Chapter 313: Imperial Chef Ye He
I was intrigued by Mr. Zhou's words, and kept asking him: "Let's wait for someone here to be bored, can you tell me about the origin of the chef?"
Old Man Zhou gave me a hint: "I heard that the chef's surname is Ye He, and his ancestor was the imperial chef of Lord Qianlong. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
"Oh, I've heard of the one you said." As soon as I heard Ye He's two words, I knew who Old Man Zhou was talking about.
"You've heard of him?" Old Man Zhou was surprised how that person was so famous.
I said, "He is a miracle in old Shanghai, there are very few people like us who have never heard of his name, but I heard that their family was defeated, and there are few who survived."
Old Man Zhou explained: "In fact, the elites of their family have been retained, and there are not as many dead as people think."
I asked Mr. Zhou suspiciously: "This is all old things, how do you know?"
Old Man Zhou felt that he was being despised , he raised his thick eyebrows, glanced at the corner of his eye and said, "Who am I?" Can anyone think of something that I can't understand?"
I grimaced at Old Man Zhou and stretched out my thumb to him and said, "Cow, I forgot that you still have such a cheating artifact."
I was talking and laughing with Mr. Zhou, and before I knew it, when it was time for school, the principal personally took Su Tong and them out?
Old Man Zhou and I had good eyes, and when we saw them from afar, we greeted them.
I was afraid that Su Tong would embarrass the principal, so I hurriedly asked, "Is today's exam question difficult?" Will you all do?"
Fan Siqin preemptively said; "It's very simple, we have already done it, but we didn't dare to hand in the paper early for fear of being too eye-catching, and we only handed in the paper until everyone handed in almost the three of us."
Old Man Zhou listened to Fan Siqin's words, his heart was happy, a big chrysanthemum bloomed on his face, he laughed and greeted the principal, "These three children, you have bothered the principal, let's go have a meal together?"
The headmaster waved his hand again and again; "No, I have to invigilate the exam in the afternoon, you guys go eat first."
After bidding farewell to the principal, we followed Mr. Zhou to the old site of the Sun family.
Su Tong asked Old Man Zhou suspiciously: "Grandpa Zhou, where are you going to take us?"
"Take you to eat the best in the world." Old Man Zhou replied happily.
Fan Siqin didn't want to leave, she took Old Man Zhou's hand and said, "Grandpa, we still have a subject to take in the afternoon, so let's eat around here."
Old Man Zhou patiently explained to Fan Siqin: "It's not far, it's not far, it's a few steps away, the food outside is unhygienic, I'll take you to a clean place to eat."
As we spoke, we walked through the old site of the Sun family and came to the door of a small courtyard covered with ivy.
Old Man Zhou politely knocked on the door of the small courtyard.
"Who?" An old inquiry came from inside.
"Someone who came to eat." Old Man Zhou forgot that people didn't know him at all, he just remembered that he was coming over for dinner.
The people inside unceremoniously sent Old Man Zhou away and said: "Our house is not a restaurant, if you want to eat, there is a restaurant about a kilometer to the left of the door that is doing well, you should go quickly, forgive me for not opening the door for you when I am old and weak."
Old Man Zhou said too satisfactorily in the early stage, how can he let people send away so many words now. His face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "You old Yehe, you didn't even open the door when your benefactor arrived at the door, is this how you treat your benefactor?"
"Benefactor?" The person inside muttered suspiciously.
"Help you get rid of the people of the Sun family." Old Man Zhou prompted.
The door of the small courtyard opened suddenly, and an old man in his sixties walked out with a limp.
After carefully looking at Old Man Zhou up and down, left and right, he knelt on the ground for a long time, whimpering and refusing to get up.
Old Man Zhou helped the old man up, and asked curiously: "I said that it was your benefactor, and you believed it so easily?"
The old man wiped his tears lightly, choked up and said, "I saw you that night."
"Have you seen me?" Old Man Zhou didn't believe it, each of us added a protective shield to ourselves that night, and it shouldn't be possible for anyone to see us.
"Yes, there were three people talking and laughing at the Sun family in mid-air that day, and there were two of you among them." After the old man Ye He finished speaking, he pointed at me again.
I couldn't help but be curious about Old Man Yehe's eyesight: "Old man, how did you see us?"
The old man lowered his voice and explained: "The children of our Ye He family have the blood of the Protoss, and they can see through all formations, and any protection and concealment techniques are invisible in front of our eyes."
Qian Mo was attracted by the old man's words, she stepped forward and asked with a gossipy face: "Grandpa, what else is special about your children?"
The old man looked at the faces of me and Mr. Zhou, and found that we were also very interested in this matter, and he proudly said to us: "Our children's sense of smell and taste is very sensitive, and they can smell smells that others can't smell, and they can taste tastes that ordinary people can't distinguish."
Old Man Zhou thought for a while and said, "I can't complain that the old grandson said that the food you cook is delicious, it turns out that the mystery is here."
"Benefactor, please come into the house and talk, everyone hasn't eaten yet, my old man will personally cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles for you today." After speaking, Old Man Ye He pulled Old Man Zhou and walked into the house.
Su Tong usually doesn't like to eat noodles the most, she took my hand and pouted her mouth and said unhappily: "Mom, let's run so far just to eat a bowl of egg noodles?"
I don't quite understand why Old Man Ye He would think of dealing with us with a bowl of egg noodles, but when he arrived at someone's territory, he really didn't want to say anything at this time, so he had to comfort Su Tong and said: "Since you are here, whether it is good or not is a piece of people's heart, so you can eat it."
After the old man Ye He let us into the living room, he went to the kitchen by himself, and was busy for about half an hour to bring out six bowls of Yangchun noodles.
The noodles are as thin as silver threads, and the light noodle soup is floating with a little green, just like the willow in early spring blooming a little bit of new green.
Seeing the food, Old Man Zhou no longer regarded himself as an outsider, he sat down with a big move, without letting the old man Ye He, picked up a thin silver wire and sucked it gently into his mouth, and suddenly his tongue was fragrant, and he couldn't help himself. A bowl of Yangchun noodles didn't wait for us to move the chopsticks, there was no more.
After Mr. Zhou finished eating, he clicked his mouth, and looked at the bowl of noodles in front of us, with a great posture of grabbing it. Seeing the hungry wolf-like old man Zhou, we all picked up the Yangchun noodles and unceremoniously put them in our mouths, and even Su Tong, who didn't like to eat noodles the most, ate the last strand of silver in his bowl within three minutes.