C60 More Ugly People Do More Mischief

Tang Yue followed the maid to the kitchen, and when the chef from the entire residence saw a well-dressed young master walk in, he was shocked, but when they heard that he was going to personally prepare Noble Heir's lunch, they were even more so so so so shocked that their mouths gaped open.

Tang Yue ordered a bunch of ingredients, and sent people to find them according to his orders. After washing his hands, he started to instruct people to move out.

The only good thing about being in the kitchen of a big family was that he didn't have to do it himself. He could get people to find whatever ingredients he wanted, get people to handle them, and cut them up for him.

It would be much more convenient to cook. These experienced cooks were much more proficient than him. They could also cook several pots at the same time with twice the results and half the effort.

However, like this, most of the kitchen was busy with work for him alone. All of the distinguished guests in the mansion were waiting for him to eat.

When Madam Qing, who was waiting for the guests at the front, heard this news, she was stupefied. She was perfectly fine, why did the young dandy with Yueyang Marquis's Mansion go to the kitchen?

I heard that they were cooking for the Noble Heir, this was too absurd. Every meal in the Noble Heir was meticulously cooked by the head chef, how could they get used to the culinary arts of a young dandy?

But she couldn't stop it. In this mansion, the one who was truly in charge was the State Duke, and the one who could do as he wished.

Madam Qing suddenly came to a realization as her trusted mama reminded her in a low voice.

She twisted her waist and walked in front of the young masters, and bent down slightly, "I heard that Tang Xiaolang is a master of cooking, today the young masters are lucky, Tang Xiaolang is in the kitchen displaying his skills right now."

Since he could cook at one table and cook at ten, he could just cook according to Tang Xiaolang's recipe.

Zhao Sanlang was playing with the Spanner's Strength, but when he heard the news, he was so angry that his arms were easily pushed down.

He did not mind, as he stood up laughing, "I'm not going to play anymore, let's wait for the meal, Tang Xiaolang's cooking skills are top-notch, I guarantee you guys will eat your tongues!"

"Zhao Sanlang, your meal must be good for the State Duke's Mansion, why are you so hungry?" Xu Ziheng still wouldn't let go of any opportunity to mock Zhao Sanlang.

It was not like the two of them had been at odds for a day or two. Everyone was used to it, but news that Tang Yue was skilled in cooking was rather shocking.

Initially, they had also heard of this news from Zhao Sanlang's mouth, so they did not take it seriously. Could it be that this young dandy could really cook an entire table of delicious food?

Some people were looking forward to it, while others despised it. Everyone had a different opinion of this matter.

Many of them sneered at the side, and one of the white clothed young master said loudly: "A man, actually deigns to lower himself to be a chef, not only did he lose his status as a Yueyang Marquis's Mansion master, he also sullied our young master's reputation!"

Zhao Sanlang let out a laugh, and also sneered: "Your Young Noble actually has a reputation to speak of? "Where did you come from?"

"Haha …" Everyone laughed, the Young Noble's face was ashen, but he did not dare challenge State Protector's son.

The Ye City wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. The noble class had a close relationship with each other, and wanting to keep the secret wouldn't be that easy.

This Young Master Pei was not a good person. He had done a lot of things to bully men and women, and his reputation was extremely terrible.

Seeing that he did not say a word, Zhao Sanlang smirked, "Actually it's nothing much, Tang Xiaolang knows a lot, just by eating he can come up with countless of recipes, and it's not like he's the one cooking. If you don't believe me, you guys can go into the kitchen to take a look, and see if Tang Xiaolang is the one holding the spoon himself."

Although Xu Ziheng did not get along with Zhao Sanlang and did not have a good impression of him, he would not attack him because of this, but instead helped him out by saying, "Madam Qing, why don't you bring Young Master Pei and the rest to the kitchen to take a look?"

Madam Qing laughed, "There's no need for that. Previously, when the manager came to report, Tang Xiaolang did indeed only move his mouth and not his hands. Right now, he is sitting in the kitchen and drinking wine.

When Madam Qing finished speaking, she covered her sleeves and laughed. She also did not expect that the young dandy of Yueyang Marquis's Mansion would be so interesting.

Although this was something that everyone knew, she still had some thoughts in her heart.

That Young Master had lost face, and seized the opportunity to snort coldly: "The State Duke Heng's good wine is well-known, all the wine received in the mansion is of the highest quality, his Young Master Yue really has a mouth!"

"So what if he has it in his mouth? Even the King sent a carriage full of wine to him, so how can it not compare to the wine that the Residence treats its guests with? " Zhao Sanlang muttered: "Ugly man, do more mischief!"

"Zhao Sanlang, you …" Young Master Pei was about to flare up, but was stopped by his good friend who was watching from the side.

Each and every one of them waited to see what kind of delicacy the Tang Family young dandy would produce. To be honest, if they did not personally taste it, they would not believe Zhao Sanlang's words at all.

Moreover, he only moved his mouth and did not do anything. Even if it tasted good, it was because of the other party's State Duke's Mansion, right?

"I heard that Wang Zizhao gifted three cooks to Yueyang Marquis's Mansion, and the cooks were even bestowed to Wang Zizhao by the King. From that, we can see how important Tang Xiaolang is in Wang Zizhao's eyes."

"After all, he cured Wang Zizhao's legs, and this is not only his legs." How precious was Wang Zizhao's leg? Those two legs could not walk normally, what he had lost was the entire South Jin!

Therefore, everyone knew that Tang Yue had contributed greatly to this battle. Even if they did not intend to become friends with him, they did not plan to make enemies with him.

After waiting for nearly two hours, when someone finally came to inform him that the meal was ready, Zhao Sanlang was the first to rush over.

Waiting until everyone had been served, Madam Qing called for State Duke to come over. The banquet today was especially for the two of them to get to know each other, and they heard that the two of them played in the buddhist hall for an hour, and when the results came out, Tang Xiaolang was going to the kitchen to cook for Noble Heir while the Noble Heir was going to get beaten up.

No matter how you looked at it, it looked as if Tang Xiaolang had offended the Noble Heir, but since Madam Qing was unable to refute his decision, she could only take this opportunity to bring him out.

Tang Yue saw that the last dish was out of the pot and tasted it first before nodding in satisfaction: "Very good, everyone's culinary skills are first class.

"The young master is too serious, everything was done according to his orders." To be honest, they had been cooks all their lives, but they had never seen anyone cook in such a manner.

"Ping Shun, come here!" Zhao Sanlang sat in the second seat below the main seat, while the first seat was occupied by the County Prince, opposite to him was the position of the Noble Heir of State Duke Heng, while the first seat was reserved for Tang Yue, showing just how much the State Duke Heng's Mansion valued these two.

Even though Zhao Sanlang had not been conferred the title of Noble Heir, he was still the only direct descendant of the State Protector. As long as no accidents happened, the position of Noble Heir was his alone.

Noble Heir of State Duke Heng was obviously afraid of him, and he was the only one who didn't want to go forward.

"Speak, where did you and Tang Xiaolang go? What did you guys do? " Zhao Sanlang asked in a low voice.

He had seen the two of them walking away, and because he thought about the relationship between the two families, he did not stop them, and he believed that Tang Xiaolang would not be bullied by this damn fatty.

Noble Heir of State Duke Heng had already changed his clothes, and the maid who helped him change his clothes was still unconscious, her wounds completely covered up by him, not revealing anything at all.

After leaving the buddhist hall, he went to the toilet three times in a row. His legs were still soft now and he was so hungry that he was powerless to do it, so he did not want to talk with Zhao Sanlang too much.

"Why aren't you speaking? Do you want to get beaten up? " Zhao Sanlang secretly waved his fists, the threat clear in his voice.

The moment Tang Yue entered the room and saw this scene, he knew that his future brother-in-law had been bullied by Zhao Sanlang quite a few times.

However, thinking about it, it made sense. The two families had similar positions, the Noble Heir of State Duke Heng was like a group of ugly ducklings amongst a group of swans, it would be weird if they didn't get bullied.

Furthermore, Zhao Sanlang would only pretend to be a grandson in front of the mother and son of the County Princess Huizhu, and show off his strength to others.

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[Small Theater]

Zhao Sanlang: "Tang Yue, I helped you speak up. Do you have any words to say?"

Tang Yue: "Do you want to betroth your body to me?!"

Zhao Sanlang, "... Don't joke around, my heart and body belongs to a princess! "

Tang Yue: "Then what about County Prince?"

Zhao Sanlang: "That little pervert, we'll talk about it when he grows up!"