Chapter 168
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The Yi family was a family of medicinal chefs that had been passed down through the generations. It could be said that no one in the industry could compete with them in the field of medicinal cuisine. If the person judging the dish was a professional who knew pharmacology, he might not think much of it, but the problem was that the person was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old student.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened.
Even though Young Master Min was the one who brought the young lady here, did she sound a little too picky?
The middle-aged man opened his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, Old Mr. Yi, who had been standing at the door, suddenly rushed in with an indescribable look of surprise on his face.
"Tell me, why did you add the barley seed?" asked Old Mr. Yi as he looked straight at Huo Yao. His voice sounded a little agitated.
Huo Yao looked at the old man who had suddenly walked in. He was wearing an apron and a white sleeve. It was not difficult to guess that he was Old Mr. Yi, whom Min Yu had mentioned.
Huo Yao blinked before she turned to look at the medicinal cuisine on the table and said softly, "The barley seed is slightly cold. It can balance the warmth of the other herbs and the golden tortoise."
"Although the barley seed is very ordinary compared to the snow lotus, the combination of medicinal ingredients is very important. As long as it's paired with the right combination, even the most ordinary herbs will be effective."
The moment Huo Yao finished her sentence, Old Mr. Yi seemed to be agitated by something and stumbled. If he had not supported himself with both hands on the table, he would have lost his composure in front of everyone.
The middle-aged man noticed Old Mr. Yi's reaction and hurriedly went over to support him. Then he raised his head to look at Huo Yao. He did not care about Min Yu's presence and said in a heavy voice, "You're just a young lady. What do you know about the combination of herbs?"
The middle-aged man inhaled deeply. He could not contain his anger at all. "Do you know how many years Old Mr. Yi has been researching medicinal cuisine? The Yi family has a long history of medicinal cuisine. No one has ever criticized Old Mr. Yi's medicinal cuisine combination in such a way! "
Huo Yao glanced at him calmly. "If an old Chinese physician in his 70s or 80s were standing in front of you, would you agree with what I just said?"
The middle-aged man stiffened. After two seconds, he said in a muffled voice, "You're twisting words and forcing logic."
Zhuo Yun was afraid the argument would escalate, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss Huo was just saying. She didn't mean anything by it. Please don't mind her."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Don't spout nonsense if you don't understand."
Min Yu furrowed his brow and looked at the middle-aged man coldly. "Don't you think a young man has no right to speak?"
The middle-aged man did not expect Min Yu to suddenly speak up for Huo Yao. His face instantly turned pale. After some time, he remembered Min Yu's identity and turned his head away. He said softly, "Sorry, I was too direct." Min Yu's expression changed drastically.
Although he was apologizing, he didn't feel that he had said anything wrong.
Min Yu looked at Huo Yao and saw that she looked indifferent. He could not tell if she was angry or not, but the atmosphere was completely ruined.
"I'm sorry," said Min Yu softly.
Huo Yao raised her head and shrugged nonchalantly when she heard Min Yu's apology. "It's fine. It's just a personal opinion. Not everyone listens to it."
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