Chapter 112

When they saw the visitors, they were a little stunned, and then they started to cry out.

Tang Xuejun! The famous top chefs in China even invited him to hold the knife in person at the state banquet. He made Sixi meatballs in secret. This dish was written by him.

Under the control of a huge restaurant empire, his personal assets more than 500 million! Yanjing Hotel is one of his industries.

However, it is said that Tang Xuejun, who has been sealed off for a long time, has appeared.

What's the situation?

For a moment, everyone was confused.

"What's the situation? You know Mr. Tang. " Zhao teacher poked, Qin Luo asked in a low voice.

If you don't say his surname is Tang, I don't even know his last name

"I don't know..."

"No? It's really strange ~ "Mr. Zhao sipped the tea in the cup and pressed her surprise.

"Who is Qin Luo?" Old man Tang looked around and asked again.

"I am..." Qin Luo raised his hand.

As a boss with a system, Qin Luo is fearless.

"Good boy, I've been looking for you. Are you interested in learning cooking with me?" Tang Xuejun roared with laughter.

“？？？”

When a word is spoken, the audience is silent. ***

"Poof!" Zhao Feng's mouth has not had time to swallow the tea, directly spray out.

"What's the situation? Tang Xuejun wants to take Qin Luo as his apprentice! " He's so stupid.

However, his shock is far from over.

At the next moment, Qin Luo even shook his head and politely declined Tang Xuejun's invitation: "sorry, I'm still a student, and I'll take part in the college entrance examination next year."

Do you want to take the college entrance examination?

Tang Xuejun was stunned. He remembered that Qin Luo was still a high school student, but he didn't give up. He said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. I can wait for you."

"Keke, I didn't mean to develop the kitchen road." Qin Luo's expression this time is more serious.

As the owner of the system, he has many tasks, fields prize, Nobel Prize, which are his goals.

As a Xueba, Qin luojue's own need to bring back all the awards that Chinese people have never won.

Once again, Tang Xuejun was turned down. His face was a little ruddy, and he said again, "do you know how talented you are in the kitchen if you can untie my formula?"

"It's a waste of talent if you don't learn to cook!"

This sentence, is like a whirlwind, the moment the eight famine, everyone is in disorder.

"If Tang's formula is solved, isn't he a mathematical genius to prove Zhou's conjecture?"

"I heard he was a computer genius..."

"When did he become a kitchen genius again?"

“……”

If we say that mathematics and computer have a little relationship, then it has nothing to do with kitchen road!

"Sorry." Even if Tang Xuejun repeatedly dissuaded, Qin Luo declined.

Tang Xuejun beat his chest and feet, shaking with anger.

After a long time, Tang Xuejun said again: "good! In that case, I don't ask you. "

"But I have a request, and I hope you will agree."

"Mr. Tang, please say so."

"I want to see you cook next time." Tang Xuejun said seriously.

Cooking? Emmmm