Back to Eighty Zero: The Magical Chef

At the critical moment, Xie Xie picked up the wooden crutch in his hand to protect his chest, blocking the opponent's attack, but unfortunately he couldn't stand for a long time with his injured leg, and he would fall sideways when he staggered.

Seeing this, Chen Xiangqin stretched out her hand to stabilize the person immediately. She frowned tightly, and her eyes were full of anger: "Okay! The bullying has come to my aunt! If you don't let you three bastards open your eyes today, I won't It's called Chen Xiangqin!"

She kicked curly hair hard in the stomach, and the man was kicked far away on the spot.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

The two little minions yelled at the same time, and looked back at Curly who fell in the distance. They looked at each other, and the hands they held trembled slightly.

"Brother, we have nothing to fear, we two big men can't deal with girls and cripples? Come on, you go first!"

"Should you go first? Usually the eldest brother thinks highly of you!"

Both of them were a little timid, pushing each other.

Chen Xiangqin sneered and said, "Take out everything you have! Don't be polite to me!" After speaking, he picked up the dagger that the curly hair fell on the ground just now, pinched both ends and bent it hard, and saw the weapon made of fine steel, Being bent by her, it looks like breaking sugar cane.

"......."

The young men were stunned and begged for mercy on their knees: "Woman! Forgive me! We two brothers have eyes but don't know Mount Tai! Your lord has a lot, let us go!"

The curly hair in the distance seemed to be falling apart, unable to relax for a long time, and could only watch the two little brothers begging for mercy.

All the passengers in the carriage applauded Chen Xiangqin and Xie Yi. They tied up the three hooligans with ropes, and they arrived after a while. After inquiring about what happened, they took them away.

The little girl who was robbed took back her wallet. She walked up to Chen Xiangqin and Xie Yi, and said gratefully, "Both comrades, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would definitely be dead today!"

She wanted to kowtow to the other party, but was stopped by Chen Xiangqin: "Comrade, don't do this, we are all good young people in the new era, and we should help each other."

The little girl nodded gratefully, and asked, "Comrade, are you from Beijing?" Seeing that the four of them were all dressed in western style, she felt that these should be locals.

"These three comrades are, but I am not. I came to Beijing to participate in a cooking competition." Chen Xiangqin replied friendly.

The other party was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Is this a folk cooking competition? I am also here to participate in this competition! My name is Yuan Qiaoyun, and I am 19 years old." She offered her hand and wanted to shake it.

The chubby little girl in front of me has a cute round face, a pair of big round eyes like longan, and she is very cute. There is a bright red mouth under the upright little nose, and she smiles happily. When I was young, there were two beautiful dimples on both sides of the mouth.

Chen Xiangqin stretched out his hand and shook it back: "Hello, Comrade Yuan Qiaoyun, my name is Chen Xiangqin, it seems that we can go the same way."

This is exactly what Yuan Qiaoyun wanted, she nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Oh, that's great, you can call me Qiaoyun from now on, can I call you Xiangqin?"

"Yes! I am 18 years old, so I should call you sister! Haha!"

The two girls, who were about the same age, quickly chatted. Originally, Yuan Qiaoyun's chef was invited for this cooking competition, but unfortunately, he died unexpectedly a few days ago, so she, his apprentice, could only participate in it.

"Xiangqin, where is your home?"

"From Xiaowa Village."

Yuan Qiaoyun got excited and patted her twice: "My aunt is in the village next door to you, Xiaozaozhuang! My house is not too far away from you!"

"Who is your aunt?" Chen Xiangqin knew some people in Xiaozaozhuang.

"My aunt's name is Yuan Xiaofang, and she married Captain Wang of Xiaozaozhuang."

What a coincidence, after going around for a long time, the girl's aunt turned out to be Wang Lanhua's own mother: "Is Wang Lanhua your cousin?"

"Yes! Do you know Cousin Lanhua?"

Chen Xiangqin raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Your cousin and I don't just know each other, we are still good sisters!"

"No wonder I feel kind to you as soon as I see you. We are a family together! This is great. During this period of time in Beijing, we just happen to be companions." Yuan Qiaoyun was worrying about what to do in Beijing alone. However, I didn't expect God to send me a good sister.

"Okay, then let's act together when we arrive in Beijing later."

Without the annoying stinky hooligans, a group of five people chatted and laughed on the train. Time passed quickly. After a long day of riding the train, they finally arrived at their destination - Beijing.

"Xiangqin, let Xu Li take you there, you two don't know where you live, so don't get lost." Xie Yi wanted to send it by himself, but he knocked his leg on the train, and now he is walking a bit Struggle.

Chen Xiangqin understands his good intentions, but she can't rely on others for help in everything: "You and Grandpa Xie go back early, and Qiaoyun and I can find the guest house, so don't worry! We are such big people, we can still get lost ?”

"Yes, Xiaoyi, don't worry, girl Xiangqin will be fine." Grandpa Xie also echoed from the side.

"Okay, then let's go first." After the two left each other's contact information, they parted ways.

It was the first time for Chen Xiangqin to see Beijing in this era, sitting on the bus and looking out the window. At this time, there were no skyscrapers lined with tall buildings, nor the bustling scene of crowds of people. Streets and ordinary people.

Yuan Qiaoyun nudged her lightly and reminded: "Xiangqin, we're here, hurry up and pick up your bags!"

"Hey, okay!"

The two girls carried their luggage, and after going around all the way, they finally stopped in front of the Victory Guest House, where all the contestants stayed temporarily during the competition.

Jin Qiaoyuan took the introduction of the two of them and the invitation to participate in the competition, and smiled kindly to the waiter in the guest house: "Hello, comrade, we are here to participate in the folk cooking competition."

After glancing at the materials she handed over, the waiter took out a thick registration book and a door key: "Are you two together? Register first. This is the door key for 301 upstairs. Two people in one room!" Her tone was a little arrogant.

After registering, Chen Xiangqin and Jin Qiaoyun went upstairs with their luggage, opened the door and saw a room of about ten square meters, with three single beds, a writing desk and a 14-inch black and white TV inside. machine.

"Wow! Look at Xiangqin! TV!" Jin Qiaoyun's family is poor, and she has only seen TV at the village head's house.