Pill Maker Bullies The Boss

A Token Of His Identity

The middle-aged man instantly trembled when he saw Jungkook stand up with an expressionless face. It finally dawned on him that he had gone overboard.

This young girl did not matter, but if he offended…

The middle-aged man could not help shiver in remorse about losing his cool and quarreling with the girl.

So he hurriedly glanced at Lisa and apologized before Jungkook could say anything.

“Miss, you’re right. It’s your personal opinion. Anyway, all of us have different preferences. I’m sorry about speaking so rudely. Young Master Jeon, please forgive me.”

Lisa saw how cautious the middle-aged man appeared to be in front of Jungkook. She sighed in her heart quietly. This was all because her tongue had slipped up.

Lisa turned to pick up the ladle and took Jungkook’s bowl. She added more soup to it and said unhurriedly, “Have some more soup.”

Jungkook looked at Lisa and saw her beautiful amorous eyes blinking at him. Her languidness inexplicably eased up the awkward atmosphere.

In the end, Jungkook took the bowl from her. Lisa raised her brow satisfactorily.

Hoseok quietly retreated a step. Sure enough, pretty girls were the best. Jungkook’s fury had dissipated so quickly.

The middle-aged man’s anxiety eased up as well when he saw Jungkook’s reaction. Fortunately, the conflict did not escalate any further.

Old Mr. Yi suddenly woke up from the stupor that Lisa’s words had sent him into. The middle-aged man helped steady him. He suddenly looked at Lisa with fire in his eyes.

“Although I’ve been researching Chinese medicine for decades, I was blind. I always thought that only dishes made of expensive Chinese medicine are fit to be considered a part of real medicinal cuisine. My view is sadly outdated.”

Embarrassment filled Old Mr. Yi’s face as he said, “Young lady, thank you for waking me up to the truth.”

Then he pushed the middle-aged man’s hand away and bowed solemnly to Lisa.

The middle-aged man was petrified as he looked at Old Mr. Yi in shock after hearing his words.

How could Old Mr. Yi thank a teenage girl?

Did he lose his wits after hearing the young lady’s bold words?

Why did he suddenly look enlightened? Instead of being upset, why was he overjoyed?

Lisa was caught by surprise when the old man suddenly bowed and thanked her.

After going into a daze for two seconds, she stood up and said unhurriedly, “There’s no need to thank me. I was just sharing my opinion. Please don’t take it so seriously.”

Old Mr. Yi glanced at the bowl of soup on the table, and bitterly smiled. “I always thought that something was missing in my new creation. I tried all kinds of expensive Chinese medicine, but the humble barley never struck my mind. You’re right. The use of Chinese medicine comes purely down to science. I was too narrow-minded previously.”

He turned to look at the middle-aged man and said with a slight look of disappointment, “You should apologize to this young lady. If you couldn’t even understand something as fundamental as this, then you have spent all these years learning about medicinal cuisine in vain.”

Although the man was not considered to be Old Mr. Yi’s disciple, he was very talented in preparing medicinal cuisine.

He felt frustrated that Old Mr. Yi was scolding him and demanding an apology from him simply because of some random thing that Lisa had said.