The arrival of a few foreigners seems to be a very common thing, but this matter is a little unusual. And there are still very few foreigners who are not bad at money in China. Especially such a foreigner who spends tens of thousands of dollars on the charter field.

In fact, foreigners in China are more realistic and pay more attention to practical interests.

Lei Xiao looked outside, and then at the several waiters who were setting dishes in the lobby.

"These people are definitely not that simple."

Rong Yu smiled: "I know! ”

"Everyone who comes is a guest, and we definitely can't refuse." Nie Xiaoqing didn't know when she came over, and the three of them sat in the lounge, "Actually, judging from the whole process, there is nothing wrong." It doesn't matter what their purpose is. ”

Rong Yu nodded: "Yes, that's right." ”

"I think it's a good thing!" At this time, Huang Jia came out of nowhere, pushed open the door and came in.

"Why did you come here again today?" Nie Xiaoqing asked.

"In other words, isn't the art chef my family? I'll report back to you when I get home. I love the truth, and I love my home even more. Huang Jia rubbed his nose, "I know these foreigners, I have been to several places in Xingsha recently. Tan Jiacai has also been there. There are also three private dishes. It's all the stars that can be counted. ”

"Hey, that's good!" Nie Xiaoqing praised him.

Huang Jia was proud: "I don't see who I am, I'm going to investigate when I take the order." So in my opinion, these foreigners are purely here to taste food, and they are not short of money. And also...... All conspiracy theories can go bankrupt! Xiaoqing, do you say? ”

"Ahh Nie Xiaoqing took a sip of him, always going bankrupt in front of him.

Huang Jia said: "I'm starving, I'm going to see if it's okay!" With that, he slipped out.

Lei Xiao smiled slightly, he liked this kind of atmosphere a lot, and he liked this kind of centripetal force working hard for a small group more and more.

During the staff meal, Huang Jia also raised his eyebrows and danced with his eyebrows as an example of eating Western food when he traveled abroad, saying what kind of process it takes to eat in those top foreign restaurants.

pretended to be a forced offender to be beaten.

Nie Xiaoqing wanted to sew his mouth shut, and when he was eating, he was talking to the table, so damn it, saliva was squirting everywhere. Disgusting to death.

A few waitresses listened with relish.

Zhou Hui was also fascinated by it, and she didn't even see Ning Meng next to her grabbing the ribs with her hands. The key is to grab the hand of the ribs, because it is slimy, and I wiped it directly with my clothes.

Listening to Huang Jiajiang's foreign experiences, Zhou Hui felt very satisfied.

I don't think I've been there, but after listening to it, I feel like I've seen it. I've never heard of this before.

When she was done, Zhou Hui took Ning Meng's hand and prepared to go back. Only to find that my hands were also sticky. I couldn't bear not beating the baby in the art kitchen. After washing his hands, he came out and met Huang Jia.

"Brother Huang...... That one...... It's really that big...... How much does it weigh more than a dozen pounds? ”

Huang Jia looked at her with slanted eyes: "Of course there is, Brother Yi Tian will get you one!" ”

"It's not...... I don't want ...... I'm just asking! ”

Zhou Hui panicked, hurriedly pulled Ning Meng, and walked quickly.

Ning Meng was pulled by Zhou Hui, the first foot taller, and walked away without touching the ground. She was still holding a piece of Wangwang Xianbei tightly in one hand, all of which were crushed, and she was ready to exchange things with Brother Rong to eat.

It doesn't matter if it's crushed, she plans to go back and stick it with self-adhesive tape, and exchange things with Brother Rong tomorrow.

Huang Jia watched Zhou Hui disappear with some melancholy.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Rong Yu standing in a position behind him, staring at him.

"Don't sympathize with me."

"No, I think I should celebrate you." Rong Yu said.

Huang Jia said angrily: "You can't understand me? Celebrate the fart! ”

"Celebrate that you haven't succeeded yet." Rong Yu laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "A woman who has been divorced and hurt by a man is like a durian." ”

Huang Jia turned his head to look at Rong Yu: "You mean...... On the outside of her is a hard shell that will automatically (this chapter is not finished!) when the time is ripe and when the time comes. )

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The crack opening? At that point, it will be easy to peel off? ”

"What do you think, what I want to say is, it smells bad and tastes good." Rong Yu couldn't help laughing again, and he laughed a little unscrupulously.

"Get out, Brother Yu, we're breaking up!"

Huang Jia left angrily.

Even Nie Xiaoqing shouted at him behind his back, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"What's wrong with him?" Nie Xiaoqing asked Rong Yu puzzled. It's rare to see Huang Jia so deaf and deaf.

"A man who is trapped by love and thinks he is open-minded. In fact, you don't have to be like this, ask what the world is like, and you don't allow this to teach people, and you don't allow that! ”

"I hate you the most for insinuating like this!" Nie Xiaoqing dropped a sentence angrily, ignored Rong Yu anymore, turned around and went to the inner room.

Rong Yu also packed up, Wang Tiejun came out with him, and said to Rong Yu: "Master, if I am in the competition, how can I express the history and cultural inheritance of my works?" ”

He had been thinking about this question for a long time.

He can't make it as delicious as Rong Yu, and he can still speak well. When you're playing, no one listens to where you're doing. He was a little cocked.

Rong Yu patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Wang, the inheritance of cooking skills sometimes doesn't need you to take the initiative to say it. The judges are all experts, doing is the process, and the taste is the result. All you need to do is add a proper name to your work. ”

"For example, if you serve a bowl of noodles and say, "Judges, this is a bowl of noodles I made." At this time, I am sure that others will not have any other emotions involved, but I just feel that this is a bowl of noodles. But if you say it like this, Mr. Judge, this is a bowl of "Silk Like a Wisp of Wang Zhen", the judge teacher must ask, why is it called this name? You just said that Huang Tingjian, a Taoist in the valley, had eaten this bowl of noodles and praised it, and the inscription poem was "A cup of soup cake with silver silk is messy, and the silk is like a wisp of Wang Zhen's pity", so this bowl of noodles inherits the poetry of the predecessors, and it is thought that it is as thin as silk and silk as a thread, so it is called "Silk is like a wisp of Wang Zhen's pity". You'll see what the judges judge when the time comes. ”

Rong Yu came casually.

Wang Tiejun was dumbfounded.

I just made a bowl of noodles, and you said so much. But it seems to be ...... That's not impossible. It's not that you can't, but it's too sassy to operate.

Immediately, there was a surge of admiration for Rong Yu.

Master is Master, but can this be done on oneself? In the final analysis, it is still too far from Master's cultural heritage. I couldn't help but touch my head, and I was worried.

Not only did it not solve the problem, but it made it even more difficult, and I was already working hard to read the book. I've fallen asleep many times in "Dream of Red Mansions", but I don't have any impression.

"It's not okay not to read, but you can't copy books if you do. Didn't I say that earlier? In fact, more than half of the legends of some food are made up. If you are willing to tell a good story, then the dish you make will have the value of inheritance. ”

After speaking, Rong Yu also patted him on the shoulder and asked him to think about it.

Wang Tiejun touched his head, although it sounded reasonable, but he was still a little confused, and he had to study it in depth.

So he left with a serious face.

Nie Xiaoqing was the last to come out, and as soon as Wang Tiejun left, she went out and closed the door. looked at the place where Wang Tiejun disappeared, and smiled at Rong Yu: "Fooling him again?" ”

"This is preaching, and you say so...... It made me feel like I was passing on Xiao. ”

"But you seem familiar with that!" Nie Xiaoqing said, "I remember that when Qian Duoduo was competing for new singers, he sang a song, which is to tell a story. Also apocryphal? ”

Nie Xiaoqing's eyebrows twitched a few times.

"Yes and no!" Rong Yu just didn't say that in his world, that story was true, but in this world, this story was made up.

"Mysterious mystery!"

Nie Xiaoqing said disdainfully.

"So...... Singing can tell a story, food can tell a story, but can design tell a story? ”

The question seems to involve philosophical questions.

There are many industries that can tell stories, and the most common is politics. Also (this chapter is not finished!) )

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There are commercial roadshows that also need to tell stories, of course, there are some seemingly insignificant places that also need to tell stories, and even participate in a comedian competition, you can come up with a Wang Hanxu, and then come to a paragraph: "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Hanxu, my family is very difficult, since I was a child, my mother told me that the children of the poor should be in charge of the family early, I came to this stage for my own dream......"

"Of course design can tell a story!"

Rong Yu looked at Nie Xiaoqing, looked at her eyes suspiciously, and then slowly became affirmative.

"You're out on a private job? No wonder they don't come to me these days to plague me. ”

Nie Xiaoqing smiled: "That's not called private work, it's a serious job in your spare time." I use my after-hours to work as a designer for a job. Then I got a recommendation from this company and designed a work to participate in the advertising design competition in Shonan Province. It is a relatively high gold competition in this industry. ”

"Restoring confidence?"

"yes, regain your confidence and take your design to the next level. I'm also going to participate in national advertising design competitions...... If I had gotten it, I probably wouldn't have been in the art kitchen for long. ”

Nie Xiaoqing has long been silently accumulating strength and capital for himself.

"Who are the investors?" Rong Yu asked.

"Myself!" Nie Xiaoqing smiled, "When I went bankrupt, I sold all the company's assets, and my personal assets were almost sold. Finally paid off the debt. This year, my salary has also been 200,000 less. In addition, I plan to sell some of my jewelry and bags, which is almost a hundred thousand. ”

"What kind of advertising agency can 300,000 open?" Rong Yu didn't believe it.

"I don't have such a high spirit, after a failed experience, if I still have my eyes above the top, sooner or later I will repeat the same mistakes. But...... Not yet, but for a while, maybe a year, maybe two years. I'm still trying to save some money! ”

When Nie Xiaoqing said this, he was calm, there was no grandiose words, and there was no random investment and swearing, as if he was going to do something that was already very ordinary.

In the end, it is mature.

"Can't you give me a chance to invest?" Rong Yu asked, "Invest in the name of the art chef." You also have shares in Yichu, and if you have dividends, you will be given dividends at the end of this year. ”

Nie Xiaoqing was silent, she didn't think about it.

She raised her head to look at Rong Yu: "I just want to...... Yichu is just you and Huang Jia's, and now there is Lei Xiao's, all of them are real money investment and technology shares, what am I? ”

"Three bosses!"

Rong Yu patted her on the shoulder.

"Didn't we all say it? Art Kitchen is the base from which we realize our dreams. So don't be hypocritical, I can't look down on you no matter how hypocritical you are. ”

"Take advantage of me!" Nie Xiaoqing brushed aside Rong Yu's hand on her shoulder, turned her head suddenly, and tears flew out.

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