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"Tell him not to come near my courtyard!" Leng Xiangshan handed the spatula to Xiangxiang and walked out of the kitchen.
Xiangxiang knew his master had agreed, happily putting away the silver note, and said to Fu Shu, "Add some firewood to the stove."
This silver note worth thousands of taels was enough for the master and apprentice to live off for several years, and he had guessed the master would make a wise decision.
Suddenly, Xiangxiang heard a gentle footstep quietly approaching the kitchen. It was only when the footsteps reached the kitchen door that Xiangxiang turned around and greeted the young man at the door with a smile: "Young Master Liang."
"Savior, why are you in the kitchen?!" Liang Qisen exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Savior, haven't you heard the saying 'A gentleman stays away from the kitchen'?"
Liang Qisen felt his heart breaking; how could his sharp and mighty savior enter the kitchen, holding a spatula too?
