Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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The reason why Lian Cheng can be a cook in the manor is actually because the kitchen is empty. Zhuo Yunfeng ordered it casually. He is diligent and diligent. The kitchen is clean and tidy by him. He does n’t know how to cook, but knows that this errand is rare, so he learns carefully.

When he was in charge of the kitchen, he tried his best to change his style every day. These days jade also looks in his eyes. For anyone who wants to be motivated, she won't take it.

"You just take the materials and make them for yourself. Make a copy for me to taste." Shi Yudao.

She answered quickly. It is about wanting to perform well in front of Dongjia. He is trying his best to be perfect in every step.

Shi Yu originally didn't want to pressure him, but when he saw his serious earnest desire to do a good job, his involuntary thoughts drifted aside.

"What are you doing?"

At the door of the kitchen, Wen Ye looked at the man who was sweating heavily and Shi Yu, who was suspected of being dazed, raised his eyebrow and walked in.

He is taller than an ordinary person. The kitchen is a normal house type. When he stops here, the whole room looks intimidating.

"Why are you here?" Shi Yu had already returned to her mind. She had been back for so many days. Except that when she first came to see Wen Yue practicing, she did not bother. When I asked other people, she also said that she had not seen the man on the mountain. She thought that Wen Ye would choose to continue the retreat here.

"I'm here to talk to you about a business, too." About knowing that he was standing a bit out of the light, Wen Min walked consciously to the long table beside him and sat down. Shi Yu also came to sit opposite him.

As for the remaining Lian Cheng in the kitchen, he was afraid to speak, trying to treat himself as an invisible person.

"Oh?" Shi Yu was a little surprised, thinking of the things in his hand, "is it also for the spiritual tree?"

What she had in her hand was clear in her heart. As long as there were enough spiritual trees, the use was greater than that of any fairy tree. Wen Ye is not surprised, because there are so many practitioners in the field of magic cultivation.

"Otherwise, do you think you have anything else to hold?" Wen Yan asked rhetorically.

When Yu and Lin were talking, he heard everything clearly. The Yunling Tree is not too much no matter where it is placed. He felt that since Shi Yu would trade with others, he should also set his sights on the field of magic repair.

Who knows a few days have passed, Shi Yu has not come home late, so he came over by himself.

Looking at Shi Yu now, the co-author is not even thinking about the field of magic repair.

So Wen Ye seriously gave a few subordinates a big bad review. How bland the relationship between them and Shiyu, such a good thing, Shiyu did not even think of them.

Shi Yu was stunned for a moment, "Of course there is! Ninghunxianye slightly, Yufangxianlian slightly, these are not Chinese cabbage."

Wen Zheng was silent for a moment, "Next time I will take you to my back garden to take a look."

"Haha?"

"Long insight."

Shi Yu: "..."

"Coming to the truth, how come Yunling tree came out?" Wen Yan ignored the grief and anger on Shi Yu's face and talked seriously about business.

"Doubled on the basis of the owner of the Lin family!" Shi Yu said as he grinds his teeth, hits the local tyrants, divides the fields, and everyone is responsible.

"Okay." Wen Yi simply made Shiyu doubtful.

"Why don't you bargain?" Shi Yu didn't think Wen Ye would not know she was bullying him.

"It's expensive to raise me," Wen Yan said calmly.

"Ha?" Shi Yumeng circle.

"So it should be more respectful for the little ones below." He smiled, his smile very shallow.

Shi Yu finally understood that he was paying off with himself in disguise.

Suddenly she felt a little unhappy and stuffy. She met a lot of friends, but Wen Ye was the first to settle accounts with her.

The reason why everything is so clearly divided, do not want to owe human feelings, is it because friendship is not enough? In Wen Min's heart, did she regard her as a friend, or just as someone she knew?

"That's OK." Shi Yu felt the inexpressable distance in the bottom of her heart. "Then I'll have to charge more."

Wen Ye noticed a change in her mood. "Are you unhappy?"

Shi Yu's heart jumped, and there was an embarrassment of being pierced by thoughts: "Who is unhappy! How could I be unhappy when I make money, and I am too late to be happy."

This time, Wen Zheng looked at her, looked at it for a while, and finally snorted, "My aunt is right, woman, my words are wrong."

"Huh," Shi Yu said, "your aunt is not only right, but also quite right."

"Like what?"

"For example, she always worry about why her nephew hasn't married a wife till now. I used to think it was strange, but now I understand what the reason is. The girls just fancy her nephew if they don't think about it."

In this regard, Wen Ye nodded in agreement, "Although Axian looks like me, his temper is still childish after all, and those girls should not look down on it. I will communicate with Axian next time. Save the auntie worry. "

Shi Yu: "???" Brother dei, thank you for the person I said, don't pull your brother to carry the pot!

At this moment, the kitchen suddenly became lively. It's time for lunch. Everyone is here on time.

But after they entered the kitchen, they saw a handsome man who had never seen him sitting in their usual position. Almost involuntarily, everyone held their breath.

Shi Yu saw them all at the door, and his eyes fell on Wen Rong's body, and his face turned black. "You have blocked the sun, come in quickly."

Everyone immediately stepped up to the long table and sat down, but they all consciously sat far away, and squeezed if they couldn't sit. In this way, in the not-large kitchen, there was an empty space around Wen Rong and Shi Yu.

Although they looked like normal conversation on the surface, everyone's eyes contained a trace of fire of gossip.

"I have to go." Wen Yan stood up.

"Where are you going?" After asking, I felt like I was too much in control. Shi Yu was busy correcting: "Don't eat lunch?"

"Next time." Wen Yan did not answer what she said.

Shi Yu personally sent him out, and as soon as he saw him out of the gate of the manor, someone came to salute him.

Then he turned around and looked at Shi Yu nodded, and disappeared into the void with his subordinates.

Looking at the surrounding tree shadows still swaying, it seems that nothing happened around the same, Shi Yu could not help but sighed gently.

The gap was still too big, so she always looked up involuntarily. Perhaps one day she is as strong as Wen Yi, and she will have the confidence to associate with him. Will he treat her as a true friend?