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Chapter 172: What Did the Cook Do Wrong?

"Since you want to, just follow me. As long as you achieve results, I will take you to have fun and have a good time." After Tang Yuchuan said that, he saw the complicated expression on Wu Yong's face and added another explanation, "Manager Yan's craftsmanship."

This sentence seems like a guarantee, deeply rooted in people's hearts, and Wu Yong and others are instantly full of energy.

In the next period of time, I devoted myself to Cishan every day and made steel and iron.

Of course, those who are motivated, not including the chef, are getting less and less motivated.

I have been in a daze for several days and have been absent-minded in cooking. Sometimes I even drop the loofah pulp from the bowl into the meal.

However, this became encouragement from Wu Yong and others. They wished they could make irons twenty-four hours a day.

Yan Ruomeng also felt puzzled. Tang Yuchuan was so tough this time that he completely left her behind.

Another day when A San and Liangyu took Tang Yin down the mountain to travel, Yan Ruomeng decided to find out.

She also went to Cishan.

As soon as I entered the territory of Cishan, I saw shirtless men thrusting their sleeves up and thrusting irons.

Yan Ruomeng quickly recited a string of "Amitabha" in her heart. She accumulated virtue and did good deeds throughout her life, which is what she should see.

Yan Ruomeng's eyes began to linger on the shirtless men without any concealment, but most of these people were shrimp-type, just couldn't look at their faces.

Fortunately, Yan Ruomeng never gave up, and finally she found a man who was flawless in both her muscles and her face.

Unconsciously Yan Ruomeng was so anxious that she saw it. When she felt that she was about to faint, a voice behind her reminded her.

"You are General Manager Yan, why are you here in Cishan?"

Yan Ruomeng turned around and was a middle-aged man. His figure could only be described as solid. He was dressed and dressed as a chef. He also carried a shoulder pole on his shoulder. The buckets on both sides of the shoulder pole were covered with cloth. I don’t know what was placed inside.

"I'll check out everyone's work progress." Yan Ruomeng subconsciously lied.

The chef smiled contemptuously, "Little girl, don't scare me, the person you just saw is our master."

Yan Ruomeng became petrified, and there were rumbling sounds in her mind. She had been staring at Tang Yuchuan just now?

Take another look, well, the wheat-colored skin is not Tang Yuchuan.

Take another look, well, a simple smile, isn’t Tang Yuchuan?

Look at Yiyan again, huh? No, the facial features are Tang Yuchuan!

Is it still time for her to poke her eyes blind now?

The chef saw that she couldn't turn his eyes anymore and said with a smile, "If you want to see it, just look, but you have to have a party."

After the chef finished speaking, he walked past her with a shoulder pole, walked to the front of the iron rack, put down the shoulder pole and shouted loudly, "It's time to eat."

After shouting, the big men who were originally scrambling, including Tang Yuchuan, put down their work, came to the chef, and took over the big sea bowl.

The chef opened the cloth on the wooden barrel and saw a bucket of mixed grains and rice and a bucket of big stews. The chef put the spoon into the wooden barrel containing the big stew and stirred it, and a piece of rag came out along the spoon.

"I just said, the wooden barrel on the left today is heavier."

Seeing this scene, Yan Ruomeng was greatly shocked. Isn’t this pig food?

However, the group of iron smacks used to holding the sea bowl and eating it was very fragrant.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ruomeng suddenly felt that the stewed Buddha in her kitchen was no longer fragrant.

I thought the dishes I cooked these days were already making Tang Yuchuan unable to eat, but unexpectedly, people didn't care about these things and started their careers.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was petty, and Yan Ruomeng began to feel guilty.

At this time, Tang Yuchuan seemed to have noticed her, and showed a scheming smile at her position, and then patted Wu Yong.

Wu Yong ran towards her, "Yes..."

After knowing Yan Ruomeng's true identity, Wu Yong was stunned for a moment and decided to call him, "Master Yan, why are you here?"

"I'm here to see you, can you eat enough food?"

"It's ok, even you can see it. It's like a pig's food, but it can only be considered a filler." Wu Yong smiled humbly, and finished the rice in his bowl in front of Yan Ruomeng.

After a bowl of rice was finished, someone rang the bell in front of the iron rack.

Wu Yong grinned, "Hehe, General Manager Yan, we are going to start working. Your Highness said that we will shoot out the first batch of knives before the New Year, and we will have big red envelopes for the New Year."

After he said that, he laughed like a fool, and returned to the team with a bowl.

Seeing that the person in front of him started a new round of work, Yan Ruomeng once again realized his prudentity.

So she took the initiative to run to Tang Yuchuan.

Tang Yuchuan stopped his work, "Why did you come here suddenly? What happened?"

When he met Tang Yuchuan's clear eyes, Yan Ruomeng felt guilty, "No, it's just you who told Wu Yong and the others that if you can shoot a batch of knives at the end of the year, I will improve the food for all of you."

After saying this, she felt very nervous. When she met Tang Yuchuan's gaze, she could no longer say anything, so she had to turn her head and run out of this suffocating place.

Everyone spent several difficult days together, and finally, seven days before the New Year, the first batch of knives were shot out.

Everyone on Cishan burst into cheers.

Yan Ruomeng ran over there with Liang Yu, and happened to meet everyone trying the knife.

The reference object is a few different knives. Yan Ruomeng couldn't see anything, but he could vaguely distinguish some of them. Some were from ordinary markets, and some were from the palace.

Tang Yuchuan held the knife he forged in his hand and pointed it at the ordinary knife and cut it down.

With a "clang!", the knife that was tested was broken into two sections.

However, Tang Yuchuan did not stop there, and the knife he held continued to test the next one.

The result is exactly the same as before.

Everyone exhaled in their hearts.

In this way, he cut only the last knife, aiming at the test blade and slashed down.

The knife being tested did not break.

Tang Yuchuan cut another knife, and this time he was broken by the test knife.

Everyone was stunned for two seconds, and then started a carnival.

Yan Ruo dreamed of this and was happy for them, but she did not join the carnival, but just took Liangyu back to the house.

Back at the house, Yan Ruomeng plunged into the kitchen and asked Liangyu to lift all the pots out, then began to cut ribs, cut chicken, and marinate.

What Yan Ruomeng is going to make today is a dry pot of chicken and ribs.

I eat a lot of hot pot on weekdays, so I can change my taste.

Under Yan Ruomeng's command, six hanging pots were quickly seen in the house, filled with sauce-colored ribs and chicken.

Not to mention looking, just hearing it in the distance is already mouth-watering.

The chef who was burning the fire in the house next door smelled the magnificent fragrance, and two lines of turbid tears fell from his eyes.

"Why make things difficult for me, a chef from the countryside?"

Yan Ruomeng naturally didn't know what was happening next door, so she sent A San to call Wu Yong and others back.
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