I Am a Taoist Priest in Hollywood

Chapter 58 Making Soup With Plain Hands (Seeking Evaluation Votes)

Sheriff Mike said: “No way, mainly because there was no application before the incident. Now that the matter is over, if you apply again, the above will not approve it.”

Chu Feng thought about it too.

The government of any country is like this.

Wanting to take money out of their mouths is more uncomfortable than killing them.

Chu Feng said helplessly: “Okay, forget it this time, I won’t help you for free next time.”

“No, definitely not.” Sheriff Mike repeatedly assured, and then said: “I hope there will be no next time.”

“Same.” Chu Feng coughed, a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it off: “I’ll go first.”

Seeing that Chu Feng was seriously injured, Chief Mike asked, “Want to take you to the hospital?”

“No need.” Chu Feng waved his hand, took the monster’s skin, and went down the mountain.

Sheriff Mike and the others naturally wanted to stay and clean up the monster.

Those police officers looked at Chu Feng’s back, and their faces still showed fear.

A policeman said, “This Oriental is also a monster.”

The other policeman nodded approvingly. “You’re so right, John.”

Someone next to him said, “You are wrong, this Oriental is even more monster than a monster. That monster was so powerful that he was killed by him.”

When people think about it, it really is.

Suddenly, the fear in his eyes became a little thicker.

Sheriff Mike said: “Okay, hurry up and pack this thing up, we’ll go back to do business.”

Chu Feng didn’t go home immediately, but went to Li Maiqi’s house first and helped her pack some clothes.

It’s just that Chu Feng was a little embarrassed when he saw those colorful, thin and transparent little things.

He imagined what Li Maiqi looked like when he wore these things, which must be very attractive.

Chu Feng shook his head, but he couldn’t care less. He put all those things in a suitcase and put them in the car.

Immediately, he went to Scarlett-Johnson’s house again, ready to tell them that the monster had been solved.

As a result, Chu Feng rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door.

Chu Feng took out his mobile phone from the car, and only then did he see a few missed calls and text messages from Scarlett-John.

In the text message, Scarlett said that she didn’t want to go out at first, but the director of the crew suddenly had something to do with her, so she had to go with her mother to see.

Chu Feng replied: “I see, the monster has been resolved.”

Soon, Scarlett came back: “Really? Uncle Chu, you are too powerful.”

Seeing the title of Uncle Chu, Chu Feng was speechless again.

With a bag in his left hand and a suitcase in his right, Chu Feng returned to the second floor of Baopuzhai.

As soon as I entered, I could smell the smell of rice.

Turning around, he saw Li Maggie, who was wearing only a men’s white shirt, carrying dishes from the kitchen to the dining table.

Maggie Li looked at Chu Feng and smiled: “I saw your car in the window.”

Chu Feng nodded and said, “I didn’t expect you to be able to cook.”

Maggie Lee said: “I like cooking very much. I know American and Vietnamese cooking. I have also learned some Chinese cooking in Hong Kong Island in recent years.”

Chu Feng looked at the dishes on the table. It was indeed very attractive, at least better than what he prepared: “It looks delicious.”

“Come and taste my craft.”

Chu Feng smiled and said yes, put the suitcase and bag aside, washed his hands, and sat at the dining table.

Before she could move her chopsticks, Maggie Li suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, you’re hurt.”

Maggie Li looked at the blood on Chu Feng’s clothes and said.

Chu Feng looked down and found a few bloodstains on his neckline: “A little injury, not serious, I’ll change clothes.”

Chu Feng changed his clothes and came out: “Oh, by the way, that monster has been killed by me, and your father’s revenge has been avenged.”

Li Maggie was overjoyed at first, and then her expression darkened again: “Thank you, Chu Feng.”

Chu Feng comforted her: “Don’t be too sad, the matter has passed, the most important thing is that you have to keep going.”

“I know.” Li Maggie raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes, squeezed out a smile and said, “Try my cooking.”

Chu Feng picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of red-yellow soup into his mouth.

Immediately, a sour smell, with a fresh fishy taste, enveloped Chu Feng’s tongue.

Chu Feng praised: “The taste is very good.”

Li Maggie said, “This is Vietnamese-style sour fish soup.

In fact, fresh black fish and catfish work better, but you only have pangasius in the refrigerator, which can only be used as a substitute.

Also, many ingredients are missing, such as pineapple, okra and taro, and the seasoning is also free of herbs and golden garlic, otherwise it will taste better.

My mother loved to make this dish when she was alive. ”

Chu Feng said: “Whenever I must try the complete sour fish soup.”

“Okay, no problem.” Li Maggie agreed.

Chu Feng tried other dishes and found that they all tasted good, even better than the dishes he made.

Chu Feng praised and thought, it would be good to bring her back.

At least one more cook.

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