"Is this made for me?" Yin Chuhuan was surprised, but there was a hint of warmth in his heart.
"Yes. Mr. Qiao has a bad stomach. This pig spleen porridge is effective for your illness. It can be eaten for breakfast every day. It is much better than soup and medicine. In fact, as long as you persist in eating for a long time, you don't need to rely on some minor problems Where's the doctor?" Mi Qilin blinked and said clearly.
"Girl Tangtang, what's going on with you?" Yin Chuqiao, who followed out from the kitchen, finally couldn't help asking in doubt, followed by Lian Xin with the same expression. Both of them understood that Mi Qilin's approach was equivalent to giving up the game.
"It's nothing, I just saw that Mr. Qiao has a stomach problem, so I cooked him a dish that suits him. In fact, everything about the competition is just a floating cloud. I have a kind heart. I think Mr. Qiao's illness is more important than the competition." Mi Qilin While holding your thighs, don't forget to put gold on your face.
"But¡¡"
"There's nothing wrong with it. I voluntarily gave up the game, and I'm considered the loser. Mr. Qiao, please settle the bill, and I'll pay the money." Mi Qilin lowered his eyes and sighed, with a little unwillingness and helplessness on his face.
"No need." Yin Chuhuan's voice sounded, he had tasted a few mouthfuls of pork spleen porridge, and was wiping his mouth gracefully with a handkerchief.
"Ah? How can this work? I would like to bet and admit defeat, I will be very embarrassed" Having said that, Mi Qilin gave Mr. Da Qiao thirty-two praises in his heart, and he is easy to talk to when he meets a good person .
"Girl Tangtang, you're welcome. This bowl of pork spleen porridge is delicious. As far as the girl's skill is concerned, she may not lose in a real competition." Yin Chuhuan sincerely praised, "And just now, the girl's medical skills and about food supplements I admire your views, today, in addition to waiving the meal fee, I should also give the girl some rewards to express my heart."
"Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for your love. May I ask if the so-called rewards are gold and silver money?" Mi Qilin heard that there were rewards, her eyes lit up, she was really poor
"Not exactly. Chef Wang in my Jinzun Building can only cook, and is not familiar with medicinal food. I wonder if the girl is willing, can she work as a cook in my Jinzun Building?" Yin Chuhuan said casually, Yu Guang But he has been paying attention to Mi Qilin.
"So Mr. Da Qiao means that the reward for me is the opportunity to work in the Jinzun Building?" Mi Qilin was dumbfounded. What kind of reward is this? !
"Miss don't agree? Or do you think money is better? The salary of the chef in my Jinzun Building is not low. The girl also knows medicine and medicine, and her cooking skills are also good. The salary can be doubled. In the future, it will increase depending on the situation." Yin Chuhuan Seeing that Mi Qilin was short of money, he beat a snake and hit seven inches, and persuading others also needed to find weaknesses.
Sure enough, Mi Qilin tilted his head and asked when he heard that there was double the price and a chance to raise his salary, "How much is the average chef's salary?"
"Twelve taels."
Mi Qilin has no concept of how much ancient currency is converted into modern money. It is just that when I occasionally read romance novels with ancient backgrounds, it is mentioned that one tael of silver is enough for ordinary people to live for a few months, so she earns twenty dollars a month. Two words are simply too profitable.
"I can only come during the two hours starting from You hour every night (this period is from 5:00 to 9:00 in the evening). The wages remain the same, and the payment is settled once a day." Mi Qilin rolled his eyes and made a request.
"Okay, but you can't get the previous day's wages until the next day. Does Miss Tangtang have any objections?" Yin Chuhuan is not at a disadvantage, what if she runs away after receiving her wages that day? He can't go to the general's mansion to ask for someone.
"Deal." Mi Qilin secretly scolded a profiteer, didn't she just want to restrain herself, but her identity might not be able to come one day, and she would only lose one day's wages. Thinking of this, she had no choice but to Gritting his teeth, he agreed.
"Then I'll come back tomorrow. It's time for me to go home." After tossing around for a long time, Mi Qilin reckoned that it was almost lunch time and proposed to leave. The biological clock of a foodie is always based on the meal time.
Yin Chuhuan nodded in agreement. Just as Mi Qilin stepped out of the Jinzun Building with Lian Xin, someone stopped her from behind¡ª¡ª
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