Chapter-44: Who told you that any rich girl would cook by herself?
He was once sent to a restaurant as an apprentice, and served his master hard for six years, but was not allowed to watch the master cook, let alone learn. My cooking skills are still mediocre, and it's really not delicious.
One can imagine how generous Miss Wendy lark is. As soon as the pot was opened, the overbearing aroma of the rice and vegetables quickly spread, attacking everyone's sensitive taste buds and making them swallow their saliva.
The bacon and vegetable rice she made was green, and the rice grains were crystal clear and shiny, like a work of art. Add a spoonful of lard and stir it, and it will be so fragrant that you will lose your soul.
Deputy Captain Luke was the first to rush over, shouting and pushing the big bowl forward, "Give me a big bowl, it's going to stand out." Serving the rice was Wilson lark's job. The officials rushed over one after another, looking like starving ghosts reincarnated.
Deputy Captain Luke couldn't help but burst into tears while eating the steaming bacon and vegetable rice. It has the sweetness of bacon, the freshness of green vegetables, the soft and fragrant rice grains, mixed with the aroma of lard, and seems to be glowing softly.
This is a delicacy that soothes the soul. Mr. Jeff gave him a strange look, "What's wrong?" "When I think about not being able to eat such delicious food in the future, I want to cry."
Mr. Jeff: ...Speechless…. (You are sick!)
However, Miss Wendy lark's cooking skills are truly amazing. The simple ingredients create the illusion of a large table of food. The taste is delicious and you will want to eat more after eating it.
Your stomach will be particularly satisfied. Damn it, why do you eat so fast? Do you swallow it without even swallowing it? Luke, how many bowls have you had? He couldn't help but speed up his movements, inhaling the wind and clouds madly.
The whole pot of rice and vegetables was almost empty. There was still a little left. Deputy Captain Luke was anxious, "Don't move, this is mine!" He only ate three bowls!
An official was still not satisfied. "Whoever has the quickest hand gets the food. There are no fathers, sons or brothers at the dinner table."
Mr. Jeff: ...speechless…
These people are not very enthusiastic about other things, but they are very enthusiastic about eating. He stood up suddenly and said, "Stop arguing and look after your appearance. Everything belongs to me."
The officer was stunned, "Sir, you..." The worst person is actually the boss! The noise had already alarmed the prisoners, and they were staring at the scene of them fighting. The second young master of the lark family's main branch has the most volatile personality.
"You have to fight for this kind of food. You must have never seen the world. Back then, my family only used the tenderest part of the lamb for a crispy and fragrant roasted meat. It took a hundred sheep to make a plate..."
A family member on one side complained coldly, "So, the whole family was exiled."
Second Young Master Lark: ...Speechless…
Young Master Lark hadn't eaten meat for a long time and his mouth was watering. "I would like to try it. It smells so good. I didn't expect the Wendy lark to have such a skill. Why doesn't she serve some for us to try?"
Even a small bowl will do. Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions, wondering what good things they were thinking about. Wendy Lark would start a fight if she disagreed with something, and would never argue unless she could take action.
After confirming with their eyes, they knew that he was not someone they could provoke, let alone someone they could exploit. The second young master lark looked at the place not far away with eager eyes,
"So, the shackles were removed because Second Uncle Wilson was chosen to do odd jobs. Why didn't they choose someone who is young and strong? Second Uncle Wilson is not young anymore, and his brain is not very useful. He is not as smart as us."
He also wanted to free his hands! With the shackles on his body, it was inconvenient to do anything, and he needed help even to go to the toilet. Zed Lark was a little impatient. Didn't he want to? Being a handyman was also a good job.
He was considered half of his own and could be protected. "They should be obedient and honest, and not try to be clever." The second young master lark was aggrieved,
"I am also obedient and honest." Lark Rita, the daughter of the third branch of the Lark family, sneered, "Are you stupid? She is clearly benefiting from Wendy Lark's help, but is her cooking skill really that good?"
Young Master Lark was stunned for a moment and then his eyes lit up, "Sister Jessica, you can also help with the cooking. You are a famous talented woman, proficient in music and chess, calligraphy and painting, and you are also a top-notch housekeeper.
I still remember the dish you made at the old lady's birthday banquet last year, which won the guest's praise. You can bring it to shock those country bumpkins." Jessica Lark, who was in a daze, was called.
When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. They wanted to take advantage of the situation. "Once you take action, how can Wendy Lark take the lead? Come on, we support you."
Rita lark had had enough of these idiots. "Are you stupid? Who told you that any rich girl would cook by herself? Just move your mouth and stare at the dish for a few minutes, and you'll be considered to have made it yourself."
The Lark brothers were stunned, right? "You actually faked it! What about your skill in needlework? Is that skill fake too?"
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