The Chef God Competition is a rare cooking event. Not everyone can participate in the competition. For example, Baiyulou has not been qualified to participate. However, there are also those who are invited to do so. Mrs. Du is one of the invited chefs.

She doesn't need to participate in the competition in her personal name, on behalf of any restaurant.

"Are Miss Du going?" In the Yan family's courtyard, Yan Ruyu was chatting with Miss Du, and she poured a cup of brewed Pu'er tea for Miss Du.

Mrs. Du gently put the post and the game card in her hand on the table: "All mentors have gone, so I will go, of course."

The mentor Du said was naturally Chef Bao Shenshu, who was hired back by Tianxianglou at a high price. From her tone, she respected her mentor quite much.

Yan Ruyu couldn't ask whether Miss Du could surpass her and surpass her.

"Miss has something to say?" Miss Du noticed Yan Ruyu's desire to say something but stopped.

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "I heard that the chef is good at medicinal food. I wonder if it is better than the elixir as rumored?"

Mrs. Du shook her head: "Where is the elixir in the world? However, the teacher's medicinal food has the effect of prolonging life and prolonging life. I am his most proud disciple, but unfortunately I haven't taken it a few times."

"Why?" Yan Ruyu was puzzled.

Madam Du sighed softly: "The medicinal recipe he worked hard to develop by his mentor is missing."

Back then, the prescription was in the hands of Mrs. Bao. After Mrs. Bao gave birth, the prescription and her newborn son disappeared. Since then, Chef Bao has not made medicinal food easily.

It’s not that I don’t know, but that I don’t want to be sad about the scene.

"What is this for?" Miss Du looked at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu thought for a while and said truthfully: "I want to ask Chef Bao Shenfu to make a medicinal meal."

"Do you give it to Young Master Yan?" asked Madam Du.

Yan Ruyu blushed slightly: "Yes."

"He..." Mrs. Du wanted to say that he didn't look sick, and he couldn't cure medicinal food if he had a brain. But then he thought that her master was famous, and many people squeezed their heads to ask for a bowl of medicinal food. Using it would definitely win the favor of Young Master Yan and the Queen Mother.

Mrs. Du nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and talk to him."

Yan Ruyu showed a hint of joy and said, "Miss Du is Chef Bao's most proud disciple. If you speak, he will definitely agree."

Madam Du also felt that the problem was not big. Although the master was strange in nature, he always loved her. He also said that if his son had not been lost, he would have asked his son to marry her and pass on all his life skills to her. Just a bowl of medicinal food, I think the master would not be stingy with her.

Madam Du took a sip of tea, thought of something, and murmured on her own: "I wonder if I will meet the girl from last time in this competition?"

Last time? Yan Ruyu paused: "Did Miss Du say that Yu, who made stinky tofu at the Wei family banquet?"

"It's her." It's not that Miss Du deliberately remembers her, but that the stinky tofu she made is so unforgettable.

Yan Ruyu had never eaten the stinky tofu made by Yu Wan, but Yan Ruyu had no good impression of Yu Wan. Not only did she always destroy her good things, she also looked like she was not in the air. She was just a country girl, and her airs were bigger than her daughter in the general's mansion.

Yan Ruyu suppressed the disgust in her heart and said lightly: "Where is she qualified? This is not a big competition that even a cat or a dog can go to. Madam Du is the most proud disciple of Chef Bao Shenshu. She is not worthy of supporting Madam Du. Madam Du doesn't have to care about her, and she has no gains and losses.

Even a person like Chef Yang cannot be compared with Madam Du, let alone a small country village girl? But somehow, Madam Du felt like she was facing that person in a dark way.

Seeing that Miss Du was silent, Yan Ruyu was about to say a few more words when Mother Lin pressed the curtain and came in.

"What happened?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Mama Lin said happily: "Miss, Mama Fang is here!"

...

Yan Jiuchao stayed in someone's house for too long, and it was almost the fifth day when he returned to the Young Master's Mansion.

The Young Master's Mansion was brightly lit, and a carriage that was more luxurious than the Queen's carriage was parked outside the gate of the Young Master's Mansion.

A beautiful Changsu walked over and knelt on the ground.

Yan Jiuchao walked down on his back, glanced at the luxurious carriage lightly, and entered the mansion with a expressionless face.

He went to his courtyard, and when nothing unexpected happened, he saw Shangguan Yan wandering in the corridor.

Shangguan Yan had been wandering here for the middle of the night, and no guards sent out came back. Just as he was worried that something had happened, Yan Jiuchao's figure slowly walked over.

Shangguan Yan's expression suddenly relaxed, and she walked down the steps a few steps and said, "Where have you been?"

Yan Jiuchao did not answer her words, but said carelessly: "What? I am afraid that I will seek death?"

Shangguan Yan choked.

Yan Jiuchao took a big step up the steps, passed by Shangguan Yan, but did not enter his house, but walked towards the wing room beside him.

Shangguan Yan looked at his back and said, "Stop looking, I'll send my child away."

Yan Jiuchao paused his hand to push the door of the house.

Shangguan Yan tightened the handkerchief in her hand and said with a complicated look: "Stay in a few days, you will be better, I'll take the child back."

Yan Jiuchao frowned and turned around, looked at her dissatisfiedly, and wanted to say something, his eyes fell on her neck covered by gauze.

Even in the hot summer, all kinds of tulle were wrapped around her neck, with exquisite styles and bright colors, which once caused women in the capital to follow suit.

She was a little anxious tonight, the gauze fell off a little, revealing a hideous scar.

This was made by Yan Jiuchao during an attack. Even his biological mother almost strangled him to death. His son...

Yan Jiuchao's hand that was pushing the door was clenched into a fist and slowly fell down. Then he turned around and returned to his house without saying a word.

Shangguan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"General Manager Wan." Shangguan Yan ordered, "Go and clean up. I have settled in the Young Master's Mansion these days."

Uncle Wan wanted to say that the young master doesn't need you to watch it anymore. He was very good this time, he didn't have an attack, he didn't hurt anyone, and he didn't hurt himself.

But when he reached his lips, he saw Shangguan Yanren's tears in his eyes, and silently swallowed the conversation.
Chapter completed!