Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 946 She is in danger "Okay, let's start the pot." Feng Yulin put the lid on the pot and clapped his hands.

"Okay, Master Feng, I'll go get a crock first." After speaking, Chef Li turned and walked towards the cabinet behind.

Feng Yulin watched Chef Li walk away, quickly took out the brown vial from his sleeve, sprinkled the white powder inside into the pot in a flash, quickly put the lid on the pot, and put the vial in his pocket middle.

"Master Feng, I'm here." After Chef Li came over, he took down the pot skillfully, and then slowly poured the hangover soup into the earthen pot, no more, no less, exactly one pot, this is Chef Li With the technology of controlling water, there will never be a situation where too much or too little water is put in.

However, when pouring the soup, the careful Chef Li suddenly found that there seemed to be a little bit of flour-like substance on the edge of the pot, which made him a little puzzled, remembering that he did not get such a substance.

After finishing it, Feng Yulin said: "Master Li, add an extra small bowl, I want to taste this too."

Chef Li nodded, and after placing a spoon in the crock, he paired a pair of small bowls.

"Master Feng, where do you want to send it, I will send it for you." Chef Li smiled.

"Oh, just send it to the hall, don't let it get cold, hurry up." Feng Yulin left first after speaking.

"Yes, Master Feng." Chef Li said respectfully.

After Feng Yulin left, Chef Li curiously sniffed the hangover soup, but still couldn't find any clues, but what happened before and after was very puzzling.

"Xiao Tang, send the soup to the hall, hurry up, Master Feng is in a hurry." Chef Li shouted to a guy who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

"Dele."

After Xiao Tang left, Chef Li took out a small piece of white paper, gently swept off a little bit of white powder on the side of the pot, and then slowly folded it. He felt that this thing would definitely tell him an answer.

It’s not that Chef Li is busy, and it’s not that Chef Li is full of food. As the leader of the kitchen, he is in charge of the food safety of hundreds of people in Helingmen, so there can’t be any mistakes, although The soup just now was ordered by the head of Feng, but if something happened, he, the kitchen leader, couldn't get rid of the responsibility.

After a while, this hangover soup was presented to the table in the hall. At this moment, Feng Yulin had already sat on the chair, looking at the pot of hangover soup in front of him, Feng Yulin closed his eyes slightly, and he wanted to implement his planned.

Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, Feng Xiaoyu slowly walked into the living room. She walked slowly and gracefully, exuding her own calmness and nobility.

"Father, you called me?" Feng Xiaoyu said to Feng Yulin after walking to the living room.

"Hehe, Xiaoyu is here, sit down quickly." Feng Yulin's expression was calm, the smile still lingered on his face, and he didn't show his inner emotions. It seems that he really had planned for a long time, so that he arrived The state of being calm.

"En." Feng Xiaoyu sat down slowly, and at the same time, she also noticed an earth-colored earthen jar on the table.

"Huh? What is this?" Feng Xiaoyu asked curiously, but she didn't run over to lift the lid to smell it like other girls did, and even took the initiative to taste it.

"Oh, I almost forgot, this is a hangover soup made for Mr. Li, just in time for you to deliver it to him." Feng Yulin stood up and said slowly.

"Well, father." Feng Xiaoyu said and was about to start tidying up.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, I'm old, and I don't know the taste of things. You can taste the taste of this soup. I'm afraid Mr. Li won't like it." Scooped out half a bowl and handed it to Feng Xiaoyu.

Feng Xiaoyu didn't suspect anything, she knew about hangover soup, it wasn't very tasty, after all, it contained Chinese herbal medicine, so it couldn't be delicious, so seeing her father let her taste it, Feng Xiaoyu's first reaction was that her father was afraid of the taste of hangover soup Not good enough, Li Miao didn't like it.

Therefore, Feng Xiaoyu picked up Wanlai without hesitation and took a sip.

It seems that my father knows me best. If he really wants to harm you, you will not be able to escape no matter what.

"Father, this taste seems to be different from the previous ones." After Feng Xiaoyu took a sip, he stopped drinking.

"Oh, hehe, it's definitely not the same. The previous recipe was too bad, and Mr. Li would definitely not like it. If you taste it again, does it have a faint fragrance?" Feng Yulin laughed.

Feng Xiaoyu drank the remaining half bowl thoughtfully, but she didn't mind, because she knew that hangover soup was some health-care medicinal materials, which would not be harmful to the body, even if it was drunk normally, there would be no side effects , but it will make people feel refreshed.

After drinking, Feng Xiaoyu said slowly: "Well, it tastes more refreshing, is it your new recipe?"

"Hehe, that's right. It's a small trick. I just replaced the slightly bitter herbs with herbs like licorice. I hope the effect of sobering up won't be too bad." Feng Yulin laughed.

"En." Feng Xiaoyu nodded.

"Xiao Yu, send it to Mr. Li quickly, it will be bad if it gets cold." Feng Yulin packed up the earthen pot in front of him, and handed the tray to Feng Xiaoyu.

"Okay, father." Feng Xiaoyu slowly walked out of the living room with the hangover soup.

Looking at her back, Feng Yulin let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered to himself, "Xiao Yu, I hope you don't blame my father."

All the servants around Li Miao's wing disappeared, and even the people who cleaned the courtyard were dismissed by Feng Yulin, because Feng Yulin told the servants not to affect Mr. Li's rest, and all of this was just Feng Yulin's fault. scheming.

It was almost evening, and there was a deathly silence in Li Miao's villa.

If Zuo Yao didn't talk to Zuo Kuang, then Zuo Kuang wouldn't make a sound even if he was suffocated to death. He was highly focused and kept looking through the gaps in the windows to look at everything around him.

"I said Zuo Kuang Xiangzhu, you should take a break, otherwise you will be so tired, you will suffer a lot if you start a fight." Zuo Yao brazenly ran to the refrigerator again, and took out a lot of food and drinks .

Zuo Kuang glanced at him, but said nothing, his nerves were very tense, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes. Today is the best time for him to take revenge, and he can't be like Zuo Yao, as if he is on vacation.

Zuo Yao glanced at Zuo Kuang, raised his orchid fingers to pick up a piece of snack, chewed it a few times, and then spat it out with a frown.

"Bah, bah, it's harder than a rock, don't eat it, don't eat it." Zuo Yao got angry after eating other people's food, wiped the corner of his mouth with the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, and then threw it on the tea table viciously , leaning against the back of the sofa like a water snake.

It turned out that what this guy ate just now was a small sandwich cake, such a soft thing, Zuo Yao thought it hard, it seems that he is really more delicate than a woman.