Although the dishes are the most ordinary home-cooked side dishes, the guests and hosts enjoyed the whole meal.
Women, in particular, loved to listen to Yan Yan speak. She laughed as soon as Yan Yan spoke, and she kept laughing throughout the meal. Even Bi Cheng, who had a dull personality, was infected by the woman's cheerful smile, and his eyebrows relaxed a lot.
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The woman's name is Mu Juan'er, Bi Cheng's wife, and she has an eye problem.
While chatting about other things, Yan Yan suddenly turned to Bi Cheng, who had been silent, and suddenly said something completely unrelated: "Bi Cheng, do you know how your chef's little daughter died?"
Bi Cheng didn't know why and looked at her with a frown.
Yan Yan smiled: "I don't mean anything else. I just heard that the beasts in the mountains have been particularly violent recently. I was eating in your restaurant today and heard from the waiter that your chef's little daughter died suddenly, so I asked out of curiosity."
Bi Cheng shook his head: "I don't know the specifics. I just know that everything was fine the first day, but suddenly the next day everyone was gone."
After hearing this, Yan Yan ignored Bi Cheng and turned around to say to Mu Juaner: "There are always troubles in the mountains recently. Our Luwucheng is close to Zeshui, so we should be more careful. Juaner has trouble with her eyesight, so don't go out to play with the children during this period."
Son."
Mu Juaner smiled warmly: "Children never go out to play in the city. At most, they just run around on the mound next to the east city wall for a while."
The two chatted for a while, and the coarse tea in the pot was already diluted, and the tea was still full.
Yan Yan stood up and stretched his waist: "It's getting late, I'm going back. I'll be with you tomorrow." After saying that, he patted the back of Mu Juan'er's hand and walked out.
Mu Juan'er stood up holding the table and stretched out her hand in the direction of Yan Yan's footsteps: "It's so fun talking to you. Please come here often when you have time."
"Yes!" Yan Yan responded and was about to cross the threshold of the main room.
Mu Juaner turned to Bi Cheng and said, "Go and see Miss Yan off."
Bi Cheng stood motionless and didn't speak.
Yanyan stopped inside the threshold and looked back at him.
Looking into Yanyan's smiling eyes, Bi Cheng recalled what she had said in the yard before and frowned, a little impatiently: "Don't she live next door?"
Mu Juaner frowned slightly: "The journey is not far, but it's so late. Her girl's house always makes people uneasy. It won't hurt you to go there."
Bi Cheng didn't say anything else, and walked out of the main room first under Yan Yan's smiling eyes.
Yan Yan turned her head, smiled at Mu Juan'er who was standing by the table and said, "Juan'er, good night."
Mu Juaner was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand the meaning of her strange words, smiled and nodded vigorously: "Well, good night to you too!"
What a lovely little woman.
Yan Yan turned around and saw Bi Chengli waiting by the courtyard gate, his silent eyes clearly displeased and probing.
Next door is the courtyard where Yan Yan lives. He stepped into the courtyard and was about to close the courtyard door when the wooden door was blocked by a big hand that suddenly stretched out.
Yan Yan turned around and met Bi Cheng's silent and serious eyes.
"Why are you approaching Juan'er? What is your purpose?" The defensive tone was very obvious, like a beast guarding its food.
Yan Yan: "I have already told you the reason."
Bi Cheng: "Why me?"
Yanyan's face was shrouded in the thick night, dark and unclear, and her emotions were difficult to distinguish, but her tone was a little softer than the earlier one: "Because you are suitable, because I need you."
Bi Cheng: "..."
I always feel like there's something wrong with talking to this girl.
Although the man was silent, his hand was still pressed against the door panel. His body language clearly indicated that he would not give up until he understood the situation.
Yan Yan sighed: "I went to Haoyuan Building today at noon, and I also tasted the food you cooked. It tasted good, but I was a bit unlucky."
Bi Cheng: "..."
Started talking nonsense again.
This is the first time I heard that tasting a dish can reveal good or bad luck... This girl is so talkative and talkative, how should he answer her?
Seeing that Bi Cheng was even more silent, Yan Yan thought it was fun to tease this honest man.
However, this man couldn't stand jokes. Yan Yan was afraid that he would be angry, so she put away her fun and got down to business: "Your cooking tastes good, which shows that you have put in the effort. The portion is large, which shows that you are a good character. Bad luck.
What it means is that you will definitely lose in this competition to be the chef of Haoyuanlou!"
Bi Cheng raised his head suddenly: "Why?"
One word struck a chord in his life.
Yan Yan casually smoothed the broken hair on her temples, and showed that Yanyan smile: "I will tell you as soon as I become a disciple."
Bi Cheng's eyes turned cold, he turned his wrist, and the bright white cold blade of the hidden knife was pressed against Yan Yan's delicate throat: "You're kidding me!"
There was always a smile on Yan Yan's lips, and there was no hint of fear that a sharp knife might be added to her body.
He raised his green-white fingers, gently pushed the sharp blade away from his throat, and said with a stern tone: "I am not fooling you, there is no need to say anything now, tomorrow will show itself."
As he spoke, Yan Yan's eyes moved slightly downward and fell on Bi Cheng's hand holding the knife.
The bones of the man's palm are broad, and there is a thick old callus at the tiger's mouth. The thumb has been slightly deformed from holding hard objects all the time.
These hands seemed to silently express a period of hard work and endurance.
Yan Yan secretly sighed: What a pity
Bi Cheng slowly retracted the short blade, took a step back, and stood by the door. His voice returned to normal: "What did you mean by asking about the cause of death of the chef's daughter just now?"
Yan Yan: "Literally."
Bi Cheng frowned again: "Why did you mention Zeshui in particular?"
Yan Yan smiled.
This man looks rough, but he is actually very considerate.
""The Classic of Mountains and Seas·Nanshan Classic", five hundred miles to the east, is called Luwu Mountain... The water comes out of the lake, and there is a beast in the water, called Gudiao. Its shape is like a sculpture with horns, and its sound is like a baby. It is a cannibal.
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After finishing the book in silence, Yan Yan looked at Bi Cheng quietly: "You are a local, you should have heard of the Gu carving."
Bi Cheng was stunned for a moment: "That's just a rumor. No one has ever seen what the Gu Eagle looks like."
Yan Yan: "So, you are probably the luckiest of your ancestors to have the opportunity to see the true appearance of the Gu Eagle with your own eyes."
Bi Cheng looked serious: "So, you are a monster hunter?"
Yan Yan: “Chef!”
Bi Cheng: "..."
Believe it or not!
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Haoyuan Tower is the property of Mr. Haomai Hao, the richest man in Luwu City, and it is also the largest wine shop in Luwu City. Therefore, the selection of a new chef for Haoyuan Tower naturally aroused the eager attention of the people in the city.
Mr. Hao personally promised that the new chef of Haoyuan Building would be hired into the Hao Mansion and personally host the wedding banquet for a thousand people for the engagement of Mr. Hao's only daughter.
It’s fair for Mr. Hao to choose the chef. He doesn’t care about anything else but only based on word of mouth.
As a chef, reputation is naturally reflected in the frequency of orders from customers.
Bi Cheng is one of the chefs competing for the chef position, and he is quite powerful and prestigious. Therefore, Bi Cheng has always been prepared for this chef competition.
Since the beginning of the campaign, Bi Cheng has been going smoothly. Just looking at the customer feedback and the frequency of ordering his food these days, we can tell that he has a good reputation. But after listening to Yan Yan's nonsense last night, Bi Cheng has been feeling uneasy all night.
Didn't sleep well.
He suddenly felt a little inexplicably irritable, and had some inexplicable, not-so-good premonitions...