The smell of meat comes from the altar and roams around the neighbors. Buddha hears it and jumps over the wall.

It is undeniable that the poem has made great contributions to the traditional Chinese dish, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

Soft and tender, the soup is thick and brown, thick but not greasy, and it goes straight to the heart.

In order to make Lin Ning, who has a bad appetite, John, who is in the kitchen of the manor, really took great pains and racked his brains.

"My lady eats light salt."

"Ms. Tang doesn't eat coriander."

"Ms. Ye doesn't eat organs."

“…”

The huge kitchen, which is not very standard in Chinese, is frequently heard.

The chef team invited by high salaries held their breath and focused, doing their best to be perfect.

"It's OK."

Finally, after checking the container, John stroked the exquisite mustache with satisfaction.

As John finished speaking, the maids who had been waiting for a long time took turns to play in an orderly manner.

"Are there too many maids in the house?"

On the way to the restaurant, the maid, Meysa, deliberately slowed down and whispered.

"There are many people who pay attention to the wife openly and secretly. There are some things that the wife can ignore, but we can't."

Recalling the previous rumors, John frowned and continued.

"There is as much jealous as there is."

"Do you need to tell your wife about that?"

As if he had thought of something, Meisa pursed her lips gently, looking hesitant.

"Mrs. I'm not sure if my wife knows about that, nor do I want to know about it."

"The team you are talking about is Lin Hong. To be honest, she is more grateful to the wife than us, even if we are much more professional than her."

"I can't believe that you said this."

"It's normal for women to be jealous."

"No, this is not normal. I have worked together for many years, and I know your character very well. If you really care about this, you wouldn't have rejected the Duke at the beginning."

"You know, I love my husband very much, even though he's just a dessert chef."

"Is Jamie graduated? If I remember correctly, he studied attorney in Oxford?"

People have selfish intentions. Thinking of Meysa's son who was ruined by a car accident, John narrowed his eyes slightly and asked directly.

"He is very smart and has been getting a lawyer's license for 7 months."

"What a great guy."

"Thank you, but unfortunately those so-called elites don't think he is great."

Sighing his lips and spreading his hands, Meysa shook her head with a wry smile, and continued without waiting for John to speak.

"In the past seven months, he has traveled to all the law firms around London, and no one even wants him for legal aid... My poor child, God knows how much he wants to be a good lawyer, God knows how much he loves the profession of lawyer."

"Damn it, a bunch of guys who judge people by their appearance."

"There is no need to be angry about this. We recruit servants. It depends on the image differently, let alone lawyers."

This is the reality. If you have beautiful choices, who would be willing to choose an ugly one?

Meysa sighed lightly, doing something for her miserable son and for her powerlessness.

"So you want to plead with your wife? For your child?"

"I dreamed of it, but what's the use? The lady didn't even know my existence. I, the newly promoted maid, are even worse than Lisa, the junior, for my wife, let alone Lin Hong."

"Your salary is 80,000 pounds, isn't it enough to treat Jamil?"

"He was seriously injured. The repeated surgeries will only make him more painful and will only make him less ugly."

"What a poor child, let him come to see me. If he is really as good as you said, I will help you with my wife."

I feel sorry for my parents all over the world. John sympathizes with Jamil’s experience, but John has his own judgment on whether he is really hired.

"Are you really willing to help me? Even as his mother, I have to admit that his face is indeed ugly."

"Ha, you're too worried. Is there anything ugly compared to your wife?"

"Well, you're right. These days, whether it's newspapers, TV, or the Internet, you can often see titles such as the most beautiful lords and the most beautiful dukes."

"Then what else do you have to worry about? In the eyes of the lady, they are all ugly."

Shrugged and chuckled. Thinking of his wife's face that was both young and old, and thinking of the skin that was praised by another authoritative organization, John's mouth raised slightly, looking proud.

"Thank you very much, I'm asking Jamil to come over, I hope he won't scare you."

"Don't worry, it's not too late to wait for the lady to have dinner."

"Sorry, it took you so long."

"Believe me, the lady never treats her own people unfairly. We just need to do our part well."

"I understand what you mean, I will do it, thank you."

“…”

First floor restaurant, long pink table.

When John and Meysa entered the field, Tang Wenjia, who was covering her neck with one hand, looked very aggrieved.

"I have no conscience, just go to the cafe to bask in the sun and don't take me. I'm going to hunt for some reason. Don't you know if I'm catching mosquitoes? Don't you know that autumn mosquitoes are more powerful than tigers?"

"Hehe, this mosquito must have learned design. At first glance, I thought it was a clavicle chain."

"You're going to die. Your clavicle chain is so ugly, I'm almost itchy."

"I've bitten it all, otherwise I'll scratch it if you take it off?"

"I'm scratching my fart, the more I scratching itchy itchs. Why do you just bite me and not you...?"

"Ahem, what about the restaurant, be careful."

The two women in front of them became more and more excited as they spoke. They glanced at John and others beside Lin Ning without any trace. Ye Lingfei coughed and interrupted.

"What's wrong with the restaurant? Can't you talk at your own home?"

"That's right, Lin Ning is right."

"You... OK, you two continue, pretend I haven't said it."

"If you continue, continue, you shouldn't have hunted with you. You didn't get anything and just feed the mosquitoes."

No matter how quarrels, I cannot forget the external policies. Thinking of my previous experience at the hunting ground, Tang Wenjia stroked her neck and said angrily.

"You don't let any of them beat me, what can I do?"

"You know I have raised rabbits, but you still beat them."

"Didn't Ye Lingfei and I fight in the end?"

"Annoying, don't talk about rabbits anymore. I miss my family."

"Tuantuan? Are you talking about the long-eared rabbit in the dormitory?"

"Well, I don't know how she's been doing recently."

"What a big deal, since I want it, wouldn't it be better to ask someone to send it."

"Do you have some common sense? My family can't get a companionship certificate or take a flight."

Lin Ning looked dissatisfied, and no matter how he looked, he was angry, and he stroked his itchy neck again. Tang Wenjia curled her lips and said angrily.

"Don't I have a plane? Just send it to pick it up."

"Are you talking about nl number?"

"What else? John, this matter is left to you, let's arrange it."

"Yes, madam."

"Mysterious, you sent a plane back just to pick up a rabbit?"

"It's obviously for you, what does it have to do with the rabbit."

"you..."

"Don't be too moved. Don't forget to watch the live broadcast later. Let's go first."

"oh."

"Meow."

“…”
To be continued...