Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 31 I've come to you
It was only a few hours before the two of them got home.

When Yan Yan entered the door, she could smell the sweet aroma of rice cakes.

On the dining table in the main room, there are steaming white steamed rice cakes freshly out of the cage, a plate of pan-fried eggs and young sprouts, a small plate of screen oil with carambola and dried vegetables, hot sweet rice milk in a tin pot, and a soft and soft ribbon beside the table. Mu Juaner who laughed.

Yanyan broke open the rice cake, and put a chopstick of oily dried carambola inside.

The people in the mountain and sea world don't know how to make pickles. Yanyan made dried carambola by herself, which is a bit similar to the sun-dried mustard greens. She made a few jars along the way and stored them in Xumi Realm.

It was originally intended to be a top dish and convenient for walking outside.Mu Juan'er loves food very much, so Yan Yan gave her a jar.

The soft and glutinous white rice cake is mixed with crispy oil and pickles, and they are bitten into the mouth together. The two completely different tastes are perfectly gathered on the tip of the tongue.

It was warm, and instantly dispelled the morning cold that poured into the mouth, and pressed it all the way to the stomach, and the pores of the whole body were instantly activated.

Take another sip of the thick and sweet rice milk, which is comfortable and comfortable!

Yan Yan ate slowly, but Bi Cheng finished three bites at a time, got up and went to the backyard to gather ingredients.

Mu Juan'er touched Yanyan's bowl and filled her with hot rice milk: "Eat slowly, Ah Cheng does those jobs very well."

Yan Yan smiled: "You already know? He still kept me from telling you in a mysterious way. I knew you would be able to guess it soon."

Mu Juaner blinked prettily: "Hey, isn't he just a sous chef? It doesn't matter if you lose it. Ah Cheng is good at craftsmanship and honest in his work. Even if he's not in Haoyuan Building, we won't be hungry. But you Also keep it a secret for me, just pretend I don’t know anything, don’t tell Ah Cheng, he just loves to think about it.”

"Okay!" Yan Yan responded with a cheerful smile.

This is the real couple who know each other well and have a tacit understanding.

After breakfast, Yanyan chatted with Mu Juan'er for a while before walking to the backyard kitchen.

All the ingredients bought back have been washed and cut, and neatly stacked on the dish table, the work is meticulous and beautiful.

Bi Cheng didn't have any family background, so he was able to become a sous-chef only by surviving step by step from the beginning as an apprentice.

He has a calm and down-to-earth personality, and is willing to endure hardships. His cooking skills are well-known throughout Luwu and Chengdu.

Yanyan walked to the table, and shook the frying spoon and spatula in her hands: "It's time to start a fire."

Bi Cheng moved the small bench to the stove at the back, and began to work hard on the bellows.

The flames in the hearth shot up instantly, reddening Yan Yan's face, and also warming Bi Cheng's heart.

Yesterday, he also asked Yanyan why you insisted on taking him as a disciple since you don't know how to cook.

Now if anyone dares to ask the same question again, Bi Cheng will definitely go up and slap him to death.

The vegetable shovel is in Yanyan's hands, like a living thing with a soul, frying the pot, sautéing, boiling oil, boiling the bottom, rinsing the ingredients...all the actions are done in one go, she doesn't have to weigh how much ingredients to add to each dish, just wave her hands In the past, the spatula knew it by itself.

When the dishes in the pot began to change color slightly, the strange aroma had already filled the kitchen.

Based on Bi Cheng's experience, one doesn't need to taste it to know that the dishes in that pot must be several times more delicious than those cooked by him.

A few dishes of sample dishes were placed on the table, and Bi Cheng, a man of seven feet tall, was flushed with excitement, looking at Yan Yan excitedly: "Master, if you compete for the chef of Haoyuan Building, you will definitely win the championship in one fell swoop!"

Yan Yan smiled slightly at Yan Yan: "Hao Yuan Building wants to hire this girl, the grade is too low."

Bi Cheng: "..."

In the morning, Master said a word called "abuse". He felt that his heart at this moment was repeatedly abused by Master and her old man. It was a very cruel kind.

The two were talking, when a few small heads came in from the door, they were children from the neighborhood who came to listen to the story, and the tallest head was Mu Juan'er.

Hearing that the two of them stopped talking, Mu Juan'er was a little sorry: "It's so fragrant here, we couldn't continue telling half of the story outside, I was so greedy, I came here looking for something interesting, I really didn't mean to bother you you."

Yanyan smiled generously: "The dishes are made to be eaten by others, take all these dishes, and give them to you!"

The children cheered and even snatched away the plates in an instant.

Yan Yan looked at the children smiling like sunflowers, and Mu Juan'er smiling like children.

Only Bi Cheng stood there with a painful expression on his face.

When Mu Juan'er led the children away, Bi Cheng had a bitter face: "Such expensive ingredients and such delicious dishes are just given away. What shall we show the owner?"

Yan Yan was taking off her apron, when she heard Bi Cheng's words, she raised her head in doubt, "Why did you show it to your boss?"

Bi Cheng looked bewildered: "You have worked so hard to cook so many dishes, isn't it to show my master your skills?"

Yanyan: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that my thoughts were not on the same channel as Bi Cheng.

Raising her hand to pat him on the shoulder, Yan Yan said earnestly: "Disciple, you have to focus your attention in the right direction. Cooking for the master himself is teaching you the skills."

Bi Cheng: "..."

Don't let anyone stop him, he wants to rush out of the alley right now and go to Cuihua Doufang to buy two catties of tofu.

Just kill him!
I was so excited just now that I didn't pay attention to Yanyan's cooking technique.

"Master, I was wrong, Master, wait a moment..."

Before Yan Yan could speak again, Bi Chengma ran to prepare the ingredients again.

At worst, he would be shy and beg his master to cook hard for the next time. Anyway, he has officially apprenticed as a master. The master is like a real father, and it is not shameful to be ashamed of his own father.

Bi Cheng suddenly felt that worshiping Yanyan as his teacher was simply the most beautiful thing he had ever done in his life.

Many years later, the facts have proved that his choice has indeed changed the trajectory of his life, making him from ordinary people to being admired by the world.

This is a later story. At this moment, Bi Cheng is having a headache about the matter at hand.

At the door of the house, several acquainted neighbors were holding their children and standing in the yard of Bi Cheng's house.

The adults looked helpless, and the children refused to leave.

The old man next door looked at Bi Cheng helplessly: "I said, Chef Bi, what did you feed my grandson? This kid went back home and refused to eat, crying and insisting on coming to your house to eat. The old couple is going to tell him to quarrel his head off!"

"It's the same with my baby. She presses her head and refuses to eat. She insists on coming to your house to eat. Did you feed my baby medicine or something..."

Several neighbors complained to Bi Cheng one after another...

Bi Chengping was kind to others, and Mu Juan'er often helped the neighbors with their children, and even gave them snacks and fruits. The neighbors in the neighborhood liked him and his wife very much, and there was no intention of blaming them in their words. It was true that there was nothing wrong with the noisy children, so they came here ask.

Mu Juan'er smiled and beckoned the neighbors to come in for tea.

Bi Cheng frowned and didn't speak, but from time to time quietly looked at Yan Yan who was drinking tea under the eaves.

The noisy crowd in the courtyard was all caused by her few dishes, but the culprit seemed like an outsider, just watching the bustle and drinking tea.

Bi Cheng didn't dare to talk about her, and his already silent temperament became even more silent.

Yanyan drank half a pot of tea, and Mu Juan'er calmed down most of the neighbors' emotions with a sweet mouth.

She stood up slowly, and said with a smile to everyone: "Chef Bi is good at cooking, and it's normal for the children to like his cooking. Since the neighbors are all here, it's rare to get together, so let's all stay here for dinner."

Everyone was taken aback, they originally only wanted to come over and ask why, but they didn't expect to meet such a bold girl, and they were a little embarrassed instead.

　Continue to ask for adoption, ask for tickets, ask for collection, thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)