Chef Emeritus?

Leng Xuan pinched his nose, smiled, and didn't say anything, but he was a little surprised in his heart, although Luo Qianzhang didn't directly say that he was the owner of this imperial restaurant, but he could hear it from his words.

Luo Qianzhang said: "Elder Ling, don't sell Guanzi." I don't know who the master of Lu Dao is? You can call me by the phone, and I should be more polite to ask him for advice myself. ”

Ling Tian smiled angrily: "The person you are looking for is far away in the sky and close in front of you, but you want to care what phone number I want?" ”

"Huh?" Luo Qianzhang was slightly stunned, except for himself and his granddaughter, there were only the old man and the young man named Leng Xuan, could it be that the guest Ling Lao pointed to was Leng Xuan? Thinking of this, he naturally set his eyes on Leng Xuan, and said in disbelief: "Young man, could it be that the esophageal master that Elder Ling said is you?" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Shuixi's eyes, and he stared at Leng Xuan in a daze.

Leng Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, in fact, the dishes made in your mansion already taste quite good, I just babbled a few words of nonsense last time, and I hope you don't take it to heart." ”

Luo Qianzhang was stunned, then thought of something, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be modest, old man, I'm sincerely asking for advice." Of course, I won't let you help in vain. In this way, I will directly use my annual salary of 300,000 yuan to hire you as the honorary chef of the Imperial Restaurant, and I don't usually need you to stir-fry, as long as you take a few days of free time a week to come and teach our chefs here. How about it, I don't know if you can agree? ”

When Old Man Ling heard this, he was really not angry, Luo Qianzhang, this old boy, was digging a corner with himself or what? actually did it in front of him, but this matter was begging Leng Xuan, of course he didn't know what to say, so he looked at Leng Xuan.

Leng Xuan said: "Old man, I'm sorry, I don't think I can promise you." ”

"Oh?" Luo Qianzhang was a little puzzled, you must know that among the chefs of the imperial food, the one with the highest annual salary is also 210,000, and the others are all 780,000, or 100,000, and he promised to give an annual salary of 300,000 at one time, but Leng Xuan still didn't agree? It can be seen from Leng Xuan's clothes that this young man doesn't look like a rich man? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be a little puzzled at the moment: "What is this for?" Is 300,000 an annual salary too little? If so, I can add a little more for you. You can also make some other requests yourself, and I will try to accommodate you. ”

Leng Xuan is now Miss Ling's personal bodyguard, how can he usually have time to teach others to stir-fry? Of course, he didn't need to let others know about these things, so he smiled and said: "The old gentleman misunderstood, it's not that I think the annual salary you give is too low, it's just that I'm still a student now, and I don't usually have much free time." Although there are two days off on Saturday and Sunday, the college entrance examination is approaching now, and the time is still relatively tight. Therefore, I can't promise the old gentleman, and I hope the old gentleman will forgive me. ”

"Ahh I see. The old gentleman was slightly disappointed, but for what Leng Xuan said, he expressed his understanding, nodded, and said, "Okay, I won't force you." Oh, young man, what's your phone, if you have time, I hope you can come to my house as a guest, I'll let Xi'er cook a few dishes for you to try, speaking of which, her craftsmanship is a must. ”