During the famine, a sack of grain was traded for a little girl. Everyone thought the family had lost their minds.
But ever since they adopted little Qingtian, it was as if their lives had be...
The person in front was just shouting randomly, trying to make an appointment.
Who knew that while they were shouting, someone suddenly started asking for a deposit.
This time, those who wanted to invite Mrs. Ye to the banquet were dumbfounded. Everyone knew that the one who paid first would have more advantages!
The room instantly became a mess. Everyone was holding money in their hands. Some had a string of copper coins, some had a silver dime, and Ye Hua even saw someone holding a silver note.
Mrs. Ye didn't recognize any of these people and had no idea who was who. She was almost scared by the scene.
But she was surrounded by people, so there was no place for her to hide, let alone run away.
Just now, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Ye were talking in low voices, so Qingtian slept soundly.
But at this time, there were so many people making noise in the house that the roof was almost blown off, and Qingtian was naturally woken up.
"Mom..." Qingtian hadn't had enough of her nap, and there was a hint of grievance in her voice. She tried hard to burrow her little head into Mrs. Ye's arms.
Old Mrs. Wang just ran in in a hurry and was lucky enough to get a seat next to Mrs. Ye.
Seeing that Qingtian had woken up, she reached out and touched Qingtian's little head, as if to please Mrs. Ye.
"This child is so well-behaved..."
Before Mrs. Wang finished her words of praise, Qingtian burst into tears.
Mrs. Ye protected Qingtian's head with her hands and wanted to take a step back but was blocked by someone. She could only turn her body slightly and face away from Mrs. Wang.
"I..." Before Mrs. Wang could withdraw her hand, she said "I" awkwardly, not knowing what to say next.
The people who saw what just happened started talking at once.
"Aunt Wang, the child just woke up, how can you touch him casually?"
"Who says it's not? Children's souls are unstable. If they are frightened, it's no joke."
"Aunt Wang, you've taken care of many children before, how could you make such a mistake?"
In order to eliminate one more competitor, several people around her also started talking about Old Lady Wang as much as they could.
Old Lady Wang was so angry that she stamped her feet and said, "Why would you bother with this?"
Seeing that it was no use keeping the situation in such a mess, Ye Hua took the opportunity to shout, "Don't worry, everyone. If you keep shouting like this, people won't be able to remember, right?
"How about this? You guys step aside for a moment and let the other person go out and take care of the child. I'll go call my Rongyu over and write down all the dates you want to hire a chef for, to see if there are any duplicates. Then we'll talk about it. Is that okay?"
As the host, Ye Hua said this, so everyone naturally had to give her some face.
And what she said did make sense. Everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, but in the end no one could make an appointment with anyone.
With Ye Hua's help, Mrs. Ye finally squeezed out of the east room holding Qingtian.
"Why don't you go to the west wing and rest for a while? Qiuyi is in that room!" Ye Hua said to Mrs. Ye, then turned to find her youngest son Jiang Rongyu and said, "Come with me, writing brush and ink. I'll ask you to help me write something down."
Qingtian was still humming softly, so Mrs. Ye didn't care about what was happening over there and left it all to Ye Hua to handle. She held Qingtian in her arms, knocked on the door, and walked into the west wing.
In the west wing, Qiu Yi and her friends had already eaten their fill, but they were chatting animatedly, so no one went out and had no idea what was going on in the main house.
Although I could vaguely hear some noise over there, I just thought it was just drunk men shouting and yelling, so I didn't take it seriously.
So when everyone saw Mrs. Ye carrying Qingtian into the house, they were a little confused.
Who is this person? Did he walk into the wrong house?
Seeing that everyone in the room was silent and turned to look at her and Qingtian in her arms, Mrs. Ye said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to bother you."
Then she said to Qiu Yi, "There are too many people in the main house, it's a mess, and the children are scared and crying. Aunt Hua asked me to bring Qingtian over to your place to stay for a while.
Qiu Yi was pleasantly surprised during her meal today. Seeing Sister Ye, she immediately introduced her to her sisters with a smile on her face, "Didn't you all ask me who made the delicious dishes today? Now that person is right before my eyes!"
The young girls and wives in the room were stunned.
She's actually a female chef?
Still... a little unremarkable...
Mrs. Ye had been busy in the kitchen all morning today. She was very nervous when she went to see Mr. Jiang just now, and she was surrounded by a group of people and had to work hard to get away.
So, her forehead was covered in sweat, strands of hair were stuck to her face, and she was holding a child in her arms...
No matter how you look at it, it just makes people feel embarrassed and doesn't look like a chef at all.
Huang Yueping asked curiously, "Did you really cook all the dishes today?"
"Yes, I did it all." Mrs. Ye smiled at her.
Seeing that Mrs. Ye was quite friendly, Huang Yueping became bolder and asked, "How many years have you been learning cooking?"
"Oh, that was a long time." Mrs. Ye recalled, "Anyway, ever since I was old enough to hold a kitchen knife, my father started teaching me how to modify a knife and really pushed me to practice my knife skills.
"Then I started learning cooking from him, and I continued to learn until I got married."
"Your father is so kind. He didn't even say anything about passing the skills down to sons." Another little girl at the table was envious. "My father only taught my eldest brother and my younger brother his skills, and he always did it in secret, as if he was afraid I'd find out."
Mrs. Ye had never thought about this question carefully before, but she was asked it many times today, and when she thought about it, it seemed quite strange.
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