Lin Lian showed extreme disinterest in Jin Shijie, which made Jin Shijie feel seriously frustrated in self-confidence.

"Well... Lin Lian, don't worry, what's the food in the cafeteria? How about I invite you to a restaurant?"

Young Master Jin Shijie was full of breath and pointed his thumb behind him.

Lin Lian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Don't think I'm a fool! I can't leave school on class days, I still know this kind of thing! The history teacher told me that I can't trust others easily... Are you really the son of Uncle Jin Yang, Jin Shijie?"

"Of course, yes!" Jin Shijie had no choice but to take out the student card with the photo and name he had just issued for Lin Lian to show.

Lin Lian took the student card and compared it with Jin Shijie for a long time, and said half-believingly: "It's not very similar... Because Lu Se lied to me that there was a microwave oven in the Ming Dynasty, and the classmates also laughed at me, which hurt my heart. I decided to do what the history teacher said, and be vigilant against the scam guys in the future..."

Halfway through his words, Lin Lian received another fraud call, and cried opposite him: "My family and I were involved in the Las Vegas shooting, and our wallet and passport were lost. Can you give us some travel expenses to get us back to China?"

"It's so pitiful..." Lin Lian's expression turned into a majestic instantly. "Send your bank account and I'll transfer money by phone. Because I don't have a smartphone now, the transfer will be slower. Please [Update Fast] and you must hold on!"

After transferring his thousands of pocket money through the bank phone, Lin Lian put down his cell phone and put on a suspicious expression in front of Jin Shijie.

"I decided not to trust others anymore! Who are you? Did my sister send me to tease me?"

Jin Shijie was insulted by his IQ for Lin Lian’s so-called “imminent vigilance”.

"Lin Lian, why do you transfer money to the scammers every day? The Lin Group always arranges a special person to verify and deal with the scammers, which is very time-consuming! Do you rather believe the scammers than believe me?"

"But there is no evidence that the other party is a liar," Lin Lian said with confidence. "I am not anyone who sends money. Last time, a man who claimed that Qianlong said he wanted to restore the country, I didn't send money to him. I'm not stupid enough to support the anti-government armed forces!"

Jin Shijie felt that Lin Lian was full of complaints: "Qianlong still lives and does not die yet, is it the place that should be more suspicious, right?"

"Okay, I just forgot that Qingzi Academy is managed in a closed manner, but we can't go out to eat restaurants. Can't we go to the second floor of the canteen to eat small stoves? I heard that there are special chefs responsible for small stoves on the second floor. Although they are not as good as our professional chefs, they are much better than the first floor. At least there is no need to queue up, right?"

At this time, Lin Lian's cell phone that had just put in her pocket vibrated again. Jin Shijie thought it was related to the fraudster's remittance, so he shrugged and looked helpless.

However, Lin Lian took out her cell phone and found that she received a text message from Lu Se, which was:

"It's rare to meet people from your Lin Group in school. Why not invite Jin Shijie to the church area to eat your specialty skewers! I heard that the barbecue grill you grilled with squids for a long time and the church storage room also contains frozen mutton given by believers. Why not take the opportunity to show your skills?"

After the lunch bell rang, Lu Se deliberately did not go downstairs. He guessed that Jin Shijie would probably stop Lin Lian at the entrance of the canteen, but it turned out to be true.

Although the distance from the window of Grade 2 (1) to the big banyan tree on the west side of the playground was very far away and the conversation between Lin Lian and Jin Shijie was not heard at all, Lu Se knew how to read lips. As long as he saw the two of his lips moving, he could guess the conversation almost to the point.

After Lin Lian received a text message from Lu Se, his eyes were filled with happiness. The haze that was ridiculed by everyone in class was swept away.

"That... your name is Jin Shijie, right? If you don't want to queue up in the cafeteria, do you want to come to the church square where I am a trainee nun and eat the lamb skewers I grilled with my own hands?"

Lin Lian suddenly sent an invitation to him, and Jin Shijie was very happy, thinking that the girls were willing to cook for men with their own hands, and this was a very obvious sign of favor.

--Hahahaha! I am worthy of being the young master with 9 million female fans! Even Lin Lian can't stop my charm. Isn't this just pretending to behave for a while and I'm going to cook for me?

--Although Lin Lian's grilled lamb kebabs are definitely not as good as Yang Ren, at least it is a girl's wish, so how can I refuse? It seems that Lin Lian is easier to get started than Chiba Rika, so I will try to get her done within a week!

Jin Shijie drooled and followed Lin Lian toward the direction of the church square. Among the pile of white doves in the church square, Father Guo ate a bite of the holy cake that Lin Lian participated in making yesterday, and his stomach twitched until now. Seeing that Jin Shijie was lured by Lin Lian, he couldn't help but feel pity from his heart.

When Lin Lian walked to the flock of pigeons, the white pigeons just jumped away gently, and some of them flapped their wings and landed on Lin Lian's shoulder to rest. When Jin Shijie followed, the white pigeons felt the danger from the sixth sense of the animals and flew away. Several of them were still hovering high above Jin Shijie's head, planning how to throw bird dropping on Jin Shijie's head, so as not to affect the nun.

"Sorry, there is only mutton in the refrigerator in the church now." Lin Lian was like a hospitality store, hurriedly introducing Jin Shi's masterpiece dishes, "I recently learned the recipes of Beijing-style, Sichuan-style and Xinjiang-style lamb skewers. Although I am a taste idiot, there is no difference, but you can definitely tell it!"

"Of course!" Jin Shijie put his hands in his pockets, and was full of vigor and proud. "My taste is very savvy! He is a pure gourmet! When we get closer, I will tell you what precious ingredients I have eaten..."

"Don't go and die!"

Just as Jin Shijie was taken into the death trap by the nun step by step, Yang Ren grabbed his good friend from behind.

"Shijie, can you do at least some homework?" Yang Ren said heartbrokenly to Jin Shijie, who looked ignorant, "Do you know that Lin Lian's cooking is not edible at all? Bao Xing almost lost his life after eating Lin Lian's grilled squid once!"

"Ha? Is it that exaggerated?" Jin Shijie was a little disbelief.

"Yes, why do you say that the dishes I cook cannot be eaten?" Lin Lian stopped and turned around and stared at Yang Ren, "You criticize my dishes casually. Are you cooking better than me?"

The cold-nosed chef's face, which is usually covered with frosty, was almost so angry that Lin Lian was so angry that he twitched with Father Guo's stomach.

"You compare your cooking skills with me. This incident itself is a huge insult to me! My name is Yang Ren. If you really want to improve your cooking skills, come to Shijie and me in your spare time to rebuild it!"

After saying that, Yang Renqiang pulled Jin Shijie away from the church square, and the fateful encounter between the descendants of the two "dark cuisines" ended.

"What a pity, it's only a little bit..." Lin Lian looked at Jin Shijie who was dragged away by Yang Ren in disappointment, "I finally had a volunteer willing to taste my dishes, but I was snatched away again... By the way, Father Guo, have you had lunch?"
Chapter completed!