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Rong Yan and Shen Tianci were born into rich families and might have gotten sick of the chicken soup long ago. If they ate it, they would obtain the taste and nutrition of the chicken soup and be able to eat something new and interesting. It would be the best of both.
The butler wanted to pay for this recipe, but Xiaoxiao said there was no need. She said, âItâs just that I like to think about it blindly. Itâs not a proper recipe. Besides, if it werenât for the good ingredients you brought, I wouldnât have had the chance to try it.â
It had to be known that many chefs liked to hide their best skills. Even their children could only be learned by a direct disciple. He didnât expect Ning Xiaoxiao to be so open-minded. The butler made up his mind to talk to the old master later. If it was convenient in the future, they had to take good care of this family.
Shen Tianci ate a lot today. He was the one who picked the vegetables. He wanted to try all of them. After a while, he, who had always been picky, ate almost every dish.
The Ning family did not think much of it, but the butler, worried about his young masterâs meals daily, almost cried tears of joy. When Xiaoxiao took the initiative to ask Shen Tianci to bring some of his favorite vegetables back from the vegetable garden, the butler looked at her like he was looking at his nephew.
Rong Yan looked at Xiaoxiaoâs actions strangely. Was she paying too much attention to Shen Tianci and taking too much care of him?
Shen Tianci was stuffed again. He touched his round stomach and raised his hand. âNext time, what do you want to do? There are many ingredients⦠at home! 1â11 bring them all to you!
Before he could finish his sentence, Rong Yan said almost simultaneously, âThank you for your hospitality. Why donât you let me treat you to some venison some other day?â
Since it was related to food, Xiaoxiao was interested. She asked, âDo you have venison at home?â
Rong Yan smiled but didnât answer. He thought, âEven if I donât have it, 1 must. Otherwise, 1 wonât let Shen Tianci present the treasure again.â
Shen Tianci puffed up his cheeks. Everything else was fine, but the deer meat could only be chanced upon by luck. He did not have it at the moment, so he was unhappy.
Yun Yi, who did not know he had a long way to go, shivered at home and looked up at the sky in confusion.
Rong Yan told Xiaoxiao, âMiss Ning, you must come too, but you know my familyâs situation. Can 1 trouble you to cook?â
She had to have it! Besides that little bit of wild boar meat, she had never eaten wild meat seriously!
After receiving her affirmative answer, Rong Yan turned to Shen Tianci and the butler. âIâm the one who benefited today. I wonder if thereâs a chance to treat this meal back?â
The butler did not doubt Rong Yanâs wordsâ credibility. He could tell that Rong Yan had an extraordinary bearing and must have read many books. That was how proper scholars were. They were noble and polite and did not like to take advantage of others for no reason. He was also willing for his young master, who had a headache from reading books, to befriend such a young master.
Shen Tianci would reject him if Rong Yan invited him to a restaurant. However, he was letting Ning Xiaoxiao be the chef, so what was there to hesitate about?
The three parties happily finalized the details of the gathering. Xiaoxiao even started preparing the barbecue sauce that night and even made a few jars in a row.
Ning Erlang asked curiously, âDo you need so much?â
Xiaoxiao pointed at the row and said, âSecond Brother, your taste is more spicy. Eldest Brother likes lighter food, and Shen Tianci feels uncomfortable with the oily smell. On the other hand, Young Master Ah Yan likes sweet foods. As the saying goes, changing a personâs mouth is difficult. Since Iâm the chef, 1 naturally have to make everyone happy and satisfied.â
This was the basic ethics of an excellent chef!
Look, this considerate sister was his. Ning Erlang felt that he could even smile in his dreams!
After he left, Ning Dalang, who had been silently helping to clean up, quietly walked to his sisterâs side.. âWere you frightened by Second Aunt?â