Tong Ke rolled his eyes twice and deliberately said: “Not necessarily, I can guarantee that my brother-in-law can do it? Ouyang Xuan, should we bet?”
Ouyang Xuan was wrong. “How to bet?”
Tong Ke said: “If my brother-in-law asks the old God of Cookery to cook, then I lose, and I promise you to be your girlfriend.”
“If my brother-in-law really asks the old God of Cookery to cook. If the Buddha jumps over the wall, you will count as if you lose, and you must not pester me anymore.”
Ouyang Xuan was
taken aback when he heard the words, then exulted , and said excitedly: “Okay, one word is sure .” Tong Ke raised a pretty face: “A word is sure . After
Tong Ke finished, he turned to Song Pingting and said pitifully to Yash Nics: “Cousin, brother-in-law, I really don’t like this guy. You must help me this time, and you must ask the old cook to cook. Buddha jumped the wall, let him be convinced that he lost!”
Song Pingting waved her hand quickly: “Tong Ke, my cousin can’t help me in this matter. Your brother-in-law is also bragging about it. Qingqing is a child who believes it. Do you believe it too?”
“You quickly cancel the gambling
appointment with Mr. Ouyang, don’t make fun of your happiness.” Song Zhongbin and Ma Xiaoli also both spoke up, telling Tong Ke not to make jokes about love happiness, and let her cancel the gambling appointment.
Tong Handong and Ma Baozhi both hurriedly said, “Xiao Ke, you and Xuan Shao made the gambling agreement. If you cancel it now, it would be too trifling. If you can’t cancel it, just follow your agreed gambling agreement.”
Tong Ke didn’t care what everyone said, she just looked at Yash Nics pitifully, she just waited for Yash Nics’s reply.
Yash Nics looked at the Song Zhongbin and his wife who had been persuading Tong Ke, and at the Tong Handong and his wife, who wished to push Tong Ke into the fire pit.
People who don’t know see this scene, they must think that Song Zhongbin and his wife are Tong Ke’s parents!
He hugged his daughter and said faintly: “I don’t care about your gambling agreement. My daughter just said that I want to eat Buddha and jump over the wall. I promised her to call the old God of Cookery to do it. It’s that simple.”
Tong Ke heard Yash Nics’s words and his eyes fell. Liang, giggled and said: “That’s all right!”
Ouyang Xuan felt that Yash Nics’s remarks were suspected of shirking responsibility in advance. He was afraid that Tong Ke would regret it, so he immediately said, “Well, I bet with Tong Ke. The appointment will take effect immediately. I want to see Yash Nics, the leather king, how can I ask the old chef to cook as a Buddha jump over the wall?”
How please?
Of course it was a call!
Yash Nics took out his mobile phone and called Dian Chu directly: “My daughter wants to eat Buddha jump over the wall now, please ask the old cook to cook.”
After speaking, Yash Nics hung up the phone.
Ouyang Xuan, Tong Handong and his wife, Song Pingting’s family, and even the surrounding hotel managers and waiters opened their eyes wide.
Yash Nics made a phone call and said in a word, this is a delusion to call the old God of Cookery to cook?
Think too much!
Who doesn’t know that the old God of Cookery has a fierce temper and stubbornness, and he doesn’t eat soft or hard.
Ouyang Xuan sneered even more: “Hehe, I personally called the old God of Cookery this morning, and begged for a long time, but the old God of Cookery only said coldly that he was not interested. You are what you are, and you call the old God of Cookery in a delusion. Cook?”
Tong Handong and his wife also mocked Yash Nics’s overpowering.
Song Pingting and her parents both looked anxious, thinking that Yash Nics was boasting about going to Haikou. How will it end this time?
Unknowingly, more than ten minutes have passed. Ouyang Xuan looked at his watch and sneered, “Yash Nics, you said that the old God of Cookery should come to cook. It has been ten minutes, why didn’t you even see the shadow of the old God of Cookery.”
“If you can’t, don’t waste our time!”
Tong Handong glared at Yash Nics: “Yash Nics, why hasn’t the old God of Cookery come yet?”
Ma Baozhi also stuck his waist and glared at Yash Nics, “Yes, where is the old God of Cookery?”
“The old man is here!”
Just as Ouyang Xuan and the others pressed Yash Nics where the old God of Cookery was, a loud voice suddenly came from the door. .
Then I saw an old man wearing a chef’s clothes and a chef’s hat, holding a kitchen knife, and walking in with a group of entourage.
