Chapter 007: East and West Collide
Suddenly, the mobile phone in Ye Zijing's pocket rang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When she looked at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number, and then she answered the phone, "Hey, hello! ā
A man's voice came from the phone, nice but very cold, "Ye Zijing, this is my number, you save it, I will call you if there is anything, you are not allowed to refuse, of course, you can call me if you have anything, but it does not include your personal matters or things that you can solve by yourself, OK?" ā
As soon as Ye Zijing heard the voice on the other end of the phone, he knew that it was Zhong Ruocheng, the living ancestor.
She smiled flatteringly: "Yes, Uncle Zhong!" ā
The man frowned slightly, "What do you call me?" ā
Ye Zijing coughed dryly, "Ahem, yes, Mr. Zhong!" ā
Zhong Ruocheng didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone directly.
"Xiao Jing, who, why are you so hypocritical talking to him?" Liu Yuxi talked to Ye Zijing, and he has always been straightforward.
Ye Zijing raised her eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Who else can there be, ancestor!" ā
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After a busy day, Ye Zijing drove her small broken car of tens of thousands of yuan back home.
Of course, this home is Zhong Ruocheng's home.
Her tens of thousands of yuan car parked in the tall garage of the villa, especially Zhong Ruocheng's luxury car, is simply out of place, just like a beggar entering a noble manor!
At the door, I met the male butler who was pruning the flowers and plants, Ye Zijing greeted him with a smile, "Steward He, I didn't come back late, did I?" ā
Steward He said solemnly and politely: "Ye Xiao. Sister, very good, you still have an hour to prepare the young master's dinner, I already told you about his taste yesterday, I hope you haven't forgotten! ā
"I DIDN'T FORGET, HE DOESN'T LIKE TO EAT SPICY AND HEAVY FLAVORS, DON'T WORRY, I'LL HOLD IT!"
Ye Zijing first returned to the room, changed out of her potion-smelled clothes, and then hurried into the kitchen.
Several servants in the kitchen were busy, and when they saw Ye Zijing coming, they consciously put down the work in their hands.
Li Li, a middle-aged female chef, stepped forward and said to Ye Zijing: "Miss Ye, I hope you can get used to it here, the young master has specially instructed that dinner will be handed over to you, if there is anything you need help with, we can give you a hand!" ā
"It's okay, I can do it myself, you can keep busy with yourself." Ye Bauhinia was already familiar with the kitchen yesterday, so she probably knew what ingredients to put where.
Li Li nodded, "Okay!" ā
Then, she and the two handymen sorted out the ingredients and were busy with other things.
Ye Zijing was thinking in his mind, what to do for him to eat.
The housekeeper said last night that Zhong Ruocheng doesn't like to eat spicy and heavy things, and things that are too sweet.
"Stir-fried fungus with yams, braised pork ribs, stir-fried mushrooms, wow, perfect!" After Ye Zijing finished talking to herself, she began to go to the cupboard to rummage through the ingredients, the kitchen ingredient cabinet of the rich family is different, there are all kinds of organs, everything.
The female cook and two handymen not far away heard Ye Zijing's words, and one of the handymen felt that something was wrong, so they wanted to step forward to remind Ye Zijing, but they were stopped by Li Li, "Leave her alone!" ā
The handyman maid whispered, "But...... The young master doesn't eat those things! ā
"If the young master loves to eat what she makes, then what should I, the chef, do? Haven't you thought about it? Li Li's eyes were full of warning.
The maid immediately understood what Li Li meant, so she didn't dare to say more.
And Ye Bauhinia is still doing it there very happily, and he thinks that his cooking skills are superb.
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When it was time for dinner, Zhong Ruocheng came back.
As soon as he returned, a line of people came forward to greet him.
Ye Zijing also stood aside and waited for the driver, bowing with everyone, "Young Master!" ā
The housekeeper stepped forward and took Zhong Ruocheng's coat.
Zhong Ruocheng took the towel handed by the servant and wiped his hands, and then walked into the dining room.
The dining room is filled with the smell of food, which is very tempting.
But Zhong Ruocheng frowned when he heard it.
He didn't seem to like the taste.
Walking to the table, he looked at the dishes on the table, turned around and asked, "Who made this?" ā
Ye Zijing stretched out her hand, "I did it, didn't you ask me to prepare dinner for you?" ā
Suddenly, Zhong Ruocheng's face became a little gloomy, and he turned his head and asked Steward He on the side, "Didn't you tell her my taste?" ā
Steward He said respectfully: "Young Master, I said it, it's just ...... I didn't expect her to do this. ā
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with these dishes? Don't worry, I've tasted it all, it's delicious. Ye Zijing didn't know what the situation was, so he explained to himself.
At this time, Steward He said to Ye Zijing solemnly: "Miss Ye, the young master grew up abroad since he was a child, and he doesn't eat Chinese food, he only eats cheese and garlic prawns with breadcrumbs and fish steaks for dinner, plus creamy mushroom soup and ......."
"Wait, what's the soup?" Ye Zijing asked suspiciously.
Steward He repeated: "Creamy mushroom soup!" ā
"Huh? Can cream still be used in soup with mushrooms? Isn't cream used to spread on cakes? Ye Zijing looked confused.
Zhong Ruocheng's eyes fell on the bewildered Ye Zijing, and he smiled faintly, "Of course, it can also be wiped on your head!" ā
Ye Bauhinia: "......"
All of them snickered against their heads, trying to resist the urge to laugh.
Steward He's face darkened, and his voice became colder and colder, "Miss Ye, cream refers to cream, and ...... with it"
Zhong Ruocheng interrupted Steward He's words, "Okay, Steward He, you don't need to explain so much, just play the piano to the cow!" Looks like it was a terrible decision to ask her to make me dinner! ā
Ye Zijing muttered in a low voice: "If you didn't say it earlier, I didn't know that you didn't eat Chinese food, and ...... It's true that I don't cook Western food...... However, since you don't eat Chinese food, why buy these ingredients? She asked, puzzled.
Steward He replied, "Because these ingredients are cooked for the servants to eat, and the servants eat Chinese food." ā
"Uh...... Well, my bad! Ye Zijing let out a long breath, feeling a little depressed.
Zhong Ruocheng turned to Li Li and said, "Aunt Li, please make me a sandwich and send it to my room." ā
"Yes, young master!" Li Li responded very respectfully.
Zhong Ruocheng then went upstairs, and even his back was very elegant.
Ye Zijing stood in place with an embarrassed face, looking at the few snickering people in the kitchen, she immediately understood.
This chef Li Li knew that Zhong Ruocheng would not eat what she made, but he didn't stop her in time, just to see her embarrassed!
She always felt that this family, whether it was a master or a servant, was strange.