When the food was served, everyone was not in a hurry to move their chopsticks, and collectively looked at Su Zifang.

"Boss Su said a few words?" Lu Renjie raised his head, his eyes full of sincerity.

Su Zifang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he looked at everyone's eyes, he didn't know what to say for an instant, moved a few times, and said in a daze: "It's good for everyone to eat well, and take care of it in the future." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and several old shopkeepers looked at each other more and more pleasing to Su Zi's eyes.

"Hard work Xiao Su, let's hurry up and eat it while it's hot, don't let down Boss Su's hard work. After all, Dr. Luo sat in the main seat, opened his mouth to beckon everyone to eat, and he also took it upon himself to pick up a piece of chopsticks and fish.

When the white and tender fish meat was entered, Dr. Luo only felt that a ball of tenderness melted between his lips and teeth, and he couldn't help but praise it. When he was in the imperial capital, he had eaten many delicacies from all over the world, but he rarely ate such a tender steamed sea bass.

Not only does it not have a hint of fishy smell, but it also has a strange fragrance. When you first enter your mouth, the aroma of lard is mixed with the saltiness of sea bass, and in a matter of seconds, you will be wrapped in the heat of pepper and the mellowness of green onion and ginger, and it will burst into an incomparable flavor in your mouth.

Although it is very cliché to describe the deliciousness as almost biting off his tongue, Dr. Luo still wants to say that because he really bit his tongue - very fresh fish, very new wounds, very painful feeling.

Dr. Luo opened his mouth with a smile on his face.

Wang Fugui glanced at Doctor Luo, chewed the ribs in his mouth unhurriedly, and only after spitting out the bones did he speak leisurely: "Allah has said a long time ago, don't cut the rice quickly, Nong take a look, bite the cut?"

The sweet and sour pork ribs are very good for Wang Fugui's taste buds, so that after leaving his hometown for so many years, he can still taste the taste of his hometown, although it is not very authentic, but it is much better than what he has eaten before.

The others are not as old and uncultivated as Wang Fugui, and another reason is that their mouths are stuffed with delicious food, and they have no time to speak.

As soon as Yang Mo swallowed the spring bamboo shoots in his throat, he stuffed a piece of beer duck into his mouth, and the chopsticks still held lotus root slices, and the mushroom chicken soup in the bowl rose with a strong fragrance.

"666!" Yang Mo stretched out his left hand and gestured, Su Zifang always felt that if he opened the live broadcast now, Yang Mo could brush a rocket for himself.

Shen Anyan and Ye Zheng ate relatively elegantly, but it was only relative, and the speed at which they picked up vegetables seemed to be the same as cultivating the Shadowless Hand.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Yan Junqing swallowed the ribs and stretched out his thumb to Su Zifang.

Liu Yier savored the mushroom chicken soup, and slurped.

Although as a Chaoshan person, Liu Yier can also make soup himself, but it is still much worse than the bowl in front of him. For him, drinking soup is the most important thing when eating, and everything must be finished after drinking soup.

"The credit for today's gathering is Boss Lu. Su Zifang hurriedly let Lu Ren meet, "Don't just thank me, but also thank Boss Lu." ”

"That's it, my boss Lu has been busy losing weight these days. Mu Lu put down the rice and said calmly.

Everyone burst into a burst of good-natured laughter when they heard Mu Lu's words, if Lu Renjie's body shape is busy and thin, then half of the people present must be malnourished.

"Thank you, Boss Lu, for saving up. ”

"I didn't find that Boss Lu's cooking skills were so good, so I just opened a restaurant with Boss Su. ”

"Boss Lu has a heart. ”

"Eat, eat. Lu Renjie smiled and beckoned everyone to hurry up to eat, without responding to additional ridicule.

Su Zifang looked at Lu Renjie and clearly felt a little lonely in his eyes, but now that there were many people, he didn't ask in detail.

After all, Lu Renjie's knife work and cooking water products are definitely not just the single dishes mentioned by Mu Lu, I am afraid there are many stories hidden.

There were plenty of dishes on the table, but with the unremitting efforts of everyone, it was still a disc in less than an hour.

Not to mention that the mushroom chicken soup is clean, and even the sweet and sour pork ribs have been scraped by Mu Lu with rice, so bright that Su Zifang even suspects that he doesn't need to wash the dishes.

Everyone sat and chatted for a while, avoiding the hottest period of noon before leaving. After all, after congratulating Su Zifang on the opening of his new store, it will still be open for business in the afternoon.

Su Zifang took all the tableware back to the kitchen, and when he came back, he saw Lu Renjie sitting at the table still motionless.

He didn't speak, but Lu Renjie opened his mouth first: "Boss Su, you say, am I not suitable to be a chef?"

Su Zifang: (・.) ・||) Who am I, where am I, what should I say?

Lu Renjie didn't care about Su Zifang's stunned appearance, and continued to talk to himself: "Actually, back then, like you, I was also a chef, and I also won the third place in the school knife competition. ”

Lu Renjie spread out his hands, Su Zifang looked at his tiger mouth and first knuckle, and sure enough, there were a lot of calluses and wounds.

"Then why didn't Boss Lu do this business?"

"Because...... Because I can't cook well. Lu Renjie said this sentence with some embarrassment, and buried his head, a little like a low-profile version of Lin Xue.

Lu Renjie said intermittently, Su Zi put it aside and scattered, and finally pieced the story together.

Lu Renjie was a day student when he was young, and he liked a girl who lived in the school.

The food in the cafeteria is not to the taste of girls, and every time I chat with Lu Renjie, I will complain that the tomato scrambled eggs in the kitchen are dry and sour, which is not delicious at all, so Lu Renjie practiced his cooking skills hard and wanted to make a perfect tomato scrambled egg for the girl.

It may be that Lu Renjie is young and ignorant, and he always feels that if he loves someone, he should do it himself, and he never thought of taking a copy out of the girl from the popular fried shop next to his home.

Even Su Zifang felt that in Lu Renjie's thoughts, this was no longer simply cooking for female classmates. It's a scene of a family of three, or a family of four eating together.

It's a pity that life really doesn't pay off.

The young Boss Lu riveted himself energetically, and after three months of self-study, he only learned the handsome posture of beating eggs with one hand and the smooth turning of the pot and the spoon.

As for scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

Su Zifang knew very well what level the dishes that even the chef himself hated. It was a poison in the hands of demons, a being darker than darkness, a biochemical weapon that could not even be named.

Later, the girl was admitted to the university, and Lu Renjie also entered the chef school as he wished, and they both have a bright future.

"I really don't understand, why I just can't stir-fry?" Lu Renjie held his head and asked from his soul.

"This ......" Su Zifang suddenly didn't know how to answer this question.

He could say, "Boss Lu, you're doing a good job now." "It's a fact.

It can also be said that "it's gone, it's all gone." It's not useful, but it's a comforting all-purpose phrase.

However, these are not the answers Lu Renjie wants, his answer is a heart knot, the tomato scrambled eggs that can never be made in memory.

"Ding. ”

A dialog box pops up suddenly.

[Mission: Complete the perfect tomato scrambled eggs in Lu Renjie's mind (grade B or above), and be rewarded with a random recipe.] 】*

[If you are young and do not feel inferior, and know what is precious, those beautiful dreams are not given to you, I will be ashamed for my life. 】

Su Zifang: w(°_°)w

What kind of fairy system is this? Although the mission description is extremely close to the title, what is the situation of copying lyrics!

But after thinking about it, Su Zifang still felt that he should respond to Lu Renjie: "Perhaps, it's because of guilt." ”

Hearing Su Zifang's words, Lu Renjie raised his head.

"Guilty?"

"Probably, right?"

"If ......"

Lu Renjie looked out the door, and his eyes were a little more sparkling.