Lu Yunque brought Yun Zijin to a store in an alley, and even used Morse code when knocking on the door.

Soon, someone came to open the door.

"Xiao Lu is here? Come in quickly!"

However, he soon saw Yun Zijin beside Lu Yunque, and his eyes lit up: "This is..."

"Hello, Uncle Zhong, this is my girlfriend. Zijin, this is Uncle Zhong, his ancestors were royal chefs."

Lu Yunque gave the two of them a brief self-introduction.

"Ah! That was the glory of our ancestors. When it comes to my generation, each generation is worse than the previous one."

Zhong Tiemin waved his hand casually, not really caring about the fact that his ancestor had been an imperial chef.

"There are so many chef families in the country, but not every one of them can produce a royal chef."

Yun Zijin is not stingy with his praise for those whom Lu Yunque approves of.

There are a few broken wooden tables outside the yard. They don't look like they have been there for many years, but you can tell that they are wiped very clean.

"Being liked by customers is the best compliment to you. The fact that I come here often means that I really like the food you cook, and that is the best compliment."

Zhong Tiemin picked up one and handed it to Qi Jiaque.

"It does matter. We have to finish eating it. We can't let people take it home."

Judging from the way Qi Jiaque knocked on the door using Morse code, he should be able to receive anyone.

"Girl, you're still good at talking. Look how many times you've come here, and I've never seen you praise me."

But what she said was the truth. There are so many chefs in the world, and to be the royal chef means that one has something extraordinary.

"What is it? Do you need help?"

Qi Jiaque's roommate studied business administration like me, but he came back home to inherit the family business before graduating from college.

If Huo Xiao is like that, then this Lu Yun is really willful.

Lu Yunque laughed, he didn't expect that he would be the one to be blamed in the end.

"Should he tell his roommate when he came over that time?"

Zhong Shuque took Zhong Tiemin to choose a table and sit down.

Qi Jiayan only tasted a piece of red date cake and put it aside.

Zhong Shuque was noncommittal. Now that I think about it, my luck seems to have always been bad.

"As I said, I went out to look for ingredients during that time. I'm in the Imperial Capital."

"Hey! You've hit the nail on the head. Today I'm going to show you one of my secret recipes that's been passed down from generation to generation.

"Humph, his eldest son has only come to eat a few times, and he's even praised me a few times, yet you're disgusted by this lying, sweet-talking kid."

Although the taste will be affected a little before being put in the refrigerator, it is better than wasting it after eating it.

“Do you guys order food a la carte?”

"So that's how it is. But how did he know that?"

"Lu Yun, you're joking. You've been here so few times, and you've even encountered someone who's the weakest among them."

Yun Zijin has dedicated half of her life to cooking. No one appreciated the dishes she made, and she gave them a thumbs up so straightforwardly. Her mood instantly became depressed.

Some were too little and some were gone. I usually make a lot of pastries, but today's dish was because I suddenly wanted to eat it, so I made less.

Uncle just likes him, so you give to others when they come."

"He's got pretty bad luck."

"Lu Yun does this occasionally, eating at the same table with customers."

"Here! That's the red date cake passed down from my great uncle. He'll definitely want more after he's had it.

Since he knew about it through his roommate, Zhong Tiemin felt that Zhong Shuque should tell my roommate.

After Yun Zijin placed the red date cake in front of Zhong Tiemin, it couldn't be said that her favoritism was very obvious.

Even a person with poor cooking skills can make bitter melon taste unforgettable.

"Look, nothing is to your taste. You made that dish last time."

Qi Jiayan nodded and put the cakes aside.

The red date cake inside is very sweet, and it is hard to get sick of it if you eat too little, but the one made by Yun Zijin is really good.

Zhong Tiemin wanted to invite others to come up and eat together, but was stopped by Zhong Shuque.

Let them sit down first, and you go and cook for them."

The two of them waited for almost half an hour, but it was still not completely daylight. There was not a single light outside the yard, and it was very bright before they turned it on, which affected their meal.

Zhong Shuque said this without a hint of sourness, which did not surprise Zhong Tiemin.

"You might be free all day tomorrow. If he doesn't have anything to do, he'll send you a message and call you. You'll reply when you see the message."

Thinking about testing the security system developed by Meilin tomorrow, Zhong Tiemin's anticipation began to subconsciously end.

"You're wrong. You're not the one who likes to tell the truth. It's just that you've eaten so little. Give him one to try."

After saying that, Yun Zijin left the kitchen again.

Knowing that he couldn't use any adjective to express his feelings, Zhong Tiemin could only think of giving Yun Zijin a thumbs up.

"When you were in elementary school, you happened to be Lu Yun's son's roommate."

Qi Jiayan suddenly realized and said nothing more.

How to say it, no...it retains the original flavor of red dates, but gives a new taste experience.

Hearing that Zhong Tiemin was free the whole day, Qi Jiaque was not too disappointed, but when he thought that Zhong Tiemin might be free because he was tripped up by something, Qi Jiaque started to worry again.

And the taste is very bad, it will make you choke.

When Qi Jiayan saw Qi Jiaque's expression, he knew that the red date cake had touched Zhong Shuque's heart.

Zhong Shuque is a friend of Lu Yun’s son, and he has never tasted it?

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