The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The God of Cooking Competition is a rare culinary event. Not everyone can participate in the competition. For example, Bai Yulou did not get the qualification to participate, but there are also those who are invited. Du Niangzi is one of the famous chefs invited .

She doesn't need to represent any restaurant, but only participates in the competition in her own name.

Is Lady Du going? In the Yan family's courtyard, Yan Ruyu was chatting with Lady Du, and she poured a cup of Pu'er tea for Lady Du.

Mrs. Du gently put the posts and competition cards in her hand on the table: The mentors have gone, so naturally I will go too.

The mentor that Mrs. Du was talking about was naturally Chef Bao who was hired by Tianxiang Building at a high price. From her tone, she respected this mentor.

Yan Ruyu couldn't ask Madam Du if she could be better than blue.

Miss, do you have something to say? Madam Du sensed Yan Ruyu's hesitation.

Yan Ruyu smiled, and said: I heard that the magic chef is good at medicinal food, whether it is better than the elixir as rumored?

Du Niangzi shook her head: Where is the elixir in the world? But it is true that the medicinal food of my mentor has the effect of prolonging life. I am his most proud disciple, but unfortunately I haven't eaten it a few times.

Why? Yan Ruyu was puzzled.

Mrs. Du sighed softly: Master, the medicinal recipe he worked so hard to develop is missing.

That recipe was in Mrs. Bao's hands back then, and after Mrs. Bao gave birth, Fangzi and the newborn son disappeared together. Since then, Divine Chef Bao has never made medicinal meals easily.

It's not that I can't, but I don't want to hurt the scene.

Miss, why do you ask this? Mrs. Du looked at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu thought for a while, and said truthfully, I want to ask God Chef Bao to make a medicinal meal.

Give it to Young Master Yan? Lady Du asked.

Yan Ruyu blushed slightly: Yes.

He... Mrs. Du wanted to say, he didn't look like he was sick, and medicinal food couldn't cure his brain disease, but after thinking about it, her master was famous, how many people squeezed their heads for a bowl of medicinal food, and used It will surely please the young master Yan and the concubine.

Lady Du nodded and said, Okay, I'll go talk to the old man.

Yan Ruyu revealed a look of joy and said, Ms. Du is Chef Bao's most proud disciple. If you ask, he will definitely agree.

Mrs. Du also felt that the problem was not a big one. Although the master had a strange temperament, he always loved her. He also said that if his son hadn't lost, he would marry her and pass on all his life skills to her. Be stingy with her.

Lady Du took a sip of tea, thought of something, and muttered to herself: I wonder if I will meet the little girl from last time in this big competition?

last time? Yan Ruyu paused: Ms. Du is referring to the Yu family who made stinky tofu at the Wei family banquet?

It's her. It's not that Mrs. Du deliberately remembered her, but the stinky tofu she made is so unforgettable.

Yan Ruyu has never eaten stinky tofu made by Yu Wan, but Yan Ruyu doesn't have a good impression of Yu Wan. The government's daughter is even bigger.

Yan Ruyu suppressed the disgust in her heart, and said lightly: Where is she qualified? This is not a big competition where any cat or dog can go. Mrs. Du is the most proud personal disciple of Chef Bao. She is not worthy to carry shoes for Mrs. Du. Lady Du doesn't need to care about her, she has not lost her status.

Even someone like Chef Yang cannot be compared with Lady Du, let alone a country girl? But for some reason, Mrs. Du had a feeling that she had fallen in love with that person.

Seeing that Mrs. Du was silent, Yan Ruyu was about to say a few more words when Mother Lin opened the curtain and came in.

What happened? Yan Ruyu asked.

Mother Lin said happily, Miss, Mother Fang is here!

...

Yan Jiuchao stayed in someone's house for too long, and it was almost five o'clock when he returned to the Young Master's Mansion.

The Young Master's Mansion was brightly lit, and a carriage more luxurious than the Queen's Luanjia was parked outside the gate of the Young Master's Mansion.

A handsome attendant walked over and knelt down on the ground.

Yan Jiuchao stepped down on his back, glanced at the luxurious carriage, and entered the mansion with a blank expression.

He went to his own courtyard, and as expected, he saw Shangguan Yan wandering in the corridor.

Shangguan Yan has been wandering here most of the night, and none of the guards sent out returned. Just when she was worried that something happened, Yan Jiuchao's figure slowly walked over.

Shangguan Yan's expression immediately relaxed, and she walked down the steps a few steps and asked, Where have you been?

Yan Jiuchao didn't answer her, but just said casually: What? Are you afraid that I will seek death?

Shangguan Yan choked.

Yan Jiuchao strode up the steps and passed Shangguanyan, but instead of entering his own room, he walked towards the side room.

Shangguan Yan looked at his back and said: Don't look, I will send the child away.

Yan Jiuchao paused the hand that was pushing the door.

Shangguanyan squeezed the veil in her hand tightly, her eyes complicated and said: After a few days, you'll feel better, and I'll bring the child back.

Yan Jiu turned around with a frown, gave her a dissatisfied look, and wanted to say something, but her eyes fell on her neck covered by the tulle.

Even in the hot summer, all kinds of tulle are wrapped around her neck, with exquisite styles and bright colors, which once attracted women in the capital to imitate.

She was a little anxious tonight, and the tulle was a little off, revealing a hideous scar.

This was caused by Yan Jiuchao's outbreak. Even his own mother was almost strangled to death by him. His son...

Yan Jiuchao's hand to push the door was clenched into a fist and slowly dropped, then he turned around and went back to his room without saying a word.

Shangguan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Boss Wan. Shangguan Yan ordered, Go and tidy up. I've been staying in the Young Master's Mansion for a few days.

Uncle Wan wants to say, the young master doesn't need you to watch, he is fine this time, he didn't have a seizure, he didn't hurt anyone, and he didn't hurt himself.

But when the words came to his lips, he caught a glimpse of Shangguan Yan holding back the tears in his eyes, and swallowed the words silently.

Yes, the old slave is going to clean up the house for the princess.

It will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow, and it will be updated at twelve o'clock, okay~