Chapter 21

The third reward was two people? Yang Guo and Little Dragon Maiden? Lin Fan quickly took out the reward to look, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Aren't these the Landlord and Landlady? Saying it was Yang Guo and Little Dragon Maiden gave me a fright!

"Master!"

After the two came out, they bowed to Lin Fan with cupped hands.

"No need for formalities, just call me Young Master. I have the heart to explore the Jianghu, and in the future, I will have to rely on the two of you to guard my Lin family well!"

"Young Master, rest assured, we will definitely not let you down!"

"Hmm, you can live in the side courtyard next door. Tomorrow I will introduce you to the people in the mansion."

The Landlord and Landlady didn't say much and left after bowing.

This is great. The Landlord and Landlady are both Grandmasters, more than enough to guard the small Lin family.

Taking out the Blood Bodhisattvas, Lin Fan ate two in a row. The remaining one could only increase five years of internal energy, which was dispensable, so he'd better keep it for a rainy day.

After eating the Blood Bodhisattvas, Lin Fan sat cross-legged and activated the Dragon God Art to begin cultivation. It must be said that an Immortal Sutra is an Immortal Sutra. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lin Fan completely turned the thirty years of internal energy into his own, leaping to become a Grandmaster martial artist.

So Lin Fan rarely relaxed himself, didn't continue to practice, but slept in his clothes.

After reading, the heroines from all over the Jianghu put down the diaries in their hands. Although peeking at others' secrets is against morality, this forbidden feeling made them unable to stop.

They didn't expect that the famous Yao Yue would also be trapped by love, and even have her man snatched away by a maid.

"Hmph, is Yao Yue very similar to me? My wish is to find my sister. What is a man? I wonder if this Lin Fan knows the whereabouts of my sister?"

Behind the Black Wood Cliff, a figure in red was drinking tea in the pavilion, occasionally looking at the diary on the table thoughtfully. On it was written 'Lin Fan's Diary (Dongfang Bubai Copy)'.

"Looking forward to my craftsmanship? I won't let you down. I must make you look at me with new eyes!"

Lying on the bed, Huang Rong secretly swore in her heart.

Early the next morning, Huang Rong got up to prepare breakfast.

First, she made a bowl of grilled beef strips, but the aroma was rich, and there was nothing special to see. The other bowl was clear green soup with dozens of bright red cherries floating in it, and seven or eight pink petals floating, lined with tender bamboo shoot dices at the bottom. The red, white, and green colors shone against each other, bright and eye-catching, and the soup was filled with the fragrance of lotus leaves.

Then she stir-fried a dish of cabbage and steamed a plate of tofu. The cabbage was only the heart, stir-fried with chicken oil and duck feet ends, which was fine. But the tofu was extraordinary. First, a ham was cut open, twenty-four round holes were dug, the tofu was carved into twenty-four small balls and put into the holes separately, the ham was tied up and steamed. When steamed, the freshness of the ham had all entered the tofu, while the ham was discarded and not eaten.

When they were brought to Lin Fan's table, Huang Rong looked at Lin Fan with expectation.

"Conditions are limited, and time is limited, so I can only make something simple. Lin Fan, hurry up and taste it!"

"There are no rules! You must call him Young Master!" Lv He was a bit dissatisfied with Huang Rong's casualness, so she scolded her.

Unexpectedly, Huang Rong just stuck her tongue out at her, without any intention of repenting. Just kidding, let her, Huang Rong, call him Young Master? Does she really take her as a servant?

"It doesn't matter. Calling me Lin Fan is fine. Isn't a name given for people to call? Rong'er, am I right?"

Lin Fan said, turning his head to look at Huang Rong and asking.

"Who allowed you to call me Rong'er? Call me Huang Rong!" Huang Rong was a bit shy. Rong'er is something only very close people can call. This Lin Fan has malicious intentions, wasting her effort to make him delicious food.

"Okay Rong'er, no problem Rong'er. Is this 'Jade Flute Who Listens to Falling Plum Blossoms', 'Good Match Soup', 'Braised Cabbage', and 'Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night'?"

Lin Fan agreed with his mouth, but the address didn't change at all. There was a stubbornness of 'I know I'm wrong, but I just won't change'.

Huang Rong couldn't care about being shy, but looked at Lin Fan in surprise. She didn't expect Lin Fan to be able to recognize them all.

Immediately, she thought that the entire Jianghu had no secrets in front of this person, so it was nothing surprising that he knew her culinary skills.

"Hmm, Rong'er's craftsmanship is indeed unique. Your monthly salary will be increased to fifty taels from now on!"

Lin Fan praised Huang Rong's culinary skills while tasting it slowly.

"Pui, who cares about your fifty taels of monthly salary? I'm here to supervise you, have you forgotten?"

Huang Rong wrinkled her nose, rolled her eyes, and said.

"Welcome, Rong'er, to supervise. But one has to eat to supervise, right? I treat everyone in the Lin family equally, and I absolutely do not allow them to be hungry or cold!"