Someone suddenly spoke behind him, Bai Chang was slightly startled, Huo Ran turned around, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sitting alone on a chair, with a plate of small shortbread in front of him, and cooking smoke still wafting in a pot stove behind him.

The room wasn't big, but the boy sat there, not seeming to notice anyone breaking in.

He held a small shortbread in his hand, looked at it over and over, took another bite, closed his eyes and tasted it, and then shook his head.

"I've done it very carefully, but why is the taste not only different from before, but also the level is not clear?"

The boy muttered to himself, his face full of distress, and kept looking at the little shortbread.

Bai Chang was beside him, but he had no sense of existence, watching the young man compete with a small shortbread, and he committed another occupational disease.

"To make the level of small shortbread clear, the simplest factor is the puff pastry, if the oil is not good, then any kind of craftsmanship is useless."

After Bai Chang said that, the young man suddenly woke up, got up and glanced at Bai Chang, bowed down and said: "This gentleman is right, it is indeed a problem of oil quality, but I have been thinking of a way to solve it, but there is no good solution, can I ask if Mr. can teach me?" ”

When this young man saw Bai Chang at first glance, he was not surprised at all, and he was polite and talked well, which made Bai Chang a little surprised.

"Well, since you're in the imperial kitchen, if you use the oil of the Nine Yin to make small shortbreads, it stands to reason that you won't have this problem, right?"

This is just a teenager, looking harmless to humans and animals, so Bai Chang didn't deliberately take precautions, but the young man sighed and said, "I don't know how to use the oil of the Nine Yin to make it, but I can't get ...... at all now."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, looked at Bai Chang in horror and said, "No, who are you, you are not from the Imperial Kitchen, nor from the Hades Palace, how did you get in!" ”

He didn't even remember that something was wrong until now, Bai Chang hurriedly jumped over, covered his mouth, and at the same time pulled out a vegetable shovel and put it against the young man's neck, threatening: "Don't shout, otherwise I will kill you." ”

The young man didn't panic at all, he was just stunned for a moment, looked down, and suddenly said, "Father......"

Bai Chang was taken aback, and said in his heart What is wrong this year, there are people everywhere who recognize their father?

"Father!"

The young man suddenly became excited again, staring at the vegetable shovel, grabbed Bai Chang's arm, and in a flash, the vegetable shovel was already in his hand, and then stood opposite Bai Chang, staring directly at Bai Chang and saying, "Where is my father, where did you get this Jiuyin shovel?" ”

"Uh, your father......"

Bai Chang looked at this young man, suddenly excited, and then said in surprise: "You mean, you are Lao Yi's son?" ”

"What Lao Yi, my father is Yi Ya, the grandfather of the chef!"

"Aha, great, it turns out that you are Lao Yi's son, hahahaha......"

Bai Chang laughed, stepped forward and grabbed the young man and jumped and jumped, the young man took two steps back vigilantly, slammed the door tightly, stared at Bai Chang and shouted in a low voice: "Who are you, why are you here, where is my father?" ”

Bai Chang then remembered that he had been mixed in, so he hurriedly retracted it, and said in a low voice: "If you are Yi Ya's son, it would be great, I have Yi Ya's handwritten letter, and I want to give it to you." ”

The young man's face showed joy, and he hurriedly said: "Where is the letter, show it to me, how is my father now, where is he?" ”

"Don't worry, the letter is on me, but you have to prove that you are indeed the son of Yi Ya."

"How can this be proven, my name is Yi Zi, and Yi Ya is my father, don't you believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, but this matter is very important, and I can't trust you easily."

The young man smiled, with a proud look on his face, and said with his hands behind his back: "Hehehe, my father is the grandfather of the chef, I am the grandfather of the chef, you believe it, you don't believe it, but this is the imperial kitchen of the Hades Palace, you trespass without permission, you have committed a capital crime, believe it or not, as long as I call someone now......"

"Okay, then I'll write to you."

Bai Chang agreed very happily, and directly took out the letter from his body and handed it to the young man.

The young man was stunned: "Why do you believe it so quickly, are you afraid that I will call someone to arrest you?" ”

Bai Chang grinned: "That's not it, but the look you said just now, that stinky and shameless energy, is exactly the same as your father, and at first glance it is your own ......."

The young man rolled his eyes, but he didn't bother with Bai Chang, he hurriedly opened the letter and read it from beginning to end.

Yi Ya wrote in detail in the letter, and after the young man read it, he already understood the ins and outs of the matter, and immediately got up, knelt on the ground upright, and kowtowed to Bai Chang three times.

"What are you doing here, hurry up, I'm not your father......"

Bai Chang hurriedly pulled him up, and the young man Yizi said with a grateful face: "You are my father's benefactor, that is, my benefactor, I should give you a few kowtows." ”

"It's all a trivial matter, you're welcome, besides, I and Lao Yi are friends now, you are his son, that is, my ......"

Bai Chang suddenly felt that something was wrong when he said this, although this young man looked young, he was Yi Ya's son, he was from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and he was more than 2,000 years older than himself.

"Well, you're his son and my senior, you don't have to be so polite, I'm sorry......"

The young man smiled, stood up, and said: "Gossip, this is the imperial kitchen, and idlers are not allowed to enter, why are you so bold, aren't you afraid of being caught and grinding into ghost powder?" ”

Bai Chang sighed: "I'm afraid, but my family is in charge of the soul-attracting lamp, and the stakes are very high, I must get the lamp oil and re-light the soul-attracting lamp, although it is worth taking some risks." ”

The boy looked at him, nodded approvingly, and suddenly said, "Do you know what my father said in the letter?" ”

Bai Chang shook his head: "I don't know, but I guess, I asked you to help me get some lamp oil?" ”

"No, my father asked me to help you find out why Yin Si no longer supplies lamp oil."

"What do you mean when Yin Si supplies lamp oil?"

Bai Chang was slightly stunned, but after thinking about it, he understood, and he suddenly said: "You mean to say that in the past, this lamp oil was supplied by Yin Si?" ”

"Yes, think about it, your Bai family is the person in charge of the Yin Si lamp, and it is also the lamp master, since there is no lamp oil, why don't the Yin Si care?"

"This ...... I really didn't think about it, the point is that my grandfather didn't tell me, I was young when I changed the oil last time, and I didn't know anything. ”

"Alas, it's not a secret, this oil of the nine yin has always been in charge of my father, when he was in the past, whenever there was a lack of lamp oil in the soul-attracting lamp in the world, and it could not be replenished in time, the yin division would allocate a part of the oil of the nine yin for use in the world, which was originally a common practice."

Convention......

Bai Chang was stunned for a moment, if this is the usual practice, then why is no one caring about this matter this time?

"It's all because of the new head of the Imperial Kitchen, Yi Sheng."

The young man Yi Zi suddenly showed a look of resentment, and slammed his fist on the table.

(End of chapter)