Coming out of the advertising shooting venue, Rong Ling got into Sister Qiong's car and drove to a place she didn't know.

Because he is still a newcomer in the entertainment industry, although there is already some "black heat", Rong Ling's announcement is still almost zero.

Therefore, on this day, except for an advertising shooting job, Rong Ling has no other schedule.

Mida Media has only been established for a few years, and although it has also signed some newcomers, it has not made any waves in the entertainment industry. In terms of funds, it is only supported by the personal property of Sister Qiong and the company's CEO.

Therefore, for Rong Ling, there is no business car transfer like other artists, and there is no personal assistant and makeup and hair.

It's just that Sister Qiong drove her own private car, driving Rong Ling here or there, driving one field after another.

Of course, Rong Ling doesn't mind this, after all, she didn't pursue pomp and circumstance since she was in the Dajing Dynasty, and in her opinion, she was already very satisfied with being able to go out like this and have a "mount".

Sister Qiong was driving the car, while playing cheerful pop music in the car, and humming a simple tune to the rhythm from time to time, judging from the happy expression on her face at this time, she was very satisfied with the performance of Rong Ling's first advertisement today.

"Sister Qiong, where are we going now?"

Rong Ling saw that Sister Qiong was so happy, and she couldn't bear to interrupt, but because of the deep sleepiness caused by getting up early, she still wanted to know where she would be carried.

She just wants to have a big bed so that she can sleep beautifully, she is really sleepy, if she hadn't held on, the upper and lower eyelids would have been in close contact.

Sister Qiong listened to Rong Ling's question, smiled faintly, shook her head while following the rhythm and replied, "I just said it, I'll take you to eat something delicious." So, naturally, it will take you to a place with good food. ”

"Food? What kind of food? ”

As soon as he heard about food, Rong Ling immediately became interested, and even his sleepiness disappeared by half. The original sleepy-eyed state instantly woke up a lot.

Although Rong Ling didn't know when she would be able to go back to the imperial dining room of the Dajing Dynasty, it was also a rare opportunity for her to learn as an imperial chef to have the opportunity to taste the different specialties of this world.

So, at this time, she can't wait to know what this delicacy is.

But obviously, Sister Qiong didn't want to tell her this answer directly.

I saw her smile mysteriously, and just replied simply: "You'll know when you arrive." ”

Then, continue to hum the tune to the rhythm.

"Oh."

Rong Ling didn't get the answer he wanted to know, and his face naturally couldn't hide his loss. But she is not in a hurry, after all, it doesn't take a while to reach the place Sister Qiong said.

As the saying goes, a good meal is not afraid of being late, so just wait a little longer. So, Rong Ling simply didn't ask, turned his head to look at the street scene outside the car window, and waited for the final answer to be revealed.

The car drove south along the road in the city center, and the pedestrians and scenery on the street flashed by as the car moved forward.

Rong Ling leaned back on the seat of the car, half-asleep and half-awake in a daze.

Finally, about twenty minutes later, the car pulled up to the door of a black-walled storefront after turning a few street corners.

"It's here, get out of the car."

After that, Sister Qiong turned off the fire, and as the music stopped, Rong Ling felt that the surroundings instantly became quiet.

She sat up straight, stretched, opened the door, got out of the car and walked to the black exterior of the shop, looking up at the four words written in silver three-dimensional characters on the wall in front of the door—secret kitchen cooking.

"Secret Chef?"

Rong Ling whispered these two words, and somehow, just because of these two words, she had already begun to look forward to the dishes in this restaurant.

Sister Qiong locked the car, put on the sunglasses she had prepared, carried the new bag of the L brand on her arm, and walked over with a pair of delicate black stiletto heels on her feet.

She stopped beside Rong Ling, as if she was doing the friendship of a landlord, and introduced to Rong Ling: "This shop is a private dish that I often come to, and many artists in the circle come here to eat." The owner is a very young and talented person, we have known each other for many years, in short, his dishes will definitely amaze you. Go, come with me. ”

Sister Qiong pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, gave Rong Ling a signal, and then, stepping on her high heels, opened the door of the secret kitchen restaurant.

Rong Ling couldn't resist the curiosity about the food in her heart, and walked in with Sister Qiong, she couldn't wait to taste the taste of this restaurant's cuisine.

"Sister Qiong, why is this time coming? Didn't give me a call, did you want to surprise me? ”

Just as Rong Ling followed Sister Qiong into the restaurant and was looking around at the surrounding environment, suddenly, a young man with a black apron on his outside, a white shirt and jeans inside walked out from behind the dining table.

Judging from his appearance, this man should only be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and his eyes are not big, but he is very spiritual. The facial features are exquisite, the contours are well-defined, the nose bridge is high, the lips are thin, and the smile is shallow, with a kind of sunshine of a big boy.

This person is the manager and chef of the secret kitchen restaurant - Lin Haofeng.

I saw that he enthusiastically stepped forward and gave Sister Qiong a hug, with a look of surprise on his face.

Sister Qiong took advantage of this hug to gently pat him on the back, and whispered in his ear with a smile: "Do I still need to call when I come to your store?" Don't just come if you want to? ”

"Yes, yes, Sister Qiong, naturally you can come whenever you want. What do you think? I just have a new product in this store, do you want to try it? Lin Haofeng took the initiative to recommend his new dishes, and judging from his expression, he seemed to be confident about the taste of the new product.

Sister Qiong took off her sunglasses, folded them carefully, shrugged her shoulders, and quipped, "Okay, there are new dishes, of course I want to try them." However, I won't pay for it if it doesn't taste good. ”

"Rest assured, you'll be absolutely satisfied."

As he spoke, Lin Haofeng pulled out the chair in front of the dining table and motioned for Sister Qiong and Rong Ling to sit down.

Suddenly hearing that there were new dishes to taste, Rong Ling's expectations increased a lot.

I saw that Lin Haofeng didn't say much, and started to get busy in the open kitchen behind the dining table.

Light the fire, boil the soup, chop the vegetables, and put the pot in the pot...... The whole process is very smooth, and judging from the proficiency of the operation, this man should have a few brushes.

Rong Ling carefully observed every step of the man's operation, and with the skills she had trained in the palace of the Dajing Dynasty, she could already remember it just by watching the production process of these new dishes.

Even, even what to do at each step, she can roughly guess seven, seven, eight, eight.

After all, the title of Sanpin Imperial Chef is not something to be said casually, how dare you cook for the emperor without a unique skill?

Wouldn't that be a head-off?

Just as Rong Ling was recalling all the things she had in the imperial dining room of the Great Jing Dynasty, three new dishes had been unconsciously placed on the table in front of her.

"Sister Qiong, this is the new product I just developed - lemon-flavored crispy roast goose, jade honey pumpkin balls, and green and golden silk noodle soup."

Lin Haofeng introduced the three new products placed on the dining table one by one, which were extremely attractive in terms of presentation and color.

Judging from his confident expression, he should be confident in the three dishes.