Chapter 862 - Reuniting (4) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Nan Zhi glanced out of the window again, but she could no longer see Mu Sihan and his entourage anymore.

Four years had pa.s.sed by like a dream.

He was still him, everything seemingly unchanged, though at the same time, it seemed like everything had changed all over again.

Strangers once more.

Looking down again, Nan Zhi couldn’t stop the empty, yet slight aching in heart.

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Tergu was a city built in the desert, the business and development of the city center was not incomparable to that of a developed country.

The Helian family had built a castle here, and Feng Yao brought Nan Zhi to the castle’s large kitchen. There were already several cooks and kitchen staff inside.

Seeing that Feng Yao had brought a woman over, they were all filled with scorn.

“Young Master Feng, what can a woman cook? Did you do so much to end up hiring such a small character who does not even dare to reveal her face?” One of the sous-chef said boldly. The sous-chef was rather famous in the culinary world. Apart from the top chefs in the world, he despised everyone else and often looked down on them.

The moment the sous-chef spoke, several other chefs nodded as well. They were all well-known chefs as well. How could they become the a.s.sistants of an unknown woman?

Before Feng Yao could say anything, a cold, mocking laughter trailed over. Accompanying it, high heels clacked on the floor as Helian Zhu walked in with an old man behind her.

The sous-chef that despised Nan Zhi immediately changed his att.i.tude when he saw the old man. “It’s Mr Henry! You’re my idol and the G.o.d in the culinary world!”

Henry nodded at that sous-chef in acknowledgement.

Helian Zhu brought Henry in front of Feng Yao, before glancing briefly at Nan Zhi behind him. Nan Zhi was still wearing her face veil, so no one could see her properly. Helian Zhu looked away and said to Feng Yao, “I managed to invite the Culinary G.o.d. Henry will be the head chef for the banquets in the next two days.”

Feng Yao glanced at Helian Zhu, smirking coldly. “Father arranged for me to be in charge of the banquets. Surely you aren’t taking this away from me as well?”

Helian Zhu’s expression darkened. “I’m not taking it away from you, it’s just that you’re not capable at all. Look at the chef you got, do the others respect her? You said yourself that this banquet is for the leaders of several countries. If they’re unhappy with the food or if anything happens, wouldn’t I need to help you clean up the mess again?”

Nan Zhi stared at Helian Zhu, who was fierce and didn’t give her older brother, Feng Yao, any respect at all. She didn’t plan to interfere in their family matters, but wasn’t Helian Zhu being too condescending?

“Miss Helian, Young Master Feng got me to be the chef because he felt that my skills are able to meet the demands of the leaders. Aren’t you being too judgmental by putting us down before giving us any chance to demonstrate our ability?”

Nan Zhi had studied broadcasting. No matter if it was Chinese or English, her words were enunciated properly and comfortably, an aura that was impossible to ignore exuding from her in a few words.

Before Helian Zhu could reply, the chefs all burst into raucous laughter. They were laughing at Nan Zhi’s words. Wasn’t this woman too confident in herself!

She even dared to praise herself in front of the Culinary G.o.d, Henry!

Helian Zhu clearly did not believe Nan Zhi. She did not want to waste time speaking with her either, merely saying, “Feng Yao, I don’t care if you play around usually, but you shouldn’t take such an important occasion so casually! The main chef will be Henry, while all other uninvolved people can stay away from the kitchen!”

Feng Yao scoffed. “I say, Zhuzhu, my friend is right. You’re being too judgmental. I know very clearly about the skills of my friend. Besides, I’m in charge of the banquet this time. Zhuzhu, if you want to take credit, you have to get permission from our Father Boss first!”

Seeing that Feng Yao was not listening to her, Helian Zhu’s expression darkened. “Alright, I’ll go and get Daddy now.”

“There’s no need.” Henry, who had yet to speak, suddenly said, “If Young Master Feng thinks that this lady’s skills are better than mine, how about we have a live match? If I lose, I’ll be her sous-chef willingly!”

A culinary G.o.d to become a sous-chef? It was completely out of the question!

Feng Yao glanced at Nan Zhi, who nodded. “I accept!”

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