self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 68

Yue Jintang couldn't look down on the others, and shook the fan in his hand: "Let me explain to Mr. Yue, there are still some apprentices who are forced to buy and sell. When you say that, it's not obvious that you forced it into this girl's hand." ."

Mr. Mingyue glanced at him: "It's not for His Royal Highness the County King."

Uh... Yue Jintang choked him for a long time, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time. The old man's words could really choke people to death. He glanced at Mei Da, and said to himself, just relying on Mei's jealousy, he wished he could not stop bullying his little daughter-in-law all the time. Son, thanks to the fact that Gouzi and Shunzi would look at him and avoid him as soon as they saw him, that's it, I'm still not happy, I don't believe he can just watch An Ran accept another apprentice.

Sure enough, Mei Da frowned, looking gloomy at the boy with his head down.

An Ran is really in a bit of a dilemma, don't accept it, Mr. Mingyue said it himself, and the tone is very clear that he must accept it, accept it, I have three apprentices, and if I accept another apprentice, I don't have time to teach, isn't it? By mistake.

Also, Mei Da was afraid that she would be unhappy, thinking about it, she glanced at Mei Da, and seeing his face, she couldn't help sighing, this man's jealousy, sometimes it doesn't matter who it is, but there is a faint feeling in his heart the sweetness.

After a little deliberation, he walked up to the child and asked softly, "Your name is Shen Yue?"

Well, the child muffled his head in response, but didn't look up.

An Ran was at a loss, and simply asked directly: "Do you want to learn how to cook?"

As soon as An Ran said this, the child was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head: "I, I don't want to be a cook."

Several people present were stunned.

Yue Jintang was happy, and looked at Mr. Mingyue: "I said, what's the trouble with you, people don't want to learn to be a cook at all, so why don't you force yourself to be a master?"

Mr. Mingyue didn't say anything, but just sighed.

An Ran suddenly thought of something, looked at him: "Do you want to learn your father's skills?"

Shen Yue's eyes lit up, he glanced at Mr. Mingyue, but still nodded.

Mr. Mingyue shook his head: "I'm not going to hide it from you, this child has learned to make chopsticks from his father since he was a child, and although his skills are not as good as his father's, he is quite good at it, but making chopsticks can't make a living, so his mother Beg me, see if I can let him worship you as a teacher, learn to be a cook, and earn a living in the future, saving money like his father, who can’t even support his wife and children. Speaking of which, it’s really a shame if his family’s skills are cut off. It's a pity, but the old man shouldn't have agreed to this matter because his mother said it was pitiful, this child doesn't want to learn, so he can't become a good cook even if he worships a master like you."

As she said that, she stood up and wanted to leave, An Ran hurriedly said: "Sir, wait a moment."

Mr. Mingyue stood still and looked at her suspiciously.

But An Ran looked at the child, and said: "No matter what kind of skill you want to learn, first you have to like it, want to learn it, and then you can learn it well, and then you will be talented. If you resist it from your heart, it will not work. Therefore, I can't accept it." You are an apprentice, but you can help you and keep your family's craftsmanship, I have seen your father's chopsticks, and I admire his craftsmanship, it would be a pity if such exquisite craftsmanship is broken."

As if seeing hope, the child looked up at An Ran for a while, but then lowered his head sadly: "My father said that no matter how poor you are, you can't be spineless. You have to rely on your own ability to be upright."

An Ran knew what he meant, and laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not trying to help you, let alone give you money for free. Speaking of which, your father's chopsticks are also inseparable from our kitchen, it's the chef who makes them. No matter how good the food is, you can’t eat without chopsticks. Last year, I saw chopsticks made by your father at Mr. Qizhou Mei. The ladies on each chopstick were different and beautiful. At that time, I was very surprised. His craftsmanship is simply uncanny."

When Shen Yue heard An Ran praise his father so much, his face turned red with excitement, but he said: "But my mother said, no matter how good my father's craftsmanship is, it's just a pair of chopsticks that can hold vegetables. How about saying that my father is wasting his time for nothing, sister, making chopsticks is really like my mother said, I will starve to death, but I like making chopsticks, I want to learn from my father, I know my sister is the most powerful chef, I want to I don’t know how many people ask my sister to be a master, but I still want to make chopsticks.”

An Ran stretched out her hand and touched his head: "To be the number one scholar in every line of 360 lines, someone has to do that line. Think about it, if all chopstick makers were changed to cooks, wouldn't we have no chopsticks to use in the future, but , since in one line of work, apart from craftsmanship, one also needs to learn how to manage. The chopsticks made by your father can no longer be measured by the value of chopsticks. Mr. put your father's chopsticks together with the antiques from Meiyuan, which can be seen in Mr.'s heart the value of."

Shen Yue's eyes brightened: "Then how much does my sister think the chopsticks made by my father are worth?"

An Ran thought for a while: "As far as the set of chopsticks collected by Mr. Mei is concerned, the value of those antiques should be comparable, at least worth 1000 taels of silver."

1000 taels... Shen Yue opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time. How much is 1000 taels? The yard where his family lived first was only ten taels of silver for his mother.

Thinking of something, Shen Yue suddenly said: "Sister, I still have a lot of chopsticks made by my father at home, you can come with me to see if it's okay, my father's illness is not cured yet, if you can exchange money, you can put my yard After redeeming it, I can also buy some delicious food for my father to nourish his body."

An Ran's eyes were gentle, this is such a filial child, she couldn't help nodding: "Okay, sister will walk with you."

Chongyuan Temple is not far from the place where Mr. Mingyue lives, and the abbot has quite a personal relationship with Mr. Mingyue. Therefore, Mr. Chopsticks Shen and his family are temporarily placed in Chongyuan Temple.

Shen Yueniang's workmanship is not bad, she helps with odd jobs in the temple, and cooks some fast meals, so that the whole family can get enough food, and they won't have to live on the streets anymore.

When An Ran followed Master Abbot into the small courtyard, he saw a woman drying clothes in the courtyard, and a man sitting beside him was polishing the wood in his hand.

The woman sighed while drying the clothes: "The sickness is getting better, and you tinker with these things to do something. No matter how good you are, it is just a pair of chopsticks. How much is it worth? Why don't you rest for a while and wait until you recover from your illness?" Find something else to do."

The man pretended not to hear, and continued to do his work with his head down. The woman is not too old, but her temples are already a little gray, which shows that she has had a hard life.

"Mother, who do you see coming?" Shen Yue ran over, pulled her mother, and pointed to her side.

When the woman saw it, she was taken aback, and hurriedly wiped her hands on her body and came up to greet her: "Mr. Mingyue, Master Abbot, these people are..."

An Ran didn't want Yue Jintang to frighten her. Common people are most afraid of seeing officials, even a yamen servant. What's more, a high-ranking county king like Yue Jintang said with a smile: "I am An Ran, a cook."

cook?The woman understood after a little thought, that this is the famous Chef An, who was rumored to be an exceptionally beautiful beauty, and this was indeed the case.

Originally learning to cook is more popular than other crafts, so if you can't learn to be a master chef, you can do odd jobs in the back stove of the restaurant without worrying about food. If you can learn it, you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

Look at Chef An, the chef will be able to honor his ancestors after learning this. Therefore, he gave up his old face and asked Mr. Mingyue. If Chef An can accept Yueer, it will be better than learning from his father The chopsticks are strong, but I don't want people to come in person.

He hurriedly said in his heart: "Girl, miss, Chef An, please come in, please come in, his father, come quickly and meet Mr. Chef An, what are you talking about, and I made you run away."

The man looked up, stood up, his face was rather sickly, his body was extremely thin, and his clothes were a bit sloppy, it could be seen that he was not good at words, he greeted the ceremony in a muffled voice, and then not talking anymore.

But An Ran walked over, bent down to look at the chopsticks he was polishing in his hand, probably many people don't know that the seemingly most inconspicuous chopsticks he usually uses takes so much time and effort, it's just that the polishing doesn't take half a day If it doesn't work, it needs to be painted and dried in the shade. This is the simplest. If it is to engrave patterns on the chopsticks, bronzing and silver stamping, but I don't know how many complicated processes are needed.

Shen Yue pulled his father: "Father, this Sister An is the Chef An who is said outside, and wants to see the chopsticks made by Dad."

The man glanced at An Ran, and after a while he threw out a sentence: "If you want to support our family in the face of Mr. Ming Yue, then you don't have to."

An Ran couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, no wonder this guy is so good at crafts, but life at home is so difficult, his temperament is really a bit withdrawn.

An Ran thought for a while: "I'm not trying to help your family, but I want to discuss something with you. I saw the chopsticks you made once in Qizhou, and I really like them. I plan to buy some from you and use them next time. What do you think of the open restaurant?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "May I ask what restaurant the girl runs?"

Shen Yue hurriedly said: "Father, my sister is Chef An, and the restaurant she runs is Yasha in the western suburbs, where many rich people line up to eat."

An Ran couldn't help coughing, this kid was really straightforward: "Can I show you the chopsticks you made?"

"Sure, ok, wait, girl, I'll take it for you right away." When the woman heard that she wanted to buy chopsticks, she was overjoyed and rushed in. After a while, she brought out an old wooden box and opened it: "Girl, look, it's all here. The cheap ones are all sold, and the rest are all good wood, which took a lot of effort. It's not worth it if it's cheap, and it's not cheap, but it can't be sold. So much money has been saved. A box."

An Ran picked up a pair of chopsticks and looked at them, and saw that there were unicorns carved on them, with a lifelike expression and smooth lines. They were carved on such small chopsticks, but they were not sloppy at all, and every line was just right. It can be regarded as a national treasure, but here you can't even get enough food and clothing.

Moreover, such an exquisite work of art, packed in such a simple box, mixed together, according to Shen Yueniang's tone, is not as useful as a firewood stick.

An Ran: "I bought all of this box, can you make a price?"

The man glanced at his wife and son, and sighed: "Whatever the price is, the girl will pay it at will, and it's useless to pile it up anywhere anyway."

An Ran stretched out her hand towards Yue Jintang: "The bank note."

Yue Jintang subconsciously clutched the purse in his waist, his expression suddenly became tense: "Why do you ask me for money, isn't your man here?"

An Ran raised her eyebrows: "If you don't pay it, then you won't have any share in the money you make in the future."

Yue Jintang blinked, and said to himself, this girl is very wealthy, and she can make a lot of money every day with just one idea. Look at the white money I am earning now, isn't it all thanks to her, even though I didn't see it. How can you make money out of this box of chopsticks, but this girl said that if she can make money, she will definitely make money. If she misses this opportunity, she doesn't regret taking the medicine.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out a bank note from his waist and put it in her hand.

An Ran looked at it, it was 100 taels, and frowned: "Too little."

"100 taels is still too little..." Seeing An Ran's expression was a little impatient, she gritted her teeth, took out a 1000 taels and put it in her hand, and said with great heartache: "Well, it's gone this time, but It's just a box of chopsticks, how can it be worth so much money..."

An Ran ignored him, and handed the banknote in her hand to the woman. When the woman saw the denomination on the banknote, her hands shook in fright, and the banknote fell on the ground, and she quickly picked it up again: "Girl, girl, This is impossible, but a box of chopsticks, how can it be worth so much money." All of a sudden, he stuffed it into An Ran's hand.

An Ran said: "You just take it, there are not many of these. Master Shen's craftsmanship is priceless, and these silvers are really nothing. From now on, Master Shen will just make chopsticks according to his own ideas. What materials are needed, let Shen Come to me more and more, no matter what kind of chopsticks are ready, I want them."

An Ran feels that a craftsman is equivalent to an artist, and poverty should not be a factor that constrains an artist's inspiration. She believes that a person like Chopsticks Shen, as long as he is given a stable environment and sufficient materials, he will definitely be able to make more exquisite This craft will also be passed on in its entirety.

In modern times, many artists feel vulgar when they talk about money, but they don’t think about it. How can art come without money? If a person can’t even guarantee basic food and clothing, how can he even think about doing art.

And An Ran, always feels that these folk crafts are the most worthy of inheritance and preservation in Yangyang China. Every folk craftsman is a veritable artist. With these money, Shen Yueniang will never force her My son is learning to cook.

Coming out of Chongyuan Temple, Mr. Mingyue took a look, and Mei Da moved the chopsticks into the car: "Little girl, if you are useful to me, just say something."

An Ran's eyes flickered, and she smiled: "How does sir know that An Ran has something to ask for?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned: "You really have something to do."

"An Ran would like to ask Mr. to help me write a word."

Mr. Mingyue stroked his beard and laughed: "What's the big deal for me? Well, for you little girl, you can write as much as you want."

An Ran: "This is what my husband said, so don't shirk it when the time comes."

Mr. Mingyue nodded at her: "Little girl, don't forget Mr.'s menu." Get in the car and leave.

Yue Jintang leaned over: "I said, what on earth are you buying so many chopsticks for? You spent 1000 taels of silver."

An Ran: "If you are reluctant, the money will be mine."

Yue Jintang hurriedly said, "Why don't I just ask?"

An Ran looked at the wooden box, turned her head and asked Mei Da: "Do you know a handy carpenter, I want to make some boxes." As long as the box is solved, the box of chopsticks will be sold.

Yue Jintang stopped staring at Yashe these days, and ran to Cuiyuan every day, just to see how Anran tossed the box of chopsticks. When he came in today, he saw Anran's master and apprentice plus Mei Da, playing with those chopsticks .

There was a stack of boxes on the table. Yue Jintang picked up the boxes and looked at them. The style was very simple, but the workmanship was exquisite. The cover was made of rosewood wood, and there was a bronzing letter on the cover. From the hand of Mr. Mingyue: "Is this what you asked Mr. to write that day?"

An Ran pushed him a few boxes: "Since you're here, please help."

It was only then that Yue Jintang discovered that the box of chopsticks had been sorted out, and these boxes were just for holding chopsticks, and the inside of the box was lined with soft satin. Let alone the seemingly ordinary chopsticks, after doing this, they immediately became Extraordinarily precious.

Yue Jintang: "Aren't you really going to sell these?"

An Ran raised her eyebrows: "Put it in Yashe, let the guy memorize this, if no one asks, just do it, if anyone asks, just follow the above." Handed him the paper that Mei had written.

Yue Jintang took it over and had a good look: "You girl, why did you come up with so many auspicious words? According to this, the king wants to buy a few pairs of chopsticks as a gift."

He fiddled with the chopstick box a few times: "How much does it cost? Is there a price anyway?"

An Ran thought for a while: "Although the craftsmanship of these chopsticks is exquisite, it's a pity that the material is slightly inferior. Let's start with 500 taels."

Yue Jintang's mouth was wide open, and he slapped Mei Da: "Your wife is out of money eyes, such a pair of chopsticks sells for 500 taels of silver, why don't you go grab it."

An Ran: "Just sell it like this, if you can't sell it, it will be mine."

Although Yue Jintang felt that this was unreliable, he still placed the packed chopsticks in the elegant house, and the first person he saw was none other than Dong Dacheng.

As soon as Dong Dacheng came in, he saw the Duobao Pavilion on the side. Today, it has changed. The previous antiques are gone, and a few boxes have been replaced. He stood there and watched for a while. Ask the waiter: "Why did you put the chopsticks?"

When the waiter heard this, he smiled and said: "Our Chef An said that these chopsticks are auspicious objects, and they have the best meaning. They are given to newcomers, which means that they will be married, and they will have a baby soon. Sending a good match means that they will be in pairs and never be together. Separation..." The clerk said a lot of words in a smart tongue, and finally said: "If you are doing business as a gift, the meaning is even better, and it should be a good sign for the long-term cooperation between the two trees."

Dong Dacheng laughed after the assistant said a few words: "I don't know that these chopsticks are so auspicious." Then he took a closer look, and couldn't help saying: "It's really exquisite, where can I sell it?"

The waiter hurriedly said: "To tell the truth, Mr. Dong, these chopsticks are entrusted to us for sale. The pair you see is 500 taels, and there are more expensive ones over there."

Dong Dacheng nodded: "Wrap up a few pairs of the best ones for me, and put them on my account together with today's table." He dropped his words and got into it.The buddy hurriedly responded and followed in.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, An Ran didn't want to go out anymore, Jade Garden was much cooler than other places, and the dog ran to Yashe every day, so An Ran felt more at ease. These apprentices said they belonged to her, but most of them were taught by her two seniors. My own master is really incompetent.

The way of getting along with Mei Da has also undergone some subtle changes. I don’t know if I asked the doctor, and he restrained himself a little. It's a lot easier, and it's less stressful to be with him during the day.

As long as she was alone with him before, she couldn't help but think elsewhere, because too many lessons told her that as long as there is no one else, this man will generally not stop. Meat, lust is flowing, could it be that there is nothing else to do except this.

It’s much better now, talking together, or asking Mei Da to write down all the recipes and cooking experiences she thought of, An Ran gradually discovered that although Mei Da is not good at cooking, she has a lot of insight into cooking, and she doesn’t know everything. He has traveled to many places and has a wide range of knowledge. Sometimes, when An Ran mentions the snacks or special dishes of that place, he knows all about it and can give An Ran some suggestions.

This made An Ran feel that the two of them were more intimate, and could not help but feel a sense of confidant. It can be seen that a common language is still very important to the relationship between husband and wife. After all, it takes a lifetime, and it is impossible to be passionate forever. In the future, they will be gray-haired in their seventies and eighties, so there will be no passion, just like now, just sit together and talk.

However, this man is still wearing a mask, An Ran glanced at him, and couldn't help but said: "There is no one else here, so just take off the mask, aren't you hot?"

It's hot, why isn't it hot? From birth until now, Mei Da has never suffered such a crime. It's okay to be cold, but if it's hot today, it's very uncomfortable to wear this mask, not to mention that it's not only the outer layer.

Afraid that An Ran would find out, he tried his best to be realistic, the scars inside were also a layer of mask, Jiashu specially asked his friends in the Jianghu to help him make it, even if it is a wonderful workmanship, it is still hot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, An Ran went over to touch his face, Mei Da hurriedly grabbed her hand: "I'm not hot, really..."

An Ran was about to say something when she heard Yue Jintang's voice: "Oh, I didn't see anything." Yue Jintang covered his face with a fan and walked in.

An Ran couldn't help giving him a blank look: "Do not despise evil, doesn't His Royal Highness know?"

Yue Jintang removed the fan and laughed a few times: "Didn't this king miss it? If it weren't for those chopsticks, this king wouldn't have come here to make trouble."

"Tell me, what is this person thinking now? They are scrambling to buy such an expensive pair of chopsticks." As he spoke, he took out an account book from his pocket.

An Ran couldn't help laughing, this guy is really a businessman now, and he even carries the account book with him.

Yue Jintang handed the ledger to An Ran: "This is the ledger for those chopsticks. There are 500 boxes in total. Except for the five boxes of [-] taels that were not sold, the others were all sold."

Yue Jintang is really convinced now, the two couples can earn more money than the other, An Ran spent 100 taels of silver to buy this box of chopsticks, and he still felt sorry for him for a long time, the effort in the blink of an eye is ten times or even dozens of times They made some money back, which was more profitable than opening a restaurant, so they thought about it, and came to discuss with An Ran whether to make some more.

An Ran didn't look at the account book, but knew what he was thinking: "These chopsticks are the deposits of Master Shen for many years. It will take several months or even a year to make a random pair. If these chopsticks are sold out, there will be less in the future."

Yue Jintang said disappointedly: "You mean this is a one-shot deal."

An Ran couldn't help saying: "You should have a lot of money in your hands these few months."

Yue Jintang raised his eyebrows: "Who thinks too much money can't make it? Well, there is really no way? This is a good deal."

An Ran: "I only said less, did you say not to sell, you have to know the high-quality goods to sell them at a good price."

Yue Jintang's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, well, why did I forget this? Taking antiques as an example, this unique item is always more expensive than a complete set, and the less it is on the market, the higher the price.

Thinking of something, he stood up abruptly: "I got a piece of rhino horn before, and I was looking for someone to make a pair of rhino horn cups for drinking, but now that I think about it, it's better to make it into chopsticks, so I'll send it to the Shen family."

Thinking of something, he took a big look at Mei: "I want to discuss some things with Brother Mei, I wonder if Brother Mei can come with me."

Mei Da looked at An Ran, An Ran nodded: "I'll wait for you to come back for dinner."

An Ran never wanted to ask about Mei Da's affairs, even if they became husband and wife, An Ran also felt that there should be some private space between each other, so, what kind of business does Lian Mei Da have outside?Where is the shop?Never ask.

She doesn't think these are important. If he tells her, she will listen. He has his reasons if he doesn't say anything. As long as it's not a matter of principle, there's no need to be clear about everything.

But An Ran soon realized that she was completely wrong.

Not long after Mei Da and Yue Jintang left, An Ran thought about the crystal shrimp dumpling made yesterday. Mei Da liked it, so she went to the kitchen. Crystal shrimp dumpling is a famous Cantonese dim sum. The prawns are delicious, An Ran just thought of this dessert, not knowing that Mei Daji loves it, so she wanted to make some more baskets for him today, it would be refreshing to eat this in hot weather.

As soon as the noodles were exchanged, the maid came over with a letter: "Madam received a letter at the door saying it was for Madam."

An Ran: "Who sent it?"

The maid shook her head: "I don't know him, he's a faceless boy, he just said that Madam will know after reading the letter."

An Ran washed her hands, took a look at the letter, but there was no signature, opened it and took out the letter paper, her expression changed suddenly.

Seeing that her expression was not right, the maid hurriedly said, "Madam, what's wrong?"

An Ran shook her head: "It's okay."

Until the servant girl went down, An Ran was still staring at the letter paper, her hands couldn't help shaking, there were only a few words on the paper, but it was shocking, not impossible, An Ran shook her head: How could Mei Da be An Jiamu?

With An Jiamu's pride, how could he do such a thing, besides, the senior brother said, An Jiamu accepted an opera singer and lived a good life in Qingzhu Lane. Obviously An Jiamu has been in Jizhou, how could it be Mei Da?
But there was a voice in her heart reminding her in a low voice, think about it, think about how Mei Da appeared, think about what Mei Da did, think about the day she and Mei Da got married, the behavior of the third master of the An family, An Jia... Shu's character is known to everyone in Anfu, how can he be someone who just goes to eat and drink with others casually, and there is Yue Jintang...

Who is Yue Jintang?The majestic Xiaoyao County King no longer has airs, how could he hand over a domestic servant without any compromises, and he is not unfamiliar with Mei Da's words and deeds, but like a good friend who has known each other for many years.

The scene of the other courtyard flashed across his mind, and his face turned paler. The person who delivered the letter must have malicious intentions, but if the facts in the letter were true, what should he do?
An Ran only felt that her mind was in a mess, and all the threads were tied together, forming a dead knot that could not be untied. If Mei Da was really An Jiamu, she would still be in the same situation as she was in Jizhou, and walk away. ?

An Ran thought for a long time, settled her mind, called the butler over, and asked him as calmly as possible: "When did the master buy Jade Garden before? How long have you been in Jade Garden?"

When the butler heard that it was really similar to the five thunders, he thought to himself, I am really afraid of something. There are not many old people in Cuiyuan, and most of them were re-selected by the master before he came to Suzhou. This matter, if it was left in the past, it would be absolutely impossible, what kind of temperament is the master, even the daughter of the governor's mansion is the same.

He knew what the old man meant, but he was afraid that there would be too many old people and show his whereabouts so that his wife could see it. Speaking of which, the boss really felt that the old man had wronged himself too much, and it was not a problem to wear a mask to hide every day. After marrying back, she will be the head wife of their Anfu.

Just because of this, the Elder Master has sent away all the concubines and maids in the mansion. This kind of heart is not adulterated at all. Besides, for the sake of his wife, how many things the Elder Master has done in secret, these servants are on the sidelines From the looks of it, I felt wronged for the old man, but the old man was just afraid that his wife would find out that he covered himself with a mask every day and regarded himself as Mei Da, but could this pretending last a lifetime?

An Ran looked at him for a long time, why didn't he speak, the manager was startled, and chirped, "Well, Jade Garden used to be the other courtyard of the former Suzhou Weaving Mansion."

"What happened later? Since it was formerly Suzhou Weaving, I would have bought this garden a long time ago."

"This... I really can't remember the small one."

An Ran snorted: "Then you have been in Jade Garden for a few years and you don't remember it."

"This..." The manager wiped off his sweat and knelt down on the ground: "Madam, please forgive me, I really can't say anything."

The last hope in An Ran's heart was instantly shattered, and she waved her hand: "Go down."

The manager hurriedly retreated, and when he got to the front, he arrested the young man and ordered to find the master quickly and come back: "Let's just say something serious happened here, madam."

Soon, Mei Da came back, and the manager hurriedly told what happened just now from beginning to end.

Mei Da knew that the matter had been exposed. Although she could hide An Ran, she might not be able to hide it from everyone. After all, she is in Suzhou now, and she can't ignore Jiangnan's business. It's something difficult, but it's negligent, and the person who sent the letter knew who it was without even thinking about it.

Mei Da gritted her teeth with a gloomy face, since Shangguan Yao insisted on courting death, the Lord will help you, but now it's important to appease the young daughter-in-law first.

Mei walked quickly to the inner courtyard, entered the house and saw An Ran sitting on the kang, looking out of the window, her face could not be said to be sad or angry, but tired.

Mei Da tried to speak: "An Ran..."

An Ran turned around and interrupted him: "I just want to ask you, who are you?"

Mei Da took a few steps to her side and held her in his arms: "Listen to me, it doesn't matter who I am, no matter who we are, we are both husband and wife, we are already husband and wife, three matchmakers, six hires, all together Everyone knows the wedding banquet on Long Street in Zhouzhou."

An Ran nodded: "I am married, but I married Mei Da, not the An family's grand master. If you were Mei Da, you would be my husband, but An Jiamu has nothing to do with me."

As soon as the voice fell, he jumped out of his arms suddenly.

Mei Da was anxious, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold her: "Okay, if you insist on doing this, it doesn't matter if you just be Mei Da for the rest of your life."

An then took a step back to avoid his hand, and gave a wry smile: "You really are An Jiamu." Then she looked up at him: "Your face..."

An Jiamu took off the mask on the outside. Seeing that An Ran was still looking at him steadily, he tore off the last layer of mask along his temples, revealing an extremely handsome face that was more than a hundred times better looking than Mei Da. In An Ran's eyes, it felt extremely strange, and she couldn't help but turn away, as if she didn't want to look at it.

After a long while, Fang sat opposite, and said with difficulty: "What do you want?"

Mei Da hurriedly said: "I also thought about letting you go and continue to be my master, but I was not reconciled. When I let you go that day, I thought that you would regret it sooner or later, and you would come back sooner or later. Let people stare at you, want to see you suffer, and want you to know that the outside world is not as simple as you think, you are a woman, without my support, you can't move an inch, but soon found out that I was wrong and left Anfu, When you left Jizhou, you were like a bird out of the cage, flying far away in a blink of an eye. At that time, I was really scared. I was afraid that if I didn’t make a move, I would never be able to catch you again in this life. I also don’t want to pester you like this. If it weren't for you, I would always be the one and only old master in the Anfu, but if there is no if, you are the one who provoked the master, have you forgotten? If the first time the master entered the big kitchen, you would avoid me everywhere like later , and there will be no further incidents."

An Ran murmured: "You mean all of this is my fault, but why did you pretend to be Mei Da?"

An Jiamu smiled wryly: "Do you think I think about it? Think about it, what did you say to me in the other courtyard in Jizhou? I wish I could never have anything to do with my master in this life. If my master appeared in front of you in his true colors, would you like me as much as Mei Da? Would you love me? Would you marry me willingly? Tell me Lord, other than this method, how else can I get close to you?"

Seeing that An Ran was in a daze, Mei carefully took her hand: "You promised to marry me yourself, remember, you once said that as long as you don't have other women, other things are nothing, you promised I will grow old together with my grandfather."

"But you are not Mei Da. I told Mei Da all those words and promises, not you, Mr. An."

An Jiamu said eagerly: "My lord is Mei Da. You are Mei Da's only wife and the eldest wife of An Mansion. You hate me for having other women, so I sent all those women out. You want to be a cook. Open a restaurant, accept apprentices, compete with Han Zizhang and others for the sake of the world's kitchen industry, I will help you, as long as you stay by my side, you can do whatever you want, I just love you too much, care about you, and are afraid of you Seeing the face of the master, I want to hide and run away again. The master pretended to be Mei Da and lied to you until now. For the sake of the sincerity of the master, please forgive me, let's stop making trouble. Have a good time."

An Ran's face gradually turned cold and pale, and she looked at him with an unusually cold gaze, which made An Jiamu feel chills in his heart, and gently broke away from him, stood up and walked in.

An Jiamu was stunned, and hurriedly followed in. Seeing that she was packing her bags, she could hardly suppress the anger in her heart, so she took a step forward and squeezed her wrist: "What are you doing?"

An Ran looked at him indifferently: "I will move to Yashe and return to Qizhou in a few days."

With An Ran's words, An Jiamu couldn't suppress all the anger anymore, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Did you forget that you are my wife, An Jiamu, and you can't go anywhere."

Let me go... An Ran began to struggle, and if she couldn't, she punched and kicked, but An Jiamu hugged her whole body and leaned over to press her on the bed: "You belong to the master, and you have been..." Tightly Then his lips fell, and he fumbled and tore her clothes...

(End of this chapter)