Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 145 Chef Baba
"Vernon, come here with a few others, those who are not involved, get out."

Dave, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke. He waved his dry hands that looked like chicken claws, dismissed the servants, called in his children, and when he saw Liu Yonglu following the servants out, he added:
"Ricky, come here too."

Four Mesozoic people, plus an outsider like Liu Yonglu, gathered around the old man.

"The inheritance..."

Liu Yonglu's heart skipped a beat. Great! We're going to get points right after the performance? Our performance of a filial son and a virtuous grandson is indeed good. If I were an old man, I would also be able to do it!
The other four people's eyes widened and they waited for the old man to announce.

"After two weeks, it will be settled, and you will know it then."

Ah? We have to wait another two weeks! Liu Yonglu frowned and realized that things were not that simple. This old man was up to something.

According to his rich experience in mediating family conflicts, this way of handling things is the stupidest, but many uncles and aunts in the community still like to do it this way.

The longer you delay, the more intensified the family conflicts will become. The more you dare not speak up, the more greed will grow in the hearts of these people.

If the elderly can cut the Gordian knot and make things clear first, the children who did not get any advantage will certainly feel resentful, but this resentment will go away quickly. If the distribution is too unfair, they should say it out loud and clearly on the spot. If they suffer a small loss, the children may go home and drink a few glasses of wine to pour out their grievances, and then they will be able to digest it themselves.

But delaying it will only lead to bigger troubles, and many cases end up in court.

Is this old man really confused or just pretending to be confused? Liu Yonglu squinted his eyes and looked at the old man.

But things have come to this, and he has no other choice. Since he is dragging it on, he will just stick with him to the end. Fortunately, I have shown the right attitude today, and these four people around me should not bear a grudge against me. I will just watch them fight among themselves first!
Liu Yonglu's ability to analyze the household affairs of the Goupi Stove is really not exaggerated. He can weigh the pros and cons clearly in just two or three thoughts.

The four of them clearly showed a trace of impatience on their faces, especially Vernon, whose face turned red. His business needed money urgently, and every day he spent here would mean another day of loss.

So he snorted and turned to go out, probably to discuss ideas with a lawyer.

The two daughters also followed their eldest brother and disappeared into the bedroom. Only the second son, Rojo, looked at the pocket watch in his clothes thoughtfully, as if he had some association with his father's decision to delay for two weeks.

Liu Yonglu thanked him for his hard work and left the room. Since he couldn't be in a hurry, he really wasn't in a hurry. Liu Yonglu felt sleepy and hungry all the way. It might not be accurate to say that he was hungry, as he had eaten a lot on the way. But the food in the car was cold after all, which didn't satisfy his appetite. Now that he was back at the host's house, he had to satisfy his appetite first.

He asked a few servants and went down to the restaurant on the first floor.

A large estate like a monastery is equipped with a full range of servants, including those responsible for raising horses and washing clothes, and naturally there is a chef in charge of the kitchen.

Liu Yonglu sat down in the restaurant and called the servant over, asking the kitchen staff to pick out three or four of their signature dishes and serve them to him first so that he could taste them.

While waiting for the food, he discovered something wrong. All the servants he met along the way did not seem to be from Mosesad. The locals of Mosesad are generally fair-skinned, with pockmarks on their faces and occasionally orange-red roots in their hair. The key point is that the men are prone to baldness.

But the servants in the monastery had dark brown skin, the women had relatively large eyes that looked a bit exotic, and the men had thick beards, not only on their chins but also on their faces, forming a continuous piece.

Are they all migrant workers? Did a village agree to develop the service industry in the monastery?

While Liu Yonglu was thinking about it, the dishes arrived. The first dish was a fried egg in a baking dish sprinkled with spicy seasoning. The second dish was a small bowl of bean paste. I don't know what kind of beans it was made of, but it looked very appetizing. The third dish was interesting. The tableware was a small cone-shaped pot. When you opened the small chimney on top, you found a pot of braised lamb.

Liu Yonglu swallowed his saliva, quickly picked up the staple food and started to eat it.

Not to mention, the dish not only looks interesting but also tastes good. Liu Yonglu must have been very hungry and he finished it in no time.

After finishing his meal, he called the servant while picking his teeth.

"Call the chef from your kitchen so I can talk to him."

Liu Yonglu really loves food, and he also wants to enjoy the style of a young master of the manor. Anyway, it’s not time for dinner yet, so there’s nothing to worry about chatting with others by himself.

Not long after, a fat man came out from the back of the kitchen. He weighed more than 250 pounds, but he had a big frame and was nearly 1.9 meters tall. His shoulders were very broad, so although he had a lot of flesh on his body, he did not look bloated.

"Dude, you cooked the dish well, you're really good!" Liu Yonglu gave him a thumbs up to praise him. The man felt embarrassed and scratched his short beard:

"As long as Master Ricky likes it, I'm afraid you won't be used to this dish. But since you said you want to eat my specialty, I must cook what I am best at."

"Do you know me?" Liu Yonglu pointed at his nose.

"Yes, I know him. Didn't your driver kill two of Crowber's mongrel dogs this morning? And you helped to stop the fight on the third floor just now."

Although Liu Yonglu failed to conquer old man Duff during his mediation, he did leave a good impression on the servants in the monastery. Normally, those four servants had a very bad attitude towards the servants, beating or scolding them and not treating them as human beings. It was rare for a young master to come back and be so approachable, so the servants all liked him very much.

"You're not Moses Sadeh's cup of tea, right?"

Liu Yonglu used a fork to scrape the seasoning at the bottom of the bowl.

"No, this is our family's recipe. My grandfather and my father are both cooks."

"Oh? So your father is also a cook in the monastery?"

"Yes, not only my father, but also my grandfather and my grandfather's father were cooks in the monastery."

This thing is hereditary, Liu Yonglu muttered to himself, and then asked:
"Is your father still cooking in the kitchen? When can I try his cooking?"

The fat man opposite him looked gloomy: "My father passed away. I don't know what strange disease we have contracted, and our life span is short."

As the fat man spoke, he pointed at the other servants in the restaurant.

All short-lived? How could such a coincidence happen! Liu Yonglu became suspicious and talked to the fat man for more than two hours. It was not until lunchtime that the fat man returned to the kitchen to work.

"What's your name?" Liu Yonglu asked reluctantly.

"Baba."

"Hey, are you trying to interrupt me? Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

"What do you mean by interrupting? I'm really Baba."

"Alright, alright."

Liu Yonglu thought to himself, I should quickly call Xiaohu and Mili to come down for dinner, so that they can also taste Baba’s cooking.

But just as Baba turned to leave, Liu Yonglu discovered that a dark brown gecko had crawled onto the back of Baba's neck.

"Baba! There's a gecko on the back of your neck."

"Oh."

Baba didn't care. He smiled foolishly, took the gecko down from behind his neck and gently placed it on the wall.

"Hey, it's okay. Gecko and we have always had a very good relationship."

Baba pointed at the servants in the restaurant!

The mist of the monastery is still spreading. Although the four heroes all have amazing skills, there is a saying that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. If you want to know what happens next, you have to listen to my slow explanation.

I wish you all a happy mood today. Read a novel and have fun before going to work or school.

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(End of this chapter)