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Chapter 53 A Birthday Cake for the Queen Mother

Yang Yihang's eyes turned cold, and his voice was cold: "Student Wan, don't you understand the reason why you have to knock on the door first when you come to someone's house?"

What's the point of running in with a chef?
Wan Ziyang glanced at Mr. Li, "I followed Mr. Li."

The chef Wu Anguo at the side stared at Yang Yihang with some contempt: "You are the only one who can cook?"

Yang Yihang said lightly: "It's okay."

What a fart, he can't cook at all!

Old Li excitedly said: "Yihang, when are you going to make some bean sprouts again? Grandpa Li has been thinking about your bean sprouts all day, so he didn't eat much for dinner tonight."

Wu Anguo's face is turning green, is there any mistake!
He was ordered to cook for this old man, but he was spit out in the end. He actually wanted to eat the food made by a kid?

Wu Anguo sized up Yang Yihang secretly, staring at Yang Yihang's hand carefully.

Those hands were very clean, except for a little callus on the index finger from holding the pen.

If you are a chef who has practiced cooking all the year round, don't even think that he doesn't have any calluses on his hands!
This kid is probably the kind of person who doesn't even cook at home.

Wu Anguo's eyesight is still very good, and Yang Yihang really doesn't know how to cook.

Yang Yihang said to the impatient Old Li: "Old Li, my bean sprouts haven't come out yet." So... don't worry about it, okay?
Li Mo heard, "When will it be released? Grandpa, I'm very hungry now."

Yang Yihang looked at Mr. Li's eager look, like a child wanting to eat snacks.

Yang Yihang thought for a while: "Probably tomorrow."

Mr. Li nodded like a pounding garlic: "Then I will come tomorrow, and I will come to eat tomorrow!"

Wu Anguo's face was completely darkened. He is a chef, at least he can be regarded as the number one figure in the chef circle in T City, but he is compared to a half-sized kid who has never learned how to cook?

Wu Anguo let out a cold snort from his nose: "Then little brother, when you do it every day, I also come to observe it?"

Wan Ziyang rolled his eyes, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Li, my Chef Wu is also well-known in T City. Since classmate Yang is so good at cooking, why don't we let Chef Wu help classmate Yang tomorrow?" ?”

Yang Yihang's expression changed.

I go……

Wan Ziyang wants to punish him so much?
Said to help him, when the time comes to be compared to a "hands-on" culinary skills?

Mr. Li is now thinking about Yang Yihang's bean sprout soup, and nodded abruptly: "Okay, good."

That bean sprout soup, no one can make it as delicious as Yang Yihang's!
No problem.

Wan Ziyang saw that Mr. Li agreed without thinking, his cheeks froze slightly, and then he returned to his usual gentle face.

Yang Yihang, you are waiting to die tomorrow!

Yang Yihang sent Mr. Li and the others out of the villa.

Mr. Li was thinking that he could eat bean sprout soup tomorrow, so he was quite excited.

Wan Ziyang looked at Mr. Li in front of him, and walked a little slower with Wu Anguo. Wan Ziyang lowered his voice, "Tomorrow, you will also make a bean sprout soup. If Mr. Li still thinks that Yang Yihang did a good job, you can..."

Wu Anguo sneered, and said confidently: "Master Wan doesn't need to say more, I will resign myself!"

At first, Wu Anguo thought he was really a national chef, but when he saw Yang Yihang just now...

Wu Anguo has already imagined the boy's face tomorrow, and how Li Lao salivated at the bean sprout soup he made...

Wan Ziyang was very satisfied, and stretched out his hand to pat Wu Anguo's shoulder: "Then Chef Wu, do a good job tomorrow. My parents want to build a good relationship with Mr. Li. Tomorrow it depends on how you 'help' Yang Yihang. "

Wan Ziyang and Wu Anguo looked at each other, and they both let out a smirk at the same time...

Yang Yihang is really a bit worried in his own home. He can use the bean sprouts from the water of the Tianhe River to make Mr. Li salivate, but his cooking skills...

Yang Yihang himself was too embarrassed to say it.

Sometimes he can't even cook the food properly.

There is no way now, let's ferment the bean sprouts first.

Yang Yihang nodded, went to the kitchen, made some Tianhe water to soak the mung beans, and waited for tomorrow to make them.

Yang Yihang saw that the river used a lot of water that day, and he had to plant seeds in the future, and it seemed that he had to ask the broom star to bring back a few more buckets of water.

The next day, the sun had already fallen on his big bed.

Yang Yihang just woke up.

Yang Yihang hurriedly went downstairs to check his bean sprouts. They were almost ready, and they should be ready in an hour or two.

If you eat bean sprouts that have not grown well, you will have diarrhea.

Yang Yihang sat at the dining table and drank a glass of milk, the phone on the table vibrated suddenly, "Didi——"

Yang Yihang immediately picked up his phone and clicked into the Weidian.

Seeing the customer's name, Yang Yihang almost laughed madly.

It's true that someone handed him a pillow as soon as he dozed off!
God of Cookery!

The God of Cookery has been very anxious recently, and he is about to go to the peach banquet for the Queen Mother's birthday soon.

Every flat peach feast is hosted by him, but it is to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday.

All the immortal families will go there, and they will all bring congratulatory gifts.

He, a little food god, naturally wanted to give it away, and what he could give away was only some food.

But for so many years, he has played tricks all over the place, what is he doing this time?

A few days ago, I heard that Nezha was obsessed with a kind of food called "instant noodles", and even came to him to ask if he would make it?

The God of Cookery had never heard of "instant noodles", so he was immediately dumbfounded.

Nezha was very disappointed, saying that it was a kind of food that he wanted to eat again after eating it, it was extremely delicious!

The God of Cookery thought about it, and after asking the address, he came to the end of the sky.

I thought that there would be no one at such a desolate end, but a shop was built there.

God of Cookery: Excuse me, do you have... instant noodles?
Yang Yihang is surprised, these gods love instant noodles, right?
Xuan Tian: May I ask, why do you all love instant noodles?
God of Cookery: Xiaoxian wants to use this instant noodles to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday!

Xuan Tian: ...

Instant noodles...to congratulate the Queen Mother on her birthday...

Are you any more weird?

God of Cookery:? ? ?Do fellow Taoists have instant noodles?
The corner of Yang Yihang's mouth twitched: Yes, there are, but are you sure you want to use this kind of instant noodles to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday?Is it disrespectful?
When the God of Cookery heard it, he thought it was the same.

Although Nezha has been a god for many years, he is just a child at heart.

Is it really disrespectful to give the Queen Mother something that children like to eat to celebrate her birthday?

In an instant, the God of Cookery burst into tears: What should Xiaoxian do?Xiaoxian really couldn't think of what gift to give to the Queen Mother to celebrate her birthday.It's over, it's over...

It's not the first fairy to say that his cooking is not delicious and he's tired of eating it.

That little brat Nezha has a mean mouth and said it countless times.

The rest of the great immortals were bored with his dishes.

Yang Yihang was stunned, the God of Cookery actually cried!

Xuan Tian: I have an idea, it is very suitable to send the Queen Mother.

The God of Cookery's tears disappeared in an instant: "Okay, okay, can you show Xiaoxian first?"

The God of Cookery naturally has to eat it himself before he dares to make it for the Queen Mother.

Yang Yihang took a look at the wechat store, and there was an extra order, which showed that the delivery was on behalf of the recipient, and the addressee was God of Cookery.

Yang Yihang snapped his fingers and ran outside immediately.

Xuan Tian: God of Cookery wait a moment, I will go get it right away.

A bicycle was placed for him in the villa, and Yang Yihang rushed out on the bicycle.

It happened that Wan Ziyang and Wu Anguo came out from home and were going to find Yang Yihang.

As soon as he went out, he saw Yang Yihang's wind-like back.

Fleeing in despair?
Wan Ziyang laughed until tears came out: "Chef Wu, I'm watching yours today!"

Wu Anguo looked at Yang Yihang's back, smiled contemptuously, and his voice was full of confidence: "Don't worry, I will give Yang Yihang a good hand."

Wan Ziyang and Wu Anguo looked at each other, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Yang Yihang rode his bike to the nearest cake shop, bought a freshly made cake, and sent it directly to the God of Cookery.

The God of Cookery just waited for a while before receiving the food.

The God of Cookery looked at the square box on the table: This... what is this?
Xuan Tian: This is a birthday... a birthday cake!When it gets dark, candles are lit, and the immortals sing a birthday song to the Queen Mother, congratulating the Queen Mother on her birthday!
The God of Cookery's eyes lit up, this idea... seems very good.

The gift he gave was naturally not as good as the gifts given by the other great immortals, but the novelty of this gift should be better than all of them...

The God of Cookery stared at the cake, and suddenly felt that the future was bright.

System prompt: The order of the God of Cookery has been completed, and the chef's charm*1 has been obtained, which is now stored in the Weidian warehouse.

Hahahaha.

(End of this chapter)