The richest man went on a blind date, and his 19-year-old daughter wanted to support me

The twenty-odd dishes made by Cuihua looked pretty good, but actually they tasted just so-so.

Every time Cuihua cooked a dish that was really unpalatable, she would firmly demand that Liu Gensheng must eat it all and not waste any food, otherwise she would get punched.

Cuihua said to Liu Gensheng: "Then I am worried that my husband's nutrition is not enough, right?

I hope my husband can eat better and work hard to break through the next 5 billion mark for the company.

Now that the local market has had a very enthusiastic effect, the next step is to enter the international market.

I believe that the demand for these takeouts among foreigners is definitely much greater than we imagined.

If we can enter the overseas market now, we will definitely make a lot of money.”

Liu Gensheng was not interested in breaking the 5 billion mark. He believed that conquering the world was a fairly easy thing, but it just took time.

He sat in front of the dining table, looking at the sweet and sour spare ribs, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and braised fish on the table.

These things look good, but they smell fishy and taste half-cooked, and it feels like the seasoning has no flavor at all.

But Liu Gensheng didn't dare to express his inner dissatisfaction directly, because he knew that Cuihua's bloated and fat body would definitely punch him in the face in the next second.

Judging from his body shape, there is no way he could defeat Cuihua in a one-on-one fight. In front of Cuihua, he is just a skinny patient.

Liu Gensheng said to Cuihua, "My dear wife, the food you cooked today is incredible to me.

I've made so much, oh, forget it, I think it's too delicious, I can't bear to eat it, I'll just order takeout."

As soon as Liu Gensheng said this, Cuihua immediately understood whether he was implying something about her.

Cuihua said to Liu Gensheng: "Do you think the food I cook is not tasty, so you want to order takeout now?

I tell you, Liu Gensheng, don’t be shameless.

All the food I made today, no matter whether it tastes good or not, you must swallow it all. If you dare to spit it out, I will strangle you to death."

Liu Gensheng didn't know who he had offended. He had to eat with such a woman. Even if he didn't want to, he had to eat with her now.

Liu Gensheng picked up the chopsticks, his hands were shaking. He had never felt so wronged by this woman before. He guessed that she was a big spy sent by God to punish him.

He first picked up a piece of braised fish and put it in his mouth for a while, then picked up the sweet and sour spare ribs and put them in his mouth.

He felt that the taste was so bad that he couldn't even swallow it.

Liu Gensheng gave the other person a thumbs up out of conscience and said, "It's delicious, really delicious. I didn't expect that your cooking skills have improved dramatically recently.

My God, if I have time, I must come home and learn from you. My cooking skills are probably not even half as good as yours now."

Cuihua didn't know that everything Liu Gensheng said now was against his conscience.

Cuihua said to Niu Gensheng: "Don't try to seduce me here, you little brat, I tell you, I know exactly what you are thinking.

You, you often eat takeout, junk food, and food from roadside stalls, so your physical condition is so bad.

If you want to eat, eat the essence and nutritious food. Isn’t it more delicious than take-out if I cook it for you?

Why won't you listen to your wife?"

Cuihua was explaining this knowledge to Liu Gensheng in a serious manner, and Liu Gensheng rolled his eyes several times.

He closed his eyes again and continued to eat the next famous dish, which was Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

You won’t know until you try it. You’ll be shocked when you do. The seafood and abalone in Buddha Jumps Over the Wall are almost all raw.

At that time, Liu Gensheng raised his inner doubts and asked the other party why they didn't cook these things more thoroughly. Cuihua's answer at that time was invincible.

Cuihua said to Liu Gensheng: "If it's overcooked, it won't be fresh and tender. Aren't you in the takeaway and catering business? How come you don't even have these basic things? I have to teach you...

Eat quickly, you must finish all of this pot of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Chu Hang was happily looking at the backstage data on the other side. The number of orders had now reached over 8 million. Of course, this was only within half an hour.

Liu Gensheng said to Cuihua: "I usually thought you loved me very much.

As for the number of orders, the total number of orders today is as high as more than 90 million, and generally speaking, most orders are placed by young men and women, and they all order handsome men and beautiful women with good looks.

Xi Yang Hong must have been slapped in the face. As a reporter of the most authoritative financial channel, he must feel bad about being slapped in the face.

Xi Yang Hong published a very long article on his social media platform, predicting that the private chef app would have the security risks he had predicted before.

That is a home robbery or theft, or a situation where personal safety is in danger.

But Chu Hang’s thoughts were even more careful than Xi Yanghong’s.

He knew that not every chef had high quality, so he gave each chef more than 300 test papers.

Only if you pass the exam can you accept orders on their private chef APP, otherwise forget it.

There are already more than 4.0 chefs who have signed up to take the exam.

In fact, the total number of local chefs is only more than 30,000, and more than 10,000 of them have submitted their information and introductions from overseas.

Because they understand that private chefs are paid very well. They work hard in the kitchen all day and the maximum they can earn is more than 200 yuan a day. If they are senior chefs, they can earn more than 300 yuan.

If they cook a larger quantity, it would only be three hundred and fifty yuan.

But this kind of life that you can foresee the end of has no motivation and no meaning at all.

They have to work under the scorching heat, sweating profusely, and sometimes the food they cook is not to the customers' taste.

Then it will have to be returned and you will have to endure all kinds of abuse from the customers.