Huang Zhengyan glanced at Yun Qishen indifferently. A thank you didn't particularly affect him. "Everything is covered, so don't stay here and get busy with the others."
"Yes!" Yun Qishen bowed his hands towards Huang Zhengyan.
Huang Zhengyan walked towards the dining room as he walked forward, "It's still half an hour before the banquet starts. You should hurry up and don't miss the time."
"Yes." Yun Qishen bent over and saluted in the direction of Huang Zhengyan's departure. It wasn't until Huang Zhengyan's figure disappeared outside the courtyard that Yun Qishen straightened up and pulled the cart close to the dining room door.
Many people gathered at the door of the dining room. They crowded towards the door on tiptoes and looked at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Is the young master gone?" A cook asked about the situation.
Then a cook popped up and replied, "Let's go!"
Another cook covered his heart and sighed in fear, "You don't know, he almost scared me to death with his eyes like that just now. I thought I did something wrong."
"Look at how cowardly you are!" Another cook continued, "However, I'm also a little curious, what exactly did Chef Lu carve when he made such a big thing?"
Everyone shook their heads, and someone quickly answered, "I don't know. It seems we can only wait until the banquet to see it."
The manager in charge felt a little angry when he saw that the door was crowded with people who were not doing business. He also squeezed over and shouted loudly, "Stop crowding here and chatting. Didn't you see that Chef Gou is coming soon? Hurry up and get busy." go!"
People had no choice but to give up the discussion and return to their seats to continue their business. The person in charge happened to meet Yun Qishen who was pulling the cart over.
The steward had a flattering smile on his face, "Hey, hey, Chef Wolf, do you need help from me? You see, the dish is almost cooked, and everything you ordered has been prepared. I don't have anything else to do here." Come on, look..."
Yun Qishen pretended to be naive and scratched the back of his head with his hands, "I don't have anything else to do here. Let's get busy preparing to serve the dishes when they are ready."
"Okay." The manager's smile became brighter, and Yun Qishen felt that his smile became more fake.
In a corner of the dining room, there was naturally someone who couldn't stand the silly look Yun Qishen was pretending to have. The man was thin, with big eyes and a sharp mouth. At first glance, he looked like a praying mantis. He complained softly in the direction of Yun Qishen, "Tch, what's the air? Look at the supervisor's flattering look."
Next to him is a slightly fat cook with a small lock of hair on his head, who looks quite lively.
The little fat cook smiled when he heard what the sharp-tongued cook said, "Oh, you still have opinions now. Look at Zhou Jiang, he is much more honest after being beaten. He has a background, we can't afford to offend him. of."
The sharp-tongued cook touched the bottom of his nose with his hand, "I just can't stand the way a countryman like him shows off his power!"
The little fat cook said again, "But he cooks really well and teaches everyone how to cook. Why do you have so many opinions here?"
The sharp-tongued cook hugged the little fat cook's shoulders, "Oh, I didn't learn what he taught me, so what do I care about him? I just want to make him look embarrassed!"
The fat little cook raised his eyebrows. He then pushed the sharp-tongued cook away and reminded him seriously, "I said, don't fool around at the banquet. If something goes wrong with these dishes, our lives are not guaranteed. You I don’t want to die with this fat country boy.”
The sharp-tongued cook slapped his chest, "Of course I know what to do. If I want to make him look embarrassed, I have to target that thing!"
As they spoke, their eyes focused on the huge object on the cart at the door. The little fat cook also nodded, "You mean this big thing he carved?"
"That's right, just wait and see, I'm going to turn his surprise into a fright!" The sharp-tongued cook looked confident. The little fat cook couldn't look down on his words and deeds.
As soon as the little fat cook's eyes moved away from the sharp-mouthed cook, he caught Zhou Jiang's gaze towards them. This made the little fat cook pay attention and whispered to the sharp-mouthed cook, "Zhou Jiang has been staring at us. Woolen cloth?"
The sharp-mouthed cook quickly raised his head to look at Zhou Jiang and smiled. When he saw Zhou Jiang turning around to leave, he hurriedly approached, "Hey, Zhou Jiang, you also want to take revenge on that kid, let's do it together."
As he spoke, the sharp-tongued cook put his hand on Zhou Jiang's shoulder.
Zhou Jiang threw away the cook's hand in disgust, "I don't have as much time as you."
The sharp-tongued cook crossed his arms in front of his chest, "Hey, you've been staring at us for a long time, and you don't have any ideas? You look like you're bruised and swollen, don't you want to come back with revenge?"
Zhou Jiang subconsciously raised his hand to touch the bruises on his face, but he still stopped in mid-air and clenched his fists, "I hate it, but I exposed it myself, and now my ability has been disabled. The only way I can stay is if this fat man asks the manager to let me go."
The sharp-tongued cook couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "Isn't it right? He bribed you with such a small favor?"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Zhou Jiang glanced at the sharp-tongued cook with disgust and turned around to leave.
The sharp-tongued cook gritted his teeth and cursed softly, "Oh, you really deserve to be beaten!"
Here Yun Qishen checked all the main dishes and began to arrange the serving.
"Okay, this dish is ready, let's serve it out."
"Okay." The cooks did not like Yun Qishen's existence at first, but after only one day, everyone's impression of Yun Qishen has also changed a lot. After all, you can learn something from following Yun Qishen. ,
When Yun Qishen was carefully tasting the dishes, Zhou Jiang's voice came from behind him, "Who is that... 枸... 枸..."
Yun Qishen put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Zhou Jiang, "If you can't say it, don't say it. Say something if you have something to say."
Zhou Jiang pursed his lips and simply clenched his fist, "It's nothing."
After saying that, Zhou Jiang took long strides and walked away from Yun Qishen.
Yun Qishen felt strange and secretly used prying eyes to find out the reason.
[Oh, it turns out there are little mice who want to cause trouble. Well, let them do whatever they want. But this Zhou Jiang actually came over to remind me, even though he didn't say it.
That's right, after all, he lost his strength because of me and was beaten up by Huang Shisan, but who allowed him to commit petty theft and frame others?
However, it is better to be wary of this person. 】
Yun Qishen looked at the sharp-tongued cook in Zhou Jiang's memory with a little more attention, and his ears were sensitive to the conversation between the two cooks.
Sharp-tongued cook: "Let's go!"
Little fat cook: "Are you going now?"
Sharp-tongued cook: "How long do you want to wait?"
The little fat cook: "I won't go. I want you to go. If you do it too early, you will be discovered."
"Coward, I'll do it myself!"
After the sharp-tongued cook said this, he took a knife and sneakily approached the door of the dining room. (End of chapter)
