Chapter Ninety-Eight: Boss Su Asks for Leave
"I made it. Su Zi came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Xue Xinjian.
"I know, Ahn Yeon told me. Xue Xinjian replied to the news quickly, as if he was not doing anything at all.
"I made a new one, which is very different from the previous one. Send it to you. Su Zifang knew that he and Xue Xinjian couldn't tell him clearly, so he directly sent a new photo to the past.
"Huh, layered?" Xue Xinjian is worthy of being a food critic, pointing out Su Zifang's improvement in one sentence, and also seeing other changes with the pictures, "No, it seems that there is really something wrong, your cooking method has changed!"
"The last one has been sent to my grandfather, and he hasn't replied yet, you wait a minute, I'll send it now. Xue Xinjian forwarded the picture sent by Su Zifang to Xue Yi, and then explained.
When Su Zifang saw this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally began to put his mind at ease.
If even the authentic shrimp curd can't be selected for selection, it means that this dish is really lost, but Xue Yi shouldn't let himself down, right?
was thinking about it, and a message from Xue Xinjian suddenly popped up on WeChat.
"How did you do that?"
"When I was doing it normally, I suddenly thought of adding chicken, duck and eggs in case they weren't mixed together, so I changed to a new method. Su Zifang sent an explanation.
"I'm not talking about that. ”
"Image .jpg"
Probably because Xue Xinjian's internet speed was not good, after saying two sentences, he finally sent a picture.
It's a chat log, and the sender's name is a two-word note - grandpa.
Xue Xinjian: "Grandpa, this is the first shrimp rot made by Boss Su, take a look." ”
Attached below are the photos and videos sent by Shen Anyan.
Xue Yi: "Hmm. ”
Just one word, no reply.
Looking at the time, nearly two hours have passed.
The message is the latest picture.
Xue Xinjian: "Grandpa, Boss Su has remade a shrimp curd, take a look." ”
Xue Yi: "The future is terrifying!"
Xue Yi: "You ask him if he has time tomorrow, I'll wait for him in Linzhou." ”
"I mean, how the hell did you do that? Grandpa used to have a mediocre attitude towards you, but he sent a new photo and immediately invited you to meet. This kind of change may not be there even if Master Lu from the outer building comes. ”
"Because I'm more authentic. Su Zifang said modestly.
"Huh. Xue Xinjian obviously didn't believe Su Zifang, sneered, and no longer paid attention to Su Zifang.
Su Zifang asked with interest: "Tomorrow when I see your grandfather, do you want to dress more solemnly?
After a long time, Xue Xinjian replied.
"No, whatever, it's fine. ”
Three answers, six words, Su Zifang can even make up her tone in the brain.
"I'll be waiting for you at half past eight tomorrow morning. ”
Xue Xinjian's last sentence was deliberately sent three times, for fear that he would forget the time with the alarm clock.
Su Zifang smiled and took back his mobile phone and went to the lobby to find Yang Qiong: "You change the bulletin board, I'm going out tomorrow and I'll suspend business for a day, I'll tell you if there is any change, and in addition, you and Xiaoman will have a holiday tomorrow." ”
"Hey, Boss Su, is there anything you want to do?" Yang Qiong blinked, it was the first time she saw Su Zifang asking for leave, and she was a little curious.
"That's right, go to Linzhou to visit a senior. Su Zifang didn't hide it, anyway, his itinerary is not a secret.
"Mr. Xue Yi?"
What Su Zifang didn't expect was that Yang Qiong actually shouted Xue Yi's name.
"Do you know?" Su Zifang began to be shocked, is this world so small?
It seems that I have to find out if there are any series of top 100 famous chefs in China on the Internet, and I have to recognize people well, otherwise even if I go to the Huaiyang Cuisine Exchange Conference, others are very familiar with each other, and I seem too lonely by myself.
Fortunately, Yang Qiong's next sentence broke his shock.
"Recently, I made a plan, and by the way, I found it, because on the first page, I was more interested in reading a few more pages. Yang Qiong said casually, which made Su Zifang feel a little relieved. "It seems that most people are relatively normal, let's just say, how can there be star influence in the chef industry, even if it is Xue Yi, he is only famous in the chef circle. ”
"I advise Boss Su not to write it down, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble. Yang Qiong probably read Xue Yi's personal introduction again and kindly reminded him.
"Why?" Su Zifang was a little confused.
"Think about it, now is a critical period for the exchange of the Cuisine Association, so many chefs who are waiting to see Xue Yi are turned away, but you are going to the appointment in a grand manner. If there's nothing wrong with this, can you believe it?"
Su Zifang shook his head.
"What's more, you are the chef brought by Xue Xinjian, and you are a dignified person, it is inevitable that people will not think that this activity is a bit of a competition to recruit relatives. ”
......
"Recruit relatives in a martial arts competition?
Su Zifang thought about Xue Xinjian's appearance and laughed out loud.
If Xue Yi really wants to recruit relatives for Xue Xinjian, this exchange conference must be more exciting than imagined.
"And maybe there will be an affair between you and her, such as pregnancy, and getting rich. Yang Qiong counted silently with her fingers.
"Hey, Boss Su, do you want to write a novel? The protagonist is a generation of celebrity chefs, who became the son-in-law of the gourmet Xue family after crossing over, and then reached the pinnacle of life with food. ”
"Ahem!" watched as the discussion went in a strange direction.
Su Zifang coughed lightly: "It's already there." ”
Yang Qiong sighed in annoyance: "Hey, I thought there was a new novel to read." Forget it, change the advertisement!"
After speaking, the billboard was revised according to Su Zifang's ideas and her cognition.
"Are you sure this is okay?" asked Su Zifang rhetorically.
"At least it's a lot better than you used to. Yang Qiong showed no mercy and brought out the full text of the manuscript. "The owner has something to do for a day out, business hours to be determined. ”
"Okay. Su Zi let go and didn't dwell on it anymore, anyway, it was just an advertisement that no one watched.
"By the way, I still have to say in the group that the people in the food team work shifts every day, and I have to let them know earlier. Yang Qiong suddenly raised her head, forgetting something.
Su Zifang looked at her screen, and there was only one sentence on it.
"Boss Su will take leave tomorrow, and I will have my last meal tonight!"
In less than a minute, Yang Qiong's news was swept through several pages by the news that a good person was safe in his life.
And Su Zifang's most intuitive feeling is that at dinner, he fried nearly half of the dishes, and a few of them even lined up until midnight, and after learning that Su Zifang really had something to do and couldn't cook the next day, he was quite regretful when he left.
"Uh...... "So, what the hell is going on?"
Su Zifang looked at the empty lobby and fell into deep thought: "Is it a loss for me to take this leave?"