Send Su Xinyan home.
Chen Feng drove into the sports car and hurried to the Shengji food stall.
Hum——
With a huge roar, the handsome Bugatti Veyron galloped past everyone's eyes, and stopped at the gate of Shengji food stall after a neat flick.
Zhou Ming watched Chen Feng get out of the car and couldn't help sneering, saying that this kid had gone to rent a sports car again just to pretend.
"You kid is counted here, I have a bunch of takeaways waiting for you to deliver, don't hurry up and work!" Zhou Ming rushed forward.
Chen Feng raised the corners of his mouth: "I am here to resign today."
"Resign?" Zhou Ming glanced at Bugatti Veyron and asked in surprise, "Did your kid win the lottery ticket?"
"No."
"Then you demolished?"
"Nor."
"Since neither is true, why are you resigning? You kid don't want to make money anymore?"
Chen Feng replied in a low-key manner: "Because my mother-in-law is the richest man in Rongcheng."
Zhou Ming glanced at Chen Feng with two hundred and five eyes, and raised his hand to check the temperature of his forehead: "You are burnt, right? Your mother-in-law is the richest man in Rongcheng? Then I said the world's richest man is my father!"
Hearing what Chen Feng said, a beautiful woman sitting down to eat, raised her head and looked curiously.
She has exquisite features and elegant makeup. She wears a blue and white dress, white and beautiful, just like a fairy.
Although eating the simplest food stalls, his eyes are as warm as jade, and his gestures are full of feminine temperament.
"Waiter!"
Hearing the call from the beauty, Zhou Ming immediately ran to the front and smiled and asked: "Beauty, I am the shopkeeper of the food stall. What can I do for you?"
Zhang Yuyan pointed to the dish in front of her without moving a few chopsticks, and spoke slowly.
"This sweet and sour flour is so sweet that it completely masks the vinegar taste. Is your sugar free?"
"This is sweet and sour ribs..." Zhou Ming corrected awkwardly.
"Oh, is it?" Zhang Yuyan looked at another dish, "This steamed sea bass, even the scales are not cleaned, your chef needs new glasses."
Zhou Ming did not expect that a woman who looked gentle and elegant would speak so sharply.
He wiped the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and said with a smile: "This is the negligence of our restaurant. We can give you a free order for this dish."
Zhang Yuyan refused in one sip: "It's not necessary to waive the order. There is also this bowl of tomato egg drop soup. There is no savory taste, and it is salty to death. How can people drink it?"
"Then I will get you juice, do you want Coke or coconut milk?" Zhou Ming repeatedly apologized.
"You want peach juice." Zhang Yuyan continued, "and the free bill you just said..."
"Guaranteed free!"
When Zhou Ming went to get juice for Zhang Yuyan, a black BMW stopped at the gate of Shengji food stall.
Jiang Youwei eagerly looked for it according to the address on the takeaway order, and glanced around the store. When he saw Zhang Yuyan was eating here, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
"Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect to run into you here again just after walking out of the finals!"
Zhang Yuyan smiled and nodded: "Are you here to eat too?"
Jiang Youwei shook his head: "I'm not here to eat, I'm here to find a chef!"
"Chef? Here?"
Zhang Yuyan smiled and said, "The words you were looking for came to the wrong place. I just tried the dishes here, but they didn't taste very good. I knew the dishes made by those contestants just now. I would eat more."
"The chef I'm looking for is here!"
Jiang Youwei looked at Chen Feng and grabbed his hand excitedly: "Chef, I have found you!"
Chen Feng calmly sorted out the takeaway uniform he was wearing: "I'm sorry, you admitted the wrong person."
"I'm not mistaken! You are the chef who can make the best egg fried rice in the world. I came here this time just to sincerely invite you to participate in the God of Cooking Contest!"
Zhang Yuyan laughed and said disdainfully: "Old Jiang, you are mistaken, this person is a takeaway, how could it be the chef you mentioned?"
"No, he is a chef, he is a real chef!"
Jiang Youwei recalled the deliciousness of the egg fried rice he had eaten in the morning, and two rows of tears were already moving down.
He looked at Chen Feng and said firmly: "Chef, you have to participate in the God of Cooking Contest this time. I believe you can kill other contestants in seconds!"
Zhou Ming was also dumbfounded.
He stepped forward and said, "This gentleman, you may have admitted the wrong person. This kid is part-time in my store to deliver food and is still in college. He is not the chef you are looking for."
Jiang Youwei waved his hand: "Since you all don't believe that he is a chef."
He looked at Chen Feng: "Chef, you can make another egg fried rice!"
Kindness is hard to come by.
Chen Feng had to agree, walked into the kitchen, and started cooking egg fried rice.
"The egg fried rice he made, I smell the fragrance all the way."
Patter
Just after Jiang Youwei's praise, Chen Feng shook his hand and beat an egg on the ground.
"That's it?" Zhang Yuyan sneered.
"Don't worry, I believe him, everyone who ate his egg fried rice on the spot was moved to tears."
boom--
Just after the compliment, a raging fire started in the pot.
Zhou Ming couldn't stand it anymore.
"Chen Feng, what are you doing? You are not sure of the opportunity given to you, are you going to piss me off!"
"Don't worry, the food is worth the wait. I still have a fresh memory of the bowl of egg fried rice, the golden rice, the sweet cucumber and..."
boom!
Jiang Youwei hasn't finished his praise yet, and a pot of egg fried rice has been served on the plate.
Looking at the black charcoal in front of him that could not distinguish the ingredients, he looked at Chen Feng in disbelief.
Zhang Yuyan laughed and tears came out: "Lao Jiang, is this the best egg fried rice in the world you said?"
"Impossible, this is impossible."
Jiang Youwei almost doubted life. He picked up the spoon and scooped a large spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth.
After chewing twice, his expression suddenly changed, his face was as dark as egg fried rice.
"vomit--"
Chen Feng said apologetically, "I said a long time ago that I was not the chef you were looking for, and I can't do egg fried rice. You're looking for the wrong person."
After speaking, he took off his apron and strode out of the kitchen.
"I can't read the wrong person, did he deliberately play me?" Jiang Youwei finished vomiting and took another mouthful of egg fried rice.
"vomit--"
With this bite, he was almost taken directly to the hospital.
Out of the food stall, Chen Feng got on the sports car and went straight to the villa.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I heard Su Xinyue ordering Chen Feng while eating potato chips: "Auntie is coming soon, Chen Feng, you go to the door to meet her."
"Auntie?" Chen Feng wondered.
The mother-in-law has a younger sister.
"Why are you still in a daze? Go ahead, she just sent me a message and said that she was at the door." Su Xinyue urged with her tender feet.
"No need to meet, I have come by myself!" A gentle voice sounded.
Chen Feng felt that the voice was familiar, and turned his head.
The blue and white dress fluttered with the skirt, imprinted in the eye.
The beautiful woman who was eating at the Seung Kee food stall just now is her aunt?Chen Feng looked at her in surprise.
Zhang Yuyan also looked at Chen Feng in surprise: "Why are you here for the food delivery?"