Chapter 48: Rest
The address of the third booth that Fan Zhe said, Lin Zhizhi heard it in his ears and wrote it down word for word.
Tonight's weather is particularly hot, and it's still hot at night.
"It's going to rain soon." Lin Zhi said lightly.
"yes." Wei Cheng replied, and then pulled his shirt, which was very uncomfortable. Looking at the dim sky, Wei Cheng suddenly smiled.
"Lin Zhi, it's going to rain soon, isn't it going to be a stall?"
"It's raining and resting." Lin Zhi nodded, and began to look forward to the arrival of the rain in his heart.
At two o'clock in the morning, the two returned home, it still hadn't rained, and at half past four, the alarm went off, Lin Zhi struggled to get up, and heard the sound of rain outside.
"I don't have to get up this time." Lin Zhi turned off the alarm clock, lay down and fell asleep again.
At seven o'clock, Lin Zhi got up quickly, Lin Xia and Tang Ling were already sitting on the sofa outside, and there was still thunder outside the window.
"Lin Zhi, you cook some food and take it to the hospital, you can go to sleep." Tang Ling said to Lin Zhi, and Lin Xia also nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'm sorry for you." Lin thought about it and accepted the kindness of the two.
Lin Zhi quickly made breakfast and asked the two of them to bring it over, returned to the room, and fell asleep again with his head on the pillow.
He was so tired these days, with less than four hours of sleep a day, he didn't know how he survived, his body had reached its limit. Thankfully, on this rainy day, he was able to get a good night's sleep.
Lu Hao rushed to the door of Greentown Primary School with an umbrella and saw a group of people wandering there.
"Let's go, let's go, it's raining today, and the boss won't come back." A girl took her companion's hand and said with regret on her face.
"Boss, my ravioli." With a sad face, the two left together, and the crowd around them gradually dispersed.
"Those two young people are not here" Lu Hao's eyes dimmed, he stood for a few minutes, turned around and left slowly.
Lin Zhi opened his eyes again and took his mobile phone, it was already half past eleven at noon.
Putting down the phone, squinting for a while, overcoming the desire to sleep again, Lin Zhi got up from the bed, covered Wei Cheng next to him with the quilt, and after going to the bathroom to wash up, he found a piece of meat in the refrigerator.
It should have been bought by two girls. He hurried to make some wontons and egg custard, and when he arrived at the hospital with the food, it was still two o'clock.
There was laughter and laughter in the ward, Lin Zhi heard a slight smile outside, and after entering, he saw Lin Xia and Tang Ling accompanying his father, Chef Fang sitting on one side, and Lin Zhi's figure was playing on TV.
"Here you are, we thought you were going to sleep for a day, so we went down and bought some porridge for my uncle." Tang Ling was a little surprised to see Lin coming over.
"Brother, we've all eaten almost, just feed my cousin a little later." Lin Xia also got up and said with a smile to Lin Zhi.
"If you're not full, you can come over and eat again." Lin Zhi put down his meal, looked at the TV and asked.
"Why is there this?"
"That's because the ratings of this show are good, and the food channel is on the air again." Lin Xia replied in a hurry, looking proud.
Lin Zhi nodded, picked up a wonton and sat on the edge of the bed, eating it slowly.
"Why is Chef Fang here?" Lin Zhi asked while eating the wontons.
"What, can't I come over?" Chef Fang was anxious all of a sudden, and asked in an unkind tone.
"No, wherever you want." Lin Zhi shook his head and continued to eat his lunch.
Lin Zongyuan glanced at his son, smiled and did not speak. Chef Fang was depressed, and when he turned his head to see the figure on TV, he was even more unhappy.
"It doesn't look good." Chef Fang resolutely denied the fact that after Lin Zhi became familiar with it, he still looked good.
The Food Channel re-aired the show, much to the delight of many diners.
It's raining, you can't see the boss's stall, can you see the boss's face on TV? It's just amazing.
The replay also made many people who hadn't seen this show before notice Lin Zhi.
In the VIP ward of the hospital, an old man in a hospital gown, holding a newspaper in his hand with the TV on, was watching the news in the newspaper when he heard a voice from the TV.
"What kind of show is this? How does a young man get first? The old man put down the newspaper, looked up at the TV, and finished watching the show, the old man frowned, picked up his mobile phone, which he didn't use often, and broadcast a number.
"Hey, Xiao Luo, what's going on with this food channel show? How can a young man blow through the sky, as if he is the best in the world? ”
The old man's tone was blaming, how could a young man be more powerful than a five-star chef. Will such a person appear in the small city of Belvedere? The old man shook his head, but not everyone can be like the little guy in the imperial capital.
"Mu Lao, I can't control this matter, although I am the president of the Belvedere cuisine, but this is a matter of the TV station. Now these gimmicks are going to be on TV, don't you know? ”
The person on the phone laughed, and the words he said made Mu Lao snort coldly.
"Then I'll go to the TV station and talk to someone from the TV station when I get out of the hospital."
Mu Lao hung up the phone angrily, threw the newspaper aside, and sulked alone.
"Dad, eat another bowl of custard." Lin looked at the time, he could already eat again, scooped up a spoonful of egg custard and sent it to Lin Zongyuan's mouth.
Lin Zongyuan ate it, and then chatted with Chef Fang, Lin Zongyuan was also a chef before, although he only worked in a small restaurant, and he didn't even have a formal chef certificate, but this did not prevent them from talking about the same topic.
"Brother Lin, I don't know how your cooking skills are? I really want to learn from you, this Lin Zhi's cooking skills are so good, I think your cooking skills are definitely not bad. Chef Fang said, looking at Lin Zongyuan who couldn't move now, his eyes were full of regret.
Although Lin Zhi is a stuffy gourd and can't speak, his father is a casual person.
It's just that these two people didn't take the formal chef certificate, is this a legend, hidden in the city?
Lin Zongyuan shook his head with a smile and glanced at his son proudly.
"My cooking skills are basically at the level of a small restaurant, where can I compare to you, a dignified fourth-level professional chef. Lin Zhihe, I didn't know he was so talented in cooking before, he didn't even work in the kitchen before, and I thought about letting him graduate from college and find a good job. ”
"I didn't expect this to happen to me, Lin Zhi, this kid can't cook by himself. Only then did he know that he actually had a talent for cooking. Really, if I had known that he had this ability, I wouldn't have taught him to cook earlier? ”
Lin Zongyuan said, with a hint of remorse on his face, why didn't he find out earlier?