Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 235 - 0235 has a pretty face_1

Chapter 235: 0235 has a pretty face_1

It could also be said that he came for Ellen Young’s cooking skills.

Back when he watched the live broadcast, Cecil Jack was already drooling.

"I’ve known you for so long, yet I never knew you could cook!"

With a hint of slight indignation, Cecil Jack said, "You girl, you really know how to keep secrets."

"Keep secrets?"

Ellen Young chuckled lightly, "Back then, I was busy with experiments every day, how could I have the leisure to cook for myself."

Cooking wasn’t particularly dangerous, but there was always the possibility of getting hurt; no assistant would let her do such things.

"I learned from my grandpa, who was a chef with pretty good skills, and I picked up a bit from him."

Ellen Young’s grandfather was also a legend, an old soldier who had come off the battlefield and spent a lifetime in this nameless village, remained unmarried his whole life, and took Ellen as his granddaughter.

It’s not clear whether to say that it was Ellen’s grandpa’s later-life fortune or Ellen’s own good luck.

"It’s a pity your grandpa didn’t live to see more..."

After all, he was old and passed away too soon.

He didn’t have the chance to witness the greater achievements Ellen would make later on.

However, at least he saw the beginning of Ellen’s emergence.

Cecil Jack sighed in reflection.

As such, none of these people had ever met Ellen’s grandpa.

Nowadays, when Ellen thinks of her grandpa, she can accept it with equanimity, simply saying softly, "Life and death are predestined."

Her grandpa was old, and she had long been aware that such a day would come.

The country had done its best to take care of him, but even so, one cannot defy the natural order.

Cecil nodded, "Let’s not talk about this, today I really want to taste your cooking."

Just watching through the live broadcast camera, Ellen indeed knew how to cook; Cecil could almost smell the fragrance wafting through the screen, even though he couldn’t actually smell it.

Being constantly engrossed in experiments, he wasn’t too fussy about food, but he still wanted to know how good Ellen’s cooking was.

Of course, Ellen agreed to cook dinner for Cecil Jack.

While she was cooking, Cecil wandered around Haran Village with nothing better to do.

Having a background in agriculture, he was not as versed in major development projects, but seeing the busy construction scene in the distance, his gaze naturally shifted to the only villa in the village.

It was really too ostentatious.

Ordinary people might just build a villa, but Ruffy Smith’s villa was entirely designed in a minimalist, cold style with simple white as the main color scheme.

There was a swimming pool built outside, and the poolside steps were partitioned by square marble blocks; the front door was made of transparent glass, as if one could directly see into the villa.

When Cecil wandered into the village, he happened to see Ruffy Smith sitting by the pool, spread out with a book in hand.

When Cecil saw Ruffy, Ruffy also looked up, his eyes carrying a playful expression.

Cecil was a serious man and did not take kindly to Ruffy’s frivolous style. He thought to himself, is this person really from the Smith Family?

He’s certainly got looks that are second to none.

Cecil had no intention of greeting Ruffy, given that the two were clearly not acquainted on the surface.

As Cecil wandered around the village, he greeted the villagers.

Most of them did not recognize Cecil, and with the program crew arriving these past few days, they thought he was part of that crew, just a kind-hearted middle-aged man. Seeing him greeting them, everyone warmly responded without showing any other excitement.

Cecil didn’t mind and thought that the people of Haran Village were quite honest and generous.