This man is the boss of the Qinglong Club and the CEO of the Yin Group. No matter which status he holds, he is enough to amaze people. How many people want to imitate his skills and his mind?

If you really have the opportunity to learn from him, who wouldn't want to learn from his strategizing at the negotiation table, and who wouldn't want to learn from his vigorous and resolute actions in business?

But there was an ignorant little guy in front of him, who actually took a fancy to cooking skills that 99% of men in this society disdain!

"Uncle Yin has a lot for me to learn, but what I want to learn most right now is cooking." Ye Zechuan looked at the man with sincerity on his delicate face, "I beg you, uncle, to accept me as your apprentice."

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Yin Mochen looked at him for a moment and raised his eyebrows unhurriedly: "Is it to be bad?"

Ye Zechuan thought that he had concealed his thoughts about bad things very well, but he didn't expect that this man could guess his thoughts so easily, and his childish little face suddenly turned red.

His eyes flickered for a moment, then quickly moved away, and even the two hands hanging by his sides suddenly became at a loss.

Yin Mochen saw his flustered expression in his eyes, but said nothing more, just waiting for his answer quietly.

After a long while, Ye Zechuan nodded almost invisible, his handsome little face still flushed: "Yes, but not entirely."

Everyone knows that Bad and Bad likes to eat, and he secretly hopes that he will have the opportunity to cook a dish with his own hands in the future, so that Bad and Bad will like it after eating it.

As for whether he wants her to like serving food or the person who cooks it, it is unclear.

Of course, many years later, facts have proven that Ye Zechuan's decision at this time was wise. As a veteran and invincible foodie, how could Hao Hao resist Ye Zechuan's cooking skills that are inherited from her family?

When the wall clock in the living room pointed to seven o'clock, the bad guy brother and sister and Ye Zhixia came down from the second floor one after another.

"Wow, it smells so good!" The rich and pure aroma of porridge spread all the way to the living room. He sniffed his little nose and couldn't wait to run to the kitchen with his short legs. "Ba Ba, what are you eating this morning?"

Before she stepped through the kitchen door, she couldn't help but ask loudly.

Yin Mochen cut off the power of the purple clay pot, glanced at his daughter running towards him, and replied warmly: "Potato and beef porridge."

"I like to eat the porridge cooked by Ba Ba the most!" Nai Nai hugged the man's legs coquettishly, raised his little face and said, "Ba Ba, let me help you take the porridge out."

"Be careful because it's hot." Yin Mochen knew that she was very strong, so he handed her the heavy purple clay pot from the marble table.

He is the one who spoils her so much, but most of the time at home, he will let his daughter do things within her ability.

"Yeah." Hao Hao didn't feel any effort in holding the circled purple clay pot that was bigger than her waist. She was about to turn around and go out when she suddenly heard the sound of a chopping board knocking behind her.

She turned her little face in confusion and found Ye Zechuan standing on a small square stool with his back to her, concentrating on cutting something with a kitchen knife.

After thinking about it for a while, Hao Hao walked over with the casserole in his arms and asked crisply: "Brother Zechuan, what are you cutting?"

Ye Zechuan had just been thinking about how to cut the potatoes into standard small potato pieces of one centimeter long, one centimeter wide and one centimeter high as Yin Mochen said. At this time, he suddenly heard her voice and the knife in his hand shook, almost cutting his own finger.
Chapter completed!