"Mi'er, you can't be disrespectful and fail to distinguish between superiors and subordinates." Mrs. Song scolded her.
Mi'er stuck out her tongue and said nothing more.
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "It's okay. There aren't that many rules around me." She looked at Song Mi'er and said, "I let you follow me because you have extraordinary cooking skills, and I just happen to be lacking someone like you. Of course, the premise is that I like you."
She said with a smile, and seeing Song Mier's bright smile after hearing her words, she continued: "As for Ke Meng, she has no outstanding characteristics, so why should I let her stay by my side? She is not strong enough to protect me, and she can't be a servant. She is even less loyal. Why should I keep such a person by my side?"
She held her cheek with one hand and spoke slowly, "However, one thing did surprise me, that is, she was so cruel as to destroy her own appearance. It shows that she is also a cruel person. Since she dared to be so cruel to herself, I showed her a way out, which can be regarded as doing my utmost."
Mrs. Song nodded in agreement. Indeed, even she would not keep someone like Ke Meng by her side, let alone someone as noble and powerful as the Phoenix Lord.
Song Mi'er responded, seemingly understanding: "Oh, I see." At this moment, she was extremely grateful that she had outstanding cooking skills.
"Okay, Mi'er, you stay with Madam Xuanyuan. I'll go back first." Madam Song said with a smile, and went back to the yard first.
A few days later, when the Cheng family, who were far away in Longnan, saw Cheng Wanli and his group returning, they were almost furious.
"Who is it? Who did it?" Cheng Wanshan, the head of the Cheng family, was furious. He shouted angrily and stared at the Cheng family guards kneeling in the hall.
"Master, it was the Song family to which the chef god Song Lingbo belongs who did it!" said a guard in a trembling voice.
"The Kitchen God Song Lingbo? A chef is so brave that he can destroy four of the Cheng family's elders and even dare to destroy Cheng Wanshan's brother? His Song family is so bold!"
The gloomy voice was mixed with fierce murderous intent and overwhelming rage. The fist slammed heavily on the chair beside him. With a bang, it shattered into a pile of pieces.
"The Song family, the God of Cooking? Impossible! How come even if their family has some fame in the local area, they can't destroy the four priests of my Cheng family!" An old man walked in, followed by several old men.
"Grand Elder." When Cheng Wanshan saw them, he stood up and bowed.
The old man in the lead walked to the chair and sat down. After nodding to Cheng Wanshan, he looked at the guards and said, "Tell me in detail, what is going on?"
"It's like this. The Second Master and the four elders went to the Song family to take a piece of the Song family's seven-colored spirit stone as a birthday gift for the ancestor. When they went there, Song Lingbo and the others were not at home..." The guard recounted the whole story in detail.
“That’s it. The woman also said, and also said…” The guard didn’t dare to continue.
"Speak!" Cheng Wanshan was furious and shouted immediately.
"Then, that woman said that if the Cheng family brings a valuable gift to apologize, the matter will be over. Otherwise, otherwise, it depends on what will happen to the Second Master and the others..." The guard spoke in a lower and lower voice, and in the end, he almost bowed his head to the ground.