not talk about this for the time being. You don't know, but I almost took the wrong way. I thought that the manor in front was the mushroom house that you yearned for. Wow, there was a big dog in there.”
Facing his master, he had doubts about the small box.
Little Sheep was not in a hurry to speak.
Instead, he pulled Little Chef Huang over and started complaining.
"Didn't you pay attention to the news on the Internet?”
"No, Master. I've been busy filming these few days. What's wrong?”
Hearing his master's words, the little sheep was puzzled.
Weren't they talking about the manor next door? Why did they talk about the news on the Internet?
Hearing his disciple's words, Little Chef Huang revealed a very strange expression.
He patted his disciple's shoulder and said meaningfully.
"You're lucky that you didn't barge into his manor. You don't know that there's an old immortal living there.”
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What immortal?
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