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Early this morning, the three sisters Peach Tree, Apricot Tree, Willow Tree and Dryad went out for beauty treatments.

Originally, they asked Pu Zhenqing to go with them, but Pu Zhenqing declined.

She didn't want any trouble now.

Sang Feiwan asked her to stay at home, so she stayed there well, not even going out to the yard, just for fear of being seen by the neighbors - if the agency knew she was hiding here, they would definitely take her back.

It was approaching noon, and she felt a little hungry, so she thought about ordering takeout.

After going downstairs, I happened to see a short old man with a dark face passing by.

Pu Zhenqing said: "Can you lend me your mobile phone? I'll order takeout. I'll pay the fee to Miss Sang later."

The old man looked at Pu Zhenqing and suddenly smiled particularly enthusiastically.

"What kind of takeout should you order? It's expensive and tastes bad. I'll cook whatever you want for you, free of charge!"

Park Zhenqing said: "This is so troublesome! I don't see much fire at home in the past two days, so why don't I just order takeout."

The old man hurriedly said politely: "The reason why we don't open the fire is because no one is eating. In fact, I am the chef at home, and my biggest hobby in life is cooking delicious food. Peach Tree and Willow Tree are too picky, and I am not happy to cook for them. But I can cook it for you, my cooking skills are amazing, much better than those Michelin tires!"

Park Zhenqing was amused by him and couldn't stop laughing: "Although Michelin tires and Michelin restaurants belong to the same group, their business fields are completely different."

The sandalwood demon said: "We are all the same father anyway, there is no difference - what do you want to eat?"

Pu Zhenqing couldn't resist his enthusiasm, so she asked, "Can the meat be cooked in a pot?"

The sandalwood tree demon suddenly became happy and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "No problem, I'm good at all kinds of dishes! I'll cook it for you in a while."

After that, he ran away and got into the kitchen.

For some reason, Park Zhenqing had a bad feeling in her heart.

But the sandalwood tree demon enthusiastically opened a small stove for her to cook, so she couldn't order takeout anymore.

About an hour later, the sandalwood tree demon shouted at the top of his lungs: "Dinner is ready!"

Park Zhenqing came to the dining table and looked:

Oops! A table full of dishes, ten full plates.

Each plate looks like pot-roasted pork, but the colors are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. In addition to the seven colors, there are also black, white, and brown. Anyway, there are ten colors.

Pu Zhenqing was a little confused: "Isn't the pot pork only available in golden color? Why are there so many more colors?"

The sandalwood tree demon said: "This is my innovative invention. The ten colors of hotpot meat represent perfection."

"Although I don't know what happened to you in the past, I can see sadness in your eyes. My child, you must have been suffering in the past, right?"

"But it doesn't matter, it's all over! If you eat the perfect pot-roasted pork made by me, Lao Tan, your future will be perfect."

"Here you chopsticks, eat!"

In an instant, Pu Zhen was moved to tears.

"Thank you."

She was full of gratitude and felt that the little old man in front of her was really a good man.

With tears of emotion in her eyes, Pu Zhenqing took a piece of green pot meat and put it into her mouth, and her eyes widened in shock.

The green pot bun meat is still crispy in the mouth at first, but soon the bitter taste permeates the mouth, making people want to vomit.

But looking at the expectant look of the sandalwood demon, Pu Zhenqing couldn't bear to make this kind and kind old man sad, so she had to swallow it reluctantly.

"Why is Guobao Pork bitter?" She couldn't help but ask.

The sandalwood demon said: "In order to make it green, I specially used bitter melon juice to make a paste, and then wrapped it in the meat slices and fried it. It will naturally have the refreshing taste of bitter melon."

Pu Zhenqing asked again: "What is used to color the red pot-wrapped pork?"

"The juice made from spicy millet is very beautiful in color."

"Where's the yellow one?"

"lemon peel."

"Why is this so salty?"

"Is it salty? Maybe too much salty fish juice was added when making the sauce. It's okay, don't delay eating!"

"Child, let me tell you, there are ten colors of Guobao Pork, each with a different taste: in addition to the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, I also made salted fish flavor, durian flavor, coffee flavor, and bean flavor in a unique way. , stinky tofu flavor, just made up of ten flavors!”

There are ten flavors, but none of them is the original flavor of Guobao Pork!

Seeing that Pu Zhenqing was so surprised that he dropped his chopsticks, he enthusiastically helped her get a new pair.

"I originally wanted to add a dragon fruit flavor, but the Immortal forbids me to buy any more dragon fruit. If you want to eat it, I will buy it secretly another day and cook it for you secretly. You must keep it a secret for me!"

Park Zhenqing: "...No, no need."

The sandalwood tree demon urged: "Why don't you eat it? Eat it while it's hot. It will cool down in a while. The smell of salted fish will be fishy."

At this moment, Pu Zhenqing belatedly remembered Sang Feiwan's previous warning: "Never eat the food cooked by Lao Tan, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Unfortunately it's too late.

Woohoo, I really want to refuse...but he will be sad if I refuse, right?

In the end, under the enthusiastic gaze of the sandalwood tree demon, Pu Zhenqing bit the bullet and finished two plates of pot-roasted pork in a row.

When she was eating the third plate, she finally couldn't help but rushed to the toilet and vomited.

Sandalwood Tree Demon: "What do you mean? Why did you vomit?"

He thought for a while and then suddenly reacted: "I heard that norovirus is very serious recently, and you will vomit if you get it.

This poor girl must be infected with a virus. Should I make some medicinal food for her to recuperate her body?

……

Tbb Entertainment is the largest entertainment company in country H, with many popular artists under its umbrella.

Among them, the one with the highest commercial value is Park Zhenqing, who has the title of National Princess.

But Pu Zhenqing has been missing for more than a week after her trip to China.

The senior management of tbb company used various connections but could not find anyone.

Even Linda Jiang, a veteran artist and minority shareholder of the company, has been a little strange recently.

In the past, Jiang Linda was extremely flattering and flattering to the company boss, but in recent days, her phone calls have been unreachable and her messages have not been replied to.

Just when they thought Jiang Linda was going to disappear, the phone call suddenly came through again.

At that time, the boss of tbb said angrily: "Why haven't you answered the phone in the past two days? What on earth are you doing? I asked you to find Park Zhenqing, have you found it? Do you have any intentions?"

"Don't think that because you are a shareholder now, you can disobey the company's instructions! Let me tell you, I can give you shares and take them back at any time!"

He cursed loudly and said lightly on the other end of the phone: "President Cui, I can finally talk to you on the phone. It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Her voice didn't change, but her tone and way of speaking seemed to be a different person.

Chairman Cui was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm asking you about Park Zhenqing, how are you doing with it?"

Linda Jiang smiled softly: "I will come back. Everyone, living and dead... will come back."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

President Cui was confused by her words: What does it mean that both living and dead people will come back. What the hell is that woman talking about?