I really want to be a cook

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"That's right. It looks like I haven't lost my skills. I think I learned it for half an hour back then."

Jiang Ping nodded in satisfaction, put down the scissors, and asked:

"All done?"

"Ah."

Qiu Daoyu nodded and said:

"I see Miss Tie seems very angry."

Jiang Ping was silent for a while, then sighed:

"Actually, I don't want to take advantage of her either, but it's best for her to come forward.

The old man is now in the honeymoon period with me, and I don't want to offend him because of such a small person.

It's just that when I think of someone cheating on me behind my back, and I won't retaliate back, I feel sick in my heart.

But as the saying goes, if the husband has something to do, the wife will do the work.

Big deal, I'll sell some of my lust tonight and spend more time with her.

Bah, I almost taught the child badly, but I was actually discussing martial arts practice with her very seriously.

As a husband-in-law, I also broke my heart for my daughter-in-law. "

It sounded okay in the front, but it started to be serious when it got to the back, which is the son's usual speaking style.

Qiu Daoyu skillfully ignored the second half of the words, then found a step and sat down on his own, then took out a carving knife from his arms, picked up a fist-sized stone on the ground, and started carving.

These two years have not been wasted by him.

This is not.

He has successfully advanced from a carpenter to a mason.

And his self-realized gifted martial arts "Spiritual Knife" has also stepped into a new realm. It is very mysterious, but it has not shown much use so far.

According to Qiu Daoyu's explanation, it just feels faster to use the knife, and there is a smooth feeling that the knife moves with the heart.

As for the realm of martial arts practice, he hasn't improved much.

To be able to break through step by step from a six-meridian grandmaster with greatly damaged skills to a grand master in just a few years has exhausted his accumulation of more than 20 years.

In the past two years, he has been consolidating and adjusting more.

And in the future, if he wants to achieve the speed of progress as fast as before, unless someone assists him.

The best candidate is of course my son.

His strength as a master of medicinal food is not in vain.

However, for Grandmasters, a spiritual medicinal diet is of great use to them, but for Great Grandmasters, it is rather useless.

It cannot be said that it is useless, but the use is very small, and it has to be accumulated over time.

And how dare Qiu Daoyu let the young master work hard for him every day.

Of course, the main reason is that he is a little desperate.

With the young master's lazy temperament, he is not even willing to make a medicinal meal for himself, how could he dare to ask the young master to work for him.

That is to say, occasionally, when the young master is in a good mood, or when he has something to ask for from his father-in-law, he will make two spiritual meals.

He took a sip of soup along the way, just enjoying his food.

But judging by the current situation, the next soup day is not far away.

After all, Tie Ao's wrath was predictable.

Qiu Daoyu turned his thoughts, quickly eliminated distracting thoughts, and devoted himself to the carving. After a while, the gravel in his hand gradually took shape, turning into a magnificent eagle.

It is the true meaning of Tie Ao's martial arts!

Being in the Tie Mansion, how could he not seize the opportunity to ask Mr. Tie for advice.

Even if he is embarrassed, but his son has never been embarrassed.

As for the things that can increase the combat power of his personal bodyguards, Jiang Ping has never been hesitant to smile a little.

What's more, the family doesn't speak two languages, and he also helps his daughter to practice.

……

Sunset West Mountain.

Tie Ao ended his day's heavy affairs early, got into the carriage, and returned to Tiefu.

Originally, according to his living and working habits, the Tiefu was actually more like a flower shelf, a decoration, and a home in name.

Because he would stay with the Shenhunsi for nine out of ten days, and the days when he returned home were rare.

Especially during the few years when his daughter went to Nanyue County, his board and lodging were all in the Shenzhusi, and he never came back.

But since Jiang Ping came back with his daughter, Tie Ao came back very diligently.

Every day when I get off work, I rush back, rain or shine.

What?Still working overtime?

Get the hell out of my way!

How far away that is.

He has cultivated so many outstanding apprentices, but he didn't let them have nothing to do.

As long as there is no bombing in the capital, no one can disturb him during off-duty time, otherwise he will bomb the person who dares to disturb him every minute.

As for why you have to come back so diligently?

Because he wanted to compete with a brat for his daughter's love.

I remembered that my daughter had never cooked for herself.

But now, every meal has three dishes and one soup, plus desserts and snacks, which are meticulously prepared, and the dishes are changed every day.

Ma De, people are going to die of acid.

But it's fine.

Even if the food was not prepared by his daughter, it did not prevent him from enjoying her daughter's cooking.

Does he have to look at someone's face when he eats a meal cooked by his own daughter?

In the Tie family, I, Tie, still have some weight in what someone says.

Tie Ao thought with great confidence.

It's just why the atmosphere in the mansion feels wrong today?

Tie Ao couldn't help but think of the report of his female apprentice and assistant. Early this morning, her daughter called her four senior brothers over.

In this regard, he just smiled and waved his hands, saying let her go.

The daughter who is now a family is not the wild girl who led someone to set fire to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, and she still does things quite appropriately.

And a few of his disciples will not follow her around.

Well, yes, it will be his 65th birthday soon.

Could it be that the daughter secretly prepared a surprise for herself when she found her senior brothers?

It seems that the daughter has grown a lot in the past two years, and finally she is sensible and knows how to honor her father.

Tie Ao couldn't help but smile in relief.

Feeling comforted by Lao Huai, he walked happily into the gate of the Iron Mansion, and then saw the anxiously waiting Housekeeper Dai coming forward with a solemn expression:

"Master, you are back."

"what happened?"

Tie Ao is in a good mood at the moment because of the mental supplement just now.

As for the solemn expression, whoever saw him was not serious.

Well, except for some jerk kid.

"Uncle is back."

Steward Dai made a statement first.

When he heard Jiang Ping's news, Tie Ao's face instantly turned down, and he reluctantly uttered a word:

"Oh."

Then Steward Dai said the second sentence:

"I don't know what the uncle said to the lady, but this morning the lady called back Master Leng, Master Duan, Master Cheng and Master Zhu in annoyance.

Then……"

Butler Dai took a sneak peek at the old man whose face was getting serious, and continued:

"Then in the afternoon, Miss arrested Master Biao, and now he is locked in the ancestral hall, waiting for you, Master."

"I see."

Tie Ao was expressionless at first, and then ordered:

"Go ahead, I won't see any visitors today, and anyone who comes will be blocked from the door."

After that, he strode towards the ancestral hall.

Good girl, that's my eldest sister's only bloodline, so be gentle!

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The ancestral hall of the Iron Mansion.

It is said to be the ancestral hall of the Tie family, but in fact, few of the tablets placed on it have the surname of Tie, on the contrary, most of them have different surnames.

Because strictly speaking, the Tie Family Ancestral Hall is another family.

And this is just a shrine set up by Tie Ao privately, and most of the people enshrined here are his old subordinates and brothers who followed him in the God Detective Division.

As the saying goes, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will die.

For Tie Ao to have such a powerful status today, there are not a few people who buried his bones.

In addition to providing them with a large pension, he will also set up a memorial tablet for them, and offer incense to them during festivals, which can also be regarded as a token of his heart.

Even many of his disciples are the children of his sacrificed old subordinates.

Every time Tie Ao encountered something bad, he would come here to stay quietly for a while.

So this place can be regarded as a small forbidden area in the Iron Mansion.

In the entire Iron Mansion, apart from Tie Ao, only Tie Guanyin could come in and have a look.

It got dark.

Candles were lit in the shrine, but the flames were not bright, and even a little gloomy.

A middle-aged man who was tied up was kneeling in front of many tablets. His face was pale, his eyes were cloudy, and he had two deep bags under his eyes. He looked like a master of time management.

Both sides of his mouth were swollen, but even so, he cursed under his breath, and his eyes gleamed with malice.

Tie Guanyin was dressed in a white vest, with long hair tied up in a bun, exposing a smooth forehead, and looked very capable.

There is also a long and narrow knife at her waist.

This is the long knife made by the God Detective Division - Yanling Sword.

She just used this knife to draw two big mouths.

Her four senior brothers, also known as the "Four Gods" in Shangjing City, lined up on both sides, with their hands behind their backs, and their eyes were so indifferent that the middle-aged men on the ground dared not look directly at them.

As for the only person sitting there was a young man in white.

He was reclining on a grand master's chair, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly, only a pair of white and slender palms looming under the flickering candlelight, full of strange smell.

This person is naturally Jiang Ping.

The air was silent and no one spoke.