The Little Lucky Girl

Chapter 107 Who Fishes

Ming Youyou and the others ran back to the front yard. Along the way, Feng Xu wanted to speak, but Zheng Huan and Lu Tai warned him with their eyes, so he had to hold back and urged everyone to go down the mountain quickly.

Finally getting on the carriage, Feng Xu breathed a sigh of relief, "I was so suffocated."

Ming Youyou asked curiously, "What exactly do you want to say? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Feng Xu looked outside the carriage to make sure that no one was around, then he whispered, "It was rumored ten years ago that this old man had passed away. I didn't expect that he is still alive. He must be over ninety years old."

Lu Tai said: "I remember my grandfather calculated it during the Chinese New Year, and the old man was already over 100 years old at that time."

Ming Youyou exclaimed, "Isn't it as long-lived as the gods in the legend?"

The three also sighed, "Not only does he live a long life, but his ears and eyes are not deaf, and his mind is very clear. Who wouldn't envy such a person?"

"No wonder His Majesty has been sending people to look for me. This is almost a good omen for me, Dayu."

"It's not just our people who are looking for him, people from other countries are looking for him too," Feng Xu said with a grin, "I have an uncle who is on duty in the Imperial Guards who said that in recent years there have been spies from other countries sneaking into the capital, hoping to capture the elders. They catch several waves of them every year."

Ming Youyou asked curiously, "What do you want to do by arresting people? To ask how they keep healthy?"

"More than that," Zheng Huan said thoughtfully, "The old man is a genuine veteran of three dynasties, he must know a lot of secrets of the court."

Feng Xu clicked his tongue and shook his head at them, "Young people are still too naive."

"Stop showing off and tell me now."

"Okay," Feng Xu asked them to move their heads closer and said in a low voice, "Those people say that Master Zong is the Wenqu Star from heaven who has descended to earth. He is very blessed. If you eat a piece of his meat, you can add a lot to your life."

Ming Youyou opened his mouth wide, "Then wouldn't that make me become Tang Monk?"

"Who is Tang Monk?"

She stuck out her tongue. "It's not important, it's not important. Just continue."

Lu Tai was also terrified. "Is he so brutal? No wonder the old man hid carefully. I thought he was afraid of being disturbed, but I didn't expect his life to be in danger."

"But he has experts around him, too. I feel that the guard named Dachang is even more powerful than the ones in front of the emperor." Feng Xu said with longing, "It's a pity that he doesn't like to eat cake, otherwise we can try to get closer to him."

Ming said happily, "Anyway, it turns out we really caught a really big fish."

After the elder finished his snack, he hummed a little tune and walked out of the yard. Dachang followed him silently, thinking that the children thought he was fishing, but they didn't know that they were caught by the "fish".

The back mountain was too deserted, so the old man appeared in front of the students to give them some advice on learning, perhaps in his heart he was asking them to find their own way.

Unexpectedly, the students that the adults had high hopes for did not come, but this little girl persevered in bringing people here again and again, and she knew how to use her kindness to attract people.

Haha, it’s really fate.

When Ming Youyou went to the cafeteria again, she found that the person serving food to everyone had become Chef Hong.

"Hey, where's Brother Xiaohong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was patted by the person next to her. Master Xiao Hong looked at her with resentment, "Every time I go to find you after distributing the food, you are not here. I have no choice but to let my uncle take my place today so that I can come and stop you."

Ming Youyou smiled apologetically, "We've been too busy lately, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Master Xiao Hong said, "I heard that you are the one who made the herbal tea that's been very popular in the county recently?"

"Yes, but how did you know that?"

Chef Xiao Hong smiled and said, "Chef Zhang from Lord Tao's family is a good friend of my uncle."

He said, "We want to sell herbal tea in the academy. Can we buy herbs from you?"

"Of course, but Jinxiufang has ready-made medicine bags. You just need to boil them in water. It's very convenient."

"We know this," Master Xiao Hong blushed, "but I just want to ask, if I buy the goods directly from you, can it be cheaper?"

"That's no problem. I'll give you the cost price." She patted her chest and said, "But Brother Xiaohong, are you short of money?"

Chef Xiao Hong sighed deeply, "It's my uncle. He likes to think of new dishes when he has nothing to do. He spends all his salary on it. Now he can't even get enough money to marry a wife."

"Hey, aren't there plenty of ingredients in the cafeteria? Why do I have to pay for them myself?"

"The ingredients in the canteen are all pre-ordered," Chef Xiao Hong pointed at the dish in Ming Youyou's bowl and said, "Like this bitter melon and peach mixed with coriander. These peaches were bought by my uncle himself."

Ming Youyou took a bite of the peach soaked in bitterness and coriander flavor, frowned and said inexplicably: "Then there is no need to make so much, can't you just have one plate to taste for yourself?"

"My uncle said that it would be pointless to only eat such novel dishes at home. It is a chef's job to let everyone enjoy them together."

Ming Youyou: ...That’s not necessary.

Feng Xu came over from nowhere and said slyly, "It's easy for a cook to make money. Just set a higher price when buying and waste more when cooking. Then the money will come out."

Chef Xiao Hong was anxious. "My uncle is not that kind of person. He said that Master Pei was kind to him and had the foresight to make him the chef. He can't let him down."

He glared at Feng Xu and turned his back to him. "Pei Shanzhang is really good. My uncle said he wanted to learn to read, so he asked someone to come and teach us. Now everyone in the kitchen is learning the Thousand Character Classic."

"Why does the cook want to learn to read?" Feng Xu came over again shamelessly.

"Why can't we learn to read?" Master Xiao Hong said angrily, "Only you students are allowed to learn, but we have to be blind all our lives?"

"That's not what he meant. Don't worry." Ming Youyou hastened to comfort him. "We used to teach the villagers, but they thought it was difficult to learn Chinese characters and they didn't use them in their daily lives, so they weren't very enthusiastic."

Master Xiao Hong calmed down a bit and was willing to explain it to them. "My uncle heard from the teachers that some scholars like to record the delicacies they have eaten in different places, so he wanted to learn from the books. But after reading, he found that these scholars only wrote about how delicious the dishes were. As for how to cook them, they either briefly mentioned it or didn't record it at all."

“So my uncle wants to write a real recipe book in the future,” he said proudly, “so that future generations can know how to make it at a glance, and his skills can be passed down.”

Feng Xu was surprised and said, "Chef Hong is quite generous. Most people are reluctant to share this cooking secret recipe."

Seeing that he finally said something pleasing to the ear, Master Xiao Hong did not care about it. "During the time when my uncle was learning his craft, he heard many cases of famous chefs losing their skills because their descendants were not good people. That's why he came up with this idea."

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