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"What are you talking about, brother? Even now, I don't even know your last name. You may have forgotten that you call yourself a cook in front of me!"

Feng Feifei had a look of disgust on her face, almost making it clear that the cook didn't have a close relationship with her.

The chef was stunned for a moment, and then he reflected for a while before he remembered that it was indeed Feng Feifei who said this. After all, he had specifically told Lao Qiu not to reveal his real name casually.

"Ahem, Feifei, what are you talking about? I introduced myself when we first met, but Lao Qiu has always called me cook instead of my name. I'm afraid you remembered it wrong! "

How could the cook admit such a thing? Even his doubts about Jiang Feng disappeared.

Regarding the slightly threatening look, even if Feng Feifei had cast an inquiring look at Lao Qiu, it could not stop Lao Qiu from secretly preferring the cook.

"That's right, Feifei, it was also the first time you tasted the chef's craftsmanship. Maybe you were too focused on tasting the food, ahem, didn't you pay much attention?"

After hearing Lao Qiu's words, the cook relaxed his brows and nodded with satisfaction. However, Feng Feifei still frowned and looked at the cook with some suspicion.

"Really? Maybe, after all, the food you cook is really delicious!"

Feng Feifei's words without thinking are the most refreshing praise to the cook.

"That's right, don't even look at who I am!"

The cook raised his head proudly, took the white cloth on his shoulder to wipe his hands, and walked towards Feng Feifei enthusiastically. The two of them just ignored Lao Qiu and Jiang Feng beside them, chatting in full swing.

Food with different characteristics from different countries, the origins and stories of food, and even why some strange pots and pans are used in certain dishes are all topics discussed by the chef and Feng Feifei.

Lao Qiu also took advantage of these two people not paying attention to him, stood up and walked towards Jiang Feng.

"Little brother, the look on the cook's face shows that he agrees. Judging from the way he is talking about food now, he basically doesn't have time to show you the more detailed mechanics. Otherwise, let me take you there. How about it? ?”

While talking, Lao Qiu even looked at Jiang Feng hesitantly, as if asking for his opinion.

When Lao Qiu received Jiang Feng's affirmative reply, he began to linger around Jiang Feng, seemingly not thinking that hanging around a young man like this would bring disgrace to Qiu Caishen.

"This is the room where I keep the objects used in the machine arts. I don't know most of the things in it, so I won't introduce them to you indiscriminately. If you know them yourself, I can wait for you at the door."

When Lao Qiu took Jiang Feng to a hidden room on the underground floor, he didn't need to introduce it at all. When Jiang Feng's eyes fell on those small parts, he already knew these things in his heart. What is it used for?

In order to thoroughly understand how the exquisite hiding technique at the door in the bamboo forest was done, Jiang Feng just nodded silently when he heard this, and walked towards the room minding his own business.

At the same time, just as Lao Qiu took out a chair from the warehouse next door and placed it at the door to sit down, a familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly came.

"Hey, wife, I didn't mean to hang on you just now..."

"Okay, you just hung up on me and you actually went to have dinner and drinks with Feng Feifei! Qiu Caishen, my rotten wife won't affect you enough to finally get together with your confidante!"

The acrimonious voice reached Jiang Feng's ears and directly carved a relatively vague image in his mind.

From such an image, we can only roughly tell that it is a woman. Regardless of which part it is, it can give people a strong feeling of being strong. In short, it makes people feel very bad.