Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 38 The Master's Daughter Heart
As soon as Yan Yan finished speaking, Bi Cheng in the courtyard stood up and gave a shallow salute to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and Bi Cheng turned around and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the main room, Bi Cheng couldn't hide his excitement immediately, and smiled at Yan Yan and Mu Juan'er: "Boss Hao is going to try the dishes at our house today, if he is satisfied, he can immediately make a decision for us to go to Hao's mansion to cook." About the thousand-person feast!"

There was no trace of happiness on Yanyan's face, and she asked calmly, "Did you tell him everything I asked?"

Bi Cheng quickly nodded: "Well, the apprentice has told Boss Hao what the master explained. Boss Hao said that as long as the taste of the dishes is okay, everything else can be accommodated."

Yan Yan didn't ask any more questions, she lowered her eyes and walked out: "Since we've settled the deal, let's get to work."

Looking at Yan Yan's silent back, Bi Cheng looked back at Mu Juan'er.

Standing where she was, Mu Juan'er seemed to feel Bi Cheng's gaze, and shook her head slightly at him.

Bi Cheng frowned, and quickly followed out.

Boss Hao's name is Hao Mai.

This person is the owner of Haoyuan Building, Bi Cheng's former boss.

Although Bi Cheng has worked in Haoyuanlou for many years, he has never dealt with this big boss directly, mainly because Haomai seldom shows up in Haoyuanlou on weekdays.

He is the richest man in the entire Luwu City, and the Haoyuan Building is just an insignificant business in his hands.

This time I personally intervened in this matter, because this feast for thousands of people was the engagement banquet for his only beloved daughter, the eldest daughter of the Hao family, Hao Ruisheng.

In the kitchen

Yanyan cleaned the pot and shoveled it with her own hands.

Carefully examine each side dish.

Clean your hands carefully.

Stand still in front of the stove.

Seeing her flipping the spoon neatly, her calm posture when raising and lowering her hands, and her always solemn and quiet expression...

Bi Cheng suddenly felt that the master in front of him was a little different from the master who stood on the street stove that night, waving a big vegetable shovel with pride.

"Why don't you let me mention your name to Boss Hao?" Bi Cheng couldn't help asking.

Before he talked with Boss Hao, Yan Yan specially told him not to say that she was a master in front of Boss Hao, and she only followed him into the mansion as an ordinary helper.

This made Bi Cheng very uncomfortable.

Even though the master is so capable, he wants the jade beads to be dusty, he is not willing!

But he dared not disobey Yanyan.

Pulling the bellows, Bi Cheng had various guesses in his mind, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he raised his head excitedly.

"Master, what you have been waiting for is the opportunity of the banquet for thousands of people. You want to hide your name, and then create a bigger sensation at the banquet for thousands of people and make a better reputation, right?"

The vegetable shovel in Yanyan's hand flipped nimbly like a swallow piercing the clouds, expressionless: "No."

Bi Cheng: "..."

He expected to get an affirmative answer.

Bi Cheng, who habitually frowned: "You are so skilled and we have made so much money, but you have been unhappy. What do you want?"

"he!"

Yan Yan is concise and to the point.

Bi Cheng was dumbfounded.

Master, she actually...

Master, she turned out to be...

Trying to recall the image of Boss Hao in his mind... It seems that the appearance is reasonable, but... he is a little older.

Bi Cheng vaguely recalled the rumors in the streets and alleys. It is said that Boss Hao lost his wife in his early years and had never been remarried. He has been widowed for many years.

But Boss Hao is going to marry his daughter, and his daughters are all older than his master.

Although, for the richest man in the city like Boss Hao, old couples and young wives are fine.But Bi Cheng felt that since his master was so capable and not short of money, he would not have to worry about finding a good boy in the future.

It is a pity for an old man to do house filling.

But who told Master that she likes it herself?

Bi Cheng pulled the bellows hard with his hands, and secretly made up his mind.

Master's business is his business.

Now that the master and she have fallen in love with Boss Hao, the apprentice must be obliged to help fuel the flames.

When he enters Hao's mansion, he must find ways to create more opportunities for his master, and try to make Boss Hao feel like glue with his master in a short period of time.

Bi Cheng is excitedly planning a bright future for Yan Yan, such as how to spend time with Boss Hao, you and I...

Yanyan, who was concentrating on her work by the stove, suddenly sneezed several times.

When she regained her strength, she lowered her head and exclaimed in surprise, "Where's the food?"

Seeing that Yanyan's face had changed, Bi Cheng, who was pulling the bellows, pulled back his thoughts from his mind full of time and money, and stood up and looked at the stove... also stunned!

Several plates of fried dishes were neatly placed on the stove, waiting to be served together.

Now it's all gone, not even the plates!
The sweat on Bi Cheng's forehead immediately came down, and he rubbed his hands nervously: "Master, it's not me..."

Yan Yan raised her hand to stop him: "I know, you come to fry!"

The spatula was stuffed into Bi Cheng's hand, and she sat by the stove to pull the bellows.

The dishes were definitely not Bi Cheng's.

Just out of the pot, it won't burn him to death.

But someone must have stolen it.

She wants to see, which little monster dares to spoil her important affairs at this critical juncture.

Catch it and give it a cramp, skin, stir-fry!
Fortunately, there were enough ingredients reserved, and Bi Chengmaliu cooked the same one again.

This time, Yanyan watched the whole process, until the last dish was brought to the table, and the dish was never lost again.

Bi Cheng warmly entertained Boss Hao outside.

Yanyan turned the kitchen upside down, but to no avail.

She put her waist down, looking depressed.

Bi Cheng, who turned back, was happy to accompany him, his face full of understanding and tolerance from those who came here.

Master, although she is very capable, she is still a young girl.

The sweetheart came to the door suddenly, and the little girl was nervous and absent-minded for a while, and it was normal to lose the vegetables indiscriminately.

It was the same way when he was chasing Mu Juan'er back then. When he was doing things, his mind was full of Mu Juan'er's appearance.

But Yanyan didn't know that in the blink of an eye, her big apprentice had already imagined a bloody love drama.

Not reconciled, she turned inside out again in the yard, but she couldn't find any leftovers.

Yanyan was completely convinced.

He didn't even spill a drop of oil, the old mouse couldn't do such a beautiful job, and no one has the ability to steal food.

The whole process of tasting went smoothly, Boss Hao made a decision immediately, he and Hao Yuanlou's new chef who is about to take over will cook a feast for thousands of people together.

Half a month later, he entered Hao's mansion to make preparations, and he was allowed to bring helpers into the mansion.

Yanyan and Bi Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when this matter was finalized.

As for the lost dishes, it can only be left alone for the time being.

The task has been done, and she is ready to complete the most important thing - planting spiritual roots.

Now all the conditions are in place and the timing is perfect.

Back in her room, Yanyan took a shower and entered the Sumeru Realm.

"Congratulations"

Canghua, who was meditating, slowly opened his purple eyes, his eyes were breezy and gentle.

Yanyan smiled slightly, and sat down opposite Canghua, and first had a cup of tea to relieve hunger.

The tea she usually drinks outside is the same as Canghua's, but she always feels that it is not as delicious as the one he cooks in Xumijing.

I don't know if her technique is not in place, or the water quality outside is a problem.

"When can I plant spiritual roots? I'm ready." Yanyan looked at Canghua expectantly.

"Are you sure?" Cang Hua asked solemnly.

The shape of his eyes was already extremely beautiful, usually looking at people like pure colored glass.Looking at it seriously at this moment, the color of his eyes is deep purple like clouds, piercing into people's hearts, as if they have washed the body and mind of the person in his eyes.

Being looked at by him like this, there is no way to hide, no way to avoid, just like she is standing in front of him naked.

Yan Yan was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and lifted the pot to refill the tea: "I thought about it earlier, is there any serious consequence?"

Canghua: "It will hurt a lot"

Yanyan: "..."

Obviously the discussion is about a particularly serious matter like a spiritual root, why does she always feel that the conversation is a bit wrong.

"Since you are ready, I can always." Canghua added.

Yanyan was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Let's get started!"

　Dear friends, guess who will eat the food?Guess the prize!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)