After the divorce, the sweet wife became a big boss

Chapter 387 Lin Zi's Porridge.

"What flavor do you want to drink?" Lin Zi asked unnaturally.

The main reason was that there were too many people watching at the door, and they came here for a divorce a few days ago with arrogance, and now they are giving porridge to others.

No matter how you think about it, it's the behavior of a crazy woman.

"Porridge and some side dishes, just like what we ate in the hospital."

Lin Zi heard the words, turned her head and looked at Gu Ling speechlessly.

"Then you just ask Special Assistant Jin to prepare it, that was originally prepared by Special Assistant Jin for you to drink."

Gu Ling frowned, "Really?"

"Yes." Lin Zi said naturally.

"Special Assistant Jin~" Gu Ling yelled, seeing someone approaching with his neck shrunken, "Is there any way to prepare the white porridge from the hospital?"

As soon as Special Assistant Jin uttered the word "you", Gu Ling's complexion darkened visibly, as if a storm was about to come, and the tone of the word "you" that had been spoken was abruptly changed.

"It's too far away, and the old lady who made the porridge said she would only do it for a few days. Her son is getting married, so she doesn't have time to cook porridge." Assistant Jin lied without blushing.

"Really?" Lin Zi frowned, "I remember you said that Mama Wang made it herself, and she pickled the side dishes herself."

When Special Assistant Jin heard it, cold sweat instantly hung on his forehead, "You heard it wrong, I said I bought it from a roadside stall, and the proprietress is also called Wang Ma."

Although he heard something was wrong, Lin Zi didn't argue, but only glanced at the man's hand, which was calm on the surface but slightly clenched at the fingertips.

"Okay," Lin Zi pursed her lips, "I'll tell the hotel to make it for you, what to cook and what to drink, I can't guarantee that there are as good craftsmanship as that roadside Mama Wang."

As he said that, he walked away regardless of Ling's reaction.
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in the hotel.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Zhang Qiang looked puzzled at Lin Zi wrapping the newly bought apron around his waist.

"Boss Lin, what are you going to do?"

"Cook porridge."

"Cooking porridge? But this is a frying pan in your hand."

Lin Zi frowned, a little puzzled, "Is it a frying pan? I think it should be similar to cooking a bowl of porridge." She pointed to the video tutorial, "I think his frying pan is similar to the one in my hand."

Zhang Qiang glanced at it, and blinked innocently, "This is like a tutorial on how to fry a steak."

Lin Zihuh?He lowered his head and took a look, then oh again as if suddenly realized, "I just ordered wrong, but there is no difference, anyway, it is boiled and cooked, and it is fine when it is cooked."

As soon as the words fell, the kitchen knife in Lin Zi's hand fell down. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise the injury to her foot would have been minor.

Zhang Qiang was already in a cold sweat from the fright, but Lin Zi didn't mind, instead she took the vegetables and washed them as usual.

In order to prevent Lin Zi from being injured, Zhang Qiang hurriedly invited a chef.

Before entering the door, he heard a loud noise of jingling bells and palm trees, and Zhang Qiang immediately pushed the door open.

Both the chef and Zhang Qiang were stunned.

Is the kitchen the same before you went out as it is now?

The two looked at each other, the chef swallowed hard, pointed to the messy floor, "This, I just cleaned it this morning."

"Ah—" With the body screaming, the fat on the chef's face trembled a little, "Boss Lin, you, this is a meat cleaver for western food that I have been applying for for half a year," he wanted to cry Without tears, he ran to Lin Zi's side, staring at the gap in the mountain of knives, feeling a pain in his flesh, "You, how can you use this to chop bones?"

"??? Is this for cutting meat? I said why the sharpness is so poor, it's better to chop." Lin Zi proudly raised the knife in his hand.

"." The chef immediately took the Ying's kitchen knife from Lin Zi's hand, "This, this is something I don't want to use usually, you... ah, what am I?"

Lin Zi said indifferently, "Just now I accidentally cut out the sticky board and sprayed it on the tiles."

Looking at the depressed chef, Lin Zi patted him on the shoulder, "I'll compensate you for a new set, but Gu Xia and Cao Xin said that they have something to do today, so they can't come and taste my peerless delicacy. Zhang Qiang try it later and give me some advice, and I will give you an extra set of Yingshi’s top-notch collection of kitchen knives later.”

"Really?" The chef obviously didn't believe it.

"Really, if I ask them to mail it now, it may be too late. If it is airlifted from abroad, it will be about the next day. You can help me try the porridge with peace of mind. I promise not to let you suffer."

Seeing the frowns of the two, Lin Zi drove them out. After a while, there was another loud noise from the kitchen.

Zhang Qiang exhaled a long breath, and the restaurant of the hotel put up a sign saying: Closed today.

"Mr. Cao, the French foie gras you ordered last time has arrived today. Are you free to come and pick it up?" the waiter Xiao Liu asked.

"Ah, it's here?" The person on the other end of the phone was very happy, and after half a second, he suddenly calmed down again, "Did Mr. Lin go to the kitchen today?"

"went."

"Do you want someone to try it?" Cao Xin asked.

"Boss Lin hasn't come out yet, but she said that everyone can try it later, do you want to come?"

"No! Hahaha, no need, I have something else to do. Ask someone to freeze the foie gras for me. I'll pick it up tomorrow." Cao said anxiously. After hearing a "boom" on the phone, " Do this first, hang up, don't tell Mr. Lin that I called, and if you can't persist tomorrow, just tell Mr. Lin in a tactful way, and then close the business for a day."

After listening to Xiao Liu, he was very puzzled and told Zhang Qiang what Cao Xin said.

Zhang Qiang, who had witnessed the mess in the kitchen like a battlefield, immediately understood Cao Xin's meaning, flashed directly to the counter, took out the instruction note and asked for a week's leave.

Money is precious, life is more expensive.

With trembling hands, Lin Zi came out holding a big pot of what he called "vegetable porridge" before he finished writing the strong characters.

The service staff in the lobby crowded around excitedly, and then all showed indescribable expressions.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zi said angrily, "Your expression is very hurtful."

Everyone could only smile awkwardly, and the hand holding the bowl couldn't help shaking, "You can pack whatever you want, there isn't enough for the pot."

"Enough-enough~enough~"

Lin Zi propped her head up and watched everyone take a spoonful of it, "Zhang Qiang, do you want to ask for advice?" Lin Zi looked at the leave application form in front of her.

"Hahaha, yes, there is something wrong with that family."

Lin Zi groaned, lowered her head, signed her name on the note for advice, and handed it to Zhang Qiang.

"You are leaving today, so you should drink more, after all, you will have no good food in the next few days. Let me tell you, I have tried so many times, and this green vegetable porridge is the best I have ever made."

Speaking of which, Lin Zi unceremoniously filled a big bowl for Zhang Qiang.

(End of this chapter)