Chapter 138: The Flowers Have Not Bloomed

Cao Yushu stood there dumbfounded: "..."

He belatedly realized... had he just been sold out by his own biological father?

The idea of receiving acupuncture to grow taller sounded a bit illusory, but the recipe book was real! That was a tangible treasure laid out right in front of him.

Bai Chuwei smiled faintly: "I'm not short of money."

Duan Feihan glanced at her, suddenly recalling the three hundred million he had spent.

She was indeed not short of money, but she also didn't like spending her own money.

"I'll give you twenty days to master every single dish in this and prepare a banquet for me."

Looking at the nearly one hundred long-lost famous dishes listed inside, Cao Jinhai swallowed hard.

Based on his preliminary estimate, the ingredients alone would cost close to a million, but the value of this recipe book far exceeded a million!

With this recipe book in his possession, he would probably be able to claim the title of China's top culinary master!

Cao Jinhai immediately nodded and said, "Deal! In these twenty days, even if I have to stay up every night, I will master them!"

Cao Jinhai slapped his own thigh and said excitedly to his wife, "Wife, I'm heading to the restaurant for these twenty days, put up a closed sign for me! I need to study diligently, study diligently..."

The couple had been dating since high school, and Zhao Simeng felt that Cao Jinhai hadn't even worked this hard when preparing for the college entrance examination...

Bai Chuwei smiled with satisfaction, raised her hand, and snapped her fingers in the air. "Wonderful, I'm getting ready to head home. Oh right, could you please help me make some... fried food, Uncle Cao? I'm planning to take it back."

Since she had gone to the trouble of visiting a five-star chef's home, if she didn't bring something back, the fat rat at home would turn its backside toward her.

Seeing the slightly disapproving look in Duan Feihan's eyes beside her, Bai Chuwei dryly added, "I'm not the one eating it."

Duan Feihan frowned and said, "I know. Eat less fried food."

?

What do you know again? You know nothing!

Bai Chuwei maintained a blank expression: "I said, I don't like fried food."

Cao Jinhai, however, called out, "Got it, got it, I'm heading to the kitchen right now. Please have a seat, Miss Bai, Fourth Master, please sit!"

As Cao Jinhai shouted instructions, he noticed the butler reaching out to help carry the book, and his bloodshot eyes instantly turned vigilant as he barked fiercely, "What are you doing? No one is allowed to touch this recipe book! No one is allowed to steal a peek!"

The elderly butler felt wronged; didn't he just see that her hands were full and want to offer a helping hand?

To prevent anyone from touching his precious item, Cao Jinhai simply shoved the recipe book right into the front pocket of his apron!

Watching Cao Jinhai's cautious movements, Bai Chuwei couldn't help but shake her head.

If she told him she had even more recipe books, would he be frightened to the point of fainting?

Duan Feihan rested his slender fingers on his suit trousers and asked in a casual tone, "Why did you ask Mr. Cao to cook for you?"

Hearing this, Bai Chuwei smiled faintly. "Nothing much. It's just that twenty-some days from now is the death anniversary of someone from years ago, and I want to put together a table of good food to treat him."

That fellow had died too miserably, without getting to taste the summer peaches, nor getting a bite of his favorite dish, before vanishing from this world.

"A man?"

Bai Chuwei nodded casually, then, thinking of something, she took a few steps toward Duan Feihan, grabbed his sleeve, and her eyes sparkled: "Don't you have peach trees planted all over your estate?"

Duan Xingye had mentioned it—his fourth uncle's estate in South City was entirely filled with peach trees!

She pleaded eagerly: "Can you let me go pick a basket of petals to brew peach blossom wine?"

To commemorate a man, she was willing to part with a long-lost, extremely rare recipe book...

Duan Feihan replied with a calm expression, "The flowers aren't in bloom yet."