lerbook Chapter 486 Yi Xiaotian's Anger
Chapter 486 Yi Xiaotian's Anger
Chapter 486 Yi Xiaotian's Anger
The man looks about the same age as Yi Xiaotian, with the same sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is not inferior to Yi Xiaotian at all.
Just walking in like this calmly brought tremendous pressure to everyone in the Shanhai Hall, especially Li Rulong, who was sweating directly on his forehead.
Others may not understand how terrifying the man's aura is, but for a businessman like Li Rulong, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil has almost become his inability.
And his first reaction when he saw the man was to escape from the Shanhai Hall.
The aura of the man was like a fierce tiger. From the moment he entered the Shanhai Hall, he gave him a vicious look and pinched his throat fiercely, preventing him from moving or daring to move.
As for Ah San and the old man, they lowered their heads the moment they saw the man, and called out 'Young Master' respectfully.
The man nodded, as if to indicate that he had seen it, and continued: "For Shanhaiguan, there is never a wrong owner. Believe me, if your cooking skills are not the best one, then Shanhaiguan I will definitely not choose you as the curator."
"Today, your performance made me very satisfied, but also very dissatisfied."
"I'm very satisfied that you finally realized your own strength, which is higher than that of your so-called senior brother."
"What's dissatisfying is that the only reason you know about this matter is because of a guest. Such a conversation should never happen between a chef and a guest."
There was a trace of fear on the old man's face, he hurriedly lowered his body again, and said, "I'm sorry, young master."
"Apprentice chef No. 69, how many years have you been the curator of the Shanhai Pavilion?" Although the man had been talking to the old man, his gaze stayed on Yi Xiaotian and did not leave for a moment.
"I started working as a curator at the Shanhai Museum at the age of 43. It has been 27 years, 6 months and 13 days." The old man seemed to have realized something, and his voice was slightly sad.
After hearing the old man's words, the man finally shifted his eyes from Yi Xiaotian to the old man, and said: "Compared with previous Shanhai curators, your time in office is indeed shorter, but that's not important anymore. "
"I, Zhao Zheng, announce that starting today, Bai Chuan, the 21st curator of the Shanhaiguan, you are no longer the curator of the Shanhaiguan, and the Shanhaiguan sees all your contributions. Therefore, when you leave, the Shanhaiguan You are allowed to leave a rule here that belongs to you alone."
After hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Ah San and the old man's three apprentices couldn't calm down for a long time, but just as they were about to say something to intercede for the old man, the old man waved at them and stopped them.
The old man is much clearer than these young people about the rules of the Shanhai Pavilion. As long as the contemporary owner of the Shanhai Pavilion announces the decision, there is no room for change.
The old man's voice was trembling, "Thank you, young master, it is my honor to be able to leave rules in the Shanhai Pavilion."
"I've thought about this rule for a long time, from the first day I became the owner of the Shanhai Pavilion."
"Rule 21: I hope that the three apprentices of the curator can stay in the Shanhai Museum even if they fail to run for the curator."
This rule has been deeply engraved in his heart when he successfully became the curator of Shanhai.
As a chef, Shanhai Pavilion is definitely a holy place for chefs. No chef would want to leave this place voluntarily, including even the seniors and juniors who were considered by the old man to have deliberately lost to him. The dissatisfaction in the eyes of the two when they left.
They can obviously research more favorite dishes here, but they don't have this opportunity.
Not only the few of them, but also his current apprentices. For the position of curator, they hone their cooking skills day and night. After all, they just don't want to leave Shanhai Pavilion.
The old man saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.
He only had culinary skills in his heart all his life, and so did his apprentices. He didn't want his apprentices to live in such torment and regret.
Hearing the rules proposed by the old man, Zhao Zheng's eyes suddenly became stern.
"One master, three apprentices. This is something that was decided at the beginning of the establishment of the Shanhai Pavilion. I advise you to change the rules." Zhao Zheng did not directly refuse, but the threatening voice in the words was self-evident .
But even so, the old man still just shook his head firmly and said, "I only have one wish."
Zhao Zheng paused, then a playful smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Okay, I can promise you this rule, but this rule will not take effect until tomorrow, and today, your three apprentices are going to run for election. The position of the 22nd generation curator of mountains and seas, those who fail, need to leave the mountain and seas museum with you."
"How is this possible, young master?" After hearing Zhao Zheng's words, the old man immediately showed a look of anxiety.
The reason why he made this rule is that he hopes to give his three apprentices a chance to stay in the Shanhai Pavilion, but isn't the purpose of running for the curator today to dash the hopes of these people?
Sure enough, after hearing Zhao Zheng's answer, the three apprentices showed a hint of unwillingness on their faces.
From full of hope to shattered hope in an instant, this kind of heart gap is not acceptable to everyone.
Even Ah San, who was at the side, showed a trace of sadness on his face, and said, "Young master, please forgive me!"
Zhao Zheng put away the smile on his face, walked up to Ah San, and said, "When can a servant speak in front of the master without permission?"
"Slap yourself!"
After hearing Zhao Zheng's words, Ah San was taken aback for a moment, but then she actually slapped herself under the shocked eyes of Yi Xiaotian and the others.
The Shanhai Hall suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere, the hall was silent, only the crisp sound of slaps on the face could be heard.
"Crack" and "crack", one after another.
After a while, blood stains gradually appeared on the corner of Ah San's mouth.
It's not that the people present didn't want to speak up to stop them, but every time they were about to speak out, Zhao Zheng's eyes would look at them.
In Zhao Zheng's abyss-like eyes, no one had the courage to speak up.
"Enough." Finally, a voice broke the weird atmosphere.
And the speaker is Yi Xiaotian.
Facing Zhao Zheng's eyes, Yi Xiaotian didn't have the slightest fear, just like that, he walked over to Ah San's side, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped away the blood on Ah San's mouth.
"This is the 21st century, hurry up and put away your arrogance like a slave owner!"
(End of this chapter)