"Thank you for your guidance, sir!"
After a long while, Sheng Jicheng finally sorted out his thoughts and bowed solemnly to Feng Sanshi to express his gratitude.
Feng Sanshi accepted it proudly.
"Your Highness, there's no need to thank me. My Lord has asked me to remind you of these things. For the sake of our important affairs, you must not take them lightly. For example, recently rumors have suddenly spread in the city about your relationship with the Xin family. You must treat it with great caution. If they hadn't come to me without knowing our relationship, we would still be in the dark. Also, what about the princess and prince from Daqing? What are you going to do?"
"Well, I understand what you said, sir. I will find a way to find out who is behind these rumors in the city. As for those people from Daqing... although those drugs won't kill them, they are enough to keep them bedridden for half a month. And they still want to attend my wedding with Baozhuer, haha."
Sheng Jicheng thought about the poison he had put in Fengming and the others' cups, and laughed maliciously and complacently. He felt much better and turned to discuss other things with Feng Sanshi.
In the room of the tavern opposite, Feng Ming was entering, surrounded by Feng Xiyun and Feng Yuyun.
"(*@ο@*)Wow~, sister, you are so great! You didn't see the chef's expression just now. It was so funny."
"That's going to make you laugh to death. You didn't see the faces of the waiters outside. They were salivating at the aroma of the food."
"Okay, you two, stop flattering me. That chef is a good guy, but he's been praised a little too much and is a little too arrogant. He thinks he's the best. I think after I gave him a blow, he'll be able to let go and cook with peace of mind. He's a talented cook."
knock
knock
knock
Just as Fengming finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.
They looked at each other. What happened today? Is it so difficult to just have a meal? Feng Xiyun stopped his followers, put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and ran to open the door.
The person standing outside the door was actually the chef!
"Hey, why are you here again? I lost the food contest, so what? Are you still looking for trouble?"
Feng Xiyun saw that the chef had a bad look on his face, because just now the chef had heard that Fengming was also a good cook, and that naked disdain of "women can also cook" was really annoying.
"Um, sir, you misunderstood. I came here to ask for a favor."
The chef was so embarrassed that his face flushed with shame that he said, "I have something to ask for." He knew he was wrong and had originally planned to apologize to Fengming, but who knew that the young man's words, "Your cooking is not as good as my sister's, and you have a bad temper," would provoke him. He insisted on competing with Fengming in cooking, and after losing, he came to ask for help again. It was really not very kind of him.
"What are you doing? My sister is busy. One fight is enough. Do you still need a best-of-three match? Although your cooking is not as good as my sister's, you are still unbeatable in this place. The owner of this tavern will not be willing to fire you, don't worry."
Because the owner of the tavern also came during the cooking competition, he looked quite unhappy when he saw his chef lose to a veiled woman. Feng Xiyun thought that the chef came to ask Feng Ming to plead for him to keep his job.
"No, no, you misunderstood again, it's..."
"What is it, you..."
"Xiyun, alright, let Mr. Zhang finish what he has to say."
Because they spoke loudly in a small room, Feng Ming could hear their conversation clearly. Seeing that if Feng Xiyun continued talking, they would not be able to finish the meal today, he had to come out to stop him.
Feng Yuyun was originally picking and choosing with her chopsticks, but she saw that the dishes on the table were a little cold. In addition, she had just tasted the dishes made by Fengming, so she had no appetite at all when looking at the table full of dishes. So she threw down her chopsticks and followed Fengming to watch the fun.
"Miss, I was disrespectful just now. Please forgive me. I will definitely follow your advice and cook with peace of mind in the future."
Seeing Fengming come out, the chef surnamed Zhang felt like he had found a life-saving straw.
"Mr. Zhang is already a good cook. If he can keep a calm mindset in the future, I believe his future will be limitless. What's the matter?"
Seeing that Chef Zhang still had the intention of commercial promotion, Fengming quickly finished his words.
"Oh, that's right. The owner of this tavern also came when we were having a food competition. I'm sure you saw it too."
"Well, is it the old man in green clothes who is about fifty years old?"
"Yes, Miss, you are really considerate. That person is the owner of our tavern, and he has something to ask of you."
At this point, Chef Zhang's face turned even redder, as if he was too embarrassed to continue. This actually changed Feng Xiyun's impression of him a little, as he seemed to be a straightforward man.
"What's the matter?"
Fengming, however, felt a little disgusted with Chef Zhang, as he spoke in a timid manner. What was there to be embarrassed about?
"Well, the shopkeeper would like to invite the two young ladies and the young master to have dinner together and then make your request."
Chef Zhang finally made up his mind and quickly told the shopkeeper the purpose of his visit. He really didn't understand what the shopkeeper was thinking and why he would be so presumptuous as to invite these young men and women who looked so noble to have dinner with him.
Fengming also didn't expect that he would be invited to dinner suddenly, and the man was an old man in his fifties.
She looked at Feng Xiyun and Feng Yuyun and gestured, "Do you want to go?"
Feng Yuyun was hesitating, but Feng Xiyun was willing to go. After all, he liked to go where there was a lot of fun.
"Then, please lead the way, Mr. Zhang."
Fengming thought about it and decided that she was free anyway. According to her nature of running into trouble wherever she went, she might run into something else if she followed him this time.
Chef Zhang didn't expect Fengming to agree so readily. He thought he would have to spend some time talking, so when he heard Fengming's decisive answer to let him lead the way, he was a little stunned.
"Mr. Zhang?"
"Ah, this way please."
Fengming had to remind this somewhat silly chef that it was difficult for him. Today, his confidence in cooking was hit by her again, and now he had to act as a mouthpiece and guide.
The three masters and their attendants followed Chef Zhang out in a line. The waiter, who was supposed to be cleaning, quickly came in to pick up the leftovers. Seeing the untouched food on the table, the waiter, tempted by his greed, stole a large portion. However, not long after finishing, he developed severe abdominal pain and was rushed to see a doctor. The doctor couldn't pinpoint the cause, so he prescribed a reliable remedy. He spent a full two weeks in bed before recovering, and vowed never to steal a guest's food again.
Fengming didn't know that the unlucky second brother had accidentally fallen victim to their misfortune and was being taken to a room on the third floor that was obviously more luxuriously decorated.
Chef Zhang knocked on the door again, and it felt like he had been knocking on the door all day.
There was soon movement in the house, and someone walked to the door and opened it.
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