When he opened the door of the study, he smelled the rich fragrance of mutton coming from inside.
Ye Longteng only took a sniff and felt hungry.
Ye Longteng was not surprised that there was actually the smell of mutton in an antique study.
This was because this study was very unusual.
At a glance, there were not many books on the bookshelves on both sides of the study. Instead, there were bottles and jars of all kinds of spices and seasonings.
Large ingredients, pepper, dried mushrooms, wolfberries, garlic, dried kelp from the seaside, seaweed, and all kinds of ingredients for cooking were available.
In the corner of the study, there were some pottery pots. These pots were not planted with flowers and plants, but with some chives, leeks, and other small dishes.
It was more appropriate to call this a kitchen than a study.
Ye Longteng smiled knowingly when he saw the brass hot pot on the sandalwood desk.
"Father …"
Ye Long Teng very obediently lowered his head to the man inside the desk.
"Second brother, I haven't seen you in years. Come and sit."
The man who was standing behind the desk, holding a sharp kitchen knife and cutting thin slices of lamb, casually called out to them.
His mind was completely focused on cutting the mutton. He was wearing an apron and had a very focused expression.
"This mutton, I slaughtered it when I went down the mountain today. It's very fresh, and it's just right to eat it. The rest was brought back down the mountain by Ah Qun.
I still have some left. When I boil it in water later, I'll make some hand claws. Later, I'll dip it in garlic and salt and pepper.
"You've been away from home for a long time. There's no such taste of mutton in the capital." Just by talking about making mutton, the man felt that his mouth was already filled with the fragrance of meat. He enjoyed it very much.
He was cutting a piece of fresh mutton. Usually, he had to cut it into thin slices. It was only convenient after it was refrigerated, and most of them were cut by machines.
However, when the man raised his hand and the knife fell, it was as if he was casting some kind of spell. There was no obstruction as it entered the meat. Every piece of mutton that was cut was like a translucent red veil, as exquisite as a work of art.
Looking at his father cutting the lamb, Ye Long Teng's eyes were filled with nostalgia. He remembered that when they were young, when their mother was still alive, his father would often display his knife skills in front of them. As he cut, he would show off to his mother.
Perhaps the people of the world would never have imagined that the weapon that the Epic Ranker, who had lived for several hundred years and was a Martial God of his generation, used the most was not some rare divine weapon, nor was it some special weapon. Instead, it was … a small kitchen knife.
"Father's knife skills are still as superb as ever. I'm afraid I'll never be able to reach father's level in my entire life." Ye Long Teng sighed as he shook his head.
"Silly boy, you and your brother don't like to be chefs, so why are you talking about knife skills?" The man chuckled, "Besides, this kitchen knife is not for practice, it's for use."
With that, the man handed a plate of sliced mutton to Ye Longteng.
"Here, try it."
"Thank you, Father."
Ye Longteng picked up his long chopsticks, picked up some mutton and put it into the hot pot.
"Father, I came back this time to discuss some urgent matters, and I wanted to ask for your opinion."
"What is it?" the man asked casually. At the same time, he walked to a nearby bookshelf and picked up a string of garlic.
Ye Long Teng took out a piece of information that he had hidden on his body from his coat pocket and spread it on the desk.
It was very simple. It was just two pieces of paper, one was an identity document, and the other was an examination report.
"Father, take a look, what do you think? How should we deal with this child?" Ye Long Teng asked cautiously.
The man broke off a garlic and began to peel it. After looking at the two pieces of paper, he said, "Have you asked your big brother about this?"
"I feel that this matter involves the foundation of our Ye Clan. The future prosperity and decline will still need to be decided by you, father …" Ye Long Teng said seriously.
"This is bad!"
The man suddenly shouted.
Ye Long Teng jumped in fright and hurriedly stood up and said, "What's wrong, father!?"
"You unfilial son! Why didn't you fish up the mutton!? This is getting old! "
The man quickly put down the garlic and picked up the mutton in the hot pot with his chopsticks. His eyes were filled with heartache.
"Such a good mutton, but it's been cooked by you. Second Bro, what are you doing!?"
Ye Long Teng's expression stiffened as he helplessly sighed. In the end, in his father's eyes, this matter was not as important as the mutton in the pot.
"Father, I was wrong. I'll eat it." Ye Long Teng didn't dare to say anything else and ate the roasted mutton in big mouthfuls.
After he finished eating, he didn't dare to continue. It was better to ask about it first.
"Father, do you think... How should I tell big brother about this?" Ye Long Teng asked.
The man said calmly, "This is your big brother's business, don't ask me. You're not young anymore, and you've been the Dragon King for so many years. Do you still need me to teach you how to speak …
Aiya... This garlic is a bit shriveled, it's not fresh. I'll change it to another braid of garlic and see … "
The man muttered to himself and went back to stirring up the garlic, as if this matter had passed just like that.
Ye Long Teng nodded, "Father, I understand what you mean. I will go find big brother later to explain this matter …"
"Coincidentally, it's almost the day of the Hidden Dragon Selection. There are a lot of things that I need to talk to big brother about."
"Understand …" Understand my ass. You brat, you don't even know how to boil meat, what can you understand … You made me angry when you came back. Get out! "Let Ah Qun bring some garlic in, the garlic here won't do."
At this moment, the old servant, Ye Qun, pushed open the door and came in with a plate of roasted mutton with a smile.
"Master, this lowly one heard it. I'll go get some fresh garlic for you right now." Ye Qun said.
The man smiled and said, "Your old ears are really good and bad at times. "Here, these two braids of garlic have sprouted for a long time. Take them out."
Ye Qun took the garlic and asked, "Did you lose it?"
"Why did you lose it? Since it has sprouted on its own, find a piece of soil and plant it." The man smiled.
"Sigh, alright, this little one will go find a place to bury it." Ye Qun said with a smile.
Ye Long Teng was stunned for a moment. He looked at the garlic on the table, then looked at the two braids of garlic that Ye Qun had taken out.
… ….
On Purgatory Island, a plane slowly landed.
The ones who walked down from the plane were Su Qingxue, Xie Linfuan, and the others.
The girls were all attracted by the scenery here, while Xie Linfuan's eyes were filled with nostalgia.
"Qingxue!" Sister Ning! You're here?
"Not far from the airport runway, Al walked over with a smile, along with Sally and Beryl. Siu
Siu Qingxue smiled at Ai'er and nodded. Soon after, she was attracted by Sally's leaf.
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