Chapter 469

After seeing Ji Ziming on the phone, Pei Ge sat on the sofa and wondered who the cook would be.

What she didn't expect was that the person who came would have met her... Sister Yun!

Peige looked as if she had met for the first time. Sister Yun came in from the door with a large group of people in uniforms. Those people in uniforms had all kinds of ingredients in their hands.

"..." Pei Ge looked at sister Yun's great pomp and thought of what they looked like when they met for the first time.

"Young master," sister Yun respectfully called Ji Ziming, and then turned her eyes to Pei Ge, "Miss Pei..."

I don't know if it's Peige's illusion. She always feels that sister Yun is a little strange looking at her.

It doesn't look like a friendly look, but it doesn't look like sister Yun was... Unfriendly when she first saw her.

"Yes." Ji Ziming gave a faint hum when he saw sister Yun.

"Hello, sister Yun." Peige also said hello to sister Yun with a smile. As the saying goes, reach out and don't smile!

Since today's sister Yun doesn't have the high and contemptuous attitude when meeting her for the first time, she doesn't want to make their relationship too rigid. After all, she is not a person who meets every day.

"Young master, today's fish is good and fresh. You'd better let Miss Pei cook today..." sister Yun was interrupted by Ji Ziming before she finished her words.

"She's good today. Do it." Ji Ziming frowned slightly and said coldly.

Listening to Ji Ziming's words, sister Yun was obviously stunned. Then she smiled and nodded.

"OK, I see, young master."

Peige looked at sister Yun and smiled as if she was very happy. He murmured in his heart that the last time sister Yun was so hostile to her, her feelings were because she robbed her job?

While Pei Ge was thinking, he suddenly heard Ji Ziming's voice in his ear.

"Peggy, go to the study on the second floor and read. I didn't ask you. You're not allowed to come down."

"Ha?!" Peige was stunned when she listened to Ji Ziming's words. She widened her eyes and looked at Ji Ziming in surprise.

Looking at Ji Ziming's cold face, which didn't look like joking, Pei Ge said silently, "why?" She doesn't want to read at all. Why should Mao let her go to the second floor so suddenly? Why didn't she come down?

"No why, go up." Ji Ziming glanced at Peige lightly and said coldly.

"..." shit! This authoritarian nuisance!

forget it! He's the boss. He's the biggest! Go upstairs!

Pei Ge glanced at Ji Ziming fiercely. Without saying a word, he turned and walked towards the second floor.

When he left, Pei Ge was still talking about jiziming in his heart.

Looking at Pei GE's angry back, Ji Ziming, who was still cold, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He stared at Pei GE's back until he couldn't see Pei GE's back. After confirming that she really went to the second floor, Ji Ziming took his eyes back from the stairs and turned to the kitchen.

"Young master? Why did you come to the kitchen? This is not where you should come. Please go out quickly to avoid the oil smoke choking you."

Sister Yun, who was directing her men to wash and cut vegetables, suddenly watched Ji Ziming appear at the door of the kitchen, quickly took off her gloves and walked towards Ji Ziming.

"Why isn't this where I should come?" After listening to sister Yun's words, Ji Ziming coldly looked at sister Yun and said in a cold voice.

"Er..." sister Yun suddenly listened to Ji Ziming's answer and was slightly stunned, "this..."

The young master is so delicate and tender. How can he come to a place with heavy oil smoke in the kitchen.

Although sister Yun thought so, looking at Ji Ziming's cold face, she couldn't say anything.

Seeing that sister Yun stopped talking, Ji Ziming strode directly over sister Yun and walked towards the kitchen.

Ji Ziming's aura is too strong. The people who wash and cut vegetables in the kitchen are all with their heads down. They don't dare to look at Ji Ziming. They just concentrate on doing their own things.

"Young master, do you have anything to tell me when you come to the kitchen?" Seeing that Ji Ziming walked into the kitchen like this, sister Yun seemed to pay special attention to the several people who cut vegetables in the kitchen. Sister Yun was even more surprised.

"Help me prepare some tenderloin." Ji Ziming took back his sight on the people who cut vegetables and said coldly to sister Yun.

"... ah?" Sister Yun listened to Ji Ziming's words. She was stupid and didn't understand what Ji Ziming was talking about.

"Tenderloin." Ji Ziming glanced at sister Yun coldly, and then repeated coldly.

"Young master, do you want to eat tenderloin?" Sister Yun was glanced at by Ji Ziming's cold eyes and woke up a lot in an instant.

"I want to make sweet and sour tenderloin. You have prepared all the ingredients for me." Ji Ziming patiently spoke out his requirements.

As a result, as soon as Ji Ziming put this sentence down, sister Yun was stupid.

Not only is sister Yun stupid, but everyone else in the kitchen is also stupid.

Did he and they hear right? Season always has to cook?!

"Young master, are you all right?" After half a ring, sister Yun returned to her senses and looked at Ji Ziming suspiciously.

"..." Ji Ziming looked at sister Yun's unbelievable appearance, and his eyes gradually cooled down. "I don't want to say it for the third time."

The cold and flustered voice made sister Yun's body tremble.

"Yes, yes..." sister Yun quickly nodded. Now she didn't dare to ask Ji Ziming any questions. She quickly prepared the ingredients for Ji Ziming to make sweet and sour tenderloin.

Ji Ziming always made some meat on the phone, so she had to prepare it in advance.

So the ingredients are ready soon.

"Young master, here are your ingredients." After preparing the ingredients, sister Yun said respectfully to Ji Ziming.

Although she is very puzzled now, the young master of their family has always been a young master who doesn't touch the spring water. Why did she suddenly put forward such a thing as cooking today.

However, due to Ji Ziming's aura, she still dared not ask any questions.

Ji Ziming looked at the ingredients on the marble kitchen table and frowned slightly. His expression seemed to be tangled and hesitant.

Can he... Do it well?