Magic Chef Of Ice And Fire

MCIF Chapter 10.2

Chapter 10.2 - Pure Wind House

Nian Bing stood in the middle of the main street. He looked at the Grand Pavilion on the left and the Pure Wind House on the right. For a moment, he felt helplessly awkward. 'In the end, which one should I go to ?' In order to reach his dream, he was inclined to choose the Pure Wind House, which had a more refined style. As a child, he had been taught how to write by his father, thus, he couldn't really be pegged as a commoner. But he wasn't a scholar either, let alone a great scholar! Unfortunately, considering the lines "Convivial discussion of great scholars" and "Gathering of poets" written on the building, it seemed that his only choice was to go to the Grand Pavilion. After thinking about it, he turned around and walked to the Grand Pavilion on the left side.

At the Grand Pavilion's entrance, eight young women were receiving guests. When Nian Bing walked in front of them, they were immediately attracted by his handsome appearance. Eight pairs of beautiful eyes darted on his body. Suddenly, Nian Bing felt a bit uncomfortable. Among the girls who watched the embarrassed Nian Bing, one of them couldn't help but laugh. "Where did this country bumpkin come from? For him to be able to come this far is pretty good."

Another one opened her mouth, but her words were more sarcastic. "Right! Absolutely marvelous! I'm sure someone with different kinds of interests would like it. It's a pity that we're not a brothel!"

Everyone who came to eat at the Grand Pavilion were high-ranked nobles wearing gorgeous clothes. With one look at Nian Bing's appearance and attire, the young women at the entrance knew he wasn't nobility. These women had already learned how to gauge someone's status long ago. Naturally, they started mocking Nian Bing.

Nian Bing was furious inside, however, he hadn't come here to start an enmity, so he forcefully restrained his fury. "Excuse me! Is the Grand Pavilion hiring a cook? I can properly make side dishes." This so-called side dish mainly used cut vegetables. After being mixed with all kinds of other ingredients in preparation for the main kitchen, it would then be processed by the main kitchen's cooking methods, thus becoming a dish.

The first young woman smiled. "Oh! It turns out you're a cook! Which cooking academy did you graduate from?"

"Cooking academy?" This was the first time Nian Bing had heard of this. Nowadays, chefs had to go to a school? He had heard his master say that the only requirement needed was the apprentice's ability.

The young woman looked at him in disdain. "You don't even know about cooking academies and yet you dare to come to the Grand Pavilion? You're still here?! Go away! This is not some place where anyone can come and go as they please!"

Just when Nian Bing was in a dilemma over what was the correct way to get hired, someone came out from the Grand Pavilion. It was a tall person in his forties. He had a fierce-looking face, giving people the impression of a fearful barbarian, and wore a purple satin chang pao. He was holding a fan in his right hand, constantly beating it on the palm of his left hand. Unexpectedly, the fan was very big and measured 45.5 cm. From the way he hit with the fan, it looked heavy and it didn't seem to be made of wood. He was about to leave when his eyes fell on Nian Bing. In a few steps, he was near Nian Bing and asked, "What's going here?"

Previously, the eight young women were all smiling, but when they saw the middle-aged man, they quickly stood properly at their respective places with serious expressions. The young woman who had been talking to Nian Bing said, "Third manager, this person thinks our place hires temporary workers. However, he hasn't even heard of a cooking academy. I was just about to let him go."

The middle-aged man looked arrogantly at Nian Bing and said with impatience, "Quickly get lost! Stop obstructing my view! You, poor people are only worth cleaning my shoes."