Nongmen fierce girl head chef

Chapter 522
Lin Yuan was busy wrapping siu mai with her head down, and was taken aback by someone hugging her from behind, but when she smelled the familiar scent of Xia Zheng, she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Looking up, the cooks were all staring at each other, as if the two of them were transparent air, blushing so much that they elbowed the guy behind them: "Hey, get up! Didn't you see that I was busy!"

Xia Zhengzheng was hugging hard so as not to let go, and hummed with a twisted tone.

Lin Yuan raised her forehead, is such a sticky guy really the one who made trouble at her mooncake stand back then?

"Your mother and the others are still waiting for us to eat, I have to hurry up. Go to the meeting." Afraid that Xia Zheng would offend the child's temper, Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, and added another sentence in an easy-to-talk and negotiable way: " Okay ah?"

After all, he was not married yet, and for the sake of Lin Yuan's reputation, Xia Zheng couldn't go too far and stayed away from her, but he still stared at her unconsciously: "Okay, as long as it's what you say, I will listen."

Lin Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to work on her work.

Xia Zheng followed her back and forth while watching. Although they were not hugging each other, their appearance was no different from when they were together.When Lin Yuan went to the stove, he went to the stove.When Lin Yuan came back to chop vegetables, he followed her back and watched her chop vegetables.

The cooks all lowered their heads and were busy with their work, not daring to look up.However, for some reason, a cook cut his own finger while chopping carrots. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Lao Fan couldn't sit still in the room, waited for a long time but still didn't see the food on the table, and kept wandering back and forth in the room bored.

He couldn't help smiling at Princess Anle who looked like an old child, and asked him to take her to visit Fumanlou.

As soon as he heard that she was interested, Lao Fan immediately led her around from the second floor to the first floor, even the backyard.Fortunately, Liu Siqi and his wife had nothing to do with the world and were not in the yard, otherwise they would really run into each other.

Thinking about Zheng Ruyue's poor health, she didn't bother them for the first time.

When the two wandered to the back kitchen, they happened to meet the cook who cut off his finger and ran out dejectedly to get someone to bandage it.

Lao Fan looked at his bloody fingers and snorted: "If you cut vegetables, you can still cut your fingers. Don't we have no money to buy meat? We have to live on your meat?"

The cook's face was full of black lines. Although he saw a lady with a unique temperament standing beside Lao Fan, he didn't expect that this lady would be the mother of the Young Master's family.

On weekdays, Lao Fan often haunts the kitchen. The cooks all like this strange old man very much, so they can say whatever they want.

The cook held up his bleeding finger, frowned, moved his mouth towards the kitchen, and then muttered in a low voice: "You don't know, Young Master and Miss Lin, hey, you'd better go and see for yourself .”

After finishing speaking, the little cook left a mysterious smile and ran away.

Laofan and Princess Anle looked at each other, Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan, what's wrong?
The two walked quickly to the door of the kitchen, and felt something strange in the kitchen before they entered.On weekdays, the kitchen at this time should be full of excitement, either this cook is yelling to light the fire, or that cook is yelling to get peppers.

But in today's situation, even the old trouble who came to stroll several times a day was dumbfounded.All of them are like dumb, busy with their own work, even if they talk, they all speak softly, like a big girl.What's even more strange is that, although they are working with their heads down, you can always see that their eyeballs seem to be still rolling around.

(End of this chapter)