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Chapter 243: Wu Hai’s Younger Sister

Translator: Xiong Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth

Early next e and walked out of the door The doors were then shut with a sound of "Peng" On Yuan Zhou’s face, there were still a few red spots

It was still early and the village was very tranquil when Yuan Zhou got up Those who got up even earlier had already gone out while those who still stayed in bed were sleeping Therefore, there was barely anybody showing up in the streets

Carrying his s which was filled with the dried golden mushroom and walked toward Mr Ma house with a lively look

It was, naturally, for bidding him farewell at this time of day

Ten minutes later, Yuan Zhou arrived outside Mr Ma’s house

"Mr Ma, I’ now You have to solve breakfast by yourself today" Yuan Zhou took a step forward and said nor

"Get lost quickly You are talking as if I had nothing to eat without you," Elegantly dressed, Mr Ma walked out of the door and said rudely

"Ok Goodbye," Yuan Zhou just ignored Mr Ma’s scolding and said as though he hadn’t heard him

For the past several days, Yuan Zhou had practiced the skill of listening but paying no attention perfectly

"Aren’t you here for ive it to you," said Mr Ma suddenly

"Sorry, but I never have that intention" Yuan Zhou felt a little puzzled He just wanted to eat the genuine royal dish, but never intended to ask for the recipe of others

After all, he neither took Mr Ma as his teacher nor did he have anything to do with the old man who spoke so offensively

"A chef without any pursuit doesn’t deserve the title of chef," Mr Ma said ironically

"I don’t think I need to tell you about my pursuit," answered Yuan Zhou with a courteous tone, yet with a hint of sharpness No one could keep calm when he was bluntly sneered at his drea? Take it and leaveto you anyht out a yellow notebook fro it to him

"Pa", Yuan Zhou reached out his hands and received the notebook subconsciously

"What’s this?" Yuan Zhou didn’t open it and check by himself, but asked directly

"Get out ofto hihtforwardly drove Yuan Zhou out

"Thank you" On the second thought, Yuan Zhou understood Having thanked the old ", Yuan Zhou walked further His steps on the gravel road emitted a sound of "Zhi Zhi"

Mr Ma sat in the chair expressionlessly with his mood unknown to others In a little while, however, he turned around and went back to his rooly

As for Yuan Zhou, he was hurrying on with his journey The notebook given by Mr Ma was directly placed in his s by Yuan Zhou He wasn’t in a rush to read it, even if Yuan Zhou had figured out it was the cooking method for the royal dish Wu Chicken and possibly soarded as a windfall that Yuan Zhou hadn’t originally expected that