After Chen Jing got out Chinese of the car, because it was still a little early, she accompanied Bai Xiaolu all the way to school.

Seeing Bai Xiaolu enter the school, she slowly paced back to the restaurant.

Because it was still early, the shops along the road were basically not open, except for the breakfast shop that she particularly liked.

She then remembered that she hadn't eaten soy milk fritters for several days, and that taste, thinking about it tightly!

Chen Jing bought soy milk and fritters in the breakfast shop, carried them, and walked slowly to the restaurant.

The inspiration inspired by watching the food show last night, and the new dishes I made are also unsatisfactory, in the end, what is wrong?

Back in the store, Chen Jing was drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks, still thinking about it.

Eating and eating, she suddenly, fixedly, stared at the soy milk cup and fritter bag she was holding in her left and right hands, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

She put the cup and bag in her hand on the table, got up and hurried out the door.

"Huh? Sister Jing, didn't you just buy a cup of soy milk and fritters? ”

The proprietress in the breakfast shop is very familiar with Chen Jing, after all, she has been helping old customers for decades, can she not be familiar with it.

"Oh, I'm not hungry, so buy another one!" Chen Jing casually made up an excuse.

But this excuse obviously can't be fooled by the boss's wife, "It's Boss Luo who is back, right?" ”

Chen Jing was taken aback, "Who?" ”

"Just the boss who sits in your restaurant every day, he used to come to buy breakfast every day, always two cups of soy milk and three fritters, he should eat two fritters, right? I think he cares about you. ”

The proprietress said, put two fritters into the bag, took a cup of soy milk, and handed it to Chen Jing.

Chen Jing didn't know how to explain that Boss Luo had nothing to do with her.

But after thinking about it, I felt that there was no need to explain, anyway, Luo Yifan would never appear here again in the future, and after a long time, no one would remember him again.

Including herself!

But even though she comforted herself like this, this trip back with soy milk fritters, she felt that the road seemed particularly long, and the breakfast in her hand seemed very heavy.

It's just the weight of an extra fritter, as for it?

Chen Jing secretly spit on herself in her heart, and before she knew it, she walked to the door of the restaurant.

There was a person standing in the doorway, with his back to her, with a slender figure, wearing a white casual shirt and black slacks.

But just as she was about to approach, the man got into the car next to her, and when the cat got into the car, Chen Jing saw that face, obviously, it was not the face she thought it was.

It turns out that it's just that the back is similar!

Chen Jing took a deep breath and watched the car walk away.

Only then did he open the door of the store and walked in, tinkering in the kitchen, and after half an hour, the finished product came out, Chen Jing nervously took out a small handful of chopsticks and put them in his mouth to try it carefully.

The expression on his face changed from serious at the beginning to slowly ecstatic!

That's right, that's what it tastes like!

For the first time, Chen Jing truly realized what it means to "step on iron shoes and find nowhere to find, and it takes no effort to get them".

Chen Jing, who was very happy, immediately sat down, slowly recalled the process just now, and wrote it down carefully and meticulously little by little.

Then, she did it again according to the process she had written, and yes, it still tasted exactly the same.

Chen Jing sat alone in the store and thought about it for a long time before picking up the phone and pulling it out.

"Hey, Brother Zheng? I'm Ah Jing, when will you and Brother Sheng have time? ”

That's right, she didn't call Luo Yifan, but one of the two chefs who competed with her.

"What's the matter?" On the other side of the phone, it seemed to be noisy, listening to the shouting, probably, it was work.

"I found the most suitable recipe for the last vegetarian dish in that recipe, when do you two have time to come and try it?"

Because everyone is a partner in the competition together, of course, she has to communicate with them as soon as possible!

Moreover, Boss Luo also said clearly and clearly, and then about this dish, you can directly communicate with the two chefs, Brother Zheng and Brother Sheng.

Chen Jing hung up the phone and happily hummed a little song into the office.

Sure enough, as Ying Er said, inspiration is something that is hard to find!

Chen Jing felt a little fluttering at this moment.

Because, this dish, almost made her lose confidence, she has tried more than 100 cooking methods before, but even if she feels that there is an improvement every time, she always feels that it is just a little bit worse.

And this time I directly changed my thinking, and the taste made in this way is definitely 100 points.

Of course, this is a modest statement, if she can, Chen Jing really wants to give herself one hundred and one points, one hundred points, it is her talent, and the extra point is her hard work.

Chen Jing is still immersed in self-inflammation. In the midst of the swelling atmosphere, the phone on the table outside rang.

"So fast?"

Chen Jing said to herself and ran out.

She only thought that her brother was calling to reply that she came to try the food, so she picked up the phone and pressed it directly without looking at it.

"Hey, Brother Zheng, is the time set?"

On the other side of the phone, there was silence.

Chen Jing wondered, could it be that the phone was broken, "Hey? Brother Zheng? ”

"It's me!" The sound from the microphone startled Chen Jing, her hand shook, and the phone fell directly to the ground.

When Chen Jing bent over and picked up the phone, she found that the phone had gone black.

I tried to turn it on again, but it didn't turn on yet.

After trying a few times and still couldn't turn on, Chen Jing simply threw the phone on the desk.

Walked to the cash register, picked up the landline and called Zhu Qianying.

"Ying'er, let me tell you, that dish, I finally made it, you can come and taste it later, by the way, help me buy a new mobile phone."

"Mom, congratulations! Huh? Buying a mobile phone? Why? Did you drop your phone in the soup? ”

Chen Jing was embarrassed to say that she was so frightened that her phone broke when she heard Luo Yifan's voice, so she had to say.

"No, I fell while changing clothes, and I couldn't turn on the machine directly."

"Okay, I'll turn around and come over."

Chen Jing hung up the phone and prepared to go back to the kitchen to prepare today's ingredients. Why did she have any plans to call Luo Yifan or Brother Zheng back?

Because she never remembers her mobile phone number, except for the phone numbers of her two daughters and sons-in-law, all other people's phone numbers are only stored in the phone.

Therefore, as soon as the phone fell, Luo Yifan's or Brother Zhengsheng's were all gone.

Only, see if it can be repaired in a while, and then pull it back after repairing it and finding the number.

If you don't have it, forget it, anyway, no one has to be contacted,

Chen Jing, who had no ideological burden at all, walked out of the cash register, and the landline bell rang.

[I don't know how many more, there will definitely be a few more before eight o'clock in the morning, and there will be no after that, let's see] Cat flutter Chinese