I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Fang Xiaoxiao lifted the dark blue linen curtain in front of her.

As soon as she peeked out and appeared in the kitchen, the chubby chef could no longer contain his joy.

He put down the cleaver he was using to chop vegetables and strode towards the door curtain.

His eyes were filled with excitement, and a ridiculously exaggerated smile appeared on his lips, making him look quite comical.

Because the fat chef was walking too fast, and because he was already quite large, he tripped over something with a "plop" and suddenly knelt down.

"Um... Fatty Chef, what are you doing? Is it really necessary to give such a grand salute?"

Fang Xiaoxiao stared intently at the person kneeling before her.

This action truly surprised her.

Could it be that I am now so important to the other person?

The fat chef let out an "Ouch!" and his smiling face instantly turned into a look of disgust as if he had just eaten shit.

Seeing how much her master cared about her, she forced herself to endure the excruciating pain in her knees.

He said, half-laughing and half-painfully.

"Master, Master, you've finally arrived! I'm so happy!"

"Happy……"

Fang Xiaoxiao let out a long "Oh," and looked at him with some disbelief.

Fortunately, Zhu Wen rushed over at that moment.

He first glanced at the cook kneeling in front of him, then looked at the group of kitchen helpers who were staring blankly in his direction.

They then roughly knew what had happened.

But he was too lazy to pay attention to this ridiculous scene, and just said to Fang Xiaoxiao beside him.

"The customers are getting impatient, Miss Fang, please serve the food quickly!"

Fang Xiao nodded in agreement.

As the stove flames crackled and popped, the kitchen seemed to be in the midst of a fierce battle, with everyone's foreheads covered in beads of sweat and their hands constantly busy.

The sounds of knives, spatulas, and woks clattering and clattering as they toss the food were deafening, giving an idea of ​​how busy the kitchen must be at that moment.

Even the chubby chef, who usually just helps out his master, is now tossing the wok.

From sunrise to sunset, no one got a moment's respite.

Even the fat chef gives the impression that he has suddenly lost more than ten kilograms.

Fang Xiaoxiao doesn't need much; she's currently relying entirely on willpower to persevere.

She kept muttering to herself as she cooked the dishes.

"One ounce, two ounces, three ounces..."

That's right.

Just now, Manager Zhu went into the kitchen and told her that a dish cost one tael of silver.

The reason for this is simply that there are so many people who have come today, more than he could have imagined.

And so, Fang Xiaoxiao worked tirelessly until all the dishes prepared in the kitchen were used up.

"Phew~~ Finally I can rest. Today was really too much. Where did all these people come from to eat? They all really know how to pick their time!"

She grumbled as she leaned back in the rocking chair in the backyard, enjoying the pastries handed to her by her apprentice, the chubby chef.

The fat chef was also exhausted; he had never experienced what it meant to be busy.

In the past, he worked as a head chef in various hotels, but even during the busiest times, it wasn't as extravagant as it is today.

Can you imagine? He spent the whole day tossing the ladle.

The kitchen helpers who came with him were really busy washing vegetables, without stopping for even a second.

Not to mention the cooks who chop vegetables; when they're chopping, it feels like the cleaver is smoking from all the swinging.

Fortunately, everyone received a reward from Manager Zhu today, with each person receiving at least fifty extra coins.

You know, many kitchen helpers only earn five hundred coins a month. This fifty coins is equivalent to working hard for two or three days.

The chubby chef was overjoyed, and he was even silently thanking his master beside him. If it weren't for her, such a wonderful thing probably wouldn't have happened.

"Master, you've worked so hard today!"

"Hmm...it really is tough. My arm feels like it's about to dislocate, and my whole body aches terribly."

"Oh! Master, what should we do? What if something happens to you?"

"Get lost! You're cursing me, aren't you! Today, I'll expel you from the sect!"

"..."

The fat chef was instantly dumbfounded. He never imagined that he was just concerned about his master, which would be misunderstood as cursing his master, and that his master would even expel him from the sect.

If that's the case, then the money I gave you yesterday was wasted!

He borrowed this money from his wife; if he didn't learn any skills, he'd be skinned alive when he got home.

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Just listen to a "pop" sound.

Forehead!

Fang Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the sound.

What are you doing?

“Master, since you have expelled me from the sect, I will kneel here forever today!”

"..."

I'm speechless. What did I do to deserve this scoundrel?

A question posed to the depths of her soul arose in her mind.

But on second thought, what I said just now did seem a bit too much. After all, the fat chef had given me a considerable amount of money for becoming his apprentice.

Fang Xiaoxiao quickly smiled and said.

"I was just joking. Look at you, you have no sense of humor at all. Get up now!"

The fat chef seemed not to understand at all; he shook his head vigorously to express his disapproval.

This really stumped Fang Xiaoxiao.

If this guy keeps kneeling, he might be seen by Manager Zhu soon and find out that she secretly accepted fifty taels of silver as an apprenticeship fee. He will definitely be kicked out of the hotel.

You should know that Manager Zhu had told her before that if she privately accepted apprenticeship fees from anyone in the kitchen, he would terminate their partnership.

The reason was that Zhu Wen felt that such abuse of power for personal gain should not exist in his hotel.

Fang Xiaoxiao didn't understand this point back then, nor did she want to.

But now, it's better to be safe than sorry.

If Manager Zhu finds out that she broke her promise, she will definitely be kicked out of Wenyue Pavilion, and then her golden rice bowl will be gone.

And sometimes, it's just sad that the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.

This is not.

Zhu Wen, wearing a smug smile, had just entered the inner courtyard when he saw the fat cook kneeling on the ground, looking extremely pained.

Furthermore, the fat chef was looking at the person beside him with a pleading look in his eyes.

This……

An ordinary person would have thought of something else, such as the fat chef possibly pursuing Miss Fang.

But who is Zhu Wen? He was the man who once ran the largest medicinal cuisine restaurant in the capital.

Moreover, he was a close friend of the legendary brewing master of Kyoto, so he naturally had a keen eye for people and things.

Zhu Wen shouted loudly.

"What are you doing!"

The fat chef was still immersed in the fear and sorrow of being expelled from the master's school, and he seemed not to hear what the person next to him was saying at all.

On the contrary, Fang Xiaoxiao looked extremely nervous at this moment, and kept giving her apprentice a meaningful look, signaling him not to kneel anymore.

The fat chef truly lives up to his reputation as an outstanding fat man.