222. The Legendary Tyrant (II)

222. The Legendary Tyrant (II)

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It is the heart of the castle, the lifeblood of the castle, the place where it is unique and supreme for all mortals.

In Fan's memory, he had spent a lot of time here, and this room was accompanied by countless memories, deeply stuck in Fan's heart.

This is the kitchen of Almac Castle.

Since he was a child, Fan has often used the ghost to come to the kitchen to steal food, so much so that this time, he naturally placed the exit in this place.

"This place will not change for a hundred years. ā€

Fan looked at the kitchen, which was even more familiar than his bedroom, and said with emotion.

Then, naturally, he opened a cabinet somewhere and rummaged through it.

But unfortunately, he didn't seem to find anything.

"Don't you have a snack? By the way, that's a habit I've only developed since I started, and I'm not born yet. ā€

It's really strange for Fan to have such an overmature smile, but Fan is now showing such a knowing smile.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

A plump young girl, holding a knife in her hand, leaned forward vigilantly.

Well, in the future that everyone knows, this cook will gain at least another 100 kilograms, like blowing up a balloon, but now, she is just a new girl who has just started to become a chef and has a slightly plump body.

"Yo, Nanny, just look at it, I'm looking for something to eat. ā€

Fan's calmness and unhurriedness, as if his behavior in his own home is very deceptive, coupled with the valuable aristocratic clothes on his body, how can this little girl who has just entered the castle to work distinguish the identity of Fan.

So the cook lady who was called Nanni by Fan was decisively confused.

She didn't know why the other party knew her name, so she put down the knife and carefully apologized, "Are you the noble lord of the castle?"

"Hahaha, Nanny, you're so polite, it wasn't like this when I was caught stealing food before, forget it, I said, you can help me make some food." Fan said heartily.

The poor cook had no idea when she had caught this noble-looking little nobleman, and she was confused, and said pitifully, "I'm sorry, but I'm not qualified to be in charge alone." ā€

"Don't care, I say you can do it, after all, I can say that I grew up eating the food you cooked, and there is nothing more suitable for my taste than the food you cooked. ā€

Is there something wrong with this little nobleman's brain? Why would he say something that didn't happen at all? Nanni was puzzled and carefully hid these questions in her heart, and the difference in identity made her dare not express the doubts in her heart at all.

"Anyway, make me something, I just want to eat what you cooked. ā€

"But ......"

"Immediately, immediately, now, this is the order!!"

"Compliance...... Yes!!"

The poor cook began her work honestly under the arrogant orders of the unreasonable young master.

There was a gurgling sound in the kitchen, and the heat and the aroma of food came out at the same time.

With a knife and fork in his hand, Fan sat at the table, looking forward to the long-lost taste.

The smell of home.

Even though he was young, he was the one who could be selected to work at the castle, and after a few moments, the fragrant steak was finished.

"It's Nanny, she really knows my tastes. ā€

It is not so much that it suits Fan's taste, but that Fan has long been accustomed to the cook's craftsmanship, and as dishes suitable for or not suitable for nobility are served, Fan begins to enjoy his feast.

The suitability is 100%, no matter what kind of dishes are completely in line with Fan's taste, he grew up eating this taste, although the current Nanni's craftsmanship is still a little jerky, but for Fan this is an interesting experience.

"It's delicious, Nanny, you're more than enough to be the head chef. ā€

The dishes made by themselves can be loved, even if it is praised by such an unidentified young master, and some of the chefs who are confused feel happy, but that joy is covered by deep awe in the next moment.

A man walked into the kitchen and came behind Fan.

He just stood quietly behind Fan, looking at Fan, who was fighting with food.

Under the gesture of this person's eyes, Nanni honestly left the kitchen, and Fan did not stay, so there was only the sound of knives and forks colliding and chewing in the kitchen.

"Is that you?" Seeing that Fan hadn't stopped his movements, the person behind Fan finally spoke: "Uninvited, the stinky rat that broke into my house, is that you?"

"Do I still need to break in here?" Fan didn't look back, and said while eating: "This is my home, I can come back whenever I want." ā€

"That's ......"

The man behind him seemed to be looking Fan up and down, and then he cracked his mouth and laughed.

It looked a lot like a typical villain's smile.

"In this house, only useful people are qualified to eat, can you come in handy?

"No kidding, the guy who pushes all the work to someone else is the waste who doesn't deserve to eat. ā€

"Stupid, throw away the job of a stinky little devil like you, that's my job as the head of the family!"

"Isn't it because the stupid head of the family can't do the work that he throws it to someone else?"

With his head bowed, wielding a knife and fork and fighting for food, it was the typical posture of Duke Black Almac.

"Hmph, as a stinky rat, his eloquence is good. ā€

Saying that, the person behind him finally detoured to the other party and sat on the other side of the table.

This man has blonde hair similar to Fan, even his appearance looks somewhat similar, and he still has an evil smile on his face, and his villainous appearance is unforgettable at a glance, and anyone who sees him will immediately associate him with words like boss.

The man sat down, then took a pair of knives and forks, and grabbed the food on the table.

"You're in the way, get out of the way. Van said.

"That's what I'm going to say, stinky dwarf. The other party said mercilessly: "A short man with only that little size doesn't need to eat so much at all, and the rest is all mine!"

"You are jealous of my youth, the old man is careful of overeating and suddenly dies. ā€

"Hmph, that's a lot of nonsense!!"

There was a thud on the table, causing things like plates and saucers to shake violently, and the man stood up with his hands on the table, looking at Fan condescendingly.

"Stinky little ghost, are you done eating!!"

Fan was not frightened, he carefully protected the plate in front of him, and looked at him dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

"As I said, I don't keep waste at home. The person on the other side bared his teeth, glared at Fan and said, "If you eat as much as you eat, you will make me a cow and a horse and return it, if you dare to get it for nothing......"

"I'll kill you!!"

"If you can kill me, you can kill me. Fan glared back with the same bad expression on his face, which made the two of them seem to be printed in the same mold: "You can't do it, because ......"

"I'm 10,000 times stronger than you!" )