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Chapter 231 This Overlord Is A Little Skinny 18
Yan Ge didn't expect the resolute butler Pang to talk so much, let alone such a dramatic scene this early in the morning.

Tong Qian's purpose should not be too obvious.

"And then?" Yan Ge continued to ask.

Butler Pang shook his head helplessly, "Tong Qian was assigned to the back kitchen by the master to help others peel potatoes."

As she said that, she suddenly grabbed Yan Ge's arm nervously, and whispered ghostly: "Don't tell my husband that the four people I dragged past this morning didn't brush their teeth and wash their faces! Otherwise, I have to go back Kitchen peeling potatoes."

Yan Ge finds such a cheerful personality interesting.

She raised her hand and patted Butler Pang's hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't do that."

"By the way." Butler Pang narrowed his eyes slightly again, with a look of worry emerging, "Why are you making things difficult for you, sir? Tell me, and I'll see if I can help you."

When this matter was mentioned, Yan Ge's expression immediately became melancholy.

"Sir asked me to make braised pork for him."

Hearing this, Butler Pang's expression became indescribable.

This is really embarrassing for the little girl.

Everything made by a Michelin seven-star chef can be criticized by the husband, let alone a little girl who doesn't touch the spring water with her ten fingers.

"I'll go to the back kitchen with you. I'll say hello to Chef Cai and let him watch you and teach you how to cook. Don't worry."

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When they came to the back kitchen, Yan Ge and Butler Pang saw Chef Cai wearing a chef's hat, pointing at a pot of incomplete potatoes, scolding Tong Qian who had potato skins on her face and red eyes.

"What did you peel? Do you know how much a catty of potatoes is? Such an adult can't even understand a job. If you don't know how to do it, you're asking?"

Just as Tong Qian was about to retort, she heard Butler Pang's voice.

"Chef Cai, sir has asked Xi Chen to cook braised pork for him, can you do me a favor and guide her?"

Hearing the sound, Chef Cai immediately turned his head to look over, nodded and said, "Yes."

As he spoke, he beckoned to Yan Ge amiably, and said with a smile, "Come here, little girl, and I'll teach you how to do it."

Seeing Yan Ge walking by in front of her eyes, Tong Qian's teeth itch with hatred.

Why should she be treated preferentially?

Are you going to end up like this?

"Tong Xi."

Butler Pang's deep voice pulled her out of her hatred.

"If you can survive this week's hard work, I will transfer you to an easier position to work."

Steward Pang said this because of Qi Jianing's face, otherwise she wouldn't bother to care.

Tong Qian held back the resentment in her heart, "Thank you... Butler Pang."

After 10 minutes, a plate of braised pork with delicious flavor and color is freshly baked.

Seeing such a good-looking braised pork, Chef Cai couldn't help but look at Yan Ge with admiration.

To be honest, he was already prepared for the bottom of the pot to be burned through from the beginning.

"You little girl has two skills."

With that said, he put the dish on the dining car and carefully covered it.

"Hurry up and send it up to your husband, don't make him wait in a hurry."

After Yan Ge smiled politely at Chef Cai, the moment he turned his head, he met Tong Qian's eyes full of jealousy as expected.

Yan Ge didn't make any expression, just looked away calmly, and pushed the dining car away as if nothing had happened.

The best way to fight back against someone like Tong Qian is to not take her seriously and let her be burnt out by my own jealousy...

When Yan Ge pushed the dining car into Qin Wenyuan's room, the man had already changed his clothes.

The royal blue shirt complemented his fair complexion, and the collar was loosely buttoned, which added a bit of casualness, but was still luxurious.

This color complements his long and narrow eyes, adding a bit of laziness and bewilderment, rendering a wild sex appeal.

Qin Wenyuan sat in the wheelchair like this, looking meaningfully at Yan Ge who was slowly walking towards him.

　There are more than 8 manuscripts, I want to wave~

　　Good night, meme chirp!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)