Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

Chapter 15 No Noodles?

"You said Granny Sun is staying in the Zhao Mansion?"

"Yes sir."

A maid respectfully told Zhao Zongze the whole process of Grandma Sun's stay in the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Zongze became more and more confused the more he listened.

"You said that because of the fiancée Zhao Qingpei brought back, Granny Sun stayed in his house?"

The more Zhao Zongze listened, the more outrageous it became. He knew best what kind of person Grandma Sun was.

Only the fiancée Zhao Zongze brought back stayed here?

"That's probably all this slave knows."

As a maid, she didn't know much about it, so she could only try her best to restore what she saw.

"Okay, you go down first."

After Zhao Zongze listened, he still couldn't believe it after a while.

You must know that Zhao Zongze also made a lot of efforts to keep Grandma Sun in the house.

Gold and silver treasures, medical treasures.

But Granny Sun didn't like it at all.

Grandma Sun's status was so important that even Zhao Zongze himself could not put on any airs in front of Grandma Sun.

Just like a sentence, you can provoke a strong person in the seventh realm or even a strong person in the eighth realm, but you can never provoke a witch doctor.

Especially Granny Sun, she is still the top among witch doctors!

Grandma Sun was able to treat Zhao Qingpei because Zhao Qingpei's mother, Zhao Zongze's wife, had helped Grandma Sun.

That's why Grandma Sun would only give Zhao Qingpei medical treatment twice a year.

Even Zhao Zongze couldn't handle Granny Sun's weird character.

"This boy."

Zhao Zongze praised Zhao Qingpei fiercely in his heart.

This son finally gave himself an old face at this time!

Phew~

Zhao Zongze took a deep breath.

It was like the resentment that had been suppressed for decades was vented at this moment.

The naughty and uneducated younger son has always been Zhao Zongze's worry.

With the recent events, Zhao Zongze finally felt that his youngest son had really changed a lot.

It becomes eye-catching.

This drastic change made Zhao Zongze feel extremely gratified.

As an old father, what he hopes most is for his children to succeed.

Now that Zhao Qingpei is getting better and better, he is relieved.

As soon as he breathed out slowly, Zhao Zongze felt that the biggest stone holding him down fell.

Vaguely, Zhao Qingpei felt that his threshold to enter the Eighth Realm was loosened a little.

This is undoubtedly another good sign.

At this moment, Zhao Zongze felt that the fiancée he brought back seemed to be a good lucky star.

He must go and see his fiancée who has not yet married.

In the back room, the old man in black robe slowly walked to Zhao Zongze and sat down.

Seeing the old man sitting down, Zhao Zongze said with a smile.

"Military, you've been out a lot lately."

"Master, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time."

Zhao Zongze had a smile on his face at this time.

His smile never fell as he spoke.

"Really? Is it so obvious?"

When he said this, Zhao Zongze could hardly hold back his lips.

"Master, this is a good thing for you. The more silent and oppressive you are, the harder it is to break through."

"Yeah, I really didn't expect that boy to actually take care of Granny Sun."

"The young master's condition has been getting better and better recently. Tomorrow is the death anniversary of the young lady, so I think I can give him some ANBU members."

Zhao Zongze shook his head.

"Don't worry, I will observe him for a few days. If this kid returns to his original state in a few days, how can I believe that he will change back?"

Zhao Zongze said this, but in his heart he actually regarded Zhao Qingpei as the heir to part of his power.

Every Zhao family must be able to cultivate enough secret forces of their own.

These are the keys to the Zhao family being able to gain a foothold in Dazhou.

the other side.

Zhao Qingpei was completely unaware of his father Zhao Zongze's plans.

Even if he knew it, he didn't care. I have my own little wife, Sheng Yingting, with her legs.

Will the opportunity be worse?

…………

After Zhao Qingpei entered the kitchen, he saw the cook (the name given to the chef) who was busy.

"Master."

The cooks dropped their things and looked at Zhao Qingpei in surprise.

As a young master, Zhao Qingpei has never entered the kitchen since he was born.

This appearance really made all the cooks in the kitchen feel unusually fresh.

"Master, are you hungry? All you need to do is give orders to the servants."

"It's okay. I'll just take a look. You guys continue your work."

Zhao Qingpei was looking for food for his wife. After walking around Zhao Qingpei, he asked a cook with some doubts.

“Aren’t there any noodles here?”

"Noodle?"

"What are young master's noodles? There are some noodles."

Dazhou doesn’t even have noodles?

Now Sheng Yingting can't eat too greasy food, so clear soup noodles are the best choice.

Zhao Qingpei waved his hand.

"It's okay, you can just be busy."

Since there is no Zhao Qingpei, I plan to do it myself.

Fortunately, the method of making noodles was not difficult, so Zhao Qingpei rolled up his sleeves and started making noodles on the stove.

Just two simple things, eggs and flour are all you need.

Some of the cooks looked at Zhao Qingpei who was working alone on the stove and felt that the sun was coming out from the west.

The young master actually came to the dining room to cook? ?

Anyway, when making noodles, Zhao Qingpei simply woke up some more dough.

Then countless thin noodles were pulled out by Zhao Qingpei.

The cooks looked at Zhao Qingpei as I kept pulling out the filaments, and the movements of everyone's hands began to stop.

Keep pulling, and the noodles as thin as hair are pulled out right in front of your eyes.

"That's pretty much it."

Zhao Qingpei threw the noodles into the hot water and started making them.

As the boiling water boils in the stove pot.

It took an hour to make the noodles, but it took a while to cook them.

After finishing, make three large bowls, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onion and a little sesame oil on the noodles.

You're done.

Looking at the three bowls of noodles, Zhao Qingpei called out to a cook.

"Come here and give this to my father as a bowl."

The cook trotted over with a tray in front of Zhao Qingpei and took the bowl of noodles.

The special fragrance that hit his face made the cook subconsciously move his nose.

After saying that, Zhao Qingpei walked towards the room with two bowls of noodles.

After Zhao Qingpei left, the cook looked at the bowl of noodle soup with a special aroma on the stove.

The cook wiped his hands, picked it up and sent it towards the master's house.

The remaining cooks all dropped what they were doing and crowded in front of Zhao Qingpei's stove.

There is still a small amount of noodles in the pot that have not been lifted.

The cook didn't care about the hot noodle soup. He dipped the chopped green onions in a little sesame oil and stirred it according to Zhao Qingpei's method. He directly picked up a ball of noodles with chopsticks and blew it a few times before putting it in his mouth to taste.

The other chefs looked at him.

"how is it going?"

"Say it quickly."

The cook chewed twice, his face became slightly serious and his brows furrowed.

"That's what you said!"

People around were chirping and shouting.

“It’s really amazing, you can make something like this with just dough and eggs!”

When the evaluation was finally given, the other chefs couldn't sit still.

"Don't move! Let me have a taste!"

"Why are you squeezing me!"

"You stepped on my foot!!"

"Cook Liu, why are you just pulling firewood here to join in the fun?"