The shopkeeper didn't want to agree: The mother hadn't learned how to cook it, and the daughter was a step further away. Could it be that she could make it more delicious than the mother?
But Bai Xue had pitiful eyes, and the shopkeeper gritted his teeth: "Then you make one first, and I'll taste it first."
Bai Xue's eyes immediately lit up.
The waiter curled his lips without revealing anything and followed the shopkeeper's instructions to take Bai Xue to the kitchen.
Qiao Chu became curious: Could Bai Xue's craftsmanship be better than her mother's?
Not long after, Bai Xue brought up a plate of stir-fried pork. The shopkeeper took a bite and was slightly stunned: She is quite capable of the Bai family.
But I can use someone who is very capable, so why should I use someone who is only average to you?
What's more, Madam Bai's abilities are not even close to those of Chef Luo!
The noble man said that he would eat stir-fried pork at Laifenglou in half a month. If he couldn’t get the taste of Chef Luo, he would tear down the signboard of Laifenglou.
How could it be possible for Bai Xue to replace her mother now?
The shopkeeper sighed and put down his chopsticks: "Girl, you'd better ask your mother to come over as soon as she finishes her studies! If she doesn't come when the time comes, we won't want her in the restaurant."
It means dissatisfaction.
Qiao Chu couldn't help but smile.
She almost understood the cause and effect of the matter.
Bai Xue's mother was beaten on the face and left scars, so she would definitely not dare to work again.
Even if you dare to come, the shopkeeper will not dare to use it, otherwise once word spreads about Laifenglou taking in a whipped woman to be a cook, your reputation will not be preserved.
It doesn't matter that Bai Xue didn't break the law, but Bai Xue wants to take up her mother's position, but she's not capable enough!
Of course the shopkeeper doesn't want Bai Xue.
But Bai Xue didn't dare to tell the truth. After hesitating for a long time, she chose to lie: "My mother can't come...her leg is broken."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he was stunned, and then waved his hand nonchalantly: "That's okay. I'll spend a while to find an immortal cultivator to help treat her, and she'll be fine."
Bai Xue was speechless. A lie requires many lies to cover. Bai Xue could only say, "My mother doesn't want to come. That master refuses to teach her."
The shopkeeper was stunned again, but after being stunned for a moment, his face darkened and he looked at Bai Xue in front of him: "Then does your mother not want to come? Or does she have a broken leg?"
Bai Xue gritted her teeth: "My father doesn't want her to come, and she doesn't want to come either."
If the leg is broken, it will be easy to wear.
After all, the shopkeeper is the person who welcomes and delivers the goods every day. When he saw that this young girl didn't say a word of truth, he lost his patience: "Forget it, at worst, I won't sell stir-fried pork, and so will you.
Let’s go!”
Bai Xue was unwilling to give in: "Shopkeeper, my mother really can't come. If you want, just use me."
"No, no, no," the shopkeeper said, preparing to go to the counter to greet the customers.
Fortunately, it was not a peak period at this time and there were not so many customers. Otherwise, how would the shopkeeper have the time to talk nonsense with Bai Xue?
Bai Xue started to struggle.
The shopkeeper became impatient. After looking Bai Xue up and down, he said: "You are a young girl and you don't speak the truth. How can I use you?"
Bai Xue paused, speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.
The shopkeeper said again: "Don't say that your skills are not as good as your mother's. Even if your skills are better than your mother's, I don't dare to use them. Our guests who come to Fenglou are all respectable people, and the waiter and cook we hired are a little bit special."
The important thing is not to tell lies."
Bai Xue's face turned pale, and she couldn't say anything to plead for mercy. In the end, she could only leave quietly.
Qiao Chu heard it funny and nudged Chen Qingshan with his elbow: "How much have you learned from being a cook?"
Chen Qingshan said seriously: "If we talk about stir-fried pork, it will get six points."
Chen Qingshan is also a person who can treat cooking as a boxing game. His concentration makes even Chef Luo nod his head and say yes.
"Then it would be a pity if you don't become a cook!" Qiao Chu laughed.
Chen Qingshan glanced at Qiao Chu: "I just want to cook for you."
He doesn't need to cook to make a living, so why would he spend so much time working in a restaurant?!
After having dinner at Laifeng Tower, Qiao Chu thought that she might not be able to see her son at night, so she found a secluded corner and entered the Xianfu space. Together with Chen Qingshan, she tidied herself up and made it easier to move.
Stay calm and wait until dark.
When it got dark, Chen Qingshan and Qiao Chu, led by Xiao Hong, quietly climbed over the wall and entered the mansion of the mansion.
Seeing the small courtyard with withered branches and leaves in front of them, Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan were stunned for a moment: Xiaohong said that Xiaofen was in one of the rooms.
Is my son here?
Qiao Chu let Chen Qingshan enter the Immortal Mansion space, and only entered the room with Xiao Hong, who had transformed into a snake.
There was no one in the room, it was clean and hygienic, but too simple.
Judging from the layout, this small courtyard should be a certain lady's boudoir.
Judging from the furnishings, this young lady should not be taken seriously.
Under Xiaohong's guidance, Qiao Chu soon found the bell placed in the dressing table. Qiao Chu pinched the magic spell, unlocked the seal on the bell, and released the spirit-seeking mouse Xiaofen.
When Xiaofen saw Qiao Chu at first sight, she was so excited that she flew onto Qiao Chu's shoulder and squeaked aggrievedly.
Qiao Chu asked: "Why are you here? Where is Lin'er?"
Xiaofen probably understood, and her two little paws made signs, but Qiao Chu couldn't understand, and she was immediately worried and disappointed.
Xiaofen suddenly remembered something and pulled out a small paper ball from her ear.
Small paper ball?!
Qiao Chu became excited and carefully unfolded the paper ball.
As soon as he got it, Qiao Chu knew that this kind of paper was very rare: light, thin, and soft.
It looked like a small roll no bigger than a grain of rice, but when opened it turned out to be the size of a palm.
However, on the palm-sized piece of paper, there were only a few crooked words written on it: "Mom, I'm fine."
Qiao Chu burst into tears!
Lin'er!
It must have been written by Lin'er!
Qiao Chu looked at those words over and over again, holding back the excitement in her heart and asked Xiaofen: "Did Lin'er ask you to give this note to me?"
Xiaofen nodded affirmatively this time!
Lin'er!
Lin'er can write!
Although Lin'er was only over a year old when he was taken away, it has been more than three years since Lin'er left.
When a five-year-old kid delivers news to his mother, whom he has not seen for more than three years, the first thing he does is to report that he is safe and reassure his mother...
But how can a mother feel relieved?
No matter how nice you say it, the mother will worry about you day and night!
Qiao Chu started to ask: "Did you come here alone?"
Xiaofen nodded.
"Is your master okay now?"
Xiaofen nodded, not only nodded, but also gestured vigorously with her little paws: Master is so powerful now! He is under one person in the sect and over ten thousand people, and he has been pampered to the point of lawlessness!
However, Qiao Chu looked at Xiaofen's claws gesticulating wildly and was confused: "..."