The Young Matriarch

Chapter 138: Chapter 138 The Flower Hasn’t Bloomed
 

Cao Yushu was dumbfounded: “…”

He belatedly realized… had he just been sold out by his own father?

The idea of growing taller by getting acupuncture sounds too ethereal, but the recipe book was real! It was a tangible treasure right before his eyes.

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly, “I’m not short of money.”

Duan Feihan glanced at her, then suddenly remembered the three billion he had spent.

She indeed wasn’t short of money, but she also didn’t like spending her own money.

“I’ll give you twenty days to learn all the dishes in here and help me prepare a tableful.”

Cao Jinhai stared at the nearly hundred lost famous dishes listed and swallowed hard.

He roughly estimated that the ingredients alone would cost at least nearly a million, but the value of this recipe book was far more than a million!

Having this recipe book, he reckoned he could aim to become the top culinary master in China!

Cao Jinhai immediately nodded and said, “Deal! For these twenty days, even if I have to stay up all night, I must learn them!”

Cao Jinhai patted his thigh and excitedly said to his wife, “Honey, I’ll be going to the restaurant for the next twenty days, put up a vacation sign for me! I need to study hard, really study hard…”

The couple had been high school sweethearts, and Zhao Simeng thought Cao Jinhai had never been this serious even when he was preparing for the college entrance examination…

Bai Chuwei smiled with satisfaction and snapped her fingers in the air, “That’s great, I’m ready to go home now. Oh right, Uncle Cao, could you please make some… fried foods for me, I plan to take them back.”

Having come all the way to a five-star chef’s home and not taking something back would result in her home’s chubby mouse facing her with its rear.

Seeing the disapproving look from Duan Feihan, Bai Chuwei awkwardly added, “It’s not for me.”

Duan Feihan frowned and said, “I know, eat less fried food.”

?

What do you know again? You don’t know!

Bai Chuwei expressionless: “I said, I don’t like fried food.”

However, Cao Jinhai shouted, “Okay, okay, okay, I’m going to the kitchen now. Miss Bai, Fourth Master, please have a seat, sit down!”

Cao Jinhai called out and, seeing the butler trying to help take the book, his bloodshot eyes instantly became vigilant, and he shouted fiercely, “What are you doing? No one can touch this recipe! No one is allowed to steal it!”

The butler felt aggrieved; wasn’t he just seeing Cao Jinhai’s hands full and wanting to help?

To prevent anyone from touching his treasure, Cao Jinhai simply stuffed the recipe book into the pocket of his apron!

Bai Chuwei watched Cao Jinhai’s cautious actions and couldn’t help shaking her head.

Would he faint if she told him she had even more recipes?

Duan Feihan’s slender fingers rested on his suit pants, seemingly casual as he asked, “Why are you asking Mr. Cao to cook for you?”

Bai Chuwei responded with a faint smile, “Oh, it’s nothing. Just that in a little over twenty days, it will be the anniversary of someone’s death for many years, and I thought I’d treat them to a table of good food as a tribute.”

That guy had died too miserably, not having the chance to taste summer’s peach nor his favorite dish before vanishing from this world.

“A man?”

Bai Chuwei nodded nonchalantly and suddenly moved a few steps towards Duan Feihan, grabbing his sleeve with bright eyes, “Do you have a peach orchard in your manor?”

Xingye had mentioned it, his Fourth Uncle’s manor in Nancheng was filled with peach trees!

She looked at him with eager eyes: “Can I go there and pick a basketful of petals to make Peach Blossom Elixir?”

To commemorate a man, she was willing to offer up a rare recipe book lost for many years…

Duan Feihan’s expression was impassive, “The flowers haven’t bloomed yet.”