National Goddess: The First Spirit Chef in History

Chapter 130

Wen Qiao didn't care what was the reason why Mo Shaojun always did things that people misunderstood. He was just an excuse if he was used to something. If he didn't change his temperament, he might attract more mad bees and butterflies in the future.

When he meets straight love in the future, he will suffer.

Tsk tut shaking his head, Wen Qiao finally satisfied his curiosity, put Mr. Cat on the stool by the window, and began to tidy up his beloved kitchen. By the way, he flipped through all the secret recipes of gourmet food that he got from the inheritance, and talked about it on paper. The most important thing is that the craftsmanship in the kitchen itself is tempered, not just satisfied with the status quo.

Master Cat wants to help, but Naihe is not the kind of kitchen material, and it is not as fast as Wen Qiao alone when the two get along together. Seeing that the business is going to open the day after tomorrow, Wen Qiao strictly forbids him to enter the kitchen again, so he can only grow old. Honestly stay by the window lattice to bask in the sun.

It's just that this kind of leisurely time didn't take long, and Master Mao was scratched by the smell wafting from the kitchen. After walking around the irritable shop twice, he finally couldn't resist the temptation and was ready to go to the kitchen. Grab something to eat.

However, at this moment, Bai Ying's eldest brother, Bai Chen and Tao Yue, who were carrying gifts, came to the door suddenly.

Because Wen Qiao's small building has not yet opened, the door of the lobby of the small building was ajar. The two of them were not sure if there was anyone inside, so they knocked on the door outside and shouted:
"Is anyone home?"

I just didn't want to, with this knock, I knocked open the half-hidden door, and then, ignoring the surprise, my stomach growled because of the oncoming smell.

"smell good……"

"Could it be that Jojo is cooking?"

"Is this the wrong time? There are still three or four hours before noon."

"Ah, look, what a fat cat..."

"This is Miss Wen's fat orange, called Master Cat."

"Is this cat despising us? Why did I just look at it and just rolled its eyes at me?"

"Eldest brother... an illusion?"

Smelling the smell of food, the two brothers and sisters tried their best to divert their attention, but the host didn't show up, and they couldn't just go to the small building so hastily, so they both stood at the door and stared at Master Cat by the window. Those who have met the cat master have even been given a few paws by this guy. His feelings towards the cat master are mediocre, and his mentality is already good if he doesn't hold grudges. favorite.

Master Mao didn't want to be looked at like a rare thing. Although he didn't like to see these two people come uninvited, they all came. In the end, he jumped into the kitchen with a few angry jumps, and he was busy honing his cooking skills. Wen Qiao from Art was pulled out.

Wen Qiao had actually heard the sound earlier, but the food in her hand was just at a critical time, and if she let go of it, it might be ruined, so she delayed the meeting, and she would come out with Master Cat, never expected It was Tao Yue and a strange young man who came.

This is a rare visitor...

Acquaintances and strangers, Wen Qiao naturally picked up acquaintances to greet first, so he pulled out the stool under the Eight Immortals table to greet.

"Tao Yue, you are here, sit down, sit down quickly."

Unexpectedly, the young man with glasses next to him said with a smile on his face, "Qiao Qiao, do you still remember who I am?"

Such a familiar tone made Wen Qiao startled, and then she looked at the young man carefully. Not to mention, this face was inexplicably familiar to her, until the other party took off her eyes, revealing a pair of eyes similar to Bai Ying's. , Wen Qiao had a flash of inspiration, clapped his hands and said, "You are Brother Baichen Bai!"

"Good girl, you still remember me."

Although Bai Chen wears a pair of eyes and does some kind of research work, he must have come from the ancient Wu Bai family. The kung fu passed down by this family has never been lost, and his skills are not inferior to his father's. Well, there are a lot of muscles in the whole body, and he looks gentle, but when this person opens his mouth, he immediately reveals his secrets, which is extremely inconsistent with his external image, and his temper and personality are naturally more inclined. Martial arts man is kind of hearty and generous, and likes to be straightforward like Baiying.

(End of this chapter)