"His parents died when he was less than ten years old, so I adopted him. I even gave him his name."
After hearing this, Mrs. Ye and Mr. Jiang both widened their eyes.
Mrs. Ye was in disbelief, while Mr. Jiang recalled some gossip from that year.
It was natural that Mr. Cen was able to serve three kings and still remain standing, and this process could not have been smooth sailing.
When the previous emperor ascended the throne, a major incident occurred in the imperial kitchen.
At that time, people from all walks of life in the imperial kitchen were killed and beaten, and a large number of people were released from the palace.
Only a few people including Mr. Cen were spared from the disaster.
There were rumors at the time that Master Cen escaped the disaster by having his own disciple take the blame.
Could it be that the rumors back then were true?
Mr. Jiang pricked up his ears curiously, afraid of missing any details.
"Is there a scar on your father's left hand?" Old Cen said, gesturing on his own hand. "From here to here, it's a very long scar."
"Yes, it's true..." Mrs. Ye stammered, "You, you mean, you are my father's adoptive father?"
"I am not only his adoptive father, but also his master." Old Cen looked at Mrs. Ye, his heart beating fast.
Before, he had misunderstood that Mrs. Ye was a scheming and opportunistic person, but after many twists and turns, he found out that she was actually the daughter of his apprentice.
"Did your father accept any other disciples besides you?"
"He..." Mrs. Ye still couldn't fully accept what Elder Cen said. After a while, she said, "My father didn't accept any apprentices. He only taught me his cooking skills. He didn't even teach my brothers.
"My dad said that if it weren't for the need to make a living, he wouldn't even want to pick up a spatula anymore."
Upon hearing this, Elder Cen's face darkened and he sighed, "Ah, that's right, after experiencing something like that, he must have been frightened.
"Life is only a few decades long, and being able to live a stable life is better than anything else."
After comforting himself, Elder Cen looked at Sister Ye expectantly and asked, "Where is your father now? Is he still outside the Great Wall?"
After hearing this, it was Mrs. Ye's turn to look gloomy.
"This year, there was a severe drought outside the Great Wall, and then there was a landslide. Everyone was busy fleeing the famine...
"While fleeing the famine, I kept asking people about my family, but I never asked about their whereabouts..."
"What?" Mr. Cen's emotions had fluctuated greatly tonight. He couldn't accept what he heard for a moment. His body swayed twice and he fell down on the chair.
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