Gao Ji Restaurant was not open.
The bald boss confirmed it several times." Why isn't the door open?”
"He vowed to bring his brothers to have a good meal!”
"Why isn't it open?"
Suddenly, he missed and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Although the bald boss did not plan to rob the bank, his temper was still on the line.
He knocked on the tightly shut iron gate.
Every restaurant would put up a notice at the door to explain the reason to the customers.
But now, there was nothing.
A person from the noodle shop called out when he saw them.
"Young man, stop knocking. His family is having a funeral and can't open the shop for the next few days.”
The owner next door said,"Are you reserved?" They probably don't have time to inform you now. Come next time.”
"Funeral!"
When they heard the word 'lost', the image of the 18th level of hell appeared in their minds. Instantly, the bald boss felt a chill down his spine.
He couldn't help but shiver.
Then, the group of people did not say a word. Under the lead of the bald boss, they walked towards another restaurant on the street.
"Boss! Which restaurant could not be as delicious as this one!”
Fourth Brother rubbed the back of his head and shouted at the bald bosses.
At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated and a message came in.
[The netherworld healing daily that you're following is broadcasting. Come and take a look!]] Seeing this,
Fourth Brother's eyes lit up. He was completely infatuated with Bai Xiaoge today!
On the screen of the live broadcast room.
Bai Xiaoge was leading a ghost toward the Yellow Springs.
The ghost's attire made people recognize his occupation at a glance.
He was dressed in white, his hair hidden in his chef's hat, and the word 'Gao' was written on his waist.
"Gao Jicong…" Fourth Brother suddenly shouted.
This scared the bald boss so much that he almost fell down and ate sh * t.
"Fourth Bro! What's wrong with you!"
"No, I can't! No! Boss, look who this is!"
Fourth Brother, the picture on the phone was so accurate.
"Old Gao? That's right, it was indeed Old Gao!
He didn't expect that he had already walked on the road to hell.
I can't come back!"
The bald boss sighed with emotion and suddenly realized that life was just like that.
Then, they continued to watch the live broadcast.
They had all started paying attention to Bai Xiaoge when she was streaming Hell.
Naturally, he also knew that people did not necessarily reincarnate after death.
It was very likely that he would go to hell.
After all, they were all from the same village and had a little bit of interaction.
They all wanted to see how he would end up.
Reincarnated or judged.
......
Bai Xiaoge was stopped on her way to the netherworld.
Coincidentally, he also knew this person.
He was a chef of a restaurant in the Ghost Market and was quite famous in the Ghost Market.
Bai Xiaoge had eaten there before. The soup he made was superb.
Bai Xiaoge could never forget that taste.
It made people want to swallow their tongues.
Just because of this mouthful of soup, he had a beautiful longing for food.
"Sir, can you wait a moment?" Gao Tianbao cupped his hands and asked.
"I expected that there would be a descendant of my Gao family coming down today, so I waited here.”
Bai Xiaoge nodded. Gao Tianbao was famous in the Ghost Market.
It was not impossible to give him some face.
"Pay attention to the time!" After saying that, he turned his body so that he could face the ghost behind him.
The camera in the live broadcast room automatically pointed at the two of them.
"Thank you, sir." Gao Tianbao cupped his hands!
Then he turned to Gao Jicong and asked,"Which generation of the Gao family are you from?"
Gao Jicong looked at the person in front of him. The more he looked at him, the more familiar he looked.
His hands trembled in disbelief." You, you, you, you're the ancestor?!
It was rumored that the ancestor of the Gao family was once the imperial chef of the palace.
His culinary skills were superb.
As long as it was in his hands, the taste would be praised by everyone within a hundred miles.
Gao Tianbao, ever since he retired from the palace,
He opened the Gao family restaurant.
In order to have a bite of his cooking.
Many dignitaries and nobles rushed over from all directions.
Just for that authentic taste!
He felt the standard of the emperor's meals.
The portrait of the old ancestor had always been hanging in the house.
Back when he was learning how to cook, every time he failed, his father would tell him about the deeds of his ancestor.
Now.
The old ancestor was standing right in front of him. How could he not be excited?
"So many years have passed outside.
"What's your name?"
"Junior Gao Jicong."
"How does the Gao family's restaurant look like now?”
Gao Tianbao came today to find out.
After all these years, how far had the Gao Family Restaurant gone?
In the words of modern people, did it mean that he had rushed out of the country and entered the world?
Had the Gaos 'culinary skills been passed down?
Did the world still remember the Gao family's peerless soup?
Gao Jicong wanted to say something and stopped, and stopped and wanted to say something.
He recalled his small restaurant and felt ashamed.
He hadn't even mastered the most basic inherited culinary skills, let alone making the Gao Family Restaurant bigger and stronger.
Father Gao had left early. He had only learned a little about the Gao family's dishes, which was more than enough to cope with daily life, but compared to the Gao family's ancestors, he was miles away.
The old ancestor had handed over such a huge family business to them…
In the end, only the restaurant that was less than 80 square meters was left.
Nowadays, there were very few people who still remembered the Gao family's dishes.
"Hey!"
Gao Tianbao shook his head and sighed.
Seeing Gao Jicong like this, how could he not guess?
As expected, everything in the world would be annihilated in the long river of time.
Gao Tianbao accepted the decline of the Gaos.
He had been dead for many years, and he had long been indifferent to the achievements of his later generations.
It was just a little regretful.
"It's indeed not easy to be good at cooking.”
Gao Jicong really did not have the face to meet his ancestor.
"Sigh, the ancestor's family! My talent is average, and my father passed away before I could learn cooking.”
"Now, my Gao family…Sigh! All that's left is my eight-year-old son!”
"Forget about cooking, he hasn't even entered the kitchen!”
At this point, Gao Jicong could no longer raise his head.
He did not expect to leave so suddenly, leaving his young son behind.
The Gaos 'restaurant would probably fall into his hands.
He had let down the Gao family's ancestor!
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