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Jiang Wuchen was at a loss, he had not even heard of Flamingo s before.

Seeing his expression, Zhong Zhenzhen was delighted and proud, and said: "Flamingo is the name of a restaurant, and the main dish is Japanese. The chef is Songdao Lingyi, a person of the capital. Look at your blank face, bumpkin! "

After what happened last night, Zhong Zhenzhen had no longer cared about Jiang Wuchen's face and was able to gobble him down immediately.

LEE Lee whispered: "The Flamingo is fine, it's very expensive there."

Zhong Zhenzhen said: "There is an expensive reasoning! All of the food there is from the Barbaroi, which guarantees the quality and no pollution. "

"The things there aren't necessarily good."

"What's not? "Pauper!"

"Some things have radiation."

"Your sister! If you can't afford it, just say you can't afford it. Stop bringing up this matter." Zhong Zhenzhen said.

"To be honest, I don't really like Japanese cuisine. Watching them cook, there is always a kind of nagging feeling of simplicity turning into complexity. It's a very simple thing to do, but it's very complicated." Jiang Wuchen discussed his own thoughts.

In fact, he had eaten Japanese food a few times in his previous life. However, his food was different from others. He had invested in the biggest Japanese food store in Qi Prefecture.

He was one of his henchmen who stayed at Barbaroi for a few years and wanted to open a business. Jiang Wuchen casually gave him 10 million.

Seventy percent of the shares in the shop belongs to Jiang Wuchen, and thirty percent to this henchman.

At that time, this lackey had hired Barbaroi's number one cooking king, Matsushima Daikichi, to take charge.

In Jiang Wuchen's eyes, there was nothing special about it. The only thing he was sure of was that the food he cooked was relatively clean.

But Jiang Wuchen didn't like this kind of acting tough. Cooking was just like cooking, it had to be like the cuisines of China, where one had to be good at cooking, a knife, a kitchen knife, and a frying pan could be used to make a whole table of food without acting tough, this was the true way of cooking.

After eating a few meals, Jiang Wuchen did not fall for Matsushima Daikichi. Instead, he fell for his daughter and made her fall in love with him on a drunken night.

Jiang Wuchen's power in the Qi Prefecture was so great that they could not afford to offend him and left in a fit of rage.

But Jiang Wuchen did not mistreat them. On the other hand, seeing that Matsushima Daikichi's daughter was still a virgin, he gave her ten million dollars before he left.

The prodigal son had always been this arrogant. The woman he had taken a fancy to had to live on. No matter which country she came from, he would use money to make up for that.

Unfortunately, something had happened to Jiang Wuchen later on. When he was being besieged and forced by more than ten clans of different sizes, this doggy had colluded with Wang Luming and actually betrayed Jiang Wuchen.

This matter gave Jiang Wuchen a vivid lesson. You saw him as a brother, he saw you as dog shit, and had no use for you anymore. He directly betrayed you, and he did not hesitate at all.

Zhong Zhenzhen continued to look at Jiang Wuchen with disdain, "You make it sound like you have eaten before, the Flamingo and other restaurants are completely different, the head chef is an expert at cooking iron plate, what do you mean by having eaten iron plate? The Kobe steak, several thousand dollars a catty, have you eaten it? Japanese Egg Fried Rice, the kind with egg yolk like milk. Have you eaten it before? "

LEE Lee looked at Jiang Wuchen in a daze, thinking that he might be in a difficult situation, and said: "Forget it, Zhenzhen, it's better if we don't go."

Zhong Zhenzhen looked at Jiang Wuchen, "If you can't eat, then say you can't. Don't f * * king f * * king pretend to be talking about other things."

"Let's go, I also want to gain some insights." Jiang Wuchen smiled slightly.

"Jiang Wuchen, that place is very expensive, Flamingo are for the upper class society in Haichuan. Zhenzhen and I have only gone there once with Grandpa Zhong, so we spent more than ten thousand before being full that time."

Jiang Wuchen replied: "It doesn't matter, I have money."

Zhong Zhenzhen felt even more contempt. Rich? He still needed to buy a water phone with money, and he even needed to wear the clothes that his grandfather had bought for him in order to pretend to be a criminal.

"Jiang Wuchen, let me tell you, if you spent my grandfather's money for dinner, I would never think highly of you." Zhong Zhenzhen said angrily.

Jiang Wuchen was startled, "I never spent a single cent of his money, on the contrary, he spent quite a bit of my money." In truth, what Jiang Wuchen said was the truth. Uncle Zhong was the housekeeper at Jiang Family, but got an annual salary of a few million per year.

Jiang Wuchen had been good to him, and would occasionally beat him up.

Uncle Zhong was able to invest and start a business in Haichuan, and all of the money he spent on it came from Jiang Family.

"Can you still brag a little more? Disgusting! " Zhong Zhenzhen said angrily.

Jiang Wuchen did not think so, but a taxi came over, Jiang Wuchen waved his hand and the taxi stopped, and he sat in the front row.

"Zhenzhen, Jiang Wuchen is actually quite a good person …" LEE Lee wanted to say a few words to comfort Zhong Zhenzhen.

Zhong Zhenzhen didn't listen at all, "Alright, alright, alright, as long as you say the right thing, I want to quietly watch how he pretends! Country bumpkin, watch me bathe, watch me sleep, shameless... Get in the car. " As he said that, he pulled LEE Lee onto the carriage.

The Flamingo Restaurant's position was extremely good. On Seaside Avenue, right next to the Hilton International Hotel. In front of them was a vast parking lot.

There were cars in the parking lot, high and low, but they were all clean, except for a few Bentleys and a few electric Tesla cars, which were parked on a nearby charging pole.

This taxi didn't allow anyone to enter at all and was stopped by the guard at the entrance.

Jiang Wuchen took out his phone to pay for the carriage, and the three of them got off the car.

The place was quiet, with a small courtyard. The second floor was Hilton's guest room. There were green bamboo plants growing in the small courtyard, flowing water and swimming in fish. It seemed very quiet.

On the wall next to him hung a few treasures of ink. One of them had the word 'Serenity' written on it. This character was clearly defined and had a firm character. Each stroke was very advantageous to the other.

It could be seen that the owner of the font was a very elegant and high-minded person.

The last person was Matsushima Daikichi.

Matsushima Daikichi liked calligraphy. When he was at the Qi Prefecture, he had once used Jiang Wuchen to pay respects to Jiang Wuchen's grandfather, and as a calligraphy master, Jiang Zongcheng had written a good word and asked Jiang Zongcheng a few questions.

After going through Jiang Zongcheng's guidance, they had gained a lot.

"Matsushima Daikichi?" Jiang Wuchen looked at the words.

The guide was a Barbaroi person, so he spoke in a roundabout way. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with contempt. "Matsushima Daikichi is a famous calligrapher in our Barbaroi! "He combined his culinary skills with calligraphy, his movements with calligraphy, and created a unique style of Songdao!