V1.Chapter 142

The Master Chef Competition is a rare culinary event. Not everyone can participate in the competition. For example, Baiyulou is not eligible to participate, but there are people who are invited. Mrs. Du is one of the invited chefs. .

She does not need to represent any restaurant, and participates in the competition in her own name.

"Miss Du going?" In the Yan family's house, Yan Ruyu was chatting with Mrs. Du, and she poured Mrs. Du a cup of brewed Pu'er tea.

Madam Du put the post and the game cards in her hand gently on the table: "The teacher has gone, so of course I will go too."

The teacher in Mrs. Du's mouth is naturally Bao Shenchu, who was hired back by Tianxianglou at a high price. Listening to her tone, she respects this teacher.

Yan Ruyu couldn't ask Mrs. Du whether she could be better than blue.

"Miss has something to say?" Mrs. Du noticed Yan Ruyu's hesitation.

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "I heard that the magic chef is good at medicinal food. I wonder if he is better than elixir as rumored?"

Madam Du shook her head: "Where in the world is there an elixir? But it's true that my teacher's medicinal diet 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: "My teacher, the herbal formula he worked so hard to develop has disappeared."

Back then, Fangzi was in Mrs. Bao's hands. After Mrs. Bao gave birth, Fangzi and her new son disappeared together.

It's not that they won't, but they don't want to be hurt.

"What do you ask this for?" Madam Du looked at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu thought about it and said truthfully, "I want to ask Bao Shenchu ​​to make a medicinal meal."

"Give it to Young Master Yan?" Mrs. Du asked.

Yan Ruyu blushed slightly: "Well."

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

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

Yan Ruyu said with a hint of joy: "Miss Du is the proudest disciple of Bao Shenchu. If you speak, the old man will definitely agree."

Mrs. Du also felt that the problem was not a big deal. Although the master had an odd temperament, he always loved her, and said that if his son hadn't lost his way, he would have married her and passed on all his life's craftsmanship to her. With a mere bowl of medicated food, I think Master wouldn't come here. Be stingy with her.

Mrs. Du took a sip of tea, thinking of something, and murmured to herself, "I wonder if I will meet the little girl from last time in this competition?"

last time? Yan Ruyu paused: "Does Madam Du mean the Yu family who made stinky tofu at the Wei family banquet?"

"It's her." It wasn't that Mrs. Du deliberately remembered her, but the stinky tofu she made was so unforgettable.

Yan Ruyu has never eaten the stinky tofu made by Yu Wan, but Yan Ruyu has no 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 that both cats and dogs can go to. Madam Du is the proudest disciple of Bao Shenchu, and she is not worthy to carry Madam Du's shoes. Mrs. Du doesn't need to care about her, she doesn't lose her identity."

Even a character like Chef Yang can't be compared with Mrs. Du, let alone a village girl in the countryside? But somehow, Mrs. Du had the feeling that she was facing that person in the dark.

Yan Ruyu saw that Mrs. Du was silent, and was about to say a few more words when Mama Lin hit the curtain and came in.

"What happened?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Mama Lin said happily, "Miss, Mommy Fang is here!"

...

Yan Jiuchao stayed in someone's house for too long, and it was almost five watch 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 Luan was parked outside the gate of the Young Master Mansion.

A tall man with clear eyes and beautiful eyes came over and knelt on the ground.

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

He went to his own courtyard, no accident, he saw Shangguan Yan wandering under the corridor.

Shangguanyan had been wandering here for most of the night, and none of the guards sent out returned. Just when she was worried that something was wrong, the figure of Yan Jiuchao came slowly.

Shangguanyan's expression suddenly loosened, and she walked down the steps a few steps and said, "Where have you been?"

Yan Jiuchao didn't answer her, she just said casually, "What? Are you afraid I'll kill you?"

Shangguan Yan choked.

Yan Jiuchao strode up the steps and passed Shangguanyan, but instead of entering his own room, he went to the wing next to him.

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

Yan Jiu slammed the hand that pushed the door of the house.

Shangguanyan squeezed the handkerchief tightly in her hand, and said with a complicated look: "After a few days, you will feel better, and I will bring the child back."

Yan Jiuchao turned around frowning, gave her a dissatisfied look, wanted to say something, but his eyes fell on her neck covered by the tulle.

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

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

This was made by Yan Jiuchao during a certain attack. Even his own mother almost strangled him to death. His son...

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

Shangguan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director Wan." Shangguan Yan ordered, "Go and clean up, I have stayed in the Young Master's Mansion for the past 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 an attack, he didn't hurt anyone, and he didn't hurt himself.

But when the words reached his lips, he caught sight of Shangguan Yan holding back the tears in his eyes, and silently swallowed the words.

"Yes, the old slave will go and clean up the house for the princess."

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