Chapter Ninety-Four: The Chef of the Floating Flower Palace is treated so well!
"Zhong Wen, this is the prince of the imperial capital Lin family, and the younger brother of the master. Nangong Ling smiled and introduced, "Young Master Lin, this is Zhong Wen, the chef of the Floating Flower Palace that I mentioned to you. ”
"It turned out to be a relative of the palace master's sister. Zhong Wen smiled and said, "That's not an outsider, Brother Lin came by chance, today I made a whole roasted whole sheep, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to finish it." ”
"I've seen Brother Zhong. Lin Chaofeng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Zhong Wen was young and very different from the middle-aged greasy man he imagined.
"What kind of brother is not a brother, call me Zhong Wen. Zhong Wen's eyes turned to Fu Bo on the side again, "Who is this old man...?"
"The old man is just a subordinate of the Lin family, and Brother Zhong doesn't have to pay attention to it. Fauber said with a smile.
Hearing this, Zhong Wen stared at Fu Bo up and down for a moment, and said with a smile: "My husband is polite, the climate on the mountain has been a little humid in the past two days, and you need to pay attention to your body." ”
When Fauber heard this, his eyes were bright, but they were fleeting.
"It's getting late, so let's sit down and eat. Nangong Ling interrupted the three of them to greet each other.
When Zhong Wen heard this, he sat down on the edge of Leng Wushuang with a big grin: "Come on, Brother Lin, try my craftsmanship, you can't eat this roasted whole sheep anywhere else." ”
"That's it. "Lin Chaofeng's tutoring is excellent, his manners are polite, and he does not have the slightest rebelliousness of the children of high-ranking officials.
The lamb on the plate had already been cut by Zhong Wen, and he picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth.
"This...!" The mutton in his mouth is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and smooth, without a trace of smell, under the gentle chewing, an unprecedented aroma instantly fills the mouth and nose, it is actually a human delicacy that he has never experienced.
Lin Chaofeng and Fu Bo glanced at each other, and they both read the sense of amazement in each other's eyes.
Looking at the women on the table again, they have long lost their previous reserve, and their chopsticks dance quickly, forming an afterimage in the air.
"Before, I wondered why this Floating Flower Palace was full of women, but hired a male chef. Lin Chaofeng sighed sincerely, "It turns out that the Zhong Wen brothers are so skilled, and the royal chef is simply a beginner's apprentice compared to you." ”
"Awards, awards!" Zhong Wen said politely.
"Have you ever thought of developing elsewhere?" Lin Chaofeng suddenly proposed, "With your cooking skills, even if you are in the imperial capital, you will definitely be sought after." ”
As soon as he said this, he regretted it, and felt several unfriendly eyes shoot at him.
"Brother Lin's words are wrong. Zhong Wen smiled and pointed to all the beauties present, "Could it be that you can find a more wonderful fairyland than this Floating Flower Palace?"
"It's extreme, it's extreme!" Lin Chaofeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed, only to feel that the young man in front of him was a wonderful person, and he couldn't help but feel a little close.
"Brother Lin is here to visit his sister?" Zhong Wen saw that everyone else was concentrating on food, so he took the initiative to take on the role of chatter.
"Yes, my sister has never returned since she entered the Floating Flower Palace, and the whole family misses it very much. Lin Chaofeng didn't dare to speak out, and said falsely.
"It's not that the palace master's sister doesn't want to miss her family, but as the head of a faction, she has too many things to deal with, and I'm afraid that I won't be free. Zhong Wen comforted, "Please also ask Brother Lin to be considerate." ”
"What, the eldest sister is the palace master of the Floating Flower Palace?" Lin Chaofeng was taken aback again, and glanced in the direction of Fu Bo, "What about the elder who took her as an apprentice back then?"
"Master Qingxuzi has passed away for many years, and when he was dying, he passed the position of palace master to his master. Nangong Ling's face showed a gloomy color, she was the only disciple under Lin Zhiyun's seat who had seen Qingxuzi.
"Originally, I came here to invite my eldest sister to go home for a few days and visit my parents by the way. Lin Chaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "In this way, it is a little tricky." ”
"In the past few days, I'm afraid that the palace master's sister may not be able to pull out. Zhong Wen and Nangong Ling looked at each other, and then said, "First, she is in retreat, and secondly, a few days ago, there was a big battle between the Floating Flower Palace and the Xiao family, and a lot of Liang Zi was formed, and most of the other party will come again, if the palace master's sister is not on the mountain, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist." ”
"Does the Floating Flower Palace have a grudge against the Xiao family?" Lin Chaofeng only felt that one heavy piece of information after another was about to smash over, making him dizzy.
Xiao Wenjian plotted against the land around Qingfeng Mountain, but as a result, he stole chickens and rice, and was beaten by the palace master's sister and fled. Zhong Wen added fuel and vinegar, "At this time, most of them are still planning how to retaliate." ”
"I see!" Lin Chaofeng showed a sudden realization on his face, as if he understood why the Xiao family proposed to the Lin family.
I couldn't beat you, so I married you.
What a calculation!
Fu Bo's eyes wandered back and forth between Zhong Wen and Nangong Ling, with a suspicious look on his face.
"Lin Gongzi, Fu senior. Nangong Ling said loudly, "Master is only afraid that it will take some time for the master to retreat, why don't you stay on this Qingfeng Mountain for a few days first, and wait for her to get out?"
Lin Chaofeng looked at Fu Bo and saw that he bowed slightly, so he said happily: "In this case, I will bother here for a few days." ”
At this moment, he saw that Leng Wushuang had taken a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Zhong Wen's mouth.
The chef of the Floating Flower Palace is treated so well!
Lin Chaofeng fell into a misunderstanding, and his heart was full of envy and jealousy......
Ye Qinglian's room was empty, except for a quilt, there was nothing else, and there was no trace of inhabitation.
At this time, she was sitting upright on the wooden chair, and a pair of big bright eyes above the green face towel stared at Zhong Wen who was sitting opposite.
Zhong Wen held a medicine jar in his left hand and a long medicine pestle in his right hand, constantly squeezing, rotating and grinding, and bursts of medicinal fragrance wafted out of the jar, refreshing people's hearts.
He was a little tired, so he raised his head and smiled at Ye Qinglian: "Sister, don't worry, there is no injury in this world that my Zhong Wen can't heal." ”
"I'm not worried. Ye Qinglian's voice was cold, and the fullness of her chest rose and fell, but it betrayed her nervous mood at the moment.
After another moment, Zhong Wen stopped the movement of his hand: "Okay, sister, please uncover the face towel." ”
Ye Qinglian's body trembled slightly, stretched out her fingertips like bamboo shoots, and took off the green face towel on her face, revealing a melon seed face with delicate facial features but scars.
"Relax a little. Zhong Wen put his finger into the medicine jar, dipped a sticky ointment, looked at Ye Qinglian's beautiful eyes and said, "Trust me." ”
"Hmm. Looking at Zhong Wen's clear eyes, Ye Qinglian took a deep breath and felt a little calmer, "You just do it." ”
After being disfigured, she once fell into the despair of self-abandonment, and her temperament became weird and irritable, but at this moment, the hope in her heart was rekindled by Zhong Wen, and she was extremely worried, for fear that too high expectations would bring deeper loss.
Zhong Wen showed a gentle smile on his face, stretched out his right hand, and gently applied the ointment to the hideous scar on the surface of Ye Qinglian's cheek.
His movements were very light and soft, Ye Qinglian only felt that the place on his face that had been touched by him was cold, and a strong medicinal fragrance came to his nose, which was very comfortable, and the originally somewhat restless mood gradually calmed down.
Soon, her face was covered with plaster by Zhong Wen, and she was about to put on a scarf, but he reached out to stop her.
"Don't wear a face towel these days, otherwise it is not conducive to skin ventilation. Zhong Wen explained, "I will send the food to your room, change the medicine once a day, and after about seven days, you can recover ninety percent." ”
"Ninety percent, can't you fully recover?" Although Ye Qinglian felt that the recovery of ninety percent had greatly exceeded expectations, she still couldn't help asking, "Is there no way to leave the remaining one?"
"Ninety percent recovered, and there are no traces of the scar anymore. Zhong Wen replied, "It's just that the texture of the skin will always be a little different from the original, as for the last one, if my sister is willing, I naturally have a way, and it's not too late for us to discuss it in seven days." ”
"Good. Ye Qinglian nodded, her eyes showed a look of expectation, and her voice became a lot softer, "Thank you for your hard work." ”
It was the first time Zhong Wen heard Ye Qinglian speak in such a gentle tone, and couldn't help but laugh: "Sister, it would be nice if you could speak in such a voice all the time." ”
"Really?" Ye Qinglian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly recalled the old time.
Am I being too arrogant?
If I had lowered my posture like that vixen, and the bird depended on people, wouldn't he have ......
A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind, and she was a little stupid for a while.
Ye Qun took a bowl of old hen soup, brought it to his mouth and took a sip gently.
"This is the taste of 'Sai Shen'?" his brow first furrowed, then tightened, and his face was a little gloomy.
As the son-in-law of the Xiao family and the helmsman of the dignified Silver Ring Chamber of Commerce, he thinks that he has tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but the ordinary chicken soup in front of him still deeply touched his taste nerves.
"Yes, this is the latest condiment 'Sai Shenxian' launched by Shengyu Commercial Bank. The deacon of the three rings dressed in gold on the side said respectfully, "Yesterday, Shangguan Mingyue organized a promotion meeting and demonstrated the effect of the 'Race Immortals' on the spot. ”
"Can you use the resources of the Xiao family to grab the formula?" This was Ye Qun's first reaction, and he instantly realized the terrifying market value of the 'Race Immortal'.
"That royal princess has a stake in it, and the Xiao family is not good at breaking the rules casually for the time being. The gold-robed deacon shook his head and said.
"Yes, then let her live a few more days. Ye Qun sneered, "Anyway, Shengyu Commercial Bank won't be able to jump for long, and how to divide this cake at that time depends on the face of the Xiao family." ”
"Then let's ......"
"Leave her alone, continue to keep an eye on the elixir market. Ye Qun looked serious, "Try to grab all the elixir channels on Sheng Yu's side as much as possible." ”
"Yes!"