The Apocalypse’s Great Merchant

Bai Ling panicked as soon as he heard the footsteps: “Is there someone coming outside?”

Lancome doesn’t care at all: “Don’t care, you should pad your stomach first.” Then he gave Bai Ling a large bag of toast.

Bai Ling was really hungry. When he saw the bread, his eyes were almost green. He ripped open the package and grabbed the bread and stuffed it into his mouth. It was like a refugee who had been hungry for many days.

Lancome saw that she was fine, she was going to the kitchen to serve the dishes, but she heard someone ringing the doorbell outside, and there was a young woman’s voice: “Bai Ling! Bai Ling, are you there? Open the door, I am Chen Wen!”

Lancome’s face suddenly changed. She guessed many kinds of possibilities, but she did not expect that the outside people actually came to find Bai Ling!

Bai Ling, who was gorging, also heard this and was dumbfounded on the spot. When she noticed Lancome’s gaze, she immediately said: “She is my high school classmate, we have not contacted for a long time.”

“Then don’t worry, anyway, if you are not at home now, you shouldn’t hear it.” Lancome said casually, it was an accident to take Bai Ling, and she didn’t want to find any trouble for herself.

Bai Ling nodded and did not oppose Lancome’s decision. She is not really stupid, how can she not see Chen Wen’s disdain for her? Since it has long been a stranger, why should I come back to her now?

Smirkingly hooked the corners of the mouth, Bai Ling continued to gorge, and turned a deaf ear to the outside voice.

Chen Wen is anxious. She clearly remembers that Bai Ling is a house girl. She always likes to stay at home and rarely go out. How can anyone? Did you deliberately not open the door for her?

She instinctively looked at Tang Jingtian, seeing his face ugly, a heart is constantly sinking. No, she must let Bai Ling open the door! Only in this way can we prove her value!

“Lingling, you open the door soon, I know you are inside.” Chen Wen kept pressing the doorbell. “Lingling, I am your high school classmate Chen Wen, you won’t forget me?”

Tang Jingtian began to be dissatisfied: “Your classmate really lives here? How has nobody been opening the door?”

Chen Wen’s heart was up and down, but she said with a good mouth: “She is a painter. She always goes upside down day and night. It’s estimated that she is sleeping, I will try again.”

“No need!” Tang Jingtian gave her a sigh of relief and said to the bodyguard Zhang Shan, “Look at the opposite person.”

Zhang Shan nodded and walked over and rang the Lancome’s doorbell: “Someone? Trouble opening the door.”

Bai Ling heard Zhang Shan’s voice and began to panic again: “What should Lan Lan do? Chen Wen should not come alone, or let me go out, lest they should find you trouble.”

“No, I know people outside.” Lancome’s face is weird. She really didn’t expect that she would meet Tang Jingtian in this place!

When she was alive, she ate a lot of hardships and met Tang Jingtian. At that time, she had awakened her abilities, and her sense of smell and taste felt strengthened. After Tang Jingtian knew it, he took the initiative to take her, and passed on the recipes of Lan Jiazu.

At first, she didn’t know the purpose of Tang Jingtian. She was very touched. Later, she learned that Tang Jingtian took her in, and even spread her recipes in order to let her make the best food, so as to win the rise of the strong.

It is ironic to think of this Lancome. The recipes of Lanjiazu were originally passed on to her, but they were occupied by the hypocrite of Tang Jingtian and refused to pass it on to her. However, Tang Qi and Tang Qiong, who were born by Chu Jia, made Tang Jingtian an abnormal heart, and even tried their best to let them learn the dishes.

Unfortunately, Tang Qi did not inherit Tang Jingtian’s talent in cooking, and it was a terrible kitchen killer. Let her cook, she can blow up the kitchen!

Tang Qiong inherited Tang Jingtian’s talent in cooking, but unfortunately he was used to being used to being a child. He always disliked the smell of fumes in the kitchen, and never entered the kitchen unless necessary.

Tang Jingtian and Chu Jia tried their best to occupy the recipes of Lanjiazu. In the end, Tang Jingtian had to teach Lancome cooking, and the recipe finally fell on Lancome.

Unfortunately, these are already things of the past, and the recipes of this world are still in the hands of Tang Jingtian.

Lancome blinked, although the contents of the recipes were all in her mind, but after all, it was the Lanjia ancestral thing. How can it keep it in the hands of the Tang dynasty?

After reborn, she has never had the chance to take back the recipe, now…

Thinking of this, Lancome walked quickly to the entrance and opened the seam with the security door: “Is there something?”

Although Zhang Shan is the bodyguard of Tang Jingtian, but does not know Lancome, she saw her: “Our boss’s car is stuck on the road, can we let us go in? We can give money.”

Lancome looked at him ridiculously: “Yes? How much can you give me?”

This Zhangshan couldn’t decide, and had no choice but to look at Tang Jingtian. Tang Jingtian was irritated, and when he heard Lancome’s words, he said, “How much do you want? Is 10,000 enough?”

At this time, Lancome only revealed half of her face, and Tang Jingtian did not recognize her at all.

Lancome feels funny, Tang Jingtian is her biological father ~www.mtlnovel.com~ even her own daughter can not recognize it!

“Tang boss is so big and powerful.” Lancome looked at Tang Jingtian with sarcasm. “Is it 10,000? Are you going to send a flower?”

When this is said, everyone’s face becomes hard to look. Tang Jingtian felt that something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Lancome. After a moment, his face changed suddenly: “You…you are Lancome? How are you here?”

Lancome seems to laugh and laugh, not answering questions: “Why, finally recognized?”

When Tang Jingyi saw her, she couldn’t help but think of Zhou Yaozu, who was still talking to him not long ago. He suddenly wanted to vomit blood: “You are a filial daughter! I am your father! Open the door and let us in!”

Others did not know who Lancome was. I wondered if there was any improper relationship between Tang Jingtian and her. The words “father” were all dumbfounded.

Father? This person is the daughter of the boss?

Lan Lan looked at Tang Jingtian’s arrogant face and wanted to vomit. He wanted to directly slam the door on his face, and thought of the recipes of the Lan family ancestors.

But so that Tang Jingtian entered the house, she was not reconciled, so Lancome hesitated and thought of a compromise.

“This is the key to the door. Take it.” Lancome threw the key in his hand and shook the security door with a bang.

This time, no matter how Tang Jingtian clicks the doorbell, she will not open.

“Lan Lan! You…you are not a filial daughter! You want to mad at me?” Tang Jing weather has been blushing, his eyes screaming at the security door, can not wait to use his eyes to burn a hole in the door.

The bodyguard Zhang Shan hesitated and picked up the key on the ground: “Boss, or advanced house.”

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