Chapter 238: Chapter 238 Bai Chuwei Must Be a Fairy!
Bai Chuwei glanced at the time, her interest waning, “Alright, I’m tired. Whether you all are getting married or divorced, it doesn’t concern me, I’m leaving first.”
The old ancestor didn’t have time to play with them today, he had just come by to deliver Spicy Soup and who knew it would turn into such a mess.
The mood was terrible.
Duan Feihan left that group of people behind and pulled Bai Chuwei aside, “Where are you going? I’ll take you.”
Bai Chuwei looked at the dispirited crowd and chuckled lightly, “Hanhan is quite busy today, no need to accompany me, I’ll go on my own.”
Suddenly, Duan Feihan remembered Bai Chuwei mentioning that today was the death anniversary of someone she was going to commemorate…
Someone who had died many years ago, but whom Bai Chuwei always remembered.
Someone for whom she would specially brew Peach Blossom Elixir and provide Cao Jinhai with recipes just for a ritual meal in their honor.
Duan Feihan’s lips curved slightly.
The living can never measure up to the white moonlight or the cinnabar mole.
The earlier drama hadn’t affected Bai Chuwei’s mood in the slightest, and she entered the inner kitchen of Juxian Pavilion upon the restaurant manager’s invitation, where a super-long wooden table was covered with a variety of dishes, the fragrance wafting in the air.
Appealing to the eye and the palate! Whether it was in terms of color or craftsmanship, everything was done with great care.
Before entering the inner kitchen, Bai Chuwei had already seen the waiting restaurant manager, apprentices, and waitresses all swallowing their saliva greedily.
It was just so aromatic!
That scent seemed to be luring out the gluttony worm in their stomachs.
Just smelling the aroma was a kind of enjoyment.
Upon sniffing that fragrance, they suddenly felt as if they had never eaten before in their lives.
As soon as Bai Chuwei stepped in, she saw Cao Jinhai dressed as a chef, looking excitedly at her, “Miss Bai, the twenty-eight dishes you requested are all prepared. Please, inspect them.”
Although Cao Jinhai had been a chef for many years, even when he was the head chef at state banquets, he had never been this nervous.
Bai Chuwei picked up the chopsticks and took a taste, smiling, “It’s the right flavor. Cao, well done, you’re rivaling your ancestors.”
Cao Jinhai’s face turned beet-red with the praise, rubbing his hands excitedly.
Wait a minute… Rivaling his ancestors?
This made it sound as if Bai Chuwei had met his ancestors before?
It must be his imagination! Definitely his imagination!
“Miss Bai, how are you planning to take these away? Do you need us to pack them for you?” Cao Jinhai asked respectfully.
Bai Chuwei chuckled, “No need, I can take them directly.”
With a wave of her long white sleeves, they fluttered like the gentle waves of the sea, as if fairy’s ethereal robes.
By the time Cao Jinhai looked again, he was kneeling on the ground, his legs giving way.
The entire table was empty! Completely empty!
Damn, this was either a fairy or a Fairy!
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If she were a fairy, she would have devoured him long ago; why would she give him recipes and let his son grow 20cm taller?
Plus, after the founding of the country, animals weren’t allowed to become spirits, so it must have been Little Fairy who came.
Cao Jinhai’s eyes grew more reverent, “Fairy… do you need any wine? Juxian Pavilion has Daughter’s Red buried for over twenty years.”
Bai Chuwei shook her head in refusal; she had picked so many peach blossoms from Duan Feihan’s rows to make Peach Blossom Elixir, and it had to be used today.
Bai Chuwei gazed at Cao Jinhai, who seemed hesitant, and smiled with a curl of her lips, “I’ve already said, you help me make a table of dishes in twenty days, and the recipe is yours.”
“As for that cloth bag? I’ll give it to you as well.”