After the marriage, the charming educated youth is eye-catching

Zhong family.

Zhong Xuexi looked at the busy figures in the kitchen and stood at the door, hesitating to move forward.

Lin Ziqiu caught a glimpse of the figure out of the corner of his eye and felt amused.

"What are you standing there for? Come and light a fire for me."

Zhong Xuexi took a deep breath and slowly sat down in front of the stove. "Can you tell me what Zhao Huaian said when he took a female teacher to the state-owned restaurant for dinner yesterday?"

"Or if anyone else in your store heard something, can you tell me?"

Lin Ziqiu's hands never stopped peeling garlic. "Why do you care about him so much? You don't like him."

"How can I say I care about him? Doesn't that woman he's on a blind date look familiar to you? If Zhao Huaian gets together with her, I really..."

"Really? You don't like him, so you have no right to tell him who he's with." Lin Ziqiu interrupted her, "What do you think of him? He'll eventually get married and have children, and the person he spends his life with will be his wife. You're really crossing the line."

Zhong Xuexi was so anxious that she jumped up and down. "I didn't say I wanted to stop him from getting married and having children, but he can't be with someone I hate, right?"

Lin Ziqiu paused and slowly stood up. "If his wife's choice is determined solely based on your personal preferences, and he hates Wei Zhihe, would you choose to give up Wei Zhihe for his feelings?"

These words completely stumped Zhong Xuexi.

If she were asked to give up Wei Zhihe for Zhao Huaian, that would be absolutely impossible.

Even her brother marrying Lin Ziqiu had her objection invalid, let alone Zhao Huaian, an outsider. It was just a relationship they had grown up with, and she had no right to decide Zhao Huaian's future.

On the military side, Zhong Heyang was about to ride his bike home when he was stopped by people from the regiment.

"Brother Zhong, the cultural troupe will be performing tomorrow. Are you really not coming?"

Zhong Heyang has never been interested in these things. When the leaders above came to inspect, he never liked to do the reception work, so he took the initiative to give it to Wei Zhihe at the meeting.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhihe, who always loved to show off, also declined this time, saying that he was not up to the task.

In the end, Commander Nguyen had no choice but to choose the Chief of Staff to take full responsibility.

"Don't go."

"I heard the art troupe spent a fortune on this event, even hiring a chef from outside to prepare the dinner after the performance! You won't be able to enjoy this feast if you don't go."

Zhong Heyang disagreed, "No one can compare to my wife's cooking skills."

Zhou Shun is the most capable company commander under him, and the two are good brothers who have been through thick and thin together.

"Everyone says you were forced to marry. What's the matter? It's only been a few days, and you've already been completely captivated by your sister-in-law."

Zhong Heyang glanced at him mysteriously: "You don't understand."

"Hey! You're still pretending! You got married so suddenly, and you still owe us brothers a drink! When are you going to pay it back?"

Zhou Shun is also a bachelor. He used to use Zhong Heyang as a shield. The captain hasn’t even gotten married yet, so why is he in such a hurry?

But no one expected that Zhong Heyang only took a few days off and got married when he came back.

Everyone was thankful that Ruan Qing was transferred to another province to study, otherwise he would have caused a scene at the wedding, which would have been a real spectacle.

"Don't worry, I'll let you drink sooner or later." Zhong Heyang waved his hand, "Don't block the way, it will delay me from going home to find my wife."

"I was wondering why you haven't come back to the compound with me lately. I wonder if you've forgotten your brothers because you got a wife!"

Zhong Heyang ignored his laughter and scolding and rode away on his bike.

Zhou Shun gave him a thumbs-up backwards and sarcastically said, "Hey! You're really good!"

The art troupe's performance arrived as scheduled.

Out of sympathy for Lin Ziqiu, Jiang Lin closed the hotel for a day and personally sent Lin Ziqiu and the others there.

"Perform well today! Try to take them all down!"

In addition to wanting to give his two children more opportunities, Jiang Lin also has some selfish motives.

If their cooking skills are recognized by so many people, are they still worried that the restaurant will have no business?

Lin Ziqiu had long expressed his willingness to stay in the store, and Tian Xiaobo had always been diligent, but he couldn't always follow his father around, and there had to be a time for him to stand on his own.

It would be great if I could be noticed by the art troupe and recruited as a cook.

Lin Ziqiu had seen a lot of things, so she wasn't at all shy about being in a place like the art troupe. Tian Xiaobo was much more nervous than she was, but his face showed no emotion, only his palms were sweating.

The show ends at eight o'clock in the evening, so they come over in the afternoon to prepare the food.

The head of the art troupe, Fu Zhaoxue, was a classmate of Jiang Lin. Upon learning that they had arrived at the door, he came out to greet them in person.

"Old classmate, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Lin shook her hand and introduced her, "For your performance tonight, I've given you my precious chef. My restaurant is closed today. I'll call your husband and have a drink with me!"

Fu Zhaoxue's husband and Jiang Lin have known each other for many years, but they are busy with work, so they don't see each other when they get together every year.

"I'll make sure he makes it up to you later!"

The two exchanged a few pleasantries before Jiang Lin introduced her, "These two are the chefs of my restaurant, Lin Ziqiu and Tian Xiaobo."

Fu Zhaoxue originally thought that the two people he brought were just assistants to the chef, but he never expected that the chef was so young.

If it were someone else, she would definitely have doubts, but she believed Jiang Lin's words without a doubt.

She couldn't help but sigh: "It's great that he can be a chef at such a young age!" In her impression, chefs are usually experienced chefs in their forties. This is the first time she has seen someone so young.

"Hello, Captain Lin!" Lin Ziqiu and Tian Xiaobo shouted. Before this, Jiang Lin had already briefly introduced the art troupe to them.

"Our Xiaoqiu is Mr. Li's granddaughter. It's true that she is better than her father!" Jiang Lin was very proud.

"Oh? Grandpa Li's granddaughter! That's amazing! I remember when I was in school, we had to queue up if we wanted to eat Grandpa Li's food! It's a pity that he's very old now, but there are successors!"

Fu Zhaoxue came from a wealthy family. He went abroad to study when he was young and later devoted himself to the art industry.

Mr. Li was already a very famous chef when they were young, and no one who had eaten his food had anything bad to say about it.

"Our Xiaofeng is not bad either. His father was taught by Mr. Li, and he has been familiar with him since he was a child."

Jiang Lin's sudden praise left Tian Xiaobo stunned for a moment.

Fu Zhaoxue nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad! With them around, I can rest assured!"

"Come on, let's stop standing outside and talking. I'll take you to the cafeteria."

The art troupe's cafeteria is not very large, but it can accommodate several hundred people.

In addition to Lin Ziqiu and Tian Xiaobo, there were several female soldiers in logistics, a total of nine people, responsible for dinner for nearly four hundred people.

In addition, a separate table of dishes must be prepared.

After Fu Zhaoxue briefly introduced Lin Ziqiu to the others, she left with Jiang Lin.

"You prepare the separate table of dishes tonight, and I'll take care of the rest." Lin Ziqiu's goal was clear. Tian Xiaobo needed to take advantage of this opportunity to make a splash, so it would be most appropriate for him to prepare the important dishes.

Tian Xiaobo was hesitant, "How can I do that alone..."

"You are no worse than anyone else. Besides, don't you still have me? I will help you."

Cooking for hundreds of people is not difficult. The key is to make sure the food suits the public’s taste.

Besides her, there are seven helpers.

Tian Xiaobo clenched his fists, "Well! Then I'll choose the dishes first."

The seven female logistics soldiers nearby felt somewhat dissatisfied when they saw how young the two of them were.

They have been in the art troupe for so many years, but today such a good opportunity was taken by someone else.

"You let him cook for an entire table by himself? Do you know who the people who came to that table today are?"

One of the oldest female soldiers couldn't help but speak up, "If we mess up tonight, no one will be held responsible! Don't let yourself get in trouble by causing trouble for others!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the female comrade next to her joined in, mocking her sarcastically: "What a country bumpkin who came to the city, he has no self-awareness at all."

"If you're so scared, why not leave now before it starts?"

Lin Ziqiu didn't give in either. Time was tight and she didn't have time to prove her strength to these people.