Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Isn't this progressing too fast?!

Although he was already used to Zhao Xiaojing's high learning efficiency, he had only taught her how to flip the spoon the day before yesterday, right?

Moreover, when pointing out the shortcomings of Zhao Xiaojing's practice of fancy pot-shaking, he demonstrated it and talked about it casually!

It's only been two days?

"Xiao Zhao, what did you just say to me? You said you could barely flip the spoon when you practiced it? You call that barely?"

Sun Dehai looked at Zhao Xiaojing's almost seamless flipping of the spoon in disbelief.

"Yeah, I feel like I didn't do this 180° turn very smoothly."

As she spoke, Zhao Xiaojing pushed the pot outwards to lift the rice up, then quickly pulled it back in, collecting all the tumbling rice into the pot without a single grain falling.

"You've only practiced for two days, how can you expect to be smooth?"

Sun Dehai looked mad.

"Look, in just two days, you have already mastered the techniques of pushing, pulling, lifting and crushing to such a high standard. Xiao Zhao, you really are an instant master. You are born to do this!"

"That's amazing, Xiao Zhao. You've basically mastered flipping the spoon. Now you need to press the spoon in your right hand a little harder, close to the bottom of the pot. Then practice more and become more fluent. Then you'll be considered a master!"

Sun Dehai looked at Zhao Xiaojing's confused expression, who didn't even know how capable she was, and couldn't stop praising her.

"I also have to thank Master Sun for his meticulous teaching! It is only because of your guidance that I can make such rapid progress."

Zhao Xiaojing reacted, her brows immediately lit up, and she thanked happily.

"Haha, this is all thanks to your good qualifications and solid character. I have trained many apprentices over the years, and you are definitely my favorite student!"

Sun Dehai was also very proud to see Zhao Xiaojing finish her studies.

"Xiao Zhao, I'll go get my phone. You can demonstrate it again later. I'll record a video for you. I'm going to send it to my fellow apprentices who joined the industry with me to show off my skills!"

"Then I'll get it too. Master Sun, shall we take a photo together?"

Seeing that Master Sun was happy, Zhao Xiaojing took the opportunity to put forward the proposal that she had been brewing for a day.

Zhao Xiaojing looked at the group photo taken by Wen Yulan on Mid-Autumn Festival for a long time and flipped through her phone. It turned out to be the only group photo taken with people around her in the past two years.

At that moment, she suddenly felt as if time had been wasted and she could not remember how she had spent the past two years.

When I came to work today, I suddenly thought that the construction deadline is approaching. I have worked with these colleagues in the kitchen for so long, and everyone has been so nice to her, but there is not even a photo taken with them.

"Okay, okay! I'll go get my phone."

Sun Dehai happily agreed to the proposal.

Zhao Xiaojing also ran over happily and took out her cell phone from the cabinet.

After taking the phone, Sun Dehai instructed Zhao Xiaojing twice on the spoon pressing action with her right hand.

Afterwards, I excitedly recorded a video of Zhao Xiaojing flipping the spoon, and immediately posted it to the group of three brothers who started learning together and have a very good relationship with me.

"Lao Jia, Lao Gu, look at my apprentice. He has reached this level after just one month of teaching me how to flip the spoon!"

"I remember you two practiced for three months, right?"

"Last time, Lao Gu asked how long your eldest disciple had been teaching him? He even sent us a video!"

"Ah, it's because I started late. I'm already this old, but I've only trained a decent apprentice. He learned how to stir the wok after only one month of teaching. Isn't he born to be a hardworking cook like us? But you have so many disciples, you must not be hungry."

Sun Dehai proudly sent several Versailles voice messages in the group.

Zhao Xiaojing heard this and laughed non-stop.

After Sun Dehai finished sending the voice message, he asked the kitchen staff to take a photo of him and Zhao Xiaojing.

It happened that the workers had all finished their meals and the kitchen was idle, so a group of people came over to join in the fun. After a while, the photos in the mobile phone changed from the initial photo of two people to a multi-dimensional group photo of nine people.

The photos were all in Zhao Xiaojing's mobile phone. A group of people shouted to send the photos, and Zhao Xiaojing added them on WeChat one by one and sent them the photos.

After sending the last picture, Zhao Xiaojing saw nine unread messages as soon as she returned.

Six of them came from Guo Gaoang, and three came from a parent of a student in the group.

"Student Zhao, I'm really sorry. I was the one who cursed at the two people in the group. I'm a newbie who just started working. I haven't tried your fried skewers and don't know how delicious they are. I'm really sorry if I've affected you."

"I don't actually know these two people, and I didn't know they would rush in like that. I tried to persuade them, but they blocked me."

Then there are two screenshots of being blocked while chatting.

In the screenshots, Guo Gaoang has been persuading people not to swear, saying that they should not be so impulsive when doing this job, and that the fried skewers in this restaurant are really delicious. In response, he was cursed and given a red exclamation mark.

Then two more apologies.

"Student Zhao, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, I would cause you such a bummer just by buying you fried skewers. I wanted to help you promote, but I didn't expect to mess it up. Please believe me!"

"Student Zhao, please forgive me for the sake of our long-time friendship! My love for your fried skewers is evident to all!"

Zhao Xiaojing was confused and went back to read the messages from the students' parents.

First there were two messages at the same time.

"Boss Zhao knows you're busy and don't have time to deal with this idiot. Don't worry, if you insult our fried skewers, you're insulting me personally. The people in the group are gathering to insult him back for you. I'm going to scold him to death today and vent my anger!"

"Boss, just focus on your work and don't be affected."

Then, an hour later, a separate message arrived.

"Oh, boss, I'm sorry, I sent it to the wrong person just now! I was sleepwalking! I haven't woken up yet! We haven't talked to each other today, you must have forgotten about me! I mistook you for a file transfer assistant, sorry!"

What's going on? Who cursed the skewers? In the group?

Zhao Xiaojing quickly grasped the main information.

A quick look at the group messages shows 2736 of them! These diners are really good at chatting.

"Xiao Zhao! Come and eat!"

Sister Hou held the bowl and shouted at Zhao Xiaojing at the top of her voice. Zhao Xiaojing responded and read the news while walking.

Some of the group messages are hard to understand and don’t seem to make any sense. Everyone just talks about their own things.

Zhao Xiaojing tilted her head to look at her phone, eating with chopsticks in one hand and scrolling through messages with the other, scrolling up many more.

When the meal was almost finished, I finally saw several messages that didn't sound like robots talking. The general idea was that Li Donglai asked everyone to refresh the screen so that she wouldn't see them.

Scrolling up further, I saw Li Donglai’s series of explanations on the reasons for selling fried skewers in this way now.

Going further up, there was finally some cursing. A few people I had little impression of were arguing with a group of old diners, and the curses were very unpleasant.

Zhao Xiaojing took a few glances at the meaningless and vicious exchanges, then quickly scrolled down and finally figured out the cause of the incident.

Zhao Xiaojing felt complicated after seeing this. She took a deep breath to suppress her turbulent thoughts, packed up her things and hurried off work.

I also have to hurry and fry the marinated skewers and deliver the goods that the diners ordered yesterday.

Although the working time has been advanced to half an hour, the order volume is quite large. When I finished everything and rode my bike to the door of Chushan Road Supermarket, it was already 8:20.

At noon, Zhao Xiaojing also made a large batch of red bean and mung bean milk ice, which has now been packaged and placed aside, ready to be given with the fried skewers as a return gift for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"The boss is here!"

"boss!"

"Good evening, boss!"

It was a familiar scene. Customers saw Zhao Xiaojing calling out to them one by one.

However, compared with the previous boldness and madness, today's greeting seemed much more reserved, and Zhao Xiaojing actually heard a sense of uneasiness in it.

However, Zhao Xiaojing did not want to bring it up, because she had not figured out how to deal with it, and she did not want to let everyone down.

"Good evening, everyone. Today I made red bean and mung bean milk ice cream. When you get your fried skewers, pick one. The red bag on the left is red bean, and the green one is mung bean. Thank you for the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."

Zhao Xiaojing took out two large foam boxes filled with sugar water, placed them on the stall cart, and let customers choose for themselves.

"Wow, sister, you are so thoughtful! Did you make this yourself? Can you make sugar water?"

The curly-haired lady at the side received the fried skewers she ordered, and then picked up a cup of mung bean milk ice and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, I made it myself. You can try it and see if it tastes good."

"Thank you, boss. You are so nice... Boss, are you busy during the day? Do you have a lot of things to do?"

Another customer also got some mung bean ice and asked cautiously.

"I guess so. I have other work during the day."

"So are you busy today? Do you have time to slack off?"

"Boss, what do you do during the day? Are you allowed to use your phone during work?"

After receiving the fried skewers, the customers were reluctant to leave. One by one they asked a question tentatively, while those who said nothing also surrounded Zhao Xiaojing and watched.

"Well, I'm busy. I don't check my phone much."

"Oh, all right.

Oh no! I mean, it was so fulfilling!"

The tattooed guy who asked the question let out a long sigh and spoke his true feelings unconsciously. He was patted by the person behind him and he quickly changed his words.

Zhao Xiaojing originally thought the atmosphere was quite awkward, but now she felt like laughing.

"Boss, what's the difference between the red beans and mung beans you made?"

Seeing that the people in front were about to be exposed, customer No. 27 took the fried skewers and changed the subject.

"These two are actually made the same way, both are milk smoothies, the difference is the different taste of mung beans and red beans. And the small toppings inside are a little different, mung beans are osmanthus, and red beans are chopped tangerine peel."

Zhao Xiaojing pointed at the two kinds of syrup and explained patiently.

"The boss is an expert! This combination sounds delicious!"

"And it also contains sweet-scented osmanthus and dried tangerine peel? Boss, you are really generous. You made such a big cup as a gift and even added some small ingredients..."

The guests gathered together, either because they realized what was happening or because the topic was really diverted, and they all started discussing the sweet soup that Zhao Xiaojing had sent.

Seeing that the diners finally stopped surrounding the boss to ask about what happened during the day, No. 27 breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't these idiots know that the more they care, the more suspicion they will arouse? The more wrong they have done, the more they have to act as frankly as usual in order to cover up the past.

This is the experience he gained after countless interrogations by his wife!

No. 27 proudly opened the red bean shaved ice and leisurely scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

"Fuck! Boss, do you add opium shells to everything you make?!"

No. 27 shouted at Zhao Xiaojing, and the diners around her suddenly fell silent, looking at each other in horror.