Remarried Empress – Chapter 294. Faith more important than sincerity . (2)
"Well, I don't know if you have to do that."
But when I repeatedly asked for my mother's special cake recipe, she said, "Okay," and took out the paper and wrote something on top of it.
"Come on. You just have to look at it and do it."
It was written on the paper in the order of ingredients and cooking.
"Thank you."
After repeatedly thanking my mother, I rented a cooking room made for her hobby and practiced making cakes there.
I kneaded the bread and shook the cream and mixed the milk because my arm fell out.
However, the finished cake tasted completely different from the mother's.
The same goes for two or three attempts.
Finally, I visited my mother again and asked for it.
"Mother, the cake doesn't come out well."
"Did you do what I wrote?"
"We used the same order and ingredients, but the taste is different."
"…."
"If you don't mind, could you show me a demonstration?"
I put down the recipe I received from my mother and asked.
My mother looked down at the recipe I put down with a cold look. He looked as if he would open his mouth right away and kick his tongue, saying, "You can't make this?"
However, no matter how long I waited, my mother was silent.
"Mother?"
When I couldn't wait to sing it again, my mother sighed and confessed.
"Actually, the cake was made by the chef."
What?
I was so surprised that I don't know what I heard.
Who made this? Chef?
"But this is what my mother made for me every birthday…."
"The chef made it."
I looked at my mother in embarrassment. My mother still looked cold, but she didn't make eye contact with me. Then he turned to the side and avoided looking at it altogether, and asked as if it were very logical.
"Nabi. You want to see your Majesty enjoying your own cake, don't you?"
"Yes, mother."
"Get a delicious cake and tell him you made it. That's fine."
"…."
"Think about it. Eating the tasteless food you made and eating the delicious food under the illusion that you made it. Which would you be more pleased with?"
As long as you don't get caught that it's not your skill, you can't tell if the other person made it or not. My mother smiled and patted me on the back, saying it was a secret to my father.
While Navier, shocked by the truth she first found out, was trying to get over the truth.
After leaving the West, the upper Bijari arrived in the capital of the East Empire.
Florence, the capital of the top of the Virgo, was entering the headquarters building of Bear Corporation.
"Welcome!"
The people of the business who had been contacted in advance greeted politely.
But rather than bowing politely because of the difficulty of the top of the vacancy, it seemed that they were deliberately over-greeting to let them know that they were so polite.
At least that's what Florence felt like.
"Haha, thank you for your hospitality!"
However, despite his disapproval, the Florentine leader did not show any signs of it. Rather, he raised his voice and smiled with great joy.
Normally, he would have been a little sarcastic, "Why are you doing this?" But today he had something important to do.
It was a secret errand for the empress.
In fact, the errand itself was not that difficult, but I was nervous for nothing because the person who ordered it was the empress.
"The president is waiting for the Danju in the reception room."
As I looked inside, the secretary of Chairman Bear came up and politely guided me.
When I entered the reception room, I saw the chairman of Bear Corporation waiting with the necessary documents on his desk today.
The two exchanged greetings and exchanged a few ceremonial words of blessing.
And after a while, the two discussed various issues to achieve the purpose of today's talks.
near the conclusion of the talks Chairman of Bear's Commercial Association presented his commercial bill in exchange for buying the West's special jewelry.
"Hmm…."
Florence accepted the draft and looked at the surface. It was an act of checking the authenticity.
That's how Florentine Danju usually behaved, so the chairman of Bear's Corporation only drank the beverage in front of him while feeling displeased.
However, as time went by, the differences were revealed. It was time for the president of Florence to observe the draft. It took too long than before.
"Is there a problem?"
The chairman of Bear Corporation asked irritably.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
The Florentine president thought it was right, so he quickly brought up the words ordered by the Queen of Navi.
"I hope you don't feel bad. I'm doing this because I've heard a lot of counterfeiting bills these days."
"Forge a bill? My top bill is never allowed to be forged."
"Technology's development isn't just top-notch. Bandits do it, too. Hasn't the world become really rough and crafty?"
After the Florentine president returned, Bear laughed in a fit of anger and dumbfoundedness.
What, forging a bill? Technology advancements, bandits?
"How can you talk about other people's bills like that?"
The bill was on top credit. The more counterfeit bills were made, the higher the credibility of the top went up.
Bear's promissory note was famous and officially used by the royal family of the East Empire.
Recently, Queen Rasta distributed a large-scale welfare fund with a bill issued by the Bear Corporation, and the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce had also risen.
But forge? That was very disgusting.
But he was a very cautious personality. The former empress, who had met on several promissory notes, was amazed and amazed at how much she needed to be at the top of the list. He checked anything that bothered him. even the slightest bit
"Bring all the books and bills of the last year."
Bear was closing the books late at night, but eventually couldn't shake off his nervousness and instructed his secretary.
"Here you are."
"Get me a cup of strong coffee."
The chairman hung a red light on his desk, put on his glasses, and carefully began looking at the date of issue of the bill from a year ago, the authenticity of the bill, and the users of the bill.
There was no problem. From the promissory note used by Count Reygess a year ago to the recent use of Lord Valois. No problem at all.
The largest use of the Queen Rasta….
'Hmm?'
The chairman frowned and pulled the books closer together.