Chapter 167
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The middle-aged man brought the desserts back to the kitchen and told Old Mr. Yi about Huo Yao's comments. Old Mr. Yi instantly raised his head and looked at him sternly. "Even an amateur can tell that there's something wrong with the desserts. You should reflect on yourself and not embarrass yourself again."
Then he veered his eyes away and continued to work on the ingredients.
The middle-aged man wiped his sweat quietly. "Got it."
He had only meant to say that the young lady was knowledgeable, but he ended up getting lectured instead.
In the private room.
Huo Yao had already taken out a test paper from her bag and was working on it. It was the Math teacher's homework for her in the afternoon.
Min Yu watched from the side and did not disturb her. Instead, he sat quietly and sipped on his tea.
Zhuo Yun stood behind Huo Yao and glanced at her test paper from time to time. He could not understand a single question, but she was able to fill in question after question effortlessly. Her speed...
He remembered that when he was in high school, he had also been able to fill in the answers blindly.
Zhuo Yun touched his chin. Regardless of which school he was in, he always had the same attitude when it came to answering questions.
However, Miss Huo's handwriting was pretty good.
She was able to fill in the answers casually and maintain such neat handwriting. She had a steady mind.
Huo Yao finished the equation for the last question. Just as she put down her pen, the curtain to the private room was pulled open.
The middle-aged man who had served them earlier walked in with a tray. As he walked in, a faint medicinal aroma filled the room.
The moment Huo Yao caught a whiff of the aroma, a look of surprise appeared on her face. The turtle must have been cooked with a mixture of rare and expensive herbs.
The middle-aged man placed the white porcelain soup on the table. Then he placed two white porcelain bowls in front of Huo Yao and Min Yu.
"This is Old Mr. Yi's new medicinal soup. It's called Snow Lotus Golden Turtle Soup. It can strengthen the spleen, stimulate the stomach, and help with energy deficiency."
Min Yu stood up and took the bowl in front of Huo Yao. He scooped a bowl of soup for her and said, "Try it."
Zhuo Yun watched as his boss scooped soup for them. It was a beautiful sight. If anyone else saw this, their jaws would probably drop to the ground.
Huo Yao did not notice Zhuo Yun's expression, nor did she stand on ceremony with Min Yu. She took the spoon and tasted it. Her eyes lit up. "This soup is pretty good. The medicinal aroma isn't too strong, and it's light and mild. The heat is also controlled well. I can tell that the chef is experienced."
Min Yu raised his brow and scooped a bowl for himself. He said, "It's rare to have Old Mr. Yi's medicinal soup. But we are in luck today."
Huo Yao finished the soup in her bowl and savored the aftertaste for a while. Eventually, she could not help saying, "The soup would be perfect if I added barley seeds, which are the most common ingredients."
Min Yu did not know much about Chinese medicine, so he did not understand Huo Yao's words. However, the middle-aged man knew a little about Chinese medicine. He instinctively frowned when he heard Huo Yao's words.
When the young lady commented on the Yulu Cake, he thought that she knew a little about it. After all, the cake wasn't made by Elder Yi.
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