Xia Jin looked out through the screen. Only the lower part of the screen was hollow, so Xia Jin could only see that he was wearing a gray robe.
Listening to their discussion, are they trying to frame Lin Ziyi?
The old lady is such a good person, but she has to suffer this crime at her birthday party?
Besides, the gold owner is quite nice. He still gives Yueyin on weekdays, and he also invested in the construction of the Food God Hall.
He is a very upright person, and even if he sleeps on the same bed, he doesn't have any evil intentions (even though he is not in good health).
As an investor, he is definitely qualified!
If the investor collapses before the project is completed, that will definitely not work!
Now that she heard it, Xia Jin naturally wanted to find a way to stop it!
"Be sure to be foolproof. Remember, you only have this one chance! So you are so confident..." the man in gray robe warned seriously.
Then he turned around and walked out.
Mr. Song sat on the Taishi chair, took a sip of tea, stood up and threw the tea cup to the ground.
"Are you trying to kill a dog to death? Let me take care of myself? What have I done? I'm not following the Lord's orders!"
He gasped for air, and his whole body trembled with fat. He was so angry that he overturned the table again, and then started to smash things.
The vases, tables, chairs, and books on the bookshelves were all picked up and pulled, and they were about to head towards the screen.
Xia Jin's heart skipped a beat!
Just when he grabbed the screen and was about to flip it over, footsteps were heard outside the door, and then a woman's voice was heard.
"Master, calm down the fire!" Mr. Song's first wife, Mrs. Yuan, wrapped her arms around Mr. Song.
"What happened to make the master so angry?"
Mr. Song sat on the Taishi chair nearby and said feebly: "You are a woman, it's useless to talk to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and narrowed his eyes.
"Five days from now, the old lady's banquet, you can go with me and do something for me by the way!"
Lord Song leaned close to Yuan's ear. Yuan's face turned ugly after hearing this. Seeing Lord Sun's solemn expression, she had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Master, don't worry, just leave it to me!"
The two of them left the study one after another. Xia Jin then walked out from behind the screen. When she left the study and came to the corner, a black figure appeared.
Xia Jin's eyes flashed, and flames flashed in her hands. Just when she thought the other party was going to attack her, she saw him kneeling on the ground.
"Chef Xia, leave some food for me!"
The flame that had just appeared in Xia Jin's hand was extinguished. When she looked carefully, she saw a man with a round face, wearing a chef's hat and an apron.
"Who are you?"
"When you come to the Song Mansion, I will drive me away! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a baby who is waiting to be fed. If you are kicked out, our whole family will starve!"
"Get up." Xia Jin helped Xiao Chen up. Seeing that he was crying with runny nose and tears, she couldn't help but ask:
"Are you the original chef of Song Mansion?"
"Just call me Xiao Chen." Xiao Chen wiped his tears.
"The government stipulates that there can only be one chef to cook for the master. When a replacement comes, the other one will leave... I am here to beg you because I have no choice. Although this may not be useful... but I have to try anyway.
"Yes." Xiao Chen drooped his head, feeling weak.
Xia Jin suddenly realized that this was the case.
"Don't worry, I won't take your job! But it's okay for you to be always worried. If it doesn't work, just go find a job outside!"
"Where can I find one? Although Beijing is a big city, there are too few jobs that include food, accommodation and good pay. Even if there are any, it won't be my turn!"
Xia Jin saw that his eyes were red from crying, and it didn't look like he was lying.
"You come with me to the kitchen and I'll watch you cook a dish."
Xia Jin happened to need to recruit a cook, so he came anyway and didn't mind poaching Master Song.
Mr. Song loves food very much, and when he meets a chef he likes, he will hire him with a high salary. If Xiao Chen can enter the Song family, he must have good cooking skills!
Xiao Chen nodded. Although he didn't understand what Xia Jin meant, he did as he was told.
Not long after, a portion of sweet and sour pork ribs was ready. Xia Jin smelled it. The sweet and sour taste was mixed with the aroma of meat, which was just right. Looking at the color, the light brown color showed through, and the sugar color was very good!
Put it all together and put it in your mouth. The meat is soft and has a moderately sweet and sour taste!
"How's it going?" Xiao Chen looked at Xia Jin, worried like a newbie.
Xia Jin couldn't help but secretly thought, Versailles is definitely Versailles!
This cooking skill is no worse than that of my apprentice!
The mastery of sweet and sour and the control of the color of fried sugar over the heat requires at least five years of mastery!
And the texture, which is neither soft nor crumbling but slightly chewy, is the best proof of his strength!
A chef with such superb cooking skills is left here to cook for Master Song alone? What a waste of talent!
Xia Jin must poach him!
Xia Jin put down her chopsticks and asked:
"You've been worried here all the time. Have you ever thought about what you're going to do in the future? Are you going to beg just once when Mr. Song brings back a cook? This time I will relent and leave, but what about next time? What about the next time?"
Xiao Chen lowered his head, holding his apron in his hands, hesitating like a grown-up daughter-in-law.
"I didn't think about this problem..."
Xia Jin patted his shoulder and said, "How about I show you a clear path?"
"What clear path!" He looked at Xia Jin with expectation on his face.
He has had enough of these days of fear! In fact, as Xia Jin said, this is not the first time he has asked for help.
Last time, if the cook hadn't mistakenly added too much salt, he was the one who was kicked out!
"There is a newly opened restaurant on Xisheng Street that is recruiting chefs. If you go there, please report my name and I will be sure to be selected!"
"Really?" Xiao Chen didn't believe it.
I have been enslaved for a long time, and my self-confidence has been severely damaged.
"Of course! Anyway, think about it carefully!"
…
In the middle of the night, when no one was around, Xia Jin sneaked into the study again and searched around but did not find the letter intended to frame Lin Ziyi.
As I was leaving, there were bright torches outside.
Master Song walked out from behind the crowd!
"Catch him!"
Xia Jin looked around. All the servants in the mansion were here, and there were many maids and servants watching the fun. If she used firebending now, her identity would be exposed.
At that time, let alone opening a shrine in the capital, it was impossible to live a stable life!
Now they can only temporarily let the guards capture her and imprison her in the dungeon of Song Mansion.
"Xia Zheng, tell me, who sent you here!" Lord Song asked.
"Master Song, what you said is very interesting. It was obviously you who asked me to come here to be the chef. Why are you now asking who asked me to come here?"
"Why did you go to my study in the middle of the night?" He stared at Xia Jin's face, not missing any expression.
"I cooked bird's nest porridge and wanted to see if Mr. Song was in the study." Xia Jin explained.
Lord Song narrowed his eyes. This was a special time and he had to be cautious.
"You will stay here temporarily for the next few days!"
Not long after he left, Xiao Chen came with a lunch box, placed it in front of Xia Jin, and said:
"The meat buns are delicious, eat more, and it's best to finish them all to avoid being hungry in the middle of the night!"
After saying that, he left. Xia Jin opened the food box and found three fist-sized buns inside. She picked up one and pinched it in half.
There's a key inside!
At the same time, Lin Ziyi went to the house. When he entered, he saw that the servants were there, but Xia Jin was not there.
