I really want to be a cook

"Quiet! Quiet for me!"

Miss Cheng held her head high, moved a small horse and stood on it, condescending, looking down at the eager eyes, feeling indescribably satisfied in her heart.

Look at what they have become in order to drink soup, they are not like themselves, they can drink as much as they want.

Hey, I'm tired of drinking the recent flavors, it's time to ask Er Gouzi to change the taste.

Cheng Liner coughed twice, calming down the audience.

"Master Chen has a limited number of places, only ten people a day, and only those who are predestined are selected. Come up now when I call the name."

"Lin Yuan, Zhang Daquan, Xu Cheng and Xu Sheng!"

"There is me, there is me! Hahaha!!!"

"It's a fluke, everyone, don't give up, there will be opportunities in the future."

"I just said it's okay, I'll send it off"

As if thinking of something, the man shut up in time, no matter how others questioned him, he would not reveal the secret.

"How come the few people in front have not changed, the shady, must be the shady! I want to protest!"

"Hmph, Lin Yuan is the grandson of Elder Lin, Zhang Daquan is the son of the president of Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, and Xu Cheng is the grandnephew of Elder Xu, do you still want to compare with them?

What kind of predestined person is this, in the final analysis, he is a person with power, a rich person, the world is like this, it is sad and lamentable! "

"Brother's words are deafening. Dare to ask brother's name? I would like to talk with him by candlelight at night."

"Xu Sheng at the outer gate!"

"Isn't this the last name just now?!"

Xu Sheng clasped his hands left and right, and walked out of the crowd with a smile, regardless of their despondent faces.

I think he has been waiting here for many days, but he has never become such a predestined person. Later, when he was called out, he suddenly realized that he immediately took out a century-old Huang Jing from his family and entrusted it to Chef Chen.

Sure enough, today, he became the tenth person who was destined.

Seeing Xu Sheng and others followed Miss Cheng into the mysterious kitchen to pay for the soup, the others lingered for a while, then dispersed in twos and threes.

However, if someone is careful, they will find that the people who yelled the loudest just now came to the same place by coincidence after they walked out of the back kitchen compound.

Under the shade of the tree, Ah Shui squatted on the ground like an old farmer, mopping the ground with both hands, like a gibbon with a grass in its mouth, looking very arrogant.

"Brother Shuizi."

"Hello, Brother Shuizi."

"Brother Shuizi, the weather is nice today."

Hearing the sound of Brother Shuizi, Ah Shui gradually lost himself, as if he had knocked on five stone powder, he was smoky, floating like a fairy, he didn't know how high the sky was and how thick the ground was.

Until a slap came.

Ah Shui staggered and hit his head directly on the ground.

Ah Shui got up and said angrily:

"Who?! Who dares to beat Brother Shui?!"

"I!"

A disciple of Qingyun with a face full of flesh stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan, and said arrogantly:

"Mo Mo ha ha, don't rush to give the money."

Looking at the other people, they folded their hands on their chests and watched with cold eyes, looking like they were watching a good show.

Ah Shui is lying in his heart, a group of white-eyed wolves, but with an apologetic smile on his face:

"So it's Brother Shan, I'll give it here, I'll give it here."

Then he took out a gray cloth bag from his bosom, and took out a silver leaf from it, which was exquisite in appearance and beautiful in style.

"That's right, money and goods are clear, Brother Shuizi, next time there is such a good thing, remember to take care of your brother."

Brother Shan squeezed the silver leaf in his hand, patted Ah Shui on the shoulder, and looked good.

The others also looked enthusiastic after receiving the money, telling Brother Shui to take care of his brother.

Ah Shui rubbed his sore shoulder from the slap just now, and grinned, looking sure, we brothers are with whom.

But he cursed in his heart, the bastards will only look for you bastards next time.

If you have money, go to Brother Shuizi, if you don’t have money, go to parallel imports.

Damn, it's so realistic!

There are six people in total, that is, six silver leaves. Each silver leaf has a net weight of five taels, plus the cost of the process, and is worth six taels and three renminbi.

Ah Shui doesn't know why Brother Chen asked him to make such a silver leaf,

Buy it back with six taels of money, and then give it away at a value of five taels. Isn't this a waste of money?

He also asked, but Brother Chen shook his head, with a look of regret, saying that you don't understand, this is coercion, people can be poor, but they can't be without coercion.

Ah Shui doesn't know what is forced, just like he doesn't know why Brother Chen's herbal diet is already so popular, but he has to find a group of supporters to support the scene every now and then, and say some lines that make him blush.

But Ah Shui still enjoys the feeling of giving out money, and the sound of Brother Shuizi is really intoxicating.

A month ago, how could he dare to call him a brother in front of this group of formal Qingyunmen disciples.

Later, he discovered that these disciples of Qingyun are also human beings, they can flatter, and they can also be in front of Yin Zi

Send a smile and bow your head.

Ah Shui stopped on the spot for a while, as if the sound of brother Shuizi just now was still lingering in his ears.

Hey!

When will we really let everyone know my brother Shuizi's name, it seems that no one calls Brother Chen Er Gouzi anymore, and now they call him Master Chen and Chef Chen.

"Two dogs!"

Cheng Lin'er put her hands on her hips and looked angrily at Jiang Ping who was sitting on the chair counting the bank notes.

"Where's my soup?!"

"Even if I said yesterday that I don't like the taste now, how can you not make it for me?!"

"I don't have to like it, but you can't!"

Jiang Ping stretched out one hand, stopping Cheng Liner's momentum all of a sudden, while the other hand was still counting the bank notes one by one.

"A total of 7000 taels, 2000 taels of banknotes from Zhao's Royal Bank, and 5000 taels of banknotes from Tongtian Bank. Nai, the money bank of the Money Gang is even more popular than the Royal Bank."

Jiang Ping sighed.

At the side, Cheng Liner seized the opportunity and said something.

"Of course, the money gang is the largest gang in the world, the number one money bank in the Three Kingdoms, and it's our own money bank."

"hehe"

Jiang Ping sneered.

This money gang claims that money can reach the sky, and the wealth in the gang can be compared to the sum of the treasuries of the three countries.

Sometimes the treasury of various countries is in a hurry, and they have to ask them to fight the autumn wind and borrow money to solve their difficulties.

Inherited for more than three hundred years, even if the dynasty is overthrown and the world is in turmoil, they can still sit firmly on Diaoyutai and have always been at the top of the arena. Each generation of money gang lords seldom make moves in front of others, but they can win the title of top ten masters of the arena.

Really, too much money!

Jiang Ping would never admit that his sneer was full of envy and jealousy.

"Don't change the subject, you haven't explained why my soup is gone?!"

Cheng Lin'er puffed her cheeks, like an angry little squirrel, as if it would bite at any moment.

Jiang Ping handed over a handful of banknotes.

"Well, for you."

Cheng Liner lost her momentum again, and took the bank note in a daze.

"For me?"

"Of course! You work so hard up and down, how can you get [-]% of it, don't think it's too little, I buy materials, and other miscellaneous expenses, the rest is about the same as you."

Naturally, those rare treasures given by others cannot be confused with money.

Cheng Liner looked at a large pile of banknotes with complicated eyes.

"What I did was not worth so much."

Although she is a bit naive, she also knows what the concept of more than 2000 taels of silver is.

A big house with two entrances and two exits in Qingyun City is only 800 taels, and a table of Quanhuang Banquet in the Fugui Building, which she likes most, is only 18 taels of silver, and 2000 taels can be eaten for three years without repeating the same.

This free gift is several suites, plus a lot of delicious food.

But obviously she just went out to play and show her prestige, and she was actually quite happy after hearing a lot of flattery.

Afraid that the girl was under too much pressure and would quit, Jiang Ping hurriedly said:

"In my eyes, your value is far from enough. It's just that it's difficult to start now. Don't worry, your salary will definitely improve in the future."

The platforms are all built, if the pillars are gone, people will die if they collapse.

Just the signboard of Elder Cheng Da, and the image spokesperson of Miss Cheng Da, [-]% is indeed less.

But if you give more, Cheng Lin'er may not accept it, this girl is still very principled.

Of course, the most important thing is Jiang Ping's heartache.

Is this money just money? It's his life!

If you run away in the future, you will need money in every aspect, and you don’t need money to upgrade yourself. Do you really think that a chef only needs a kitchen knife to cook?

There are seven pieces of legendary kitchen utensils in Xiaodangjia.

The most important thing is that he recently received an indirect warning from Elder Cheng's daughter slave.

It's as if anyone has plans for his daughter.

This troubled Jiang Ping very much. He really wanted to stand in front of Elder Cheng Da and tell him loudly:

I'm not interested in your daughter, I'm only interested in money!

But Jiang Ping didn't dare.

Even Elder Cheng Da didn't necessarily believe it.

In his eyes, how can anyone in this world not like his daughter, maybe they will become angry from embarrassment, and it is not necessarily possible to kill him directly.

So I can only give money.

With a lot of money, Elder Cheng can't say much. After all, I am real money, and I didn't lie to your daughter with sweet words.

As for whether it is useful or not, Jiang Ping doesn't know.

But he couldn't lose the name of Elder Cheng. Without his face, a little cook like himself would have been wiped out long ago.

In just this month, no less than three groups of people have expressed interest in him, both inside and outside Qingyun sect.

"So I am so important to you"

Cheng Liner's big eyes were fluttering, and her eyelashes were wet.

She solemnly collected the money.

"Don't worry, I won't spend this money recklessly, I must save it well for later"

Then Cheng Lin'er ran out of the room as if fleeing, but when she was about to go out, she turned her head and smiled like a flower:

"My father listens to me the most. You don't have to worry about it in the future."

After Jiang Ping heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Miss, have you misunderstood something?

Hey, don't run away, listen to my explanation!

But no one was there.

Shh, forget it, run away and run away.