Martial Arts, Start by Picking Up Huang Rong As a Cook

After a long time, the beggar, who had eased a little, couldn't help but looked at the food on the table in horror and said.

"Are you a vegetable? Poison tastes better than this, right?"

Looking at the "You actually poisoned me" expression of the little beggar on the opposite side, Li Changan's expression was also a bit embarrassing.

In the last life, Li Changan had a dream of being a cook.

It's just that the business has been busy and has no chance.

In this life, Li Changan felt that he could try it.

It's just that Li Changan couldn't eat what he made himself two days ago.

Therefore, Li Changan just wanted to find someone to try the dishes he made, and then give him a positive affirmation, so that Li Changan could have the confidence to continue on this culinary path.

And the beggars in front of them are all involved in stealing vegetables.

In Li Changan's view, he will definitely not be picky eaters.

Clearly the best person to inspire himself.

But now, even the beggar can't bear what he made.

This is heartbreaking, old man.

After expressing his sincere disgust and contempt for these dishes made by Li Changan, Qi'er stood up.

"You wait here, let you see what is eaten."

After finishing speaking, under Li Changan's gaze, Qi'er angrily walked to the kitchen.

Roll up your sleeves while walking.

And Li Changan keenly noticed the arm under the beggar's sleeve.

Pretty delicate.

And half an hour later, a burst of aroma began to spread from the kitchen.

And it spread to Li Changan's side.

"Ok?"

Smelling the rich aroma of the food, Li Changan also looked surprised.

After half an hour, I looked at the soft and glutinous rice in front of me, as well as the three dishes and one soup on the table.

Li Changan picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

Seeing Li Changan's actions, Qi'er, who was sitting opposite, raised his head proudly.

"See? This is what people eat. What you just did is no longer a vegetable. It's just poison."

However, Li Changan didn't seem to hear Qi'er's words.

One chopstick in his hand, one chopstick followed by another, is sent to the mouth.

In the last life, Li Changan ate a lot of delicious food.

But even the dishes in the previous life were much inferior to those made by this little beggar.

This is not scientific!

After all, there were so many seasonings in the previous life.

Although it is basically said that there are now.

But the taste should not be better than the previous life.

Why is the food made by this beggar so delicious?

Seeing that Li Changan was eating so fast, the beggar on the opposite side couldn't care less.

He quickly picked up the chopsticks and scrambled for food with Li Changan.

After all the food in the dishes in front of him had been swept away, Li Changan, contented, patted his stomach.

Then he took a deep look at the beggar who was also obviously eating too much in front of him.

After pondering for a few seconds, Li Changan suddenly cleared the tableware and chopsticks on the table.

Then he went into his room without saying a word.

When he came out, Li Changan already had more paper, ink, pen and inkstone in his hand.

"Give me your hand!"

After sitting down, Li Changan said.

After Qier stretched out his hand blankly, Li Changan grabbed Qier's hand.

"Huh? It's quite soft, why isn't it rough at all?"

Holding the beggar's hand, Li Changan felt that the beggar's hand did not have the roughness of the hands of the poor as he intended.

On the contrary, there is a kind of soft and boneless feeling.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that Li Changan suddenly grabbed his hand, Qi'er subconsciously dodged and pulled out his hand and clenched his small hand again into a fist.

"do not move!"

After speaking, Li Changan picked up Qi'er's hand again, and then put Qi'er's hand on the cinnabar-grinding box and dipped some wet cinnabar ink on it.

Then he took Qi'er's hand and pressed it on the lower right corner of the two pure white rice papers.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Facing Li Changan's actions, Qi'er looked puzzled.

In this regard, Li Changan smiled lightly and said, "You'll know when you look at it!"

After replying, Li Changan began to study ink.

After more than ten breaths, Li Changan began to write on the white rice paper.

"By the way, what's your name?"

The beggar replied: "Huang Rong".

"Huang Rong? A thriving Rong?"

Hearing this, the beggar next to him said angrily, "It's Rong of Furong."

Li Changan laughed dumbly and said, "That's right, the girl's family should be this Rong!"

After speaking, Li Changan suddenly thought of a person whose name was also Huang Rong.

And it's also a good meal.

However, that Huang Rong was supposed to be in the Song Dynasty, but he was in the Ming Dynasty.

"It must be a coincidence!"

After thinking for a while, Li Changan continued to write on the paper.

After a while, dozens of boys appeared on the white rice paper.

After writing these, Li Changan also put his own handprint on the two written papers.

Then, one of them was placed in front of Huang Rong.

"Okay, two copies, one for each person!"

After speaking, Li Changan also touched Huang Rong's head with a messy hat.

"It's up to you in the future!"

Huang Rong: "??????"

Facing what Li Changan said, Huang Rong looked at a loss.

Then he picked up the rice paper in front of him.

"The contract, I am Huang Rong, I would like to be the cook of Li Changan in the Li family. As a reward, Li Changan will provide Huang Rong with accommodation and one or two silver coins per month."

"If you have a late night snack, you will be considered overtime, and you will be paid ten cents each time for overtime."

"In addition, you need to give a day's notice to ask for leave, and if you leave, you need to give three months' notice."

"Violators need to pay one million taels of gold to the employer as spiritual compensation."

Huang Rong: "??????"

Looking at the words above and the handprints she and Li Changan pressed, Huang Rong's eyes widened.

The brain was stunned for a while.

At this moment, Huang Rong suddenly understood why Li Changan asked her to put her fingerprints on her just now.

"I'll sell myself for a coin or two?"

For a moment, staring at the contract in her hand, Huang Rong fell into a deep daze.

After a few breaths, Huang Rong was stunned when her eyes were fixed on the fine at the back.

Chapter [-] Laziness Makes Me Happy

"Are you crazy! A fine of one million taels of gold?"

The salary is only one tael a month, but the fine is one million taels of gold.

How many times is this difference?

Li Changan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what the fine is. As long as you don't leave, it doesn't matter what the fine is."

As he said that, Li Changan folded the contract and put it in his pocket.

Therefore, good-looking boys are not too bad luck.

I just went out to buy a dish, but I didn't expect to be able to pick up a top chef and come back.

The food in the future is gone!

Thinking about it, the more Li Changan looked at the opposite Huang Rong, the more pleasing he felt.

The dark face that was so dark before is now shining brightly.