After the doorbell rang a few times, a nanny came to open the door. The nanny was arranged by Chu Xijun. Seeing Chu Xijun, he seemed particularly intimate: "Miss Chu, you are here, Mr. Long is waiting for you in the garden behind."

Chu Xijun nodded. The villa was only completed this summer, and she had never come to live there. During this period, my father came here for a few days, but he didn't like the house number of the villa because when he was in prison, the tail number of the prison uniform was 7. It is not uncommon for people in the world to believe that 7 is an auspicious number, which means seven or eight. But Chu Tianyue was taboo about this number and never wanted to come to live again after leaving. Even though he has been in Shenhai for a while, he would rather live in Lu Lijiao Ancient Town, which is remote but pure.

The back garden of the villa is about 500 square meters. Chu Xijun took Su Le through the living room and came to the back garden from the back door. He saw a middle-aged man sitting at an outdoor table enjoying the sunshine. He was wearing a gray kimono and sunglasses. Although he was sitting there, he could still see that he was tall, had long hair, and had a ponytail tied behind him.

Su Le felt that it was interesting. Few chefs had long hair. This master Long Tingbi was an alien.

The two walked to Long Tingbi, who remained closed their eyes and seemed to be unaware of the movements around them.

Chu Xijun said, "Mr. Long!" It was not until she called out that Long Tingbi seemed to be aware. He took off his sunglasses and looked at them with his eyes. Long Tingbi's sword-browed eyes, his nose bridge was high, his skin was fair, his eyes were gray-blue, and his eyes were a little deep. His face had typical Western characteristics. In fact, Long Tingbi was mixed with East and West.

Even when judging by the most harshest standards, Long Tingbi can be called handsome. At the age of 48, he is already mature enough. His smile is very contagious. He pointed to his ear with a slender right hand and said, "I have poor hearing and I haven't heard your footsteps." Long Tingbi is known as Dong Dildo, and his nickname is because of this.

Chu Xijun said: "Mr. Long, this is the Su Le I told you!"

Long Tingbi stood up and his figure was very tall, probably over 1.9 meters. Su Le had met many chefs. He didn't know if Long Tingbi was the one with the best cooking skills, but he was sure that Long Tingbi must be the highest-shaped chef he had ever seen.

Height can enhance a person's aura. Usually, tall people will naturally have a condescending momentum when talking to others. What's more, Long Tingbi's aura is very strong. He stretched out his hand to Su Le: "I heard that you are the casual successor of the Southeast chef god melon!" Long Tingbi's voice was very loud, which was also related to his poor hearing. The movement he heard was always very small, so Long Tingbi would think that other people's voices were too small and would involuntarily increase his voice.

Su Le felt his eardrums buzzing loudly. The Master Long's energy was quite strong. He said in a voice almost the same size as Long Tingbi: "Master Long, I have heard of Daming for a long time, and I finally saw you today."

Long Tingbi laughed and said, "Mr. Miao and I once met one another. Since you are his successor, I believe you have a good cooking skills!"

Su Le secretly felt ashamed that his cooking skills were really hard to reach the level of elegance. Miao Suiyi’s successor? In the past, he had been driven out of the wall by Zhu Laoer, and even his master was gone, let alone his master. He smiled and said, "Master Long, I have just entered the master for a few months and have not learned any skills. My master disliked me for being mediocre in qualifications and was about to expel me from the master." In fact, he had been expelled from the master.

Long Tingbi thought Su Le was modest and low-key, but she developed a little favor towards him. She smiled and said, "Young man who knows how to be modest and low-key is good!"

The three of them sat down at the table together. Su Le first welcomed Long Tingbi's arrival, and then asked to invite Long Tingbi to attend tomorrow's press conference. He soon discovered that Dong Dingbi was indeed well-known and was very laborious when talking to him. He often had to repeat a sentence twice. Although Su Le was already loud, Su Le discovered that Long Tingbi's hearing was good or bad, and when he needed to repeat it himself, it was basically the key point. For example, Su Le had repeated the matters of the press conference three times.

Long Tingbi just smiled and said, "The press conference! I heard that I have already arranged things and can't get away." He refused politely.

Su Le glanced at Chu Xijun, and Chu Xijun said, "Since Mr. Long doesn't have time, then forget it." She understood Long Tingbi's temperament, and since she refused, she would not change her mind.

At this time, a girl walked into the back garden. She was wearing a red kimono, with high clouds, skin that was better than snow, her eyebrows were slender, and her eyebrows were slightly raised. Her beautiful eyes were as cold as an eternal ice spring, her nose was straight, her lips were full, and her outlines were clear. Although she was very beautiful, she could not find the softness and gentleness that young girls were common in her expression, but she showed a kind of solemn and indifferentness.

Long Tingbi's eyes fell on the girl's face, and his eyes suddenly became gentle and kind, and he whispered: "This is my adopted daughter Long Ying!" After saying that, he paused and said: "She will also participate in this competition!"

Red was originally a passionate and unrestrained color, but when worn on Long Ying, it could not give people this feeling. She was too cold. According to Su Le, it was like someone owed her money, with a face of a creditor, but he had to admit that this creditor was really beautiful.

Long Tingbi said to Long Ying: "Long Ying, Miss Chu, you have met. This is Su Le, the chairman of the organizing committee of this cooking competition, and is also the descendant of Southeast chef Miao Suiyi and Mr. Miao."

Long Ying nodded to Chu Xijun, but there was still no smile on her face. Her eyes swept over Su Le's face and said softly: "Southeast Chef God? Is there really anyone in this world who dares to call herself a chef God?"

Su Le felt a little unhappy because of her words. The Southeast chef god was not Miao Sui Ran, but a nickname given to him by others. Su Le never met this ancestor, but admired him very much. Although Zhu Lao Er had driven him out of the wall, he was once the descendant of Miao Sui Ran, and despising Miao Sui Ran was equivalent to despising himself. Su Le had never had any hobbies for Bing Meiren. In his opinion, although girls were important in appearance, their personality was more important. A girl must first be polite, gentle and gentle, and gentle as water, which can touch people's hearts the most. When she first met Chu Xijun, she also seemed a little cold, but Chu Xijun was generous in doing things. Although she was a little cold, she was not arrogant. Later, she had proved that Chu Xijun was cold on the outside and was cold on the inside. Several experiences of being together in the same boat deepened the understanding between the two.

This Long Ying not only showed off her iceberg face when she met her for the first time, but also spoke rudely. Su Lexin said that I am not born masochist, and I have nothing to do. I also ask for your adoptive father. I am too lazy to pay attention to you if I don’t care about your adoptive father’s face. Although Su Le felt a little unhappy, she didn’t want to argue with her. She smiled and said, “Hello Miss Long!”

Long Ying didn't even roll his eyelids, and came to Long Tingbi and handed him a pair of hearing aids: "Father, you forgot the hearing aids in the room."

Long Tingbi took the hearing aid and whispered: "Wearing this thing, the world is much clearer, but I always feel it's not real!" He said to Long Ying: "I asked you to come to China to participate in the competition this time to let you see the profoundness of Chinese cuisine. Although you are talented and gifted, you must know that the cooking skills are endless. There are people outside of people and the heavens. If you talk about the vastness of the sect and the profoundness of skills, Chinese cuisine is like a vast sea of ​​stars, and there are countless masters."

Long Ying said: "But this time I came to China, most of the people who were famous and famous, such as masters and chefs, and their cooking skills were just like Er'er. Chinese cuisine is like Chinese culture. The glory belongs only to the past. No matter how exaggerated it, it is just a contribution from our predecessors. I think Chinese cuisine is now long lost. The current Chinese chefs are not even as good as Japanese cuisine in terms of techniques and skills."

In Su Le's opinion, this girl is really arrogant. If she were her daughter, she would have slapped her with a long time ago, which made her dizzy. What Chinese cuisine is worse than Japanese cuisine, it is simply fartful. Don't you know where Japanese culture comes from? Don't you know that Japanese people come here to find their roots? This is called forgetting ancestors. If nothing else, your adoptive father is still a Chinese. Thinking of this, Su Le looked at Long Tingbi. To be honest, apart from her black hair, it is difficult to find too many Chinese characteristics from Long Tingbi. It turns out that Long Tingbi doesn't regard herself as a Chinese?

Long Tingbi was quite indulging in this adopted daughter. Even if she said such words, she did not show any reproach. She smiled and said: "It is indeed an indisputable fact that the withering talents in the Chinese cuisine industry have been related to China's narrow concept of portals. Chinese cuisine emphasizes passing on from generation to generation, not passing on to disciples, not passing on to children, not passing on to children, and not passing on to daughters. It is precisely these disadvantages that have caused countless cooking skills to be lost. Human nature has far exceeded the scope of culture!" At this point, Long Tingbi sighed and looked a little disappointed.

Long Ying said: "I have no expectations for this game."

Su Le smiled and said, "Before the competition started, Miss Long was already desperate. This fighting spirit was too weak." Long Ying said that just now, that she looked down on this cooking competition. Su Le was naturally angry when she heard this, thinking that you are so amazing? Did I invite you? It's not because of your adoptive father's face, who would give you a franchise quota for free? Before the competition started, you started to slander me. It was too disrespectful to me.

Chu Xijun couldn't help but smile. Su Le's words were mean enough, but Long Ying was too arrogant and her lofty posture was indeed not pleasing. Not to mention that Su Le didn't like her, even Chu Xijun was a little uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!