I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Only a few people looked at Wang Gang and felt that he looked familiar.

Wang Gang looked at Song Wanqing with gratitude.

In a short while, a large basket of various fresh vegetables and meats was brought over, and Yan Chu also came over.

As soon as he received the news that Song Wanqing needed food, he ordered his subordinates to send seasonal ingredients over, and he also came along to see for Cheng Qian'an what this woman was up to.

Seeing all kinds of rare or very fresh ingredients being carried into the kitchen one by one, the original chefs of Lai Fu Restaurant opened their mouths wide in surprise.

Could it be that this man really has some talent?

Song Wanqing just watched the ingredients being placed on the stove one by one with no expression on her face, but Wang Gang was already getting ready.

He hasn't had the chance to cook a few dishes properly for a long time.

As everything was moved in, Wang Gang washed his hands and walked to the stove.

Everyone stood in the corner and looked at him tacitly.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his aura suddenly changed. The hesitation and embarrassment just now disappeared in an instant, and he became very calm instead.

He took a deep breath, picked up various ingredients and began to process them. His movements were smooth and fluid, and it was obvious that he had been dealing with these things for a long time.

He worked very quickly, and as steam began to rise from the stove, he began to process the ingredients one by one.

There are many kinds of things, such as steamed, fried, boiled, roasted, and served cold, but his movements are obviously well-organized.

Song Wanqing watched all this with satisfaction, but the chefs at Lai Fu Restaurant were dumbfounded.

As colleagues, they naturally knew that it would take at least decades of training to achieve such a result. This person was truly an expert, even better than them. So they watched him carefully, hoping to learn something from him.

The aroma gradually filled the kitchen. Wang Gang looked calm. He opened the lid of the pot and a fragrant smell came out. Others had already sat at the table outside, waiting for the dishes to be served.

The first dish was Eight Treasure Duck, the fat-rich duck belly was filled with mushrooms, chestnuts, ham and many other ingredients. When Song Wanqing took the first bite, her eyes lit up instantly.

He is worthy of being the head chef of Li’s Restaurant.

She looked at Wang Gang, who was bowing his head, with appreciation: "This dish is delicious."

The man lowered his head and said modestly: "As long as you like it."

Later on, there were other main dishes such as Dongpo pork, steamed sea bass, and four-happiness meatballs. With the first dish as good as the others, these dishes were just as good. Even Ji Huaichuan, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, praised the dish highly and even considered inviting Wang Gang back to his house to be his private chef.

Song Wanqing looked at him speechlessly.

Wang Gang thanked him with a fist, neither servile nor arrogant: "It is my honor that the city lord likes my food, but I don't want to stay in the palace."

Song Wanqing looked at the man with satisfaction, and became more and more impressed with his character.

The last dish served was a yam and pork ribs soup. The clear soup was very tempting, and the aroma filled the air as soon as it was served.

Wang Gang served a bowl to Song Wanqing.

Song Wanqing already had an idea in her mind. She took a sip and found the taste was indeed rich and delicious. She couldn't help but close her eyes slightly.

Several chefs were standing by, drooling at the sight of the brightly coloured dishes on the table. Looking at Song Wanqing's expression, they felt like they were being scratched by a cat.

Although he was very confident in his cooking skills, Wang Gang couldn't help being nervous at the moment and stared at Song Wanqing without blinking.

"Once everything is ready at the restaurant, you can come and cook." Song Wanqing opened her eyes and looked at Wang Gang with a smile on her face.

"Thank you!" Wang Gang was overjoyed and kept thanking Song Wanqing. He could finally pick up the spatula again.

"In that case, let's go to my restaurant and take a closer look," Song Wanqing suggested.

Of course Wang Gang agreed, and the few of them got up and left, heading towards Li’s Restaurant.

As soon as they left the house, several chefs could no longer stand and started picking up chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table.

"Hmm..." The chef who initially stopped Song Wanqing and his group picked up a piece of Eight Treasure Duck.

As soon as he took a bite, he felt the bright duck meat was tough and had a glutinous texture in the middle. In an instant, the rich taste filled his entire mouth and he was speechless for a moment.

Then I looked up at the expressions of the other people and saw that they all looked intoxicated. They went to try other dishes, and I was shocked.

This person actually cooks every dish so well.

"This... I have never eaten such delicious sea bass." He couldn't help but sigh, "How come I have never seen such a great chef before?"

"I think I remember who he is!"

An excited voice sounded, it was the person who said Wang Gang looked familiar.

Everyone stared at him curiously: "Who is it?"

"He is the famous chef from the Li Family Restaurant. I was lucky enough to have seen him from a distance at a cooking competition before, but I didn't have much impression of him, so I didn't recognize him just now."

He turned out to be the famous chef of Li's Restaurant. No wonder!

The greasy-faced chef wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling very embarrassed.

He just mocked others for not being able to cook, now he seems like a real clown!

at this time.

Doctor Zeng bent over slightly and walked towards Cheng Qian'an's room.

Cheng Qian'an was lying on the bed with her eyes closed to rest. Her thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes and moved her gaze to the door, only to see Doctor Zeng walking in with a smile.

He stared at Divine Doctor Zeng in confusion, then stood up and asked, "Divine Doctor Zeng?"

Doctor Zeng's eyes were cloudy, but his gaze was sharp and clear. He sat in front of Cheng Qian'an and asked with a smile: "Qian'an, how do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qian shook his head and said with a silly smile: "No, I'm fine."

The smile on Doctor Zeng's face gradually deepened.

He shook his head and said bluntly: "Qian, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

"I have been practicing medicine for many years. I can tell whether a person is sane or foolish at a glance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Qian'an's eyes suddenly darkened. He stared deeply at the wrinkled old face in front of him, and a faint smile slowly appeared at the corner of his lips.

His smile made his handsome face look incomparably more handsome. The dim light from the window fell faintly on his face, casting a shadow.

"Dr. Zeng is indeed an amazing doctor. You can see that." His thin lips slightly opened, and his voice was no longer silly as before, but now full of magnetism.

Doctor Zeng shook his head, and an inexplicable sadness gradually welled up on his face. He stared into Cheng Qian'an's eyes, as if he was looking at another person through him.

Cheng Qian'an frowned slightly, his eyes showing a layer of alertness.

Doctor Zeng patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be so afraid of me, I know your true identity. Back then, I owed the old general a favor. You are his grandson, so I will naturally not leave you alone."