High-priced cook: Good morning, Mrs. Fu

Su Tian only felt sore all over, not only bored, but also nauseated because of being exposed to the hot sun.She wanted to retch, but held her throat tightly, not wanting to make any whimpers.

She thought, I'm getting out of here.I can't be so ashamed.

In a daze of consciousness, as if being hugged by someone, I heard an anxious call, "Su Tian..."

Then lost consciousness.

What the two didn't realize was that the person who just took the photo didn't leave, but was wandering nearby. Seeing this scene, they hurriedly raised the camera from a distance, "Interesting. The weight of this gossip is getting bigger and bigger."

"Hahahaha, Mrs. Fu kissed me with other men in a narrow alley where there was no one, I'm going to get rich!"

The hotel provided rooms for all the contestants who came to participate in the competition. After Song Xiangyang got the prize, he went back to the room and simply packed his things.He has few things, just put down a suitcase.His home is not too far from here, and he drove here the day he came.Staying in a hotel is just for convenience.

Song Xiangyang thought of something, laughed at himself, he really drove here, and he could definitely send Su Tian home.I don't know how Su Tian is doing now, if he has caught up with Fu Mingyuan.

His heart kept falling, as if he had fallen into an ice hole.He has no power, how can he rescue Su Tian from Fu Mingyuan?He wasn't really sure.

Song Xiangyang remembered that there was a farmer's market nearby. Although it wasn't too big, it was still worth shopping. Farmers often sent fresh chickens and ducks, and the vegetables were grown in their own fields.In order to relieve his restlessness, he decided to go shopping.

Song Xiangyang put his hands in his pockets, put on a peaked cap and went out.There is a narrow alley not far from the hotel, which leads directly to the farm by detour.Song Xiangyang was going to go around there directly.

Before he walked in, he saw the back of a woman curled up lying on the ground in the distance. Song Xiangyang looked over suspiciously, "It looks familiar..."

He walked in quickly, only to see the skirt of the petite figure was half wrinkled, and there were large bruises on his legs. Song Xiangyang cursed secretly, and quickly hugged him up, "Su Tian..."

"Su Tian, ​​how are you, Su Tian?"

Su Tian's lips were pale, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she only opened her eyes tiredly, and fell asleep again.I don't know if I saw anyone clearly.

Song Mingyuan hurriedly sent Su Tian to the nearest hospital, registered up and down, looking for a doctor, begging, "Doctor, please take a look at her, what's wrong with her?"

After the doctor's examination, he smiled reassuringly at him, and pushed up his glasses, "The patient just fainted from hypoglycemia, so don't worry too much. It may be because of his weak body, and he didn't eat much today."

Song Xiangyang's heart temporarily relaxed, "Then doctor, what should I do now? She is so weak now, if she has low blood sugar, what can she eat?"

The doctor said, "The patient has a weak stomach and is not suitable for greasy food. You can buy something that is easy to digest, such as porridge. Let her get an IV in the hospital, and she will be fine in two days."

Song Xiangyang nodded again and again, went to the ward to take a look at Su Tian who was in a coma, dripping down on her thin and fragile hands bit by bit.He walked over to tuck the corner of the quilt for her, turned and walked out of the ward.

It's too late to cook porridge now, so let's find a ready-made porridge and cake shop.

Thinking this way, Song Xiangyang walked to the east of the street. He remembered that there was a shop with a particularly good review nearby.My hands were not idle, and I searched through Meituan and Dianping while walking to see where the reviews were better.It wasn't until he was urged by the driver's horn a few times when crossing the road that he put down his phone and walked straight across the street.

Su Tian was lying on the hospital bed, feeling in a trance, her whole body was as light as a feather, without substance.When she regained her consciousness, she felt a stabbing pain in her temples, and after struggling for two or three times, she slowly opened her eyes.

It was dazzling white everywhere, dripping coolly into her veins, she moved her wrist slightly, knowing that she was in the hospital.

She vaguely remembered that she went to find Ming Yuan, but was stopped by the security guard.

"Am I dreaming?"

A little nurse came over pushing the cart, quickly replaced the needle and water bottle for her, and replaced it with another bottle, "You are not dreaming, you fainted in the alley due to hypoglycemia, a gentleman sent you here. That's your boyfriend, right? Seeing his anxious appearance, you two have such a good relationship. "

"Boyfriend?" Su Tian frowned, she had no memory of it at all.

Could it be Mingyuan?Su Tian was filled with hope, "What does he look like?"

The nurse stretched out her hand and gestured, "The tall one, wearing jeans and a peaked cap, is quite handsome."

Then it's not Ming Yuan, Su Tian thought in her heart, Ming Yuan never wears a peaked cap.

Song Xiangyang just came in from the door with a food box in his hand, and said pleasantly, "Su Tian, ​​are you awake?"

It turned out that Song Xiangyang sent him here.Maybe it's because she is weak now, Su Tian is not as angry as before, but she is not grateful to him either.To talk about what happened to him, at least one fire was set by Song Xiangyang.

So she smiled slightly, "Yes, I'm awake. Thank you for taking me to the hospital."

Song Xiangyang shook his head, and put the food box on the table, "I bought porridge, would you like to get up and have a drink? There are also some soft pancakes, which are made of coarse grains, which are good for digestion."

Su Tiandian nodded, and the little nurse put a cushion behind her and helped her up.

Su Tian lowered her head and drank the porridge, her expression didn't change much, but Song Xiangyang could see a little loneliness from the drooping eyebrows and slender eyelashes.

"Su Tian, ​​what's wrong with you? I haven't had time to ask you, what happened just now?"

Su Tian's hand paused, "It's nothing, I went to find Ming Yuan just now, but the security guards blocked the door."

Song Xiangyang raised his fist when he heard this, and said angrily, "It's that bastard Fu Mingyuan, right? Did he stop you at the door? He doesn't want to see you, so why do you go to him and blame him?"

annoying?Su Tian only felt her ears buzzing, and the spoon collided with the food box and made a sound, "I don't want to mention this now, if you talk about it again, I won't drink this porridge anymore."

Song Xiangyang hurriedly silenced, carefully observing Su Tian's expression, seeing that Su Tian didn't show any anger, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Tian was in an irritable mood and couldn't tell what mood she was in right now.Fu Mingyuan was discussing business with Mr. Zhang in the living room, so he probably couldn't hear their noise.But even if he heard it, would Ming Yuan be willing to come out to meet her?

Su Tian didn't dare to think, the feeling of grievance and insecurity swept through her mind.She felt like a piece of duckweed with nowhere to live, she could only cling to Fu Mingyuan, a piece of driftwood, for fear that he would disappear anytime.

That result was unacceptable to her.

Song Xiangyang could also see that Su Tian was in a bad mood, he only ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and side dishes, as if he had no appetite.He began to chat tentatively with Su Tian, ​​"I learned cooking from a teacher when I was 15 years old. The first master I knew was an old man who was very strict with me. I was forced to memorize recipes by him all day long. "

"From the several ways of making potatoes, how to fry, how to fry, how to cook, to the difference between Chinese and Western food, you don't know how sad I was in those two years."

Su Tian was also interested by him, so she finally raised her head and asked with interest, "What happened next?"

Song Xiangyang said, "I ran away later, he couldn't catch me anyway. Haha, just kidding. In fact, the old man passed away later, and I went to the funeral. An old man, on the portrait With a serious face."

Su Tian watched Song Xiangyang laughing and joking, but her expression was not so happy. She knew that he felt sad when he thought of Master, and that was the first Master, so she comforted her, "The old man must have gone very peacefully. Now that you are so If you achieve great success, you will be happy in heaven.”

Song Xiangyang smiled handsomely, "Yes, Master wanted me to participate in this competition before he was alive, saying that this competition really belongs to our chefs, but at that time I was too young and lacking in skills. I won the award, but it is a pity that the master is no longer here."

Song Xiangyang raised his head and took a deep look at her, "Su Tian, ​​cherish the present, cherish the people around you."

Su Tian tilted her head uncomfortably.

"What about you, Su Tian, ​​don't you have anything to share with me?"

Su Tian was taken aback, "Me?"

Song Xiangyang nodded.

Su Tian smiled, "I am a half-way monk. I have never received any systematic training. I just do it if I like it. Besides, I can only cook some home-cooked dishes, nothing special. It's a bit shy to say it. The wild cook is actually being taught by Mr. Yuan like a personal disciple."

Mr. Yuan is the old judge.

Song Xiangyang pretended to be envious and said, "Wow, you haven't received systematic training yet? Then you are really talented. For someone like me who has had a master since childhood, Mr. Yuan won't even take a second look at me. I'm really I envy you so much."

Seeing his appearance, Su Tian finally burst out laughing.

Song Xiangyang also laughed, "You finally laughed."

Su Tian said, "Mr. Yuan is really the gentleman I admire the most in my heart. I have loved watching cooking shows on TV since I was a child. At that time, Mr. Yuan was much younger than now, and he was already a master. He just sat in the background When the judges comment on the contestants. Occasionally show off on stage, the ratings will increase a lot."

"Really?" Song Xiangyang said with interest.In fact, he also knows these things. After all, Mr. Yuan is a banner in the culinary art world, so why hasn't he watched Mr. Yuan's show?It's just that he is willing to listen to Su Tian's chatter and see her pale little face glow with life.

"What happened later?" Song Xiangyang asked.

"Later," Su Tian fell into memory, with a warm glow of nostalgia on her face, "I imitated Mr. Yuan's way of chopping vegetables, and I specially bought a small scale to measure each seasoning to the nearest gram. Learn to cook."