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He was really too busy, and he still had to continuously entertain others. Everyday, he either sold takeouts or shuttled back and forth between various hotels. In addition, he also drank wine and stuffed coffee into his stomach. His iron body couldn't help but simmer like this.

It was only until one day, when he was forced to be hospitalized due to massive bleeding in his stomach, did he completely understand. Thus, no matter how busy he was, he would take time to cook and ensure that three meals a day was normal. In addition, after he moved here, he spent most of his time very leisurely, and was even more engrossed in his studies on culinary arts.

One of them was Uncle Fu who had been following his grandfather for a long time. What Uncle Fu could actually taste were mostly failures, but even so, those few successes were more or less enough to offset the failures of the past.

Secondly, if the number of mastiffs in his family could be counted with one count, including himself, there would only be five mastiffs. The original owner had only tasted it when he was ten years old and would never forget it ever since, hoping that he could eat it again one day. It was hard to predict what would happen in the world.

Thus, at this moment, what was worth protecting the most was probably not only these people, but also those that were unknown. An Ruyou felt that no matter what, her grandfather would always stay behind her, unconditionally protecting him, and an amiable old man who was only in front of him was worth giving back.

An Ruyou followed her grandfather into the kitchen. It could be said that the original owner had never been to the kitchen. In his previous life, he had been extremely busy, and even if he had his culinary skills, he wouldn't have the time to cook. But she was actually quite interested in the kitchen. She even thought of letting go herself slowly after she married Xiao Ling, until she became a husband and wife at home.

But who would have thought that the human heart was already like this?

In this life, she wanted to practice her culinary arts properly, and that was also to make herself happy. This path wasn't easy, he had to find a way to clear his heart. Seeing that she was interested in cooking, Old Master An was willing to teach her.

He knew that it was An Ruyou's first time learning to cook, so he only asked her to do some simple basic cooking. Looking at this granddaughter of his, who was previously a "Ten Fingers Unstained Of The Spring Water", he praised her handsomely, "Not bad indeed, you're truly talented. Actually, the first time was just some simple cutting techniques, how could she see anything of value? She knew that her grandfather was just trying to coax her.

An Ruoyou looked at the old man who had been smiling this whole time, and his heart was also filled with warmth. This feeling, last time was from the Ambien himself. Just like how a lost lamb who found their home with great difficulty would naturally rely on it, and would desperately protect it. An Ruyou was currently in this state, but to her, it was something that she would happily enjoy.

The two of them were cooking in the kitchen. It was unknown when the old butler came in to help them. After working together for the first time and being busy for a while, the food they cooked was colourful and delicious, attracting the three of them.

According to An Ruyou, "The three of them all ate a bowl more than usual." Just as she finished speaking, the old steward poured another bowl of rice and said happily, "It's been a long time since I've tasted Old Master's rice, and it still tastes the same as it did in the past."

The old man was still quite proud, "Today you still dragged my granddaughter down. Otherwise, how could you have tasted my cooking skills again?"

The housekeeper said in a very cooperative manner, "Yes, Miss's cooking skills are really too good. She has inherited the master's essence."

The Xiao family's old patriarch enjoyed the meal very much. The three of them ended the meal with laughter.

Just as he finished eating, the old man couldn't wait to let An Ruyou perform the skill he had promised her. Seeing the old man's anxious look, An Ruyou played with him for a while before agreeing with a smile on his face.

Although it was called a consummate skill, it was nothing more than some craftsmanship. She believed that with her grandfather's ability, he must have seen it before. He might have performed better than her, but it was because the performers were different, so their emotions would definitely be different. She only hoped that the old man would be happier.

When the old man saw his granddaughter take out the tea set, he knew what the next performance would be. However, he was still very interested. This child had never been interested in such things before.

But this set of tea set couldn't completely perform out the tea ceremony. The old man was a bit puzzled, seeing the doubt in the old man's heart, An Ruyou slyly smiled, "Grandfather didn't you find something that I lack?"

The old man was startled, then laughed out loud, he had never thought that An Ruyou would use the thing beside him, it seemed that he had underestimated this child. Thus, he let the steward fill in the missing parts. This child was actually becoming more and more quick-witted.

The old butler replied and left. After the items were all prepared, the old tutor and the butler waited excitedly by the side.

The Way of Tea was about comfort and naturalness. Only when one reached the 'one with the world' stage could one truly say that one understood tea. As a beginner, An Ruyou naturally did not have that many, hence she chose a slightly simpler method — — Dry Bubble Technique. She could save some time by saving the thick table.

The four elements of tea ceremony, "precision, cleanliness, cleanliness and beauty", are essential for tea performance. A performance is not only about the final result, but also about the quality that is reflected in the whole process. Looking at An Ruyou's fluid movements, although it was not as impressive as the senior tea artists, it was still pretty good. More importantly, the focus and focus that An Ruyou displayed during her performance was not just a simple performance, it also gave others a feeling that she was giving life to the tea in her pot.

The old man was confident that he had never seen the wrong person. Even though he had less than half a day to think, he was sure that his granddaughter would definitely have a better future. It seemed that he could take care of some company matters. It had to be said that Ambien and Old Master An were indeed father and son, and their thoughts matched each other.

After the performance, the two spectators were full of praise. On the contrary, An Ruyou was rather embarrassed by the praise. An Ruyou was very clear that this was an exaggeration, but if she were to take out his skills now, then his birthday would not be as good as it would be, and she had to keep some of them for herself.