The chef suddenly remembered that he had just seen Chang Zhongye and Canglan eating white rice.

It's just that there is never white rice in Western food, so it's normal for the chef to be a little confused when asked.

"How?" The chef asked.

Zhang's mother reacted at this time, the chef doesn't know how to cook rice at all.

This white rice is also a traditional custom that Chinese have eaten for thousands of years. But foreigners probably won't eat this, right?

"It's okay, if you don't know, forget it. I'll cook it later. Zhang's mother said.

"No, let me do it, you're really tired of having to stir-fry and cook like this." Chef said.

"No, I forgot, how could I let you cook, I used to do this alone, don't worry, I won't be very tired." Zhang's mother said.

Then he continued to be busy with his own work.

But the chef stood aside, but felt that if everything was done by Zhang's mother, wouldn't it be very hard for Zhang's mother?

Even if you're used to doing this, you don't just have to do it.

Especially when he couldn't see Mama Zhang doing so hard.

So he decided that he had to help her share some of the burden.

Just help her cook a meal of white rice. The chef thought.

But because he really didn't know what to do, he hadn't seen Zhang's mother cook it. So I was thinking about it there, but I didn't know what to do.

Among his subordinates, that is, those who used to cook Western food with him in the Western restaurant, there is a **** person.

When the chef asked them for advice, they immediately said they could help the chef.

The chef was still a little unconvinced, so he just wanted to ask them, thinking that none of them would know.

But what I didn't expect was that someone said that they would do it.

"You're not going to make me amused, are you?" The chef looked at the two men with some suspicion.

"Chef, how can we make fun of you, we are Chinese, you won't remember it, making white rice is naturally no problem." One of the two men said.

"Oh, well, then I believe you." The chef thought that there was no other way anyway, so he believed the two of them for the time being.

The two men quickly took their ladles and went to scoop the rice.

And the chef naturally followed them closely.

The two cooks scooped a bowl of rice, but they didn't know how much to cook. So I asked the chef to ask how many people were eating.

The chef had no choice but to ask Zhang's mother, and Zhang's mother reported a number.

The chef told both of them the number.

The two of them immediately knew how many meters they would have to put in.

Scooped up about the same amount of rice and went to wash the rice.

The chef watched the actions of the two people, how to wash the rice, how to boil the rice into the pot.

After reading it once, the chef will immediately know.

After all, he's quite talented. He thought that his subordinates would be gone, and he would be too faceless in the future.

The rice is boiled into the pot. Then the two of them said to the chef: "That's fine, just wait for it to cook, and do you know this pot?" ”

The chef was a little embarrassed to be asked by these two people.

This pot has indeed never been seen before, and I think it should be a pot for Chinese cooking.

It's not the same as the pot used to make Western food.

Most Western food is a pan, but this pot looks so different.

The top is basically sealed, but it is somewhat the same as a steamer.

"Don't you know?" The two of them laughed as if they had picked up a big bargain.

"What are you laughing at? Isn't it just a pot for steaming rice? The chef said.

The two men stopped laughing. They really thought it was funny when they saw the chef's confused face.

Usually he always teaches them seriously, this and that. But now it's the turn of the apprentice teacher.

"Chef, in fact, this is just a pot for steaming rice as you said, so you just follow the operation of the above prompts, if it shows that the rice is cooked, it is cooked, and then as long as you know the words, you should know." The two of them couldn't help but cover their mouths again and snickered.

The chef saw two people laughing at his meaning. Very upset.

But when I thought that they would teach me how to cook, I endured it.

"You two are good, you taught me this, and when you learn Western food with me in the future, I will definitely take special care of the two of you." Chef said.

"Yes, that's great, thank you, chef, I hope you can teach us all the Western food you know in the future, and you must spare no effort to teach us." One person said. And the other person was there nodding his head constantly.

"Yes, yes, you must teach us and teach you for the rest of your life."

The chef really felt the urge to beat them up.

These two people are really cheap and good.

Let them teach themselves to cook white rice, can't they teach themselves for free?

Didn't you always teach them?

I'm still here to talk to him about the conditions. How could he not be angry?

Angry to angry, the chef later figured it out again.

"Okay, you two stinky boys, I'll treat you special in the future." Chef said.

"Special treatment?" The two men stared at each other.

"Chef, you don't mean anything else by the special treatment, do you?" They asked.

"Of course,...... Not really. The chef wanted to say that, but immediately changed his tune.

"Really? Really, that's great. "The two were very happy.

Zhang's mother had already fried the dishes at this time. Calling the chef.

The chef immediately ran over.

"What's wrong?" The chef asked.

"Chef, is your meal ready?" Oh, sorry, I forgot I was going to cook it myself. Zhang's mother said apologetically.

"Mom Zhang, no need, I've already made the white rice." Chef said.

"Done? Wouldn't you know how to do it? Zhang's mother was puzzled.

"Yes, I wouldn't have done it, but I thought I would have to help you share some of it, so I went to ask my apprentices, you don't know them, two of them are Chinese." Chef said.

The two apprentices then walked over.

They wanted to see what the chef and Mama Zhang had to say.

They seemed to have more or less guessed that the chef liked Mama Zhang.

Otherwise, how could I have to help Zhang's mother, usually Zhang's mother stir-fry and cook by herself.

The two apprentices ran up to them. When the chef saw the two of them coming, he said, "What are you doing here?" Go and look at the rice, what should I do when it's cooked? ”

"Chef, don't worry, when the rice is cooked, it will automatically trip. Then just wait to serve the meal. One of them said.

"Oh, really?" He really didn't know that.

"Of course it is, chef, if you don't believe it, ask Mama Zhang, it must be like this." Another said.

The chef then looked at Mama Zhang, who was smiling and not speaking.

"Okay, got it, you two don't want to be here anymore, just do what you have to do." Chef said.

And then they were blown away.

The two of them smiled and left.

It's just that when the two of them turned around and were driven by the chef to leave. also said mischievously in his ear: "Chef, you must come on, let Mama Zhang be our master as soon as possible." ”

"Don't talk nonsense about what you say." The chef was a little embarrassed. He rebuked in a low voice.

"Chef, don't be embarrassed. Everyone knows you like Mama Zhang. And Mama Zhang should like you too. I really envy you so much, showing affection in front of us single dogs every day. The one on the left said the most mischievously looking.

And the guy on the other side didn't look much better.

"Chef, you're going to pick up the pace. Let her be our teacher, many of us have been waiting for a long time to change our words, and we still want to learn her Chinese cuisine. The man on the right said.

"Alright, don't say any more, go away. If you envy us, go out and find one yourself, and even if she becomes your teacher, you don't want to learn from her, do you want to exhaust her? The chef said.

Both of them glanced at the chef with great resentment. And then left unwillingly.

returned to Zhang's mother's side. Seeing that Zhang's mother has already fried a few dishes. said to Zhang's mother: "I'll go and bring the food out now." ”

"Wait, do you know where to go?" Zhang's mother asked.

"Where?" The chef really didn't know where to go.

"You're not going to be in the dining room, are you? That's where Chang Midnight and Canglan eat. Zhang's mother said.

"yes, haha, I almost forgot." The chef smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, just put it there, I'll bring it out." Zhang's mother said.

At this time, the chef's chefs came over.

Then he picked up the fried dishes of Zhang's mother and went outside.

"What are you doing, you guys?" The chef asked in confusion from behind.

"Let's help Zhang's mother serve food." A man turned his head and said.

"Do you know where to go?" The chef didn't think he even knew, how could they possibly know.

"Of course we do, we've all been eating with everyone else for days." The man continued.

"How is it possible, don't you eat with me every day?" The chef wondered.

"Although we eat with you every day, we still know where they eat, and we don't believe you come along." After that, he walked out of the kitchen with the food.

The chef wanted to follow and take a look, but Zhang's mother saw his unwilling look. So he said, "Let's go." ”

The chef then followed Zhang's mother out of the kitchen.

They passed by the dining-room, came to the drawing-room, and finally went out of the villa where they had been in the middle of the night, and came to a small room next to the villa.

This house just looks smaller, especially when it comes to the villa.

When the chef and Zhang's mother walked in, they already saw that the room was full of people.