"Chef Gu is gone?"
At the dinner table, Shen Xiaowan said with a surprised look.
"yes."
Illya nodded sadly, "He said he was going to visit the grave, and he didn't know when he would be back."
"Then Pearl Tower..." Shen Xiaowan couldn't help but ask.
"Temporarily closed."
Ilia became increasingly depressed, "Originally, we relied on repeat customers to support ourselves. These regular customers are used to eating the food cooked by Chef Gu, so how can they tolerate other chefs? Even if they stay open, there won't be much business. Why not take the opportunity to rest for a few days and save some money? Why not?"
"Ilia..."
After all, Shen Xiaowan had been with her for a while, and she understood to some extent what Chef Gu meant to her. She didn't know how to comfort her for a while. When her eyes wandered, she happened to see Zhong Wen pushing in the door, and her eyes lit up, " It’s okay, Chef Gu isn’t here, isn’t there a chef brother?”
"What?" Illya looked at her in confusion.
"Brother Chef's cooking skills are amazing."
Shen Xiaowan pointed to Zhong Wen, who was standing at the door with an equally confused look on his face, and said excitedly, "You're not inferior to Chef Gu at all. Why don't you let him cook you something to eat?"
It was said that Zhong Wen was asked to cook for Ilia, but there was a faint sparkle at the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to be even more excited than the blond girl herself.
Cooking for this girl?
Why?
Who is she?
I am so busy, how can I have such leisure time?
Zhong Wen was a little unhappy when he heard this, so he planned to turn around and find an excuse to leave.
"he?"
Unexpectedly, Illya glanced at him, with a look of contempt in her eyes. She shook her head with disdain and said, "He can't do it."
Damn it!
The little girl doesn’t know how high the sky is!
No man could bear to be described as "not good" by a beautiful girl. Zhong Wen immediately flew into a rage, jumped up and said, "Smelly girl, who are you saying is not good?"
"me……"
Illya didn't expect his reaction to be so strong. She was immediately startled. She stood up instinctively and took two steps away. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but she refused to change her words, "You, even if you know some cooking skills, and... How can you compare with Chef Gu?"
"You've never tasted my cooking."
Zhong Wen's eyes widened and he said fiercely, "Who are you to comment on my cooking skills?"
"Gu, Chef Gu can make the Golden Peace Fruit Cake from my hometown, and it's delicious."
Seeing the fierce look on his face, Illya instinctively hid behind Shen Xiaowan, with only one head exposed, and retorted bravely, "You, can you?"
Golden peace fruit cake?
What the hell is this?
Local specialty?
When she asked this question, Zhong Wen was a little confused for a moment, because although he was quite confident in his cooking skills, he couldn't make a dish he didn't recognize.
Seeing his hesitation, Illya became even more convinced that his cooking skills were not good. A glint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and a look of disdain appeared on his face that said, "Sure enough, that's true."
Damn it!
He was actually underestimated!
Seeing her little expression, Zhong Wen became even more angry. If Ilia hadn't been a girl with almost negligible strength, he would have wanted to rush forward and give her a big slap in the face.
How can I give her some color?
He finally calmed down, stroking his chin with his right hand, silent and thoughtful.
Golden Peace Fruit Cake...Chef Gu's specialty...Chef Gu...Gu...
Wait, could it be...
After pondering hard, an idea suddenly flashed in Zhong Wen's mind. He quickly closed his eyes and let his consciousness enter the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
Looking at the "Chef Gu's Recipe" lying quietly in the "Miscellaneous Studies" column, Zhong Wen could not help but fall into a brief daze.
No way?
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
Chef Gu here, could it be Chef Gu from the other side?
With this thought in mind, Zhong Wen immersed his consciousness in the book and browsed through it quickly.
Looking at the flying characters "Golden Peace Fruit Cake" on one of the pages, Zhong Wen was completely confused and had a funny feeling in his heart.
I worked so hard to save up for the lottery opportunity, but I just got this Mingzhulou recipe?
Xinhua Sutra Pavilion, what do you mean?
Do you want me to be the cook for this girl full-time?
After uttering countless words of MMP in his heart, Zhong Wen returned to reality angrily, glared at Ilia hard, and asked in a stiff tone: "Where is the kitchen?"
"If you don't, you won't. Just admit it."
Illya stuck out her head from behind Shen Xiaowan, stuck out her tongue provocatively and said, "Why bother trying to make a fat person? If you can't do it, wouldn't it be even more ugly?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a white shadow flash in front of her eyes. Zhong Wen, who was several feet away just now, appeared less than a foot away. With a wave of his hand, he rubbed the golden hair on the girl's head and mouthed it. He gritted his teeth and said: "The kitchen! Room! Where! In!"
"W-what did you do?"
Illya was frightened and angry, her head kept shaking, trying to get rid of Zhong Wen's clutches, and a pair of small white jade hands beat him desperately, "Asshole, let go!"
However, Zhong Wen's body is as strong as steel. Not only did her cotton punch fail to hurt the opponent, but she was in excruciating pain, and her hair was completely unable to escape the opponent's control. After doing this, she looked like a girl in love. It's a bit funny and even a bit heartwarming, just like showing off to your boyfriend.
"Here, there it is!"
After a moment of stalemate, the blond girl finally accepted her fate and realized that with her own strength, there was nothing she could do about the hateful man in front of her. She had no choice but to reach back and point her finger, pouting her cute little cherry mouth, and said angrily, "Just go and do it." Go, don’t pull my hair!”
Before she could finish her sentence, Zhong Wen's figure had disappeared "swiftly".
"Dead Zhongwen, stinky Zhongwen!"
Illya breathed a sigh of relief, combed her hair in a panic, and mumbled in a low voice, "If you can't do it later, let's see if I don't laugh at you to death!"
Shen Xiaowan wanted to step forward and say a few words of comfort, but as soon as the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
From Illya's face, she actually didn't see much anger. Instead, she read a hint of smile in the other party's bright eyes.
This girl is so lacking in companionship!
Shen Xiaowan's heart moved, as if she had some realization, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of relief.
"My little brother's ability to pick up girls is really extraordinary."
At this moment, Bai Ling's teasing voice suddenly came to my ears, "It took only a few seconds to make such a beautiful girl fall in love with her."
"Zhong Wen and Ilia?"
Shen Xiaowan's expression changed, she turned to look at her and hesitated, "No, no, she's still young."
"Small?"
Bai Ling giggled and said, "Miss Xiaowan, you really know nothing about male creatures. As long as they reach the age of childbearing, which female is not their estrus partner?"
Shen Xiaowan's face suddenly dropped, her expression became a little weird, her mouth was slightly pursed, and there was an unexplainable and complicated meaning in her eyes when she looked at Ilia.
"boom!"
I don’t know how long it took, but when Ilia and Shen Xiaowan had different thoughts, Nangong Ling and Bai Ling were chatting and laughing, and Sasa was taking a nap in boredom, Zhong Wen’s white figure suddenly appeared in front of the dining table. He threw the plate in his hand heavily on the table and said expressionlessly: "Here, golden peace fruit cake!"
Huh, what an attitude!
Far worse than Chef Gu!
I'm sorry you can't make any decent food!
Illya glared at him with dissatisfaction, and before she could utter a sarcastic word, a fragrance suddenly drifted from her nose, faintly mixed with the wonderful smell of honey and lemon, which made her tremble all over, with an incredible look on her face.
This aroma is so familiar, it’s exactly the same as Chef Gu’s craftsmanship!
Just because it smells good, doesn’t necessarily mean it actually tastes good!
Illya deliberately showed disdain, but her body was very honest. The drool dripped down, completely unable to cover it. Her right hand refused to obey the instructions of her brain, talking to herself and reaching towards the golden pancake in front of her. passed.
"Aww!"
When you take a bite, the sweet and sour fruit, the sweetness of honey and the fragrance of lemon mix together with the crispy pastry, which warms your heart and sweetens your soul.
This is the taste of happiness!
Illya stared blankly at the fruit cake that had been bitten in her hand, and for some unknown reason, there was a faint mist in her eyes.
After a long while, as if she suddenly made up her mind, she stuffed the remaining fruit cake into her mouth and chewed it hard.
"how?"
Looking at Ilia who was still licking her fingers after finishing the fruit cake, Zhong Wen seemed to think of something. His heart skipped a beat, but he quickly came back to his senses and stared condescendingly into the eyes of the blonde girl, domineeringly. He said, "Is my golden peace fruit cake okay?"
"One, a dish can't explain anything."
Looking at the sullen expression on his face, Illya was about to say "unpalatable", but she couldn't get over the hurdle of conscience anyway. After struggling for a long time, she bit the bullet and said, "What Chef Gu is really good at is The signature dish is called Rose Blood Duck, if you can make it, then you’re really good.”
"Wait!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Wen suddenly disappeared again.
"Sister Xiaowan."
Seeing him leaving, Illya quietly pulled Shen Xiaowan's sleeve and whispered in her ear, "Are Zhong Wen and Chef Gu taught by the same master?"
In fact, the appearance, aroma and taste of the Golden Peace Fruit Cake just now were exactly the same as Chef Gu's craftsmanship. It was no wonder that she had such bizarre thoughts.
"Isn't it?"
Shen Xiaowan thought for a while, shook her head slightly and said, "The last time we were at the Pearl Tower, it was probably the first time Zhong Wen met Chef Gu."
A look of surprise flashed in Illya's eyes, she said nothing more, lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
"boom!"
About a moment later, another steaming pot of rose blood duck was placed on the dining table in front of Illya.
This, this is...!
Smelling this familiar aroma and looking at this familiar color, before Ilya even moved her chopsticks, her nose felt sore and her tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.
She didn't know why she was crying.
She just wanted to cry, really wanted to cry, and would be unhappy if she didn't cry.
"W-would you like to come to my house to be a cook!"
After crying like this for about half a moment, Ilia suddenly raised her head, stared into Zhong Wen's eyes, and asked very seriously, "You can pay me whatever you want!"
