After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

If Zhuzi were here, he would probably pat his belly to celebrate, after all, such good-looking durian meat is really rare.

Soon, Michelin filled the disposable lunch boxes and brought them over.

However, this time his butler's attire was slightly changed, and he started wearing a mask on his square face.

Seeing this, Bai Qingyun held his forehead helplessly, wondering secretly: Where did he find this funny mask? Would the neat and white teeth on the mask really not affect the visual experience?

The lunch box had a lid to temporarily isolate the smell. Michelin diligently brought it to Huo Huo. Then he saw small wheels appear under his feet and he retreated to a safe area as quickly as if he was riding a Hot Wheels - behind Bai Qingyun.

Huo Huo frowned at him in confusion, but was soon attracted by the plump yellow flesh in front of her. She picked up another box next to her, held it in her hand and asked, "Master, are you really not going to eat it? My brother said it's delicious."

"No, no." Bai Qingyun quickly waved his hands left and right, leaned back slightly, and rejected Huo Huo's kindness with a look of resistance all over his body.

Huo Huo could only take it back with a little regret: "Okay, then, I want to try it today too..." the food that his brother likes to eat.

As she spoke, she unfastened the clasp on the box with her delicate hands, but before she could finish her words, a burst of vomiting sounds was heard throughout the restaurant.

"Ugh~" Huo Huo covered his nose, held his breath and closed the box again. A pearl tear fell from the corner of his eye: "Ugh... Master..."

The little girl cried, wishing her sense of taste had failed. She cursed Zhuzi a thousand times in her heart: "Master, why does my brother like to eat shit?"

"You must have had a hard time in the past, right?"

Huo Huo's delicate face was wrinkled into a ball, her face looked pale, and regret spread throughout her mind.

If she could, she really wanted to slap herself to death for wanting to eat durian a quarter of an hour ago...

Huo Huo curled up in a ball in depression, holding a bamboo panda doll in his hand. The fluffy cotton inside had been squeezed tightly, and the cotton used to support the left ear was gone. It was so soft that it drooped down and its original appearance could no longer be seen.

Bai Qingyun and Michelin sat on the other side, not daring to make a sound to disturb them, and could only discuss quietly.

"By the way, what did you want to say just now but hesitated?" Bai Qingyun asked softly, crossing his arms across his chest in a protective gesture.

Michelin looked at Huo Huo timidly, then stood up and moved his body a little further away, then he said tremblingly: "It is such a master. Today I saw so many fruit seedlings, and I was inspired."

"Master also knows that the dishes I cook require readily available ingredients. They cannot be made out of thin air."

Bai Qingyun nodded to show that he understood, and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Although we have a wide variety of products in our warehouse now, many ingredients are still scarce. For example, when making desserts, it is not just sugar and eggs. Sometimes adding some milk will make the taste better."

"Moreover, milk has a wide range of uses. It can be used to make desserts, as well as milk tea and other beverages that the owner loves to drink. It can also be refined into butter and dairy products to make more delicious food..."

Michelin took off his mask, put away the boxes of durian flesh and put them in his pockets. Soon the odor in the room disappeared, and he was able to use his electronic screen again with an expectant expression.

Bai Qingyun smiled and nodded, looking at the child on the screen who was looking at him with tears in his eyes. There was a message written in the upper right corner of the electronic screen: "Just agree to the child! Otherwise I will cry for you to see!"

I was speechless and amused by the various tricks Michelin had come up with: "Then I will write to Ye Qianchen now and ask him to find me a few more cows."

Michelin's hesitation just now came to mind: "Next time, if you need any ingredients, just tell me directly. I will send someone to find them directly. Don't worry too much."

"Great, thank you master!" Michelin raised his fists happily, his joy about to overflow. He didn't know when, his mechanical but not cold and hard arms hugged Bai Qingyun straight, and his mouth bombarded him with sweet words.

It was not until Huo Huo's resentful eyes shot over that he reluctantly let go: "Master, Senior Huo Huo, I remembered that Lu Ban asked me for help, I'll go over first!"

When he walked out, he glanced at Bai Qingyun happily again, and only ran away quickly when his eyes met Huo Huo's fiery eyes.

Looking from outside the restaurant's door, you can still see the guy's lively figure jumping up and down, dancing irregularly in the sunlight, and the scorching sunlight seems to be briefly given the breath of life.

"Master! Why didn't you remind me!" Huo Huo sat down and put his head on Bai Qingyun's shoulder. After finding support, he started to act coquettishly again.

"I just want you to try it! Some people like it and some don't, that's normal!" Bai Qingyun explained calmly, but the restless head on her shoulder made her feel something in her heart: What a delicate fox she had raised!

"By the way, there is more serious business!" She patted her hands, motioning Huo Huo to stand up and talk about serious matters.

Seeing that the little girl didn't really blame him, but just wanted to complain and vent, after hearing what Bai Qingyun said, she quickly became serious, sitting upright and listening attentively.

Bai Qingyun took out the pile of dead grass again and asked tentatively: "You said that this pile of spiritual herbs no longer has spiritual energy, but it still has medicinal properties. How do these medicinal properties affect mortals?"

Huo Huo was puzzled. He had heard the master asking about the pile of dead grass that should have been thrown away. Now he was asking so persistently and carefully. Obviously he had other plans. "Although there is no spiritual energy, these spiritual herbs and medicines are grown under the nourishment of spiritual energy. They are naturally nutritious for mortals."

"But Master, you feed your family with spiritual spring water, and even the food they eat is spiritual grains and spiritual rice grown with spiritual spring water. The effect of this withered spiritual grass is far less than that of a cup of spiritual spring water. There is really no need to go to so much trouble!"

Bai Qingyun shook his head after hearing this: "I know, I can't give this kind of spiritual medicine to my family, Lingquan Dan is enough!"

"It was only when I went to the Jiang family today that I remembered that the Bai family's Lingquan Pills cannot be easily shown to others. Otherwise, based on the current strength of the Bai family, they will not be able to keep them."

"I want to boil these dried herbs to make a pill with inferior medicinal effects, and use it as a cover for the Lingquan Pill. At least it won't arouse envy, and the secret of the Lingquan won't be exposed when others ask about it!"