The city of Chudu is a model of whether it is a great success. In ancient times, it was affected by the Yellow River divert, and was submerged again and again, and rebuilt on ruins again and again. When the Yellow River diverts for the last time, the people living in this city finally ushered in the best era.

This is a city in the country that has not suffered from major natural disasters for decades, has a suitable environment and low prices. It is also the only city in the country that can enjoy both northern heating projects and free shipping in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai.

The happiness of Chudu people has risen sharply in recent years, especially after the launch of the "Blue Sky Project". It has reached its peak. It is now one of the most suitable cities for human life in China.

Huai Liangren has a deep feeling about this.

Don’t think that the moon in foreign countries will be rounder, and the sky in foreign countries is blue. Paris, a city that has been polluted for a long time, will cause at least 35,000 adults to die prematurely because of the pm2.5 standard. The Seine River is actually not very good and is not suitable for young couples to have a tryst. Only stinky tofu lovers can find some fun by the river...

When he walked out of Chudu Airport, Huai Liangren took a deep breath of the clear air that penetrated into Chudu's lungs, and his stiff face became slightly relieved. The air quality here is much better than that in Paris, and he, a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, shouldn't use a mask.

"It's a good place, but unfortunately there is a diligent scum who deceives the world and steals the reputation!"

As soon as I think of Lin Qing’s food commentary poem, I want to complain!

Goubuli buns, egg cakes, braised and cooked? What a hell, can these things be eaten?

Impossible! Sister Qing'er has obviously tasted my skills, but how could she appreciate the food made by others? A person's aesthetic view can only be improved with the years, and she has never seen anything backwards!

Zhou Dong, right? Maybe you can deceive Sister Qing'er, but you can definitely not hide it from me!

As a top chef, Huailiangren knows that some "spices" can enhance the taste of food and even make those who have eaten them addicted. These "spices" with strong concealment may not be able to be detected even by the Chinese health and quarantine department.

Although Qing'er's sister is also a professional food appraiser, she is still too young after all. The world is so big, and she doesn't know how many weird things she has never seen before!

Boy, I will definitely expose your trump card and even send you to prison!

He stopped a Citroen C5 black taxi that could barely see. Huai Liangren opened the rear door and looked carefully. He took out a pack of wet wipes from his suitcase, wiped the seats behind carefully, and then took out a high-quality silk scarf with the smell of men's perfume and laid it on the seat. Then he sat in with a nervous mood.

"Uh... where are you going, sir?"

The driver looked at the man dressed like a peacock in a daze, "slightly stunned to show respect."

Huailiangren covered his nose and said, "Go to the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department."

It's less than 5:30 am now, and the time is just right, so he has always taken revenge no other day.

"Okay!"

The driver dialed on a certain unit under the car key, and just by this, the fare would at least double.

You have to use tricks to such pretentious guys! Damn, my car was just scraped last week. Look, it’s clean for you, like a sanitation inspector, I’m gonna be!

"Here, this is the breakfast department of Jiuzhou Dingshi. The fare is 240 yuan, RMB, thank you."

The driver was a little guilty. The maximum fare from Chudu Airport is 120 to 30 yuan, which is enough to kill the peacock.

"This is three hundred, no need to find it."

Huailiang jumped out of the car as if he was escaping from the plague, looked at the long queue in front of the breakfast department, and frowned slightly, "Is his breakfast delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's a little expensive. A basket of buns costs 50 yuan. I don't dare to eat them often. But after eating them once, I think about it every day. That taste is really uncomfortable."

"Haha, there is indeed a problem. Is it because I used the banned 'spice'?" Huai Liangren sneered in his heart, and looked at the taxi driver with contempt: "Ignorance mortals, how can I enjoy the truly top-notch food for 50 yuan?"

Dragging his suitcase to the breakfast department, Huailiangren suddenly became an alternative.

"Damn, this must be a crazy fan of Master Zhou, right? He came right after getting off the plane, and was dragging his suitcase..."

Someone was whispering, but no one was yelling loudly. To be honest, this guy's temperament was a bit overwhelming, making people feel like they couldn't stretch.

A well-cut dark colored striped suit and trousers with straight trousers outline a polite gentlemanly image. Although there is no brand logo on the suitcase made of genuine leather, people who are truly knowledgeable can tell at a glance that it is the craftsmanship of a lazy old cobbler from Paris, France.

The old French cobblers only need to make three or five such suitcases a month, and the money they earn is enough for them to eat for a month; this problem will only be improved until the Chinese cobbler army brings "Made in China" to flock to France.

A fly that was not open to his eyes actually wanted to stay on the gentleman's upper, so he was quickly punished. It slid heavily from the upper and then broke its leg.

The Chinese black but full of curly hair with unruly exotic style, big and slender eyes, towering nose bridge, and a white and miserable face as rich and powerful as pink, made the mixed-race man standing behind the team dragging his suitcase full of temptation.

It was like an earl who walked out of a medieval British castle, which made women unable to help themselves and even willing to offer him a slender neck.

This is definitely a five-star high-quality man, and he seems quite handsome. At this moment, he is showing a princely-like elegant smile, looking deeply at the welcome lady.

"I haven't invited me in on my own initiative. Do you really want me to continue queuing?"

Huai Liangren sneered in his heart. He was very confident. There were few opposite sexes in this world who could resist his charming smile. His mysterious temperament that hides a trace of danger is a magic weapon that is invincible. This has been verified countless times!

A welcome lady saw him and seemed to lit up his eyes and walked towards him slowly.

"Haha...this is what it should be."

The good man raised his head slightly, his smile slightly lowered, his indifference was passionate, and his modesty fostered wildness, just like a noble prince waiting for the visit of the common people.

"This sir."

"Oh, is there anything?"

The man Huailiang looked at the young lady Yingbin with a smile. He didn't have to be reserved anymore, nor did he need to pay attention to the opinions of ordinary people. Now, please invite me to the breakfast department and let me uncover the guy's false mask and send him to prison with my own hands!

"Hanging your suitcase behind you will affect the guests lined up behind you. Please put it next to you?"

The welcome lady smiled and said, "Also, this is your number."

"Well?"

Huai Liangren frowned, took the number plate and took a look.

Number 44, a very annoying number.

His lips twitched slightly, and Huai Liangren quietly moved his suitcase from behind to his side.

The young lady Yingbin nodded at him with a smile, turned around and quietly stuck out her tongue.
Chapter completed!