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Chapter 454 Qinlu Courtyard

"Back kitchen..." Wen Guan looked at the three words on the plaque.

"Qin, Lu, Yuan...Qin Lu Yuan?" Wen Guan read it twice before realizing that he had read it correctly. How could it be called this? Could this be the name of the kitchen? Even though Wen Guan knew how to read, he was still confused by this name.
"Who?"

"Who's behind the door?" a cute voice came.

A sharp look came through the crack in the door, and Wen Guan shuddered.
"Come on, come on, can you please do something and wash your messy face?" Chef Zhang said.

"Humph, you are unlucky," the cook Chunniang turned and walked away.
"That's fine, I'll let you enjoy it later, I can't watch it anyway," said Chef Zhang, "No decent person would look at you, I'm satisfied just looking at my wife, haha."

"Hey," Chef Zhang cursed at Chunniang's back, and wanted to say something more, but suddenly he remembered that there was someone else here.
"Look for Ye Xing, little brother," said Chef Zhang as he scooped water from the jar.
"Yes," at this time, Wen Guan dared to push open the door.
Seeing Chef Zhang, Wen Guan suddenly felt full.
Wen Guan thought: This man has a peaceful face and is a bit talkative. He may have a sharp tongue but a soft heart. So his words can be trusted...

only……

"Do you have any questions?" Chef Zhang stared at the beggar. He couldn't just let him into the kitchen to farm.
"I, I want to ask if this Qinlu Courtyard is a kitchen? How, how..." Wen Guan hesitated.
"Well, then you should ask Ye Xing. I also thought it was not decent at first, but he insisted on writing it, and I couldn't do anything about it. You have to read it," said Chef Zhang.

"But it's good. This way, not to mention decent people, even well-known thieves will have to murmur a few words when they come in to prevent theft. Rats will have to take a detour when they see them...nothing has ever been stolen," Chef Zhang added.

"Haha," Chunniang laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter.
"Yes, add this thing," Chef Zhang pouted, pointing to Chunniang's laughter in the inner room.
"Ghosts don't dare to come in," Chef Zhang whispered, looking at Wen Guan and smiling.
Wen Guan lowered his head, blushing a little.
"Is Ye Xing here? I'm looking for Ye Xing," Wen Guan said in a small voice.

"No," Chef Zhang said, "You're in luck. He recently started a delivery service. He not only comes to our building, but also goes out. He should have just delivered a basket of food and is on his way back. Do you...wait for him in the yard, or wait in the house?"

"I'll be fine in the yard," Wen Guan said, and then he sat down with his back to the house.
"Okay, I'll go cook two dishes first. I still have several pots of soup to stew, so I won't accompany you any longer," Chef Zhang said and left.

It's so lively here, Wenguan, please take a look.

The kitchen was filled with the sounds of busy spatulas and Chunniang's laughter.

"Who?" Wen Guan noticed a pair of eyes alertly.
"Who is there?" Wen Guan asked.

"No one," a voice hid itself, denying even speaking, not daring to say the name, nor daring not to say it.
Wen Guan thought: Could it be a thief?
That person just said there were no thieves here, how could that be possible? This place smells so good, not only the food smells good, but also... the cheap spices from the Red Dust Fat Fragrance Shop. The money that most people spend on one bottle is enough to buy hundreds of bottles from the Red Dust Fat Fragrance Shop. Those women who can cook a pot of porridge with ten grains of rice love to go there and sweep up the baskets of spices. Wen Guan is the most familiar with this. Beggars' houses occasionally have this smell, mixed with the smell of soil, which is very intoxicating.

"Is anyone there?" Wen Guan picked up a bamboo pole and walked to the door.
"Is anyone there?" Wen Guan asked again.
No one answered,
A series of tiny footsteps sounded.
Wen Guan knew that this person had already run away.
"That was close..." Wen Guan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little brother," Chef Zhang's deep, oily voice sounded again.
Wen Guan was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat.
"It's too late, come, have an elbow," Chef Zhang handed a small piece of elbow to Wen Guaner. The elbow was wrapped in oil paper, and Chef Zhang's hands were clean.

"Thank you," Wen Guan was indeed a little hungry and a little cold at this time.

Seeing the aroma of the elbow that could wake people up, Wen Guan took a bite.
"It smells really good," Wen Guan said with a smile.
"By the way, there was a thief just now. He ignored me and didn't dare to answer me. I asked him and he said 'no one'. I guess he is a thief, and a cowardly thief. You should be more careful in the future," Wen Guaner said.
"Well, that's not a thief. If you call him a thief, he's a flower thief," Chef Zhang said in a familiar tone, "We're old friends."

"Okay then," Wen Guan continued to eat his pork elbow. He understood what Chef Zhang said immediately.

"You can call me Chef Zhang. I am Ye Xing's elder brother. You can also call me Brother Zhang," Chef Zhang introduced himself.
"Brother Zhang, I hope I didn't delay you. You don't have to worry about me. I'm glad I can wait here," Wen Guan said. He felt relieved to see Chef Zhang accompany him like this. However, it was not easy to make a living now, and he didn't want Brother Zhang to lose his livelihood.
"It's okay. I've been in Changsheng Theater for more than 20 years. I've seen several groups of people come and go here." Chef Zhang paused. "My child is already 15 years old, older than you. Let's call him Zhang Xi'an. Isn't that a good name? I gave him the name, and my wife likes it, too."

"What a nice name," Wen Guaner said.
"I was also thinking, mainly my wife, she thought, the child should be allowed to study in the future, he has been studying for several years, I have a stable life here, I can also support him... I thought that if in the future, let's say, if this child does not study well, we can still get him to cook, I have reserved a place for him," said Chef Zhang.

"Speaking of my wife, she is the backbone of the family. Otherwise, how could I listen to her? Unlike this guy, she is a proper wife," Chef Zhang whispered.

"Cooking is still practical, right? Little brother, is the elbow delicious?" Chef Zhang asked.

"It's delicious," Wen Guan nodded repeatedly.
"Hey, why hasn't Ye Xing come back yet?" Chef Zhang frowned.
"I'm slacking off again,"

"I'll have to talk to him when he comes back," said Chef Zhang.

"You see, I only sit down to rest after finishing my work, but he runs away just by finding an excuse. Maybe he has fallen in love with someone's girl. Day by day, he forgets about you," said Chef Zhang.

"I'm back, Chef Zhang, thank you Chef Zhang," Ye Xing said with a smile on his face.
"This is for you, take a look," Ye Xing said, handing over a bucket.
"Oh! Three of the best live fish!" Chef Zhang said with great satisfaction.
"Is it enough?" Ye Xing said proudly.
"That's enough. I want to thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law. She needs to make up for the past two days. You can be the main table for the full moon banquet," Chef Zhang smiled.

Wen Guan looked at Ye Xing and thought: This is the same person I just met in the Zaozhi Tavern, but he is a little different. However, the high-spirited look in his eyes is the same.

"Oh! Three of the best live fish!" Chef Zhang said with great satisfaction.
"Is it enough?" Ye Xing said proudly.
"That's enough. I want to thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law. She needs to make up for the past two days. You can be the main table for the full moon banquet," Chef Zhang smiled.

Wen Guan looked at Ye Xing and thought: This is the same person I just met in the Zaozhi Tavern, but he is a little different. However, the high-spirited look in his eyes is the same.