Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

But, Pingla was able to give up short-term benefits and concentrate solely on cultivating talent.

Only a conglomerate like Pingla would have such confidence.

No ordinary company would dare to do this.

Only the strong foundation of Pingla can provide such a confidence.

“I watched the clip of your competition before, and I couldn’t help but drool,” Lyke Zhekova laughed, “I was thinking at that time, it’d be great if I had the chance to taste it.”@@novelbin@@

“Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a member of our Zhekova Family. It’s really fate,” Lyke Zhekova said joyfully, “I must taste it well today.”

“Then I’ll go and see what ingredients we have at home. I’ll think about what kind of dishes to make for Third Great Grandpa and Fourth Uncle,” Cindy laughed.

“Ok, Ok.” Third Old Master Zhekova quickly nodded, asking the housekeeper to take Cindy to the kitchen to have a look.

The chefs who were preparing dinner in the kitchen were unhappy when Cindy and the housekeeper entered.

Although he was only responsible for the meals of Third Old Master Zhekova, he was a serious professional chef.

He used to work in a five-star hotel.

After all, those who came to take care of Third Old Master Zhekova’s diet couldn’t be random. They naturally needed to have their own merits.

But with a few words from Cindy, she was going to make three or four dishes.

It seemed as if his cooking was not as good as Cindy’s.

The chef couldn’t help but say: “Madam, the kitchen is smoky. You are the guest today. It’s inappropriate for you to cook in the kitchen.”

“It’s okay. I will only make two or three dishes for Third Great Grandpa and Fourth Uncle to taste,” Cindy said.

“Madam, do you think my cooking is not good?” The chef frowned.

This Cindy was stepping on him as soon as she came. She was too disrespectful.

“After all, I am a professional chef. I think it’s enough for me to prepare dinner,” said the chef.

The chef thought, what if Third Old Master Zhekova ate them and felt that there was no difference with or without him, and he would not need him anymore?

Moreover, Cindy, an amateur, was interfering with his professional kitchen.

That was outrageous.

Cindy paused and then smiled: “I am also a professional chef.”

“Don’t worry; I’m not here to undermine you. As a junior, I just want to prepare something as a gift for the elders. It won’t affect you at all.” Although Cindy didn’t react coldly, her words clearly showed that she understood what the chef was thinking.

Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately said: “Brenan, what are you doing?”

“The Madam is here as a guest, just trying to show off her culinary skills a bit. It won’t affect you at all,” the housekeeper said.

Originally, the housekeeper didn’t expect Brenan to think like this. Mainly because they were in the host’s home, Brenan dared to show dissatisfaction with the host’s relatives. This was very puzzling.

But after hearing Cindy’s statement that pointed out Brenan’s thoughts, the housekeeper understood.

The housekeeper silently shook her head, thinking Brenan was silly.

“Additionally, the Madam is quite famous in the Cooking Competition. Is she incapable of preparing a few dishes?” The housekeeper reminded.

Brenan’s face was visibly disdainful.

He’s thinking about who participates in that Cooking Competition!!

They were basically some unknown chefs.

There were no chefs from well-known hotels or restaurants like him as the head chef.

Among the top ten now, apart from Cindy, the rest were all students!

How amateur could they get?

How great could Cindy be if she were outstanding among a bunch of students?

If they really had a competition among the entire society, what limelight could Cindy steal?

The housekeeper wrinkled her eyebrows, pulled Brenan aside, and whispered: “Brenan, don’t forget who you work for! You are now offending your master!”

“Could Madam come to cook for Old Master every day? It’s just that she’s in a good mood today and wants to show off a little, she won’t take anything away from you. You’ll still work as you normally do in the future,” said the housekeeper.

“Do you want to make Madam angry and get fired by Old Master? Do you think Old Master and the Sir will side with Madam or you?”

The housekeeper shook her head: “I don’t know what are you upset for!”

What was there to be upset?

Brenan was usually stubborn.

Because his cooking skills were good and he worked diligently.

Because of his stubbornness, he took his job very seriously.

So even though he was a little stubborn, no one cared about him and didn’t get angry with him.

They didn’t expect that he would suddenly become stubborn again now.

And he didn’t even notice who he was up against!

After being reminded by the housekeeper, Brenan finally realized the seriousness of the matter and nodded in agreement: “I thought wrong.”

Only then did the housekeeper let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly explained to Cindy: “Madam, Brenan is just this stubborn. He tends to overthink things. Please don’t mind him.”

Cindy laughed and shook her head, not planning to do anything.

He was one of Third Old Master Zhekova’s people.

She shouldn’t make Third Old Master Zhekova do anything to this chef because of such a small matter.

Since the chef had been working here for a long time, it was clear that Third Old Master Zhekova was quite satisfied with him.

If she got the chef fired because of her, it would be a hassle for Third Old Master Zhekova to start looking for someone else.

“Housekeeper, can you show me where everything is? Where are the condiments and what ingredients do we have?” Cindy said.

“Ah, okay,” the housekeeper quickly replied.

The housekeeper also used to be Brenan’s sous-chef, so she knew all about it.

The ingredients were also listed by Brenan and sent by others.

The housekeeper was very clear about what ingredients they had, as she would do the sorting.

Brenan was still upset, but Cindy ignored him.

The housekeeper didn’t bother with him either. She would be fine as long as he kept quiet.

The housekeeper accompanied Cindy to show her around.

After checking the ingredients at home, Cindy asked the chef about the dishes he planned to make for the evening.

She wanted to avoid making the same dishes as the chef.

It’s not that the dishes will be exactly the same.

For example, the chef intended to make a chicken dish, and she would too.

The chef was going to make a tofu dish, and she would too.

Although the flavors are different, if the same ingredients appear repetitively on the dining table, it wouldn’t be good.

After clarifying, Cindy decided to make Sour Plum Ribs, Golden Shrimp, and a vegetarian dish called Crispy Cool Cabbage.

They were very authentic traditional Beijing cuisine.

Unfortunately, there was no Perilla in the house.

If some Perilla was added to the Sour Plum Ribs, it would taste even better.

There were fresh green plums at home, and there were plum pies in the snacks that Third Old Master Zhekova prepared for Morgan.

Cindy tasted it, the plum pie was sour and sweet, but the sour taste was stronger.

This was perfect; it could be mixed with the green plums which were too sweet.

Cindy boiled the green plums to make a green plum sauce, and added finely chopped plum pie into the green plum sauce.

She first fried the rib rows until the surface of the ribs was golden and crispy.

There were occasional bits of fat on the ribs, but Cindy didn’t remove them; the fatty parts became even crispier when fried.