Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The middle-aged man brought the pastry back to the kitchen and gave Huo Yao’s comments to Yi Lao, who was busy in front of the stove. Suddenly, Yi Lao raised his head and looked at him with a serious expression. If there is a problem in the pastry, you should reflect on yourself and don’t be ashamed next time."

After speaking, he withdrew his gaze and continued to busy with the ingredients in his hands.

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat silently, "I see."

He only wanted to say that the little girl should be a knowledgeable person, but unexpectedly received a training.

Here is the room.

Huo Yao had already taken out a test paper from his bag and started doing it. This was the homework assigned by the math teacher in the afternoon.

Min Yu, who was next to him, watched, did not disturb her, just sat there quietly drinking tea.

Zhuo Yun was standing behind Huo Yao, his eyes drifting to her paper from time to time, he basically couldn't understand one of the questions, but seeing her brushing and brushing, it took almost no time and brainpower to fill out one. Together, this speed...

He remembers that when he was in high school, he seemed to be so quick when filling in the answers blindly?

Zhuo Yun touched his chin. No matter which student he was in, Xin Dao's attitude of dealing with things was exactly the same.

However, this Miss Huo's handwriting is pretty pretty.

Just fill in the answers and keep the handwriting so neat and stable.

Huo Yao finished writing the equation of the last question. As soon as he put down the pen in his hand, the curtain of Yajian was opened.

The middle-aged man whom he had received before came in with a tray, and as he walked in, a faint smell of medicine filled the room.

Huo Yao smelled this, and there seemed to be a touch of surprise between his eyebrows and eyes. It was made with rare and precious medicinal materials with warm flavors and soft-shelled turtle.

The middle-aged man put the herbal soup in white jade enamel on the table, and put two white jade porcelain bowls in front of Huo Yao and Min Yu respectively.

"This is the medicated diet developed by Yi Laoxin, called Xuelian Jingui Tang, which can invigorate the spleen and appetite, and regulate qi deficiency."

Min Yu got up, took the bowl in front of Huo Yao, and filled her with a bowl of soup, "Taste it."

Zhuo Yun, who was next to him, saw that his master took the initiative to serve soup. The picture was beautiful. If he wanted others to see it, all his jaws would fall to the ground.

Huo Yao didn’t pay attention to Zhuo Yun’s expression, and he was not polite with Min Yu. He took the spoon and tasted it, his eyes brightened, "This soup is not bad, the medicinal taste is not strong, the light is moderate, and the heat is well controlled. It can be seen that the master who cooks this meal is very experienced."

Min Yu raised his eyebrows, and then he filled himself with a bowl, and said, "It's usually hard to get the medicinal food cooked by Yi Lao himself. Today we are considered a blessing."

Huo Yao drank the soup in the bowl and seemed to have a taste for a while, and finally couldn't help but say: "If you add the most common Yiren, this soup will be more perfect."

Min Yu, who didn't know much about Chinese medicine, couldn't understand what Huo Yao said, but the middle-aged man next to him knew something about pharmacology. Hearing this, his brows wrinkled subconsciously.

When the little girl commented on Yulu Cake, he only thought that the other person probably knew a little bit, after all, pastries are not easy to make.

But this flavored snow lotus and golden turtle soup was made by Yi Lao after several months of research. This medicated diet is absolutely perfect, but this little girl still feels flawed?