Chapter 423: Inheritance

Nanzhi finally agreed to Wang Yong.

As she turned to leave, Wang Yong hesitated and called her.

He lowered his attitude and apologized as soon as he opened his mouth: "Master Nan, I apologize to you for the unpleasantness I caused you earlier."

Nanzhi didn't respond, but turned sideways and looked at Wang Yong inquiringly.

Wang Yong smiled bitterly:

"I know it's hard for you to accept my apology now. But in the next period of time, I will prove to you with practical actions that I sincerely hope to get along with Master Nan. After all, our Yongnian Building needs outstanding talents like Master Nan the most. It will not hurt us to be on good terms with you in any way!"

His attitude was sincere and his words were flawless.

At first glance, he seems to have returned to the image of Manager Wang when we first met him, the smooth, tactful and kind person.

Nanzhi was not easily moved, but said ambiguously:

"I hope we can get along well this way."

Then he nodded, turned and left.

After she left for several minutes, Wang Yong's expression gradually broke.

"He's still quite alert."

He sneered and sat back in his chair, wondering what he was thinking.

After Nanzhi came out of Wang Yong's office, she bumped into Fu Chao after taking only two steps.

Nanzhi glanced behind him:

"Where's Yi Yi?"

She had something to discuss with Manager Wang just now, so she temporarily handed Nan Yi over to Fu Chao.

Didn't they get together?

"I asked Xie Yu to help look after him, and Yi Yi is sensible and can take care of himself."

Fu Chao hurriedly explained, and then couldn't wait to get to the point.

"Do you know who Xie Yu ran into when he went out just now?"

Nanzhi: “Who?”

Fu Chao: "Wang De!"

Hearing this familiar word, Nanzhi was slightly distracted.

Fu Chao was completely unaware and continued:

"Oh, Zhizhi, you may not know who Wang De is. He is the current owner of Yongnianlou. His father is said to be Wang Yongnian, a master in the culinary world, and is very famous..."

Fu Chao was just about to pour out all the information he had just heard.

Nanzhi stopped him from continuing: "Brother, there's no need to explain so much, I know who he is."

Fu Chao touched his nose.

Hmm? How did Zhizhi know this? Did she hear Master Song mention it, or search for information about Yongnian Building on the Internet? Fu Chao thought he had found a suitable reason, so he didn't ask too many questions and continued:

"... Actually, Xie Yu didn't know any Wang De until he saw our Manager Wang getting out of a car and nodding and bowing to the car. He then paid some attention and asked other colleagues. Only then did he know that the person in the car was the big boss of Yongnian Building! Do you think that the change in Manager Wang's attitude is related to this?"

Those colleagues didn't think there was anything wrong with Wang Yong's change of attitude.

However, Fu Chao, Xie Yu, Qi Pei'er and others felt that Wang Yong must have other purposes, and would never want to make peace with Nanzhi for no reason! Especially Fu Chao, who found out that Wang Yong did not take care of Nanzhi, wanted to keep an eye on him all the time and observe his every move! ... The heart of a sister-protecting demon reached its peak at this moment!

With Fu Chao looking for suspicious points through a magnifying glass, it was not difficult for him to notice the abrupt change in Manager Wang's attitude.

After listening to Xie Yu's retelling, he ran to share it with Nanzhi without stopping! Nanzhi frowned, and because of some past events, he had some vague guesses.

Fu Chao was also thinking, but his thoughts were from another aspect: "Zhizhi, do you think that Wang De thought you were famous and profitable, so he taught Wang Yong a lesson and told him not to neglect you?"

Fu Chao thought more optimistically about this matter.

In his opinion, his Zhizhi was a hot commodity, and Wang Yong was eager to please her, but he dared to show his displeasure to Zhizhi? He was simply the biggest idiot!

But Nanzhi knew more, and she felt that there was more to Wang De's actions than just coming here.

For example...knowing her identity?

Afterwards, Nanzhi returned to the kitchen and found Song Lin sitting in a chair drinking tea.

Song Lin had his back to her, rocking in the rocking chair, taking a break from his busy life for a little while, looking very relaxed.

Nanzhi asked straight to the point: "Master Song, were you the one who told Wang De my identity?"

Song Lin's rocking chair suddenly stopped. He stood up and blurted out:

"How could I tell your identity to my senior brother..."

His expression was frozen, his gray hair was messy, and he stammered, "How do you know I know?"

It sounds like a tongue twister.

But Nanzhi knew what he was talking about.

Nanzhi directly pointed out:

"You guessed my identity at first sight, didn't you? The surname Nan is not very common."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Song Lin fell into a long silence.

Then he slowly replied:

"It was just a guess at first, but later on I became more and more certain that you have many of the same habits and techniques as your grandfather."

Nanzhi was a little surprised:

"How, how is it possible? Are they really exactly the same?"

After subconsciously denying it, I asked again out of uncertainty.

After hearing this, Song Lin just glanced at her strangely.

Nan Pingshan taught me cooking skills step by step, so what’s so strange about some small movements and habits being similar?

"It seems that you didn't notice it yourself? For example, when you debone a whole chicken, you always like to cut the first knife on the chicken's neck, and you always hold the knife with your backhand when removing the bones. Your grandfather has always been like this."

How could Nanzhi tell Song Lin that her cooking skills were honed in another world, and her grandfather Nan Pingshan never taught her...

No, that's not right.

Although her grandfather never taught her, she spent her childhood running around in the kitchen.

The gurgling sound of the soup pot, the thumping sound of the kitchen knife, the rustling sound of the spatula... these are the most vivid and down-to-earth music in her memory.

To outsiders, grandpa might not seem easy to get along with, but he spoke softly to her and always responded to her requests.

Later, in the 12 years in another world, she often wondered what would happen if she had learned cooking from her grandfather since she was a child? Would those times of suffering like bitter medicine be brewed into a sweet aroma like honey?

Can the cooking skills that my grandfather has worked hard on for decades be passed on to his successors?

Nanzhi felt deeply regretful and remorseful.

But now, after listening to Song Lin's words, Nanzhi finally understood——

The heritage left by my grandfather has never been broken.

Every picture she has seen and every taste she has remembered were taught to her by her grandfather.

For a moment, Nanzhi's eyes felt very sore.

Song Lin was a little scared:

"What's wrong with you?"

Nanzhi shook her head and said it was okay.

Song Lin was very stubborn and firmly believed that Nanzhi must have been bullied.

Nanzhi simply said, "I just miss my grandfather. Master Song must miss my grandfather too, otherwise he wouldn't even remember his little cooking habits."

Song Lin was so angry that he retorted loudly: "No, no!"