Chapter 370: The top student in the grade comes to be a cook?



Chapter 370: The top student in the grade comes to be a cook?

After hearing this, Yi Lianfan recalled that when he tasted the soup before, it seemed a little astringent. It turned out that he put a little too much lotus seeds in it.

"I'll be more careful next time." Yi Lianfan said slowly.

Huo Yao nodded, then glanced at the dishes on the table and asked, "Did you make these dishes too?"

"Yes, how does it taste?" Yi Lianfan asked again.

Huo Yao gave him a thumbs up and said, "You have a talent for cooking."

Although these are common dishes and the amount of medicine used has formed a fixed pattern, the taste of each chef's dishes is different. The dishes made by Yi Lianfan do taste good.

Huo Xiang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this. What's the matter with talent or not? It's just cooking.

I completely forgot that I had just eaten the dish and thought it was delicious.

Yi Lianfan had his usual aloof look on his face. He was the most talented cook among the younger generation of the Yi family, so he was naturally pleased to hear Huo Yao's comments.

After all, he was already defeated by the man in front of him in terms of study, so he must have another specialty to save face.

Soon, "Then you guys eat first, I won't disturb you." Yi Lianfan didn't stay any longer and left after saying that.

After he left, Huo Xiang also withdrew his gaze, "This kid looks quite proud."

Huo Yao glanced at him and said, "You are the top student in our school. Tell me, are you proud or not?"

Huo Xiang was stunned when he heard this. "The top student in the grade is working as a cook?"

It's just, incredible.

"There is no distinction between high and low occupations." Huo Yao lowered his head and continued to drink his soup.

Huo Xiang touched the tip of his nose and asked, "Sister, why do you always speak for him?"

"Are you sure you are not targeting him?" Huo Yao raised his head helplessly and looked at his fourth brother.

Huo Xiang turned his eyes away guiltily, "Who is targeting him? I'm just telling the truth."

Huo Yao didn't say anything else. If he talked too much, he would become even more arrogant.

Yi Lianfan returned to the kitchen, and the steward who had been following him couldn't help but say, "It was that little girl who commented that your grandfather's newly developed medicinal food was not perfect last time."

Upon hearing this, Yi Lianfan paused as he was about to pick up the knife. He looked up at the steward and asked in surprise, "Are you saying that she also tasted the food for Grandpa?"

The steward saw the surprise on his face and thought he thought it was ridiculous, so he nodded, "Yes, anyway, things that everyone thinks are perfect will always be found to have some flaws when she talks about them."

Yi Lianfan thought of his grandfather's nitpicking character and asked, "Is my grandfather quite happy?"

The steward nodded silently and told Huo Yao that Yi Lao had given him an identity card.

After Yi Lianfan finished listening, he was surprised and then suddenly realized. He looked at the steward and heard his prejudice against Huo Yao. He smiled and said, "It seems that Uncle Chen, you still don't understand my grandfather's temper."

You may find faults, but only if the faults you pick are very acceptable will he look at you differently.

It seems that Huo Yao must be someone who understands pharmacology, otherwise her grandfather would not invite her to visit our home.

Thinking of this, Yi Lianfan couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Just now he was still thinking that he had already lost a lesson in study, and it would be impossible for him to be crushed in other aspects, but what was the result?

It is impossible to crush someone, but it is clear that we need to recognize the reality and the gap.

(End of this chapter)

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