At the Shiwei Restaurant, Nan Song set up a table and specially invited Shu Ying and the priest to have a meal with Barrister Cheng Xian.

Cheng Dazhuang was particular about presentation. Originally, Nan Song planned to set up a table at the Junzhang Hotel, and all the private rooms were reserved. Cheng Xian then said, "I'm not going to Junzhang, just the food. I'm greedy for your craftsmanship."

Nan Song smiled and asked good-naturedly, "What does Brother Cheng want to eat?"

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had delicious lion head.”

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you."

This afternoon, Nan Song finished his work schedule early, and rarely went to the kitchen when it was time to eat.

Ding Mingyang, who was preparing the dishes, saw Nan Song walking into the kitchen, put on his chef's hat, and said in surprise: "Uncle Master, do you want to cook by yourself?"

"Um."

Nan Song responded lightly, "I have an important friend who wants to eat a lion's head. I'll make one."

"Let me help you."

Nan Song said: "You are busy with your business. Didn't you accept a young apprentice a while ago? Let him come over and help me."

"Okay." Ding Mingyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said hurriedly: "He has training today and is a little late. He will be here in a while. Please wait a moment."

As he said this, he was already busy calling his apprentice. He was very anxious. This little brat must not miss this rare learning opportunity!

As soon as the call was dialed, a clear voice came in, "Master, I'm here!"

Came just in time!

Ding Mingyang showed a comfortable smile, patted his apprentice on the shoulder, and said: "Come here quickly, I have met your master, my uncle, your great uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Taishi!" The young apprentice bowed ninety degrees and saluted.

Nan Song just opened the closet and took out his chef uniform. When he turned around, he saw a tall and thin boy standing in front of him. Different from the white jersey that day, today he was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans.

Indescribably refreshing and clean.

The young man just stood up straight and was stunned when he saw Nan Song. He subconsciously raised his hand, "Hey, beautiful sister!"

Ding Mingyang knocked off his apprentice's hand and shouted: "No matter how big or small, this is your uncle!"

Then he quickly bowed and apologized to Nan Song, "Children don't understand the rules. Master, please forgive me."

He was afraid that Nan Song would dislike his incompetent apprentice and refuse to teach him.

Seeing that the boy was still stunned, Ding Mingyang kicked him lightly and said, "You brat, you don't have any eyesight at all. Hurry up and put down your schoolbag and wait for your uncle to change!"

Only then did the young man react belatedly. He hurriedly put down his schoolbag, came back and took the clothes in Nan Song's hand, opened them, and looked at Nan Song, but he felt like he had no idea what to do...

He looked towards Ding Mingyang for help, "Master, how are you wearing this?"

Ding Mingyang glared, this bastard disciple is usually very clever, but why is he so stupid today? He really missed the mark at the critical moment.

He suppressed his anger and said, "Wear whatever you want and serve me how you usually serve me, just how you serve your Grand Master Uncle!"

That's what he said, but...he has never worn clothes for girls.

Nan Song looked at the helpless young man, whose face and neck were as red as a shrimp. He was a bit dumbfounded, "Okay, I'll do it myself."

The young man wanted to hand the clothes to Nan Song in an obedient manner, but when he looked at his master, whose eyes almost popped out, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, met Nan Song's eyes, and said with a grunt: "Uncle Grand Master, I will serve you."

, to serve you.”
Chapter completed!