Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's eyes showed some admiration, and he thought to himself that a woman like this must be accustomed to roaming freely in the vast world to have such an impressive heroic spirit.

"Since Miss Yuntao agrees to my proposal, that's perfect. From now on... I'll be sorry to bother you."

"However, I don't think I'll stay in Junhua City for too long. A few months at the least, half a year at the most, before I set off again to the next capital."

"During this period of time, I will also try my best to pass on as much experience as possible to Xiaozhu so that he can improve as soon as possible."

Jiang Yu briefly informed about the itinerary and made it clear that he would not disturb them for long.

"Young Master Jiang, there's no need to be so distant. From now on, we'll all live under the same roof and become close friends."

"As long as Young Master Jiang is willing, it doesn't matter how long he stays. However, if Young Master Jiang wants to leave, we naturally cannot force him to stay. Everything depends on his heart."

Being called "Young Master" by Cheng Yuntao all the time, Jiang Yu felt more and more embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly: "Since Miss Yuntao said so, then don't keep calling me Young Master Jiang. Just call me by my name."

"Okay, Jiang Yu!" Cheng Yuntao didn't hesitate and shouted openly.

"Then you can just call me by my name, Yuntao."

Perhaps he thought of something funny, but the corners of Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly and he laughed softly.

Cheng Yuntao didn't understand what was going on, and Cheng Jingzhu also didn't understand what his master was laughing at, so he bent down and leaned over to take a look.

Jiang Yu opened his eyes and saw the "enlarged" version of Cheng Jingzhu. He was immediately startled and hit him on the butt without any hesitation: "You little bastard, why did you suddenly get so close? You scared your master!"

"Ouch..." Cheng Jingzhu rubbed his butt a little aggrievedly, muttering, "It was obviously the master who laughed inexplicably first..."

"Ahem, sorry, I just wanted to laugh because the words 'little god chef' suddenly popped up in my head."

"But in my opinion, although Miss Yuntao is young, her cooking skills are superb. Given time, she will surely become world-famous and recognized as a godly chef."

Jiang Yu coughed lightly, then immediately adjusted his expression and explained sincerely.

"Thank you for the compliment. Yuntao will work hard in the future and live up to Jiang Yu's expectations." Cheng Yuntao smiled carefreely, stood up and added more firewood to the fire: "But calling me by this name still makes me feel a little pressured. You should just call me by my name."

"Hahaha, good!" Jiang Yu laughed heartily. "It's getting late. You should arrange for everyone to rest. We'll set off at dawn tomorrow. I'll be here to look after them. Don't worry, just rest assured."

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he picked up the big knife, used his feet to gain momentum, and jumped back onto the beam. Cheng Jingzhu stood below, watching his agile skills, his mouth slightly opened in surprise.

"Xiao Zhu, don't just stand there like an idiot. Come over and take a rest."

"Come here!"

Hearing Cheng Yuntao's greeting, Cheng Jingzhu did not dare to delay and turned around and left in a hurry. However, the scene just now was deeply engraved in his mind and was difficult to get rid of.

Although the cold winter has passed, there is still a hint of chill in this spring night.

Cheng Yuntao took out the warm bedding, wrapped it around herself, and looked at Jiang Yu, who was hiding on the beam, with some worry, wondering whether she should give him some as well.

But then I thought, everyone knows their own feelings, and maybe they have gotten used to it and are now lying down to rest. It would be bad to disturb them, so I didn't say anything.

……

At dawn, the old, dilapidated temple was silent, with a faint light appearing between the broken tiles on the temple roof.

The sky in the east gradually brightened, first appearing a pure white, and soon a strong golden light penetrated the clouds and fell on the ruined walls of the dilapidated temple, making the gray stones covered with a layer of bright color.

The dry grass in front of the temple was covered with morning dew, sparkling in the light, and the outlines of the distant mountains became clear in the morning glow.

Then, the red sun rose slowly, and its light spread all over the earth. The group was also disturbed by the bright light and slowly opened their eyes.

Cheng Yuntao got up first and went to the open space in front. She set up the boiler again based on the fire that had burned out last night. She was going to make some scallion oil noodles this morning.

Before going down the mountain, she had already prepared some vegetarian noodles and brought them with her. Now she just needed to cook the noodles and make the sauce.

Jiang Yu was also awakened by the dazzling sunlight that seeped through the tiles. He yawned, stretched, turned over, jumped off the beam, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and went to the stream outside to wash his face.

When he came back, he saw Cheng Yuntao busy working attentively, so he curiously came forward and watched from the side.

Soy sauce and sugar are carefully blended into a sauce, the green onions are neatly cut into sections, and the minced garlic is finely chopped. Everything is ready.

The oil pan is heated to a scorching heat, with the fire on full blast. Scallion segments and minced garlic are thrown in together. With a "swish", a domineering and strong onion aroma instantly spreads.

As the edges of the scallions gradually turn an attractive golden brown, the prepared sauce is slowly poured into the pot.

The sauce and scallion oil blend in the pot, and the aroma becomes more and more intense. After about one minute of careful cooking, the taste of the scallion oil has completely penetrated and integrated into the sauce, forming a unique flavor.

Then the carefully prepared scallion oil is evenly poured on the noodles that have been treated with cold water and drained. The noodles quickly absorb the aroma of the scallion oil and become shiny and attractive.

The chopsticks gently stir the noodles in the pot, and each noodle is fully coated with rich scallion oil, and a bowl of simple yet delicious scallion oil noodles is perfectly presented.

In order to save time, Cheng Yuntao asked Jiang Yu to go outside and pick some thick and wide leaves, which he washed and used as noodle bowls.

This way, you can throw it away directly after eating, saving the trouble of cleaning.

The sauce is blended just right, adding both freshness and flavor, complementing the aroma of green onions. The noodles are chewy and smooth, and are both chewy and delicate when eaten.

Everyone was slurping noodles, and for a moment the dilapidated temple was filled with the sound of slurping noodles.

In order to enjoy the meal to the fullest, they didn't care much about being polite. When they looked up at each other, they would notice a faint mark of scallion oil around their lips, and their grins made them look even more funny.

After finishing the noodles and simply cleaning up the scene, everyone picked up their bags and prepared to set off again.

In addition to the big knife on his back, Jiang Yu was only holding a black bag in his hand, which was different in size and shape from ordinary bags.

Cheng Jingzhu didn't know that the box contained the head of the leader of the gang of criminals from last night. He thought it was some treasure that his master carried with him, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.

Finally, he couldn't help but be curious, so he moved closer to Jiang Yu and asked in a low voice, "Master, what treasure is in this little bag of yours?"