"Headmaster, Han Xiaofeng's family is here. Ye Ming came to He Jingjing, who was busy, and said to He Jingjing.

"You practice on your own, and teach each other what I just said that you don't understand. ”

After He Jingjing finished explaining, he followed Ye Ming out, and sure enough, Han Xiaofeng's father and mother were waiting in the office.

Seeing He Jingjing coming in, Han Xiaofeng's father and mother hurriedly stood up and looked at He Jingjing at a loss.

He Jingjing only felt a little headache, but she still put on a smile and looked at the two old men.

"Uncle and aunt, why are you here?" He Jingjing motioned for Han Xiaofeng's father and mother to sit down, and the two of them rubbed for a while before slowly sitting down.

After all, in their opinion, He Jingjing is the county lord of the current dynasty, the kind who has to kneel when she sees it, and she feels as if her buttocks are burned by fire when she sits.

"County Lord, we don't actually want to trouble you, but we really can't rest assured that Xiaofeng is in our hearts, and we don't know if she is dead or alive now. ”

Saying that, Han Xiaofeng's mother began to wipe her tears, and He Jingjing felt that she was really a head and two big.

He Jingjing knew that these two people must have felt that they were busy preparing for the game during this time, and they were not looking for Han Xiaofeng, they were here to urge themselves.

He Jingjing sometimes really thinks that human nature is such a magical thing. In fact, for He Jingjing, it is love to help Han Xiaofeng, and it is duty not to help

This practice of catching ducks on the shelves made He Jingjing a little unhappy, and there was always a feeling that she was kidnapped by morality. But he couldn't say anything yet, after all, he did promise the two old men to find Han Xiaofeng.

Besides, Han Xiaofeng has indeed done a lot of things for herself.

"Don't worry, I haven't let go of Xiaofeng's matter, I've been sending people to look for it, and the prefect also has a record, once there is any news, we will definitely notify you." ”

He Jingjing patiently explained again, and Han Xiaofeng's mother stopped crying.

"Then when will my Xiaofeng have a whereabouts?"

Although He Jingjing understands the feelings of the two old men Sinan Han Xiaofeng very well, what kind of question is this? Han Xiaofeng does not mean that he can find it if he wants to, maybe he is now waiting to compete with him in a neighboring country!

Of course, this must not be said to the people of the Han family, it can only be constantly comforted and comforted, and finally Han Xiaofeng's father and mother are gone, and He Jingjing feels a lot more relaxed.

"It's more tiring to talk to these two people than to train them. He Jingjing rubbed her temples, took a sip of water, and then continued to the kitchen.

He Jingjing thought that what she saw would be a scene where everyone was practicing hard, but she didn't expect that when she pushed the door, everyone was not practicing, and they all looked at a certain place in unison.

Seeing He Jingjing come in, everyone retracted their gaze and began to continue practicing.

He Jingjing looked in the direction of everyone's gaze just now, and several people were tense and confronted each other, He Jingjing sighed, and he just stopped for a while.

He Jingjing, who was unhappy in the confrontation, had an impression, and she had heard some about these things in the past few days.

It's nothing more than these chefs recruited from the local area, who always feel that they are very powerful, and they don't obey discipline at all. I don't take it seriously when I practice, and I don't take it seriously when I listen to He Jingjing's lectures. If something went wrong with the operation steps, others pointed it out to him, and he was particularly unconvinced.

It's just a complete fool and a thorn. The ones who were unhappy with these chefs just now were the students of the Food Academy who He Jingjing asked Ye Ming to pick out a few days ago for special training.

Now He Jingjing's kitchen is divided into three genres.

The people in the imperial dining room are alone, because the three words of the imperial dining room can prove their strength, so the chefs who come up from those places generally do not provoke the people in the imperial dining room.

And the people in the imperial dining room are also very good at thin mud, generally see others operating steps are not right, will not point out, on the contrary, often praise others, and everyone is very happy.

The chefs from the local area are divided into a school, but this school has no cohesion, everyone is not familiar with each other, there is no tacit understanding in work, and no one is pleasing to the eye, I always feel that I am very powerful, and even feel that He Jingjing is not as good as myself.

The rest of the genre is naturally the gastronomic school, which is known for its good style, unity and friendliness, jealousy and hatred, and timely pointing out the mistakes of others, so it is also the most likely to clash with local chefs.

"You guys don't practice well, what are you staring at here?" He Jingjing came to the middle of the two sides of the confrontation and asked them.

"Headmaster, just now he started to fry the chicken before the oil was hot, and when I pointed it out to him, he was not happy, and said that he wanted to give me some color to see. ”

When He Jingjing heard it, it was exactly the same as she thought

"Is what he said true? You started frying the chicken before the oil was hot?" He Jingjing turned to the man and asked.

"Who said my oil wasn't hot?

The principal said that the oil should be smoked before it can be heated, so that the fried chicken will not be greasy and taste the best. You just got off the chicken without the oil coming up and you didn't even hear a sound after you got the chicken!"

He Jingjing saw that what his students said had noses and eyes, and she believed most of it, and the eyes of the chefs in this place became a little different.

This kind of person dares to apply for a job?

He Jingjing walked to the man's console and picked up a piece of fried chicken, which was still dripping with oil, which must have been done without heating the oil.

"This is what you fried?, even beginners are better than calling themselves chefs?" He Jingjing sneered and poured a whole plate of fried chicken into the trash.

The chef's face turned green, and he looked at He Jingjing unconvinced.

"I thought that the world-famous county lord of Pingyang had great ability, and it turned out that he was also a layman who talked about relationships with this kind of calf protector. ”

The implication is that He Jingjing indiscriminately buttoned her hat.

"Don't think I don't know, these days you are all working on your own, the food academy and the imperial dining room, and I am very satisfied with being able to work as a team and cooperate with each other. However, the famous chefs who signed up from the local area have made the lowest mistakes again and again, and you still want to represent the Celestial Empire in the competition, representing the highest level of our country? I think it's better to pack up and leave!"

"Lord Pingyang, we slept in response to the court's reward order to win glory for the country, not to listen to your blind command. ”