Chapter 221 Miss Eater 06
The master squinted his eyes at Jing Lan while saying this.

It meant something, but Jing Lan remained unmoved, guarding her clear soup pot.

After finding it boring, the master stopped.

It seemed to be for a group arena match with Jing Lan.

The master chef also chooses to cook fish.

It's just that he chose turbot.

This fish is easy to say, but not easy to say, but also a little difficult.

If you don't pay attention, the steamed fish will become hard when it is old.

Of course, the master will not make this mistake, he has controlled every detail to the extreme.

The last and most important thing is to pour oil, and he also does it himself.

And they use their own sauce.

Stirred by the hot oil, the fish immediately became fragrant.

"Master, this fish is too fragrant. The taste of the three shreds not only does not overwhelm the taste of the fish, but actually brings out the freshness of the fish."

"Wow, the gentlemen of this fish must like to eat it. When did they not eat all the fish from the master before?"

"Okay, okay, stop joking." The master was proud, but he didn't show it on his face, but gave Jing Lan a proud look.

Jing Lan still ignored the other party.

The master said: "Some people just rely on their youth and don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"That's right, I don't even look at my body shape! We cooks are physically demanding! If you are so fat, you may not even be able to lift the pot."

"I don't know where I got the confidence to be so proud? When the time comes to eat, tell the gentlemen, so that if you come in through the back door, you will think you are so powerful."

They said something to each other, but Jing Lan still didn't respond.

This made them feel that they seemed special and aggressive, so they stopped talking.

Just after each of them finished their last meal, the butler came to them to deliver the meal.

When the housekeeper came down and saw both parties in separate groups, he remained silent.

Anyway, he is serving the master, what the master needs most is a delicious bite, it doesn't matter who makes it.The most indispensable thing is money, and the problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

For the master who has been here for almost eight years, if there is a breakthrough, it is probably a good thing.

The owner's family has eaten less and less food recently, so the dishes made by the master are not delicious, but the original taste is still the same.

But that's it, I'm tired of eating.

And the master chefs have been here for so long because the hosts like to eat their dishes, so they have not made any progress.

It even started to feel a little perfunctory.

The master's salary is [-] yuan a month, and his apprentices also earn [-] to [-] yuan a month.

You also need to buy vegetables, buy the tools needed by the chefs, etc.
This is a considerable expense every month.

At this time, Jing Lan was let in, and the butler was happy to see it succeed.

When the time comes, remind the host who is the master and they will do it well.

The butler thought as he pushed the cart.

When the time comes, eat more Jing Lan's dishes.Give the masters a little pressure.

Thinking of this, the butler didn't think that Jing Lan's dishes would be so delicious.

Jing Lan's body shape, age, and even her hands betrayed her.

She looked more like a middle-class, average person who cooks occasionally.

By the way, she is even a fat person, will she be able to move the pot by then?
The butler, who hadn't seen Jing Lan lift a big iron pot up, thought he had made a perfect arrangement, knocked on the door and opened it to go in.

A boy wearing a rabbit hat saw the butler and called out, "Uncle Butler."

"Little master." The butler responded, and he put the food on the table separately.

From the point of view of quantity, the master's is undoubtedly superior.

But the choy sum made by the master has turned yellow after being stewed at this time.

And Jing Lan's mixed cabbage heart is as tender as if it just came out of the pot.

The butler was admiring in his heart, thinking that Jing Lan's dish was still a success.

After putting all the dishes on the table, Jing Lan's dishes seemed to be inferior to the master chef's exquisite presentation.

But in terms of color and luster, Jing Lan's is more beautiful than the master's.

"Why are there so many dishes today?" Mrs. Jiang sat down and asked.

The butler explained: "Today a chef brought by the young master came. It is rare for the master chefs to be excited."

"Ah, it's Jing Lan." Mrs. Jiang nodded, "It's good that she comes. We all like to eat the dishes she cooks. Let her cook one or two dishes a day."

Mrs. Jiang said hesitantly, "Don't tire her out. Ouch, she has such a figure."

"I think her figure is quite cute. It saves trouble." The butler answered.

Mrs. Jiang was thoughtful, "That's right. Let's ask them to eat. The food is already served."

"Okay." The butler replied.

Except for Big Brother Jiang who was still busy and hadn't come back, all the Jiang family members were seated.

Once seated, everyone took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good."

"The master is very good today, isn't he? He cooked so many meals."

"And it's very fragrant. The master chef is good at craftsmanship."

"Where is this made by a master." Mr. Jiang and You Rongyan said, "This is made by a master I invited. Originally, he only cooks two dishes. Didn't he just come here for you to taste?"

"Here we hired another master?" Mrs. Jiang asked strangely.

"Hmm." Mrs. Jiang let out a sound from her nose, and looked at Mr. Jiang: "Isn't it your father?"

"What happened to our father?" Mrs. Jiang was puzzled.

"That's right, what's wrong with our master?" the little rabbit asked at the same time.

"Your father said that the dishes made by the master chef at home are not delicious, so he likes to eat the dishes made by this chef." Mrs. Jiang said while eating with vegetables.

"Here, you ate all of this meat dish?" Old man Jiang was dissatisfied, "Didn't that mean that my son ordered it for me?"

"What's wrong with your order? I didn't give birth to my son? Can you make it by yourself?" Mrs. Jiang was not happy.

"." Old Man Jiang, "You should save some for me!"

"What's more, the fish cooked by the master is also delicious." Mrs. Jiang said puzzledly: "Aren't they all the same? The dishes of the master must be better, right?"

Jiang Quan smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, please eat more."

Mrs. Jiang: ".?"

When the plate was taken to the back kitchen, the complacency on the master's face disappeared.

He stared at more than half of their dishes left, and then glanced at Jing Lan who was making a bowl of stew, as if he didn't care at all, and he seemed to know the result a long time ago.

The master couldn't take it out on Jing Lan even if he was angry, so he said angrily: "What are you looking at? Work!"

Apprentices, you look at me, I look at you, and went to do their own things.

It's just that he also took a high look at Jing Lan, this person is not without much skill.

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One more.Oh my dear God!It turned out that I was on the original list~

Is that where you beautiful fairies met me?Oh my god, it was so touching.

(End of this chapter)

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