Oh my god, I became the vicious stepmother of four villains

Mr. Li was very happy when he heard that Lu Ziren had returned to the capital with his wife and the young masters and young ladies.

Although he had always been upset about Uncle Lin hiring a famous chef from the capital, no matter who it was, he didn't want someone to come and steal his job.

Mr. Li originally thought that the first meal of the day would not be cooked by him, but by the new old man. However, he did not expect that Mr. Lin was so kind as to let him cook it.

When Mr. Li heard that Lu Ziren wanted to eat noodles, he knew that his chance to show off had come.

Lu Ziren has never been very demanding about food, but Mr. Li is an expert at making noodles.

In any case, Mr. Li must seize this opportunity and use his specialty noodles to capture the stomachs of the ladies and young masters and young ladies, so that his professional crisis can be reduced.

Mr. Li's brows were beaming with joy, and he looked at the new chef with a bit of provocation in his eyes.

"Lao Lin, don't worry. I'm the best at making noodles. Have you forgotten that the general loves the noodles I make? Leave this to me and don't worry."

Uncle Li patted his chest and assured Uncle Lin with great confidence.

Uncle Lin originally wanted to hire a new chef, but then he thought that although some of Uncle Li’s dishes were not very tasty, the noodles were still good. Moreover, Lu Ziren had not eaten noodles made by Uncle Li since he returned to the capital, and now was an opportunity for Uncle Li to show himself.

He has known Mr. Li for such a long time, so he naturally knows what Mr. Li is thinking.

This would be a piece of cake for him, and he could also help Mr. Li. Otherwise, he would be letting down the friendship they have established over the years.

"Then you must perform well today and try to get the general and his wife to praise you."

Uncle Lin said to Uncle Li.

"Of course. How could I waste such a good opportunity? Lao Lin, just rest assured."

When Mr. Li said this, he was very confident.

Mr. Li's family lives in the north, and making noodles is as easy as doing it on purpose for him.

He has been making noodles for forty years and he is absolutely confident that he can conquer the new owner with his noodles.

"It's getting late now, you should hurry up. The general and his wife must be hungry." Uncle Lin didn't say much to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li began to knead the dough. Although time was urgent, Uncle Li did not miss any step in kneading the dough, which also ensured the taste and chewiness of the noodles.

When Uncle Li saw that the new chef wanted to help, he did not think of him as an enemy and excluded him. Instead, he asked him to help chop the meat into meat sauce so that Lu Ziren and the others could eat the noodles as soon as possible.

The new chef's surname was Chen, and he was about the same age as Uncle Li. He naturally knew that Uncle Li had been the chef in the general's mansion for many years, and he had never thought of replacing Uncle Lin, so he was always very conscientious when doing things.

He did whatever Mr. Li asked him to do, without any pretense.

Uncle Li and Uncle Lin have a very good relationship in the entire general's mansion. If it were just relying on his cooking skills, it would not be difficult for Uncle Chen to embarrass Uncle Li with his cooking skills and a bit of currying favor.

But he knew that if he did it, he would be unable to move an inch in the general's mansion, and in the end he would most likely leave in disgrace like a stray dog.

Lu Ziren has always been prestigious in the army, and before coming to the mansion, he also inquired about the situation in the general's mansion, so naturally he did not dare to take anyone in the Qiao mansion.

"You just need to chop the meat sauce, you don't have to do anything else." Uncle Li was worried that Uncle Chen would make decisions on his own, so he said immediately.

Mr. Chen didn't say much and just nodded.

"Well, I know that we both have different ways of making noodles with soybean paste. Today you are the one who cooks, and I just need to help you prepare the ingredients."

Seeing that Uncle Chen was so accommodating, Uncle Li's hostility towards Uncle Chen dissipated a little. If Uncle Chen continued to be so tactful, he would not mind leaving a place for Uncle Chen in the kitchen.

To be honest, he also wanted to see the level of the chef that Old Man Lin hired.

At that time, Old Man Lin told him that the general was dissatisfied with the lack of originality in the dishes cooked in the mansion and wanted to change the taste, so he found another chef to come in.

"It's good for you to know. I heard that your cooking is pretty good. I'll try it when I have a chance."

Mr. Li took the initiative to talk to Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen is from the south. He is not very good at making noodles, but he is pretty good at making southern snacks.

Uncle Chen was not a blockhead. When he saw Uncle Li handing him a ladder, he started chatting with Uncle Li.

While talking, Uncle Li kneaded the dough and started to make noodles.

Uncle Li pulled the noodles in his hands, and soon they became noodles of uniform thickness.

Uncle Li cooked the noodles with the broth in the pot, added his secret seasoning, blanched the cabbage in water, scooped the noodles into a bowl, and then put the fragrant meat sauce he had fried on top and had someone bring it to the table for Lu Ziren, Xia Yingying and the others to eat.

Xia Yingying, Lu Haoran, Lu Yurou, Lu Yuwei, Lu Haojie and Jingjing were so hungry that they were starving.

The main reason was that we came back too late today. Xia Yingying was afraid of fainting, so she didn't eat much during the meal. Even though Lu Ziren bought her snacks in the afternoon, she was afraid that she might vomit while riding the horse, so she didn't eat much.

Xia Yingying was so hungry that she was waiting to eat noodles. During this break, she grabbed a few pieces of pastries from the pastry plate on the table to fill her stomach.

The pastry is very beautifully made, in the shape of a magnolia flower, very similar to the exquisite pastries in Suzhou, and tastes good too.

There are also plum blossom cakes made in the shape of plum blossoms, which are fragrant, sweet and delicious.

Xia Yingying ate several pieces in a row before stopping. In order to avoid not being able to eat noodles later, she finally stopped.

But a few children were eating happily nearby, and soon the cakes on their plates were gone.

However, Lu Ziren saw Xia Yingying eating the cakes so happily and said, "Yingying, is this cake delicious? I was worried that you wouldn't like it. I'm glad you like it."

After hearing what Lu Ziren said, Xia Yingying's heart couldn't help but beat fast.

What does Lu Ziren mean by this? Does it matter whether she likes it or not?

Did he specially ask a chef to make this pastry?

Xia Yingying was shocked by the news conveyed by Lu Ziren.

"Thank...thank you." Xia Yingying thanked Lu Ziren.

"There's no need to thank each other. I'm really sorry for making you suffer and now you're hungry. If I had known earlier, I would have taken you to a restaurant for dinner, so you wouldn't have to wait so long." Lu Ziren felt very guilty for letting Xia Yingying wait on an empty stomach.

"Nothing. Even if we go to a restaurant, we still have to sit there and wait. Besides, we have a chef at home now, and the food is pretty good. Why should we go to a restaurant and waste money? Even though we have no worries about food and clothing now, we can't be extravagant."

In Xia Yingying's opinion, money is earned bit by bit through hard work, and every drop is hard-earned money. Even if you have money, you cannot waste it.

"Well, okay, I'll listen to you. All our family property will be handed over to you. From now on, I will be a person without money or property. You can't abandon me."

After hearing what Xia Yingying said, Lu Ziren nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Lu Ziren didn't care at all that the children and Song Ruyi were still by his side, and immediately said some disgusting words to Xia Yingying.

"Okay." Xia Yingying didn't realize that there were several light bulbs sitting next to them at this moment, and nodded shyly. "Please vote"