The business object is the top furnace tripod

In a place full of exotic faces, it is not easy to disguise.

Ji Zhichang sneaked in through a corner of the manor, and after observing in the dark for a long time, he found that except for the independent kitchen, other places except the Jin family were foreigners.

Moreover, there are prohibitions on ghost cultivation everywhere, especially those castles, Ji Zhichang has no way to get close at all.

Therefore, he can only choose one place to mix in, and the kitchen with all oriental faces is the only choice.

The matter of mixing in was extremely smooth, the manor had two more mouths, and the head chef had long been recruiting Orientals who could chop vegetables.

Ji Zhichang doesn't know how to cook, but chopping vegetables is too easy for him who uses a sword.

Therefore, when he presented potato shreds of uniform thickness and suitable size to the head chef, the grumpy cook pointed at Ji Zhichang and said, "That's him."

Ji Zhichang pretended to look happy, and by the way made up a name who was living on the street and urgently needed this job.

Of course, he wasn't sure if Ji Zhichang, who is a star, had already become popular abroad, so he made a special disguise.

Now he is just a little man with shabby but clean clothes, a small mustache and a dark face.

"You look like someone who knows how to eat. Only when you know how to eat can you make delicious food." The fat head chef put away his horizontal color and told Ji Zhichang his own truth, his eyes were on Ji Zhichang's slightly protruding belly took a look.

Ji Zhichang felt helpless, the baby in his stomach was not fat.

After getting a job, Ji Zhichang got busy. The Jin family has a large population, and most of them are Jin Shiqian's children and mistresses. Among them, there are very few Omegas.

I heard from the head chef that most of the Omegas in the Jin family were unlucky, and they always died due to various accidents.

After hearing this, Ji Zhichang just smiled indifferently, what an accident

If he guessed right, these Omegas were probably eliminated by Jin Shiqian, and their lives were just a lamp oil used on Jin Shiqian's cultivation path.

Such cruel things are commonplace for ghost cultivators, which is why all sects in previous lives regarded ghost cultivators as evil ways.

"By the way, give me your mobile phone." The chef turned around suddenly.

Ji Zhichang looked puzzled, and the head chef explained: "The host doesn't like people taking random pictures, so it is stipulated that the mobile phone is locked in the safe when going to work, and can only be taken away when off work."

"Okay." Ji Zhichang didn't object, he could only say that Jin Shiqian was very careful, and it was no wonder he was able to hide in this place for so many years.

After handing over the mobile phone, Ji Zhichang continued to chop vegetables, and the smell of rice permeated the kitchen. There are not many helpers here, including Ji Zhichang, a newcomer, there are only five.

After each dish is cooked, put the cover on the plate, and each large tray has a silver plate engraved with the owner of the food.

Ji Zhichang quietly approached, there are about 20 large trays here, representing different members of the Jin family, and the tableware includes gold, silver and copper, which looks very luxurious.

In addition to these exquisite tableware, Ji Zhichang saw a set of ordinary tableware with no silver medal on it, and even the tray was a purpose.

"What are you looking at?" The chef's voice was angry.

Ji Zhichang's eyes sank, and he said while chopping vegetables, "The master's family is really rich."

"Hmph, you only have this little knowledge, chop the vegetables well, if I find something missing here, I will not spare you." The head chef scolded.

Ji Zhichang immediately lowered his head and said with guilt: "I'm just curious how there are such ordinary tableware among such exquisite tableware? It's not that I want to steal something."

After he finished speaking, the head chef looked at the tableware with curious eyes.

A help cook said: "I heard that it is a sculptor invited by the master's house to work in the west room."

"They're all here to work, and he's treated the same as the owner..." The head chef seemed displeased.

After all, they all work for the master's family, and the gardener, maid and others all eat in the same hall.

This person is treated completely differently from them, so the head chef naturally has some opinions in his heart.

"After all, they are engaged in art." The assistant cook said.

The head chef snorted coldly: "Food is also art."

Taking advantage of the head chef's distraction, Ji Zhichang immediately tore a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it and stuffed it into his pocket.

Because the head chef had a problem with the engraver, he was the last to cook his dishes. Ji Zhichang picked up the dishes, quickly stuffed the note into the rice and said, "Your craftsmanship is indeed art."

"Don't pat the horse, someone is coming to fetch that thing, put it down and clean the pot." The head chef smoked a cigarette and went to the dining place after speaking.

Ji Zhichang exhaled, he guessed that the new engraver was Xing Ji.

The kitchen here is separated from some other departments that purchase daily necessities from those villas.

The Jin family did not allow them to enter the area of ​​the master's house, so after the meal was prepared, a special servant inside came to pick it up.

These people will send it back after the owner finishes the meal. If Xing Ji sees the note, he will definitely respond to himself.

Xing Ji stopped practicing as soon as it was time to eat. He seemed to have found the trick, but he only remembered part of it, so he could clearly feel the surging power, but he couldn't catch it in his hands.

Especially the chain on his hand seems to be restricting his strength, maybe only by unlocking the chain can he really get started.

After the food was delivered, Xing Ji's stomach started to growl, and it seemed that practicing this kind of thing was extraordinarily exhausting.

But as soon as he poked his chopsticks into the rice, he felt a different resistance. Xing Ji's eyes changed, and he pushed the rice away with his chopsticks, revealing a note the size of his index finger.

The note said: Boyfriend, I'm here, but it's okay?

"Zhichang..." Xing Ji's heart felt hot, he had already guessed that Ji Zhichang would come.

There was no pen at hand, so Xing Ji dipped his chopsticks in vegetable juice and wrote: Fortunately, after two days, be careful

After writing, Xing Ji stuffed the note into the rice again, and after he finished eating, the rice was taken out intact.

Ji Zhichang stayed in the kitchen all the time, he was a little confused, if the sculptor was not Xing Ji, what would he think after seeing such news?

"New here, go and put all these leftovers into that big bucket." A helper pulled in the small carts that contained the hosts' tableware.

Ji Zhichang trotted over very actively, and found the most common tableware at a glance.

"I'll come, you go to rest." Ji Zhichang took the car.

"You do have eyesight." The chef said and left the kitchen.

As soon as he left, Ji Zhichang immediately picked up the chopsticks and opened the rice, and sure enough, he found a note inside.

After seeing the information on the back of the note, he was overjoyed at first, and then his expression gradually became serious. If he remembered correctly, two days later will be the time when the year's gloom is at its peak.

Jin Shiqian planned to attack Xing Ji in two days' time. As a result, their time was running out. If he waited until that time, it would be even more difficult for him to save people, so he had to think of a way.

[The author has something to say: Double Eleven counts and I have a headache, and I feel like I have to sleep before twelve o'clock. 】