Chapter 932 A Low-Key Shop

This question also made Yang Ming smile bitterly. This was the third time Fengzhizaki asked: "I told you, I was just unhappy with her attitude at the time."

"real?"

"Really!!!" Yang Ming answered very decisively, without any hesitation at all.

"Then, you will have a lot of fun in the future~" After receiving Yang Ming's answer, Minezaki's originally nervous heart relaxed slightly. While speaking in a relaxed tone, he threw a magazine to Yang Ming. In front of him, he motioned for Yang Ming to open it and take a look.

The cover of this magazine was the scene where he kissed Nakiri Erina yesterday. When he opened the first page, Minezaki said in a gloating tone: "Now the eighteen generations of your ancestors have been investigated. Come out, you kid, you better be careful in school and don’t walk at night or else you’ll be beaten secretly by Miss Nakiri Erina’s crazy fans!”

"Is it that scary?" Yang Ming said with suspicion, but when he saw the information about himself published in the magazine, he immediately felt ashamed, because the information above was so detailed that even he had taken photos of him before. Ji's Chinese restaurants were all searched out, and he knew the owner of this body better than he did.

Fengzhisaki didn't answer Yang Ming's words. Instead, he opened his phone and showed it to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took it and looked at it, and immediately felt dizzy, because all the comments displayed on the phone were insulting Yang Ming, not to mention the outside world, even inside Yuanyue College there were a lot of students clamoring. Yang Ming is not worthy of Erina Nakiri at all. If he dares to enter the school, he will just find an opportunity to kill her! ! !

Later, some murder techniques were published. The techniques were so cruel that they were even more horrifying and horrifying than those in Detective Conan. Even Yang Ming had goosebumps all over his body when he saw it!

What stunned Yang Ming the most was that there were more than 600,000 comments on this phone, and every one of them was insulting Yang Ming!

"Sister~" Yang Ming looked at Fengzhiqi dumbfounded: "What should I do now?"

"I don't know!" Minezaki shook his head decisively: "But I suggest you drop out of school as soon as possible, because in the past, any information about Miss Nakiri Erina, no matter good or bad, the Nakiri family would intervene to delete it, but this time The Nakiri family has actually maintained acquiescence in this matter. This is not the character of the Demon King!"

"Did you drop out..." Yang Ming narrowed his eyes, with a look of thought in his eyes. He just wanted to improve his cooking skills quietly, and then compete with the strong people in this world, learn from each other, and advance to a higher level. , don’t want to cause trouble at all.

Now things have gotten out of hand. Dropping out of school can be said to be Yang Ming's best choice, but when he thinks of his goal, Yang Ming hesitates...

"It's troublesome..."

Yang Ming opened the car window with a headache and looked at the shopping street passing by. There were at least twenty shops on the left and right sides of this street, not to mention residential buildings and so on.

Yang Ming faced the cold wind and observed this shopping street: ordinary cement roads, ordinary street lamps, ordinary grocery stores, ordinary small supermarkets, ordinary vegetable stores, ordinary hardware stores...

This place has an "ordinary" quality to it both inside and out.

But at this moment, Yang Ming's nose suddenly smelled an unusual aroma!

This is...the aroma of rice mixed with the smell of shrimp, onions, mushrooms, eggs, and peas. Could it be that you are making shrimp fried rice? All the ingredients are fully stir-fried to bring out their respective flavors! And the amount of various ingredients is controlled very accurately, and the flavor is rich but not messy. And from the smell alone, it can be judged that the maker of this dish has a perfect grasp of the heat. Yang Ming can even imagine how a plate of shrimp fried rice with full color, flavor and taste will taste under the experience of fire and oil. Start the pot!

This chef is not simple!

When Yang Ming learned cooking on his first day at Yuanyue College, his teacher taught him. The test of a chef's skill does not necessarily involve making complicated and expensive dishes. A truly top chef, even if it is just a bowl of white porridge or a plate of scrambled eggs, can give the taste buds the ultimate enjoyment!

"parking!"

Yang Ming shouted, and the driver braked urgently on the side of the road, stopped, and then got out of the car.

Feng Zhisaki asked strangely: "Yang Ming, where are you going?"

Waving his hand, Yang Ming replied without looking back: "Just send me here, I have something to do."

As he said that, he walked along the way following the scent, and a small restaurant called "Xingping Restaurant" came into Yang Ming's sight.

This name... was probably taken from the boss's surname. It was really simple. However, Yang Ming is not the kind of guy who judges people by their appearance. If nothing else, just for the aroma just now, this restaurant is worth checking out!

"The 516th cooking showdown of the Yukihei family! Place your bets! Place your bets!" Yang Ming heard such a shout just as he entered the restaurant. Yang Ming took a closer look and saw a large group of people who looked like guests. They were not sitting in their seats to eat at this time, but gathered around the counter of the restaurant, as if something interesting was happening there.

Thinking of the "cooking showdown" he just heard about, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a little curious, so he squeezed his way to the front of the crowd of onlookers by virtue of his small stature and extraordinary strength.

After squeezing through the crowd, Yang Ming saw a very weak-looking girl with short hair sitting on a chair in front of the counter. On the other side of the counter, a boy with vibrant red hair who looked like a teenager confidently brought a plate of steaming shrimp fried rice to the girl in front of the counter and said: "Hey , Mayumi, just watch! I must win today!"

The girl named Mayumi looked at the red-haired boy opposite, smiled shyly, and said, "Yeah! I will cheer for Yukihira-kun!"

"Hahaha, Chuangzhen, it's a good thing to have confidence, but your father and I are not that easy to deal with!" At this time, a burly middle-aged man came over and placed his broad palm on the red-haired boy's head. Massage the last pass.

Chuangzhen slapped the middle-aged man's hand away with some dissatisfaction and said, "Dad, don't be proud! I will definitely defeat you this time!"

"Stop talking!" The middle-aged man also put a plate of shrimp fried rice on the counter, "You have to try the taste to know, Chuangzhen! Don't cry when you lose!"