Seeing what Yang Fan said, Qiu Nuo said with a smile: "it's hard to tell the truth. But you're right. The annual sacrifice is coming soon. Even if we don't need any more hands in the kitchen, we need a handyman. I inquired about it. Lu Tao has no other place to go for the time being. Let him go back to our kitchenette. Even if he wants to go back to the big kitchen now, it depends on whether master Cui will agree. "

"Master Qiu, don't worry. I'll go and make it clear to LV Tao. If he still doesn't want to, I'll tell Cui Guanshi and let him make the decision." Yang Fan said immediately.

He knew in his heart that Lu Tao's hard life was coming.

However, Lu Tao's bad temper really needs to be suppressed. When he comes to qiunuo, he still has a way to live. But he really offends other people. I'm afraid the immortals can't save him!

As for the backer of the inner gate that Lu Tao said, he was just a distant relative of his, and he was promoted to the inner gate only this year. What can a third-order warrior of Lord level do?

"By the way, master Qiu, look at the Lingwu soup I made according to your formula." Yang Fan scooped out a bowl of Lingwu soup and handed it to Qiu Nuo, "this morning, I invited deacon Ning of the inner gate to taste it. He said it tasted very good. He also said that he would come to us every day to order one. However, because of my shallow experience, I didn't give full play to the efficacy of Lingwu decoction, so the price of Deacon Ning was relatively low. "

In addition to the daily tasks assigned by the above, every kitchen in the dining hall can take over private work, that is, the materials have to be provided by themselves.

Lingwu decoction, in particular, has a mild effect and is cheaper than Dan medicine. Therefore, not only the inner disciples, but also the outer disciples occasionally order it.

Generally, it's manager Cui who receives the most orders, but manager Cui's energy is limited, so the small kitchen can also get some, but the price is certainly not as high as manager Cui's.

There are several small kitchens with good Lingwu soup. The private business is still very good. It's also a way to get money when it's done well.

Qiunuo took the Lingwu soup from Yang Fan and tasted it, because the recipe she gave was first for taste, and then for the effect of Lingwu soup. Yang Fan obviously had the foundation of a chef. The Lingwu soup made by him was delicious, but its efficacy could only catch up with the lowest Lingwu soup. If it wasn't really good, the Deacon would not be here We've placed an order in the store.

"The taste is OK, the heat is not good, and the processing and delivery time of medicinal materials are also different. What level of pharmacist are you?" Asked tyuno.

"Master Huiqiu, I'm a huangjie Qipin pharmacist." Yang Fan was a little embarrassed and scratched his hair. "It's because my talent of refining medicine is not good, so I finally chose to come to the dining hall."

"You have to start from refining medicine. You have to deal with a lot of impurities. Although you are cooking, you can't be careless. After all, the efficacy of Lingwu decoction is closely related to every link." Qiu Nuo said lightly.

"Master Qiu said that." Yang Fan scratched his hair in shame. "When I was making Lingwu soup, I was not careful when refining medicine. I won't be careless next time."

"There's more." Yang Fan thought about it, and some of his flesh aches. He took two pieces of medium-sized purple gold stones from the storage ring and handed them to Qiu Nuo, saying, "this is the deposit given by deacon Ning today. Master Qiu, please put it away."

According to the rules, the money for private work should be handed in, because it is the common interest of the whole kitchen. How to distribute it in the end depends on the meaning of the master.

Although Yang Fan is reluctant to accept his private work every day, Qiu Nuo can't find it. So it's better to take the initiative to take it out than to hide it. He also wants to get Qiu Nuo's trust and learn more in the future.

Looking at Yang Fan's two pieces of medium-sized purple gold stone, Qiu Nuo said with a smile: "it doesn't matter, you take the private work, you take the money yourself."

"Master Qiu, this..." Yang Fan's eyes widened in disbelief, swallowing: "do you really want it?"

"It's your own money. Just put it away. But you have to think of your own way. I won't participate in it." Said tyuno.

"Good." Yang Fan nodded excitedly, "thank you, master Qiu."

"What's the general situation of the soup supply for you?" Asked tyuno.

"Master Qiu, the Lingwu soup in the big kitchen is for the headmaster, the elder and some guests. The spiritual soup in our small kitchen has a fixed share in the monthly cultivation materials of some deacons or elite children. Tomorrow, the task of our small kitchen should come down. Generally, the Lingwu soup cooked in the small kitchen every day looks like ten to twenty pots. " Yang Fan explained to Qiu Nuo.

"You've been in the dining hall longer than me. You'll have to talk more about these things in the future." Qiu Nuo knows that there are many rules and ways in the big school. If he can settle down in the small kitchen temporarily, it might be a good thing.

"Master Qiu, what you are saying is what I should do." Yang Fan said hastily."Well, if nothing happens today, I'll go back first."

....

It was still early. When qiunuo returned to his residence, there was no one in the yard.

"Qiunuo, it's time to call that smelly boy out for interrogation." Snow spirit figure suddenly appear of autumn Nuo side, her hand is still holding a mini whip, looks like a queen's posture.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Nuo speechless looking at snow spirit this dress, this little girl won't play addiction, interrogation also don't need to dress like this!

"What do you know?" Snow spirit looked at Qiu Nuo contemptuously, "I know the weakness of the elf family best, don't worry, let me come!"

"Yes Qiu Nuo opened the cover of the bamboo basket, took out the auxiliary life inside, then took down the stuffy things, and made a gesture to Xue Ling, "give it to you!"

Half an hour later, Xueling sat down on the bed, looking at the guy opposite, who was also petite, but was not invaded by fire and water. He was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Xueling, can you do it or not?" Qiunuo is full of black lines.

However, as soon as qiunuo's voice fell, a shadow flashed past the window.

After listening to Qiu Nuo's voice, I was asked, "what's life like in your hands?"

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