Chapter 309: Saving Anorexia Lori (Middle)

However, these three chefs are famous and powerful, but at the moment they are cooking, Wang Wenqian doesn't even want to raise chopsticks.

Wang Wenqian couldn't eat the food on the table, and the middle-aged woman was so sad that she was almost on the verge of collapse.

Because of this strange anorexia, Wang Wenqian has not been to school for more than half a month, and her studies have been delayed a lot, so she can only ask a tutor to tutor her.

However, Wang Wenqian, who couldn't eat food, had low blood sugar and listlessness, and couldn't concentrate at all.

I am often absent-minded when I listen to lectures, and occasionally I don't even have the strength to hold a pen.

How can it go on like this?

If you really can't do it, the last way is to supplement your nutrition through an intravenous nutrient solution.

However, it will definitely cause a lot of damage to the body.

This must not be done unless it is a last resort.

And Wang Wenqian is most afraid of injections, and this road is almost impossible to walk.

Wang Wenqian yawned again and became sleepy, and sneaked up to the bedroom on the second floor to sleep.

After sending away the three chefs who had come to the door, the middle-aged woman was at a loss and stayed alone in the restaurant on the first floor, looking at the table full of food, and sighed again.

These days, she has no appetite for breakfast, and she almost has anorexia.

After drinking a small bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, the mobile phone in the middle-aged woman's pocket rang.

Pick up your phone and connect the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Peng. ”

"Mr. Hu, how is your daughter's anorexia now?" Peng Ruhai asked with concern.

"Alas, I'm worried about this, Xiaoqian doesn't eat any food, or only eats potato chips. I couldn't find anything wrong with going to the hospital. A few days ago, I asked people to send Xiaoqian's symptoms to the best Mayo Clinic in the United States, and those top medical experts have never seen this strange disease, and it is also said to be a psychological disorder. Hu Mei sighed and continued:

"Mr. Peng, do you have a chef who is good at cooking in Haochuang Hotel, recommend a few door-to-door services, it is best to be able to cook top food, it doesn't matter how much it is. ”

Peng Ruhai said on the phone, "Mr. Hu, the chefs who can handle it in my hotel have basically cooked in your villa last week, and they are all disgraced when they come back, so I know that it must have failed." ”

Mr. Peng paused and continued, "Otherwise, I recommend you the owner of a restaurant, I think no one can compare to him in Jianghai for his skills, I think the food he makes will definitely make your Xiaoqian eat." ”

Hu Mei rarely heard Peng Ruhai praise a person like this, and asked a little curiously, "Mr. Peng, which restaurant owner is so powerful?"

Peng Ruhai said: "It is Bai Xiaobai, the owner of Xiaobai Restaurant at No. XX Chaotianmen Street." The last time he beat Hengyuan's Chen team in a cooking competition, he allowed my hotel to obtain the right to settle in Ito Nano's Japanese cuisine. This young man is really good at cooking, you can ask him for help. ”

Hearing Peng Ruhai say this, Hu Mei was a little impressed.

Recently, a small restaurant in Jianghai has appeared in the sky.

Although Hu Mei has no impression of what the specific restaurant is.

But the food at that store was extremely expensive, and it was beyond her realization.

After Hu Mei came back to her senses a little, she said, "Mr. Peng, do you have the contact number of the boss, I will call him to do cooking service." ”

Mr. Peng said straightforwardly, "Mr. Hu, this Boss Bai is a little different from other chefs. His business in the store is good, he is quite busy, and he doesn't like to socialize, so I think it's a little difficult for you to ask him to help with a phone call. Either I can introduce you, or you can also take your Xiaoqian and patronize his restaurant directly. ”

"However, there are often long queues in his shop, so you'd better go at the time of the meal, otherwise you'll have to wait a long time. Peng Ruhai sincerely suggested.

"He doesn't accept table reservations in the store?" asked Hu Mei.

"Yes, this white boss is not only good at cooking, but also quite individual, he does not accept table reservations in the store, and there are many rules. Even the last time I asked him to help him participate in a cooking competition, he said good things for a long time before he agreed. ”

Peng Ruhai is definitely the No. 1 legend in the catering industry in Jianghai City, and even he has to use this submissive tone to talk about the boss.

Where is this white boss sacred, such a big shelf?

Hu Mei thought deeply in her heart, but said on her lips, "Mr. Peng, you give me the number of this white boss first, and I'll call to ask about the situation first." ”

"Okay, I'll send you the number on WeChat later. ”

Not long after hanging up the phone, Hu Mei received a message from Peng Ruhai on WeChat.

In addition to the contact number, the message also has the detailed address of Xiaobai Restaurant, and a screenshot of the detailed address location picture of WeChat.

Hu Mei didn't think much about it, with her status, she basically wouldn't take the initiative to contact the chef for door-to-door service.

This work is the responsibility of the villa steward.

"Lao Yan, are you outside?" Hu Mei called softly outside.

A kind old man in a black suit with slightly gray hair immediately appeared at the door, "Mr. Hu, what do you command?"

Hu Mei handed over her mobile phone and said, "I have the number of the white owner of the small white restaurant here, you contact him and ask him if he can provide door-to-door cooking service." How much money is not a problem, the key dish is to be done well. ”

"Okay, Mr. Hu. Steward Yan silently wrote down his mobile phone number and dialed Bai Xiaobai's phone on the spot.

Chaotianmen Street.

Inside the glass kitchen of the Little White Restaurant.

The morning meal was not over yet, and Bai Xiaobai was so busy that he was sweating profusely.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

After wiping the sweat on his face with the white towel hanging around his neck, Bai Xiaobai took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Because there are no number marks such as harassment, referrals, advertisements, etc.

Bai Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, but finally connected to the strange call.

"Hey, hello, who one may I ask?" Bai Xiaobai asked politely.

"Hey, are you the white boss of Xiaobai Restaurant?"

Suddenly, Bai Xiaobai paused for a moment and admitted, "I am, what are you looking for me?"

The other party quickly clarified the intention of the call: "My side is the Hu family villa in the Caohai Villa District of Bauhinia District, I don't know if you can come over and provide door-to-door cooking service?"

That's what happened.

Bai Xiaobai politely refused, "I'm sorry, I don't provide door-to-door cooking service." If you want to eat food, you can only dine-in at the store, and takeaway is not available. ”

Bai Xiaobai tried his best to slow down his tone, so that people would not be so uncomfortable to hear.

"Boss Bai, if you are willing to come to your door to do cooking services, we can give you a good reward. ”

Bai Xiaobai felt a little inexplicable, an unfamiliar number, let himself come to do cooking services, and there was a good reward, and he didn't know if it was a scam call.

The morning meal has not yet passed, the store is indeed busy, and new tasks are already in progress, and every minute and second is precious.

Therefore, Bai Xiaobai had little patience at the moment, and continued to decisively refuse, "Hello, I really don't do door-to-door cooking service." You'd better find someone else, and if there's nothing else, I'll hang up first. ”