Chapter 6 — Mom Divided 8,200,000 Yuan To My Sister, Gave Me 50 Yuan, Unexpectedly Even The Judge Was Mine

Mr. Luong did not bother to pay attention to her. In the room, everyone's eyes were on me. Tham Nguyet immediately rushed forward, blocking the kitchen door.

"Don't go in."

"Today is my tasting session."

I looked at her.

"What are you afraid of?"

She gritted her teeth.

"I'm afraid you'll ruin my party."

To Duong clapped his hands.

"Do you still need to crash this party?"

"It's crushed under the table."

La Thanh stood up. The smile on his face carried a clear expression of oppression.

"Let her do it."

"If it's done well, my cooperation contract will still be signed today."

"If nothing works..."

"Miss Tham, I'm afraid your house's Tham Ky sign has to be said in a different way."

Hearing the word "cooperation", Tham Nguyet's face changed continuously. In the end, she still had to step aside.

"Let's do it."

"If you screw up, you have to apologize to me in front of everyone."

"Saying that you stole your grandfather's skills and pretended to be good."

I tied the spare apron from the kitchen around me. The kitchen today is even messier than yesterday. Duck handling is not clean. Ginger is minced. There was still a strong bitter smell in the pot of stock. I threw away the broken pot of soup. Wash the pot again and boil new water. The chef stood next to watch. At first, he crossed his arms across his chest. A moment later. His hands slowly dropped. Mr. Luong sat in the outer room. Don't push any questions. Forty-five minutes later. The bowl of soup is brought to the table. Mr. Luong opened the lid. Heat immediately rose up. He took the first sip without saying anything. On to the second sip. The back of his hand gently tapped the table surface twice.

"It's exactly this one."

Auntie Hai immediately scooped a bowl. As soon as she tasted it, her eyes lit up.

"Right right right."

"When dad was still alive, it was this taste."

Uncle Ba picked up a piece of radish.

"How can this radish be so sweet?"

"The pot just now was both bitter and sick."

To Duong turned to look at Tham Nguyet.

"Chef, can you explain a bit?"

Tham Nguyet's face was sometimes white and sometimes red. Trieu Que Phan immediately spoke up to put out the fire:

"Sisters of the same family, everyone does the same thing."

"Nem Niem knowing how to cook is also a blessing to our Tham family."

I took off my apron.

"Mom didn't say that just now."

La Thanh clapped his hands a few times.

"Really interesting."

"Miss Tham, your sister is not as good as you."

Tham Nguyet immediately panicked.

"Boss La, don't listen to him."

"It's just a temporary effect."

"This type of dish cannot be opened in a large restaurant."

La Thanh smiled and pushed a contract in front of me.

"Then let her do it."

"Miss Tham Niem, please sign with me."

"I still invest in Tham Ky brand."

"The money will be given to you."

Trieu Que Phan's eyes immediately lit up.

"Nien Niem, sign quickly."

"Boss La is very sincere."

Tham Nguyet shouted:

"That's my money."

"It's my shop!"

Chu Kien Dan pulled her back.

"Don't argue too quickly."

"Everyone who signs is the same."

"Money coming into the house is fine."

I picked up the contract and glanced at it. It's clearly written on it. All of Tham Ky's signature dish recipes will be unconditionally delivered to La Thanh. Business rights belong to La Thanh. The Tham family only receives a fixed share. I put the contract back on the table.

"Don't sign."

La Thanh's face immediately darkened.

"Look carefully and then speak."

"Look closely."

"Girl, don't drink when you're invited, if you don't drink, you'll have to drink as punishment."

Mr. Luong touched the tip of his stick to the ground female.

"La Thanh."

"You dare to threaten people in front of me?"

La Thanh smiled on the outside but did not laugh on the inside.

"Mr. Luong, I respect you."

"But business is still business."

Mr. Luong said coldly:

"Appropriating someone else's ancestral skills is also called doing business?"

La Thanh stood up.

"Today's meal, I was very embarrassed."

"If the Tham family wants to cooperate, then find someone who can decide to come to me."

"Before noon tomorrow, I want answers."

He pointed to the contract on the table.

"By tomorrow."

"Even if the compensation money arrives in your account, it will be useless."

"The location of the new store in the old town is not available to anyone who wants it."

Tham Nguyet immediately chased after him.

"Boss La, don't rush."

"We will definitely sign."

Trieu Que Phan glared at me.

"What do you want to do anyway?"

"Such a good opportunity, why don't you sign?"

"Mom, didn't you read the contract?"

"I don't understand those things."

"Boss La has money, that's fine."

To Duong was so angry that he burst out laughing.

"This guy with money wants to eat all your bones."

Zhou Jianmin rolled up the contract.

"Bring it back and find someone to look at."

"Tham Niem, tomorrow you come with us to boss La's restaurant."

"I'm not going."

He took a step closer.

"If you don't go."

"I'll make a big deal out of you hiding your grandfather's menu."

"Let the whole old town know."

"You stole something from the Tham family."

Mr. Luong stood up.

"She didn't steal."

Chu Kien Dan looked over.

"Old man, who are you?"

Mr. Luong took out an old photo. Place on the table. My grandfather when he was young stood by the stove. Next to him is Mr. Luong. On the back of the photo is a line of text. Mr. Tham, pass the menu to Niem Niem. Others are not allowed to plunder. Trieu Que Phan immediately reached out and wanted to grab it. Mr. Luong quickly took the photo back.

"This is a letter written by your father himself."

Trieu Que Phan's face immediately became extremely unsightly.