Daughter draft: The identity of the third generation of Ko was exposed

The head chef of Chang’an Hotel, He Yongde, looked serious and respectfully pushed open the door.

Then, a gray-haired, kind old man walked in with a smile.

“Master, Master is here!”

Where the half-fat chef could still take care of Chen Yuting, he trotted forward to help the old man.

“Get out! The old man hasn’t reached that time yet. ”

The old man with gray hair is the chef god of the Great Xia Dynasty, the master of the half-fat chef.

After scolding angrily, he turned around and saw Gu Nianqing full of stuffed in his mouth, and he wanted to swallow it again, but he couldn’t bear it.

Distressed, he hurriedly patted his back, “Gu Yatou, eat slowly, eat slowly!” Don’t choke. ”

“Grandpa Nie, why are you here?”

Since Old Master Nie came in, Gu Nianqing obviously seemed to have changed as a person.

There is no longer the cold arrogance and indifference of the past, and the coquettish look really surprises others.

“Grandpa knew that you were not used to eating outside dishes, so he specially came over to make you a lion’s head.”

Mouth.

Uncle, do you have any misunderstanding about the mouth in your mouth, this basin of four fist-sized lion’s heads has been eaten clean.

Everyone looked at each other left and right, looking at each other.

“Grandpa’s lion head, how does it taste?”

“Excellent, same taste as before.”

Gu Nianqing suddenly sighed.

“What’s wrong, girl?”

“Grandpa Nie, I feel sad when I think of the four lion heads my father brought home by my mother being eaten by my mother!”

Old man Nie suddenly laughed.

“Silly girl, it’s not easy to eat a lion’s head, grandpa makes it for you every day.”

Obediently rumbling.

He Yongde knows a little inside.

His master sealed the knife and said publicly that he would not cook for anyone.

The master’s son encountered a little difficulty.

The other party released the words, as long as Old Master Nie came forward to cook a home-cooked meal, this matter was done.

His master looked at his son kneeling in front of him, indifferent.

Made.

This girl, what is the origin, let our old man make an exception.

“Hmm. It’s still Grandpa Nie who is the best. ”

As soon as he entered the door, everyone’s eyes were on Gu Nianqing.

Chen Yuting’s face was livid, and she was the focus everywhere she went, when was she so snubbed.

Leng snorted.

“What’s the situation? Let not let people eat, Chang’an Hotel is how to entertain guests! ”

“Isn’t it just a lion’s head, it’s like a baby, it’s really a dirt bun.”

Bumpkin.

Old man Nie’s kind face showed a hint of anger.

Gu Yatou, who is the most precious on weekdays, was actually scolded.

No matter how good the old man was cultivated, he couldn’t help but be angry.

“Can this young age accumulate some morality?”

“Grandpa Nie, don’t be angry, don’t be angry.”

Gu Nianqing hurriedly persuaded the old man, angry who made her such a delicious meal.

“Besides, I’m a little dirt bun.”

“Have you forgotten what my grandfather used to say…”

“We’re just a dirt bun who only knows how to serve those crops in the field.”

Old man Nie’s face turned cloudy.

Don’t say it, this girl is like her grandfather Gu Old Man.

Old Man Gu dedicated his life to the Great Xia Empire.

Continuous efforts to advance food security and eradicate poverty.

It is revered as a contemporary Shennong.

He is not tall, but he is a real great man.

Even if he is old, he often squats in the field.

In his own words, “We are just dirt buns, and we have been dealing with crops all our lives, and if we sit in the office, we will be uncomfortable.”

As a chef, Old Master Nie’s most hated thing is waste.

The most respected person in life is Gu Lao.

It is also for this reason that the oath of sealing the knife is ignored.

As a chef god, go to the scientific research institute to manage the canteen.

In order to let this group of lovely people have a hot meal in addition to their busy work.

And, to be honest.

Old man Nie also felt that his cooking skills were also worthy of this group of purest talents.

These people outside are officials and nobles, and they are dedicated to fighting for power and profit, which makes people lose their appetite when they see it.

“You! Beware of being heard by your mother, that old man can’t save you.” ”

“Hmph! It’s really dirt buns! ”

Just now, there was still some suspicion, Gu Nianqing’s identity is a mystery.

However, she personally admitted that she was a dirt bun.

Her grandfather, serving the crops in the fields.

Isn’t that a farmer?

The person sitting next to her quietly moved his seat, as if sitting with the peasant’s granddaughter was insulting.

Chen Yuting sneered a few times, and sighed with relief in her heart.

Gu Nianqing had an outstanding temperament, and thought that he was hiding his identity.

Outcome.

I already knew that I shouldn’t have called her over today.

Disgusting to death.