Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 167 - 167 167 Pig's trotters and pig's face in a dream (3)_1

Chapter 167: Chapter 167 Pig’s trotters and pig’s face in a dream (3)_1 Chapter 167: Chapter 167 Pig’s trotters and pig’s face in a dream (3)_1 “Hey!

Speak up, what do you want with me?” Seeing that he hadn’t said anything for a long time, Lin Yuan waved her small hand in front of Xia Zheng’s eyes, fearing her light pat had actually turned him stupid: “What’s wrong with you?

Speak up!”

Pushing aside the small hand waving in front of him, Xia Zheng, who had come back to his senses, blushed slightly and turned his head away, coughing twice before huffing, “Humph, it’s all because of you!

You actually tricked me into believing that pomegranates and apples could be grafted together to produce a ‘fruit pomegranate’!

It caused me to lose sleep all night, and I was severely mocked by that stinky old man!

No, this won’t do, you have to compensate me!

Look, look, my eyes are all darkened!

You’ve completely ruined my image, you stinky girl, you need to make it up to me properly!”

Pointing at his bright, spirited eyes, Xia Zheng put on a look of being wronged, leaving Lin Yuan almost speechless.

Actually, she had already asked Liuzi to inform Xia Zheng about this matter yesterday at noon.

She had prepared herself for the Little Tyrant to come questioning her, but since he hadn’t shown up all afternoon, she thought he might have finally changed his nature and decided not to lower himself to her level.

Unexpectedly, he still showed up early the next morning.

It wasn’t Xia Zheng’s fault either, as he had only learned of it this morning.

After going back home yesterday at noon, Liuzi was deliberately sent out for the entire afternoon by Lao Fan, the poor kid didn’t even step into the door of Fuman Building and ran his legs off for nothing in Zhuma Town.

When he finally managed to return in the evening and wanted to inform the Young Master of Lin Yuan’s request, he was called away by the Boss to fan him.

It was early autumn by then, and it wasn’t that hot at all.

Liuzi looked at the Boss covered in quilts enjoying his fanned breeze with a bitter face, and only in the early morning of the next day, when Xia Zheng stormed in furiously again, seeking medicinal herbs from the Boss to treat his apple tree, which was damaged beyond repair, did the Boss, with a smile brimming with meaning, let Liuzi convey Lin Yuan’s message.

Unexpectedly, the Young Master was greatly shocked, and coupled with Lao Fan’s sarcastic ridicule, Xia Zheng finally drove his own carriage out of the city and headed straight for the Lin family residence.

The soldiers guarding the city gates were puzzled, wondering why someone was rushing out just as the city gates opened.

Of course, these were things Lin Yuan naturally knew nothing about.

She pursed her lips, knowing she was in the wrong this time, and without arguing, shrugged and said, “Boss, if you want me to compensate you, I certainly won’t shirk.

But could you please not stick your face so close to mine?

You don’t even have any eyeliner on, let alone dark circles!

You, as always, are as handsome and elegant as ever, the young ladies chasing after you would still form a long line.

It wouldn’t just stretch to Zhuma Town, but I’m afraid it would reach all the way to the borders of the Dayong Dynasty!”

As Xia Zheng listened to her obviously insincere words, he placed his hands on his hips and slumped back into the chair: “Don’t try to butter me up with flattery, I’m not leaving!

Kick me out, and I still won’t go!”

Lin Yuan was at a loss with his shameless behavior.

She couldn’t possibly chase him off with a kitchen knife, after all, he was her customer, and she was also in the wrong here.

Spreading her hands, Lin Yuan pressed her forehead and said, “Fine, stay at my place for a day then.

I’ll make you some nice food.”

Who knew Xia Zheng would actually stretch out a finger and wag it: “Wrong, not just one day!

I’ll stay until I’m pleased!”

“What gives you the right?” Lin Yuan was getting annoyed.

Xia Zheng lifted his face with a smile asking for trouble, the familiar mischievous grin from his dreams reappearing: “When you were writing that IOU, it was agreed that the debt would be repaid with your cooking.

You didn’t specify how many dishes, so, I have to stay until I’m satisfied.

Hey, don’t you think of grabbing a kitchen knife to chase me out, I have witnesses.

Your two younger sisters heard everything.”

Lin Wei looked over weakly at her elder sister, not sure whether to nod or shake her head.

Lin Yuan completely collapsed, knowing she got played by this guy; he was just waiting here for her!

It’s easy to invite a deity, but difficult to send one away, and she really couldn’t budge Xia Zheng, this great deity.