Ghost Emperor Domineering Pet: Meng Fei, too black belly

Chapter 221 Opening a Restaurant

"Master Zihan was so kind to that bastard back then, but when that bastard saw the Ling family's decline, he took revenge for his kindness."

"Master Zihan suddenly lost his sense of taste. It must be the animal's hands and feet. Poor Master Zihan has such superb cooking skills, but now he can only make noodles. He is still not satisfied with this, and he doesn't even let Master Zihan in Yong'an City is staying here, for fear that one day Young Master Han will expose his ugly act of ungratefulness..."

Lingxiang clenched her small fists and said angrily: "This man is simply a wolf-hearted dog! It's too much!"

Chu Yao patted Lingxiang's little head amusedly.

Ling Xiang immediately said: "Miss, let's help Brother Ling, shall we?"

Before Chu Yao answered, Aunt Zhang heard someone calling outside, so she had to leave.

Although Aunt Zhang used to work as a servant in the Ling family, she was only a servant with a contract of employment. She also had her own family, so it was impossible for her to help Ling Zihan fight against injustice all the time.

After Aunt Zhang left, Chu Yao looked at Ling Zihan, "Are you really willing to let that Lu Yuanhang go, let him use the favor you gave, and use your ancestral secret recipe to enjoy the glory that should belong to you?"

"So what if you are not willing?" Ling Zihan smiled wryly, "I have no evidence at all to prove that he stole my family's ancestral recipe, and now that my sense of taste has been ruined and my reputation in the entire chef circle has been ruined, who else would Would you like to invite me?"

Chu Yao looked at him for a while, then suddenly said in a deep voice, "You stretch out your hand."

Ling Zihan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the beautiful girl in front of him, who looked like a fairy in a painting, suddenly asked him to reach out his hand.

But still obediently stretched out.

Chu Yao caught his pulse with three fingers - the standard way of pulse diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine, and she took it back after a long while.

"What if I say, I can cure your sense of taste?"

"What... what did you say?!" Ling Zihan exclaimed, "Are you kidding me?"

How can a girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old have such superb medical skills?

He has consulted more than a dozen doctors, but they all said that his sense of taste is hopeless.

Chu Yao showed a slight smile, "You have no sense of taste, but you can still make such delicious food. It's a pity that your craftsmanship is not allowed to be tasted by the world."

In fact, to put it bluntly, she wanted to eat delicious food and went crazy.

Anyway, she has money now, if she can open a restaurant and let Ling Zihan be the chef, wouldn't she be able to eat any delicious food she wants in the future?
"If your dream is not completely dead, if you still want to get back everything that belongs to you from Lu Yuanhang, you can come to Qianzhuyuan to find me in five days. My name is Chu Yao."

After finishing speaking, Chu Yao turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" Ling Zihan hurriedly called her to stop, with worry and panic in his eyes, but more of an annihilated hope, "You, are you serious? Do you know that Lu Yuanhang and Zuixianlou are standing behind Those people are definitely not simple, if you fight against them, even you will be involved."

Chu Yao turned around and looked at him with a half-smile, then raised the corners of her lips to reveal a bright and disdainful smile, "You just need to tell me your decision, as for the rest, I can naturally handle it. Or Say, are you afraid? Afraid that your cooking skills will lose to Lu Yuanhang?"

Ling Zihan was taken aback, and then a confident smile that he hadn't seen for a long time bloomed on his haggard and vicissitudes of life: "I have never lost to anyone in cooking, let alone someone like Lu Yuanhang!"

(End of this chapter)