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

"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 recent years.

At that moment, she suddenly felt as if time had been wasted and she could no longer remember how she had gotten through these 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 in less than a month of teaching me 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 just trained a decent apprentice. He can already flip the wok after just a few days of teaching. Isn't this the fate of a hard-working cook like us? Look at you, you have so many disciples, and each of you is luckier than her, alas!"

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 led the group to curse at these two people. I'm a newbie who just started working and I don't know how delicious your fried skewers 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 messages 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 no impression of were arguing with a group of old diners. The curses were very ugly. Another person started to spread rumors, saying that there were maggots in the fried skewers.

Zhao Xiaojing looked at Li Donglai's approach, nodded in appreciation, continued to flip through the pages, glanced at the meaningless and vicious exchanges, and quickly scrolled up again, finally figuring out the cause of the incident.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing began to feel complicated. She took a deep breath to suppress her turbulent thoughts, finished her meal, 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 and take away.