Returning to the rental house from the five-star hotel, Wei Ran carefully looked at the information in his hand.

The information shows that these two people both work in star-rated hotels, and they are in the capital, it is easy to find them, Wei Ran thought about it for a while, and decided to ask the two out to talk.

Wei Ran first contacted one of them, named Gao Fei, who was also very skilled in cooking, especially good at cooking meat dishes.

"Mr. Goofy?" The phone was connected, and Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"That's right, it's me, who are you?" Goofy wondered.

"Oh, I'm a reporter from Puppet Food Network, I want to interview you, I don't know if it's convenient?" Wei Ran smiled lightly.

This is the rhetoric he came up with, and the couple's food network is the premier food-themed website in Beijing, which collects food as a selling point, and occasionally interviews leaders in the food industry, with an astonishing number of registered users of more than one million.

"Oh, interview, no problem, when?" Gao Fei's tone changed suddenly, this was the first time someone wanted to interview him, so he naturally paid more attention to it.

"I wonder when you'll be available tomorrow?" Wei Ran thought about it.

"I'm on vacation tomorrow."

"Great, let's make an appointment to meet!" Wei Ran and Gao Fei made an appointment to meet and hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran contacted another person, Zhou Taotao, the same rhetoric, the same place, different meeting times, one morning, one afternoon, done!

Tomorrow, it should be almost possible to untie the splint, Wei Ran thought to himself, it would be too eye-catching to go out with his left hand.

Wei Ran turned on the computer and searched for the star-rated hotel where the two worked, but unfortunately, he didn't find any information about any kitchen staff.

If these two people, like Wei Ran, lost their sense of taste, then they must not have recovered by now, because Wei Ran's own sense of taste has not recovered, and it is completely replaced by the game function [Tongue of the God of Food].

If the sense of taste is not restored, the two should lose their jobs in the star hotel, but, judging from the tone of their voices just now, these two people did not have the slightest sense of decadence and accepted their request for an interview, which is too strange.

Wei Ran frowned slightly, he had reason to suspect that things were not so simple

Early the next morning, Wei Ran opened his eyes and felt a crispy itch in his left arm, which showed that the nerve endings were healing, and the splint could indeed be removed today.

After Wei Ran got up, he carefully untied the ordinary bandage, and took off the splint to reveal the [quick-acting bandage] inside, and he would be fully recovered tomorrow.

Wei Ran moved his left hand slightly, and after seeing that there was nothing abnormal, he was relieved a lot, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

"Dear left hand, welcome back, in the future, your master and I, will never let you be hurt again." Wei Ran was in a good mood and said to himself.

After washing, Wei Ran cooked a little gruel by himself, fried a fragrant poached egg, plus two side dishes, and a hearty and nutritious breakfast was completed.

"Fortunately, there is no regression." Wei Ran smacked his lips and said, I was worried about whether I would have my hands raw if I hadn't cooked for a few days, but now it seems that there is no need to worry.

After breakfast, Wei Ran deliberately picked out a long-sleeved casual dress to wear, which could effectively hide the bandage on his left arm.

I searched in the room, but I didn't find a notebook and a pen, so Wei Ran went to the street and bought it back, this is a must-have for interviews, let's pretend to be a little bit like it!

About the same time, Wei Ran officially went out.

It's a stylish café that seems to have just opened, but business is booming, and even in the morning, nearly half of the seats are full.

"It's a pleasure to meet, Mr. Gao Fei, I'm Xiao Wei of the Puppet Food Network."

Wei Ran politely stretched out his hand, and Gao Fei shook it with him very politely, "It's a pleasure to meet." ”

Although Gao Fei's name is Gao Fei, he himself is not tall at all, and he is relatively short, of course, Wei Ran does not have the habit of judging people by their appearance, but Gao Fei seems to have made a lot more fortune than when he participated in the God of Food Contest before.

"Mr. Goofy, where are you now? Sorry to ask questions at the beginning. Wei Ran asked with a faint smile.

"It's okay, I've always been the head chef at the Dynasty International Hotel." Gao Fei took a sip of coffee and said lightly.

"Oh, this coffee is a bit bitter, I'm a little unused to it." Wei Ran took a sip of coffee, and the faint bitterness did not affect his language play.

"Is it bitter? I added two pieces of sugar so it's not too bitter and you can add one more sugar as well. Gao Fei pushed the sugar jar in front of Wei Ran.

"Thank you!" After Wei Ran thanked him, he took a piece of sugar with tweezers and put it into his coffee.

Then, Wei Ran asked a few innocuous questions, and finally explained to Gao Fei that he would be able to see his personal information and interview content on the interview column of the puppet food network the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Coming out of the coffee shop, Wei Ran smiled, his smile was very bright, and he came to the conclusion that Gao Fei had not lost his sense of taste at all! He can still taste the bitterness of coffee and the sweetness of sugar, and he still works as a chef at Dynasty International Hotel! All of this proves that he has not lost his sense of taste!

Since this is the case, all this becomes intriguing, Wei Ran's deepest impression of Gao Fei is that his deep understanding of meat dishes, his cooking skills are definitely better than Song Dongchang, if he didn't lose his sense of taste, how could he lose to Song Dongchang?

There is also a Zhou Taotao, if it proves that he has not lost his sense of taste, it means that there must be something else in this.

Wei Ran hastily had lunch outside and prepared to meet Zhou Taotao in the afternoon, but Wei Ran had already expected the result, and Zhou Taotao probably did not lose his sense of taste.

Finally waited for the meeting time, Wei Ran appeared in the café on time and found Zhou Taotao in the window position, he was a middle-aged man.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Taotao, I am Xiao Wei, a reporter from the Puppet Food Network." Wei Ran said with a smile and stretched out his hand as he spoke.

Zhou Taotao also stretched out his hand, shook him lightly, and then said, "Hello, can I see your documents?" ”

Documents? Wei Ran was stunned, where did he get his documents? Wei Ran said in a hurry: "We don't have the position of a reporter on our website, we say it's a reporter, but it's actually a website editor, and it's just a name." ”

"That's it! Okay, let's get started! Zhou Taotao didn't dwell too much on this issue.

"Mr. Zhou Taotao, may I ask what you are currently doing?" Wei Ran asked with a faint smile.

"I currently have a small restaurant, business is good, I have time to come and cheer!" Zhou Taotao said indifferently.

"Uh, I heard that you work in a big hotel, why did you run away to open a restaurant?" Zhou Taotao's answer surprised Wei Ran.

"It's hard to put it into words! Forget it, if you don't say it, it's uncomfortable to hold it in your heart. Zhou Taotao hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I lost my sense of taste, so I was forced to leave the hotel." ”

"Lost your sense of taste?" Wei Ran frowned slightly and said, "Then how can you still open a restaurant?" ”

"I've been cooking for more than 20 years, and with so many years of experience, even if I don't use my tongue to taste it, I can cook delicious meals, but it's much worse than before, alas!" Zhou Taotao sighed.