It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

Chapter 293

Su Chaoqi looked around the kitchen and felt that it was not convenient here, so he asked, "Is there a place to eat?"

Of course there wasn't one, but Xiao Zhao was smart and immediately said, "I'll arrange it for you right away."

Su Chaoqi nodded slightly and said in a neutral tone, "Don't spend too much money to build a restaurant."

Perhaps because there is no food culture in the interstellar space, the sanatorium did not think of building a restaurant. They believed that guests could just take the meals home and there was no need to build a restaurant.

But since Su Chaoqi mentioned this, it means that the restaurant still needs to be built.

Finally, a few tables and chairs were placed in a pavilion beside the rockery and water.

"It's a nice place," Mr. Luo praised. "It has a nice view, and it's cool and comfortable."

Su Chaoqi smiled and asked Su Chaoliu, who was holding the casserole, to put the pot on the table. Then he took out a few bowls and served them to several bowls of porridge.

Mr. Luo sighed: "Ah, I have eaten so much of Miss Su's food, and I don't know how to repay Miss Su."

"Nothing," Su Chaoqi said calmly, "I'm just in the mood today, but I won't be in the mood any other day."

She didn't plan to ask Mr. Luo for anything in return. After all, the ingredients were not hers, the venue was not hers, and the kitchen utensils were not hers. She just did her part.

However, Su Chaoliu knew that cooking was a way for Su Chaoqi to relieve her emotions, and cooking could bring her peace of mind.

Mr. Luo said while eating porridge: "Just now, I heard what Miss Su said. I feel that Miss Su is also very experienced in business, much better than my son."

Mr. Luo could point out his son's faults, but as an outsider, Su Chaoqi found it difficult to respond, even though the matter was not a secret and had even been reported in the news.

"I haven't introduced her to you yet," Su Chaoqi changed the subject, "This is my sister, Su Chaoliu. She will be living with me in the sanatorium for the next few days."

"It seems that I can no longer call you Miss Su," Director Luo glanced at the two of them, "otherwise I won't know which Miss Su I'm addressing."

This was said in jest, and both of them smiled to show their respect.

"You are my elder," Su Chaoqi didn't really care about addressing me, "You can call me whatever you want."

Counting it up, Mr. Luo's son is already over 30 years old, so Mr. Luo is indeed the elder in terms of age.

However, in the business world, age cannot be used as a criterion for distinguishing between seniority and juniority. Some people can take on big responsibilities in their twenties, while others still rely on their elders in their forties or fifties.

Mr. Luo regards Su Chaoqi as a peer who can stand on equal terms with him, but unfortunately they don't think so.

Su Chaoqi quickly finished her breakfast and handed the collection work to the staff. She politely said to Director Luo, "We will leave first. Please enjoy your meal. If you like, you can take the rice cakes and rice crusts away."

Mr. Luo had no time to try to stop them and could only watch them walk away.

After she returned to the villa, she lay directly on the sofa and looked at the ceiling: "A Liu, you will be the one to prepare the three meals for the next few days."

Su Chaoliu didn't have any objections: "Why, are you still in a bad mood?"

"I was feeling better, but I still have to attend social events," Su Chaoqi rubbed his brows, "I'm not feeling better again."

Under normal circumstances, such social events would be no problem, but Su Chaoqi's spirits have not been very good recently, and the bottleneck in her research has always bothered her.

At this time, Su Chaoliu certainly stepped forward without hesitation: "You should relax and have a good rest. Although the food I cook is not as delicious as yours, just leave it to me."

It's just a few days anyway, and she's free now anyway.

Su Chaoqi certainly knew that this was not going to work, so she planned to divert her attention and consider the research after school started. With the advice of professional teachers, maybe she could get out of the dead end.

She has been staying in this sanatorium for the past few days, relaxing for a few days. There are many ways to entertain herself in the sanatorium anyway.

So, Su Chaoqi took a nap until four o'clock for the first time. After getting up, he moved to the audio-visual room, found a popular movie and started watching it.

This is a love movie with an interstellar background. The hero and heroine experience life and death separation and finally become a couple. It has tear-jerking moments and touching moments, so it is normal that it has a high rating.

However, Su Chaoqi looked so calm and composed, without any ripples in his emotions.

After so many years, from the blue planet to the interstellar space, it’s still the same routine, without any innovation.

Su Chaoliu pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced at the screen and asked, "Do you like watching this kind of thing?"

Su Chaoqi looked at Su Chaoliu with a look that said "What nonsense are you talking about?" and moved his butt to make some space for her.

Su Chaoliu began to take out dinner from the space button: "Boiled fish, smashed cucumber, and scrambled eggs with peppers."

Although these dishes were not to Su Chaoqi's taste, she could find a lot of faults, such as too much oil, too strong taste, unreasonable combination, etc., but she didn't say anything and finished the meal quite to give her face.

Su Chaoliu remembered: "Oh, by the way, that Assistant Wang also asked why you didn't cook dinner."

Su Chaoqi frowned and asked, "How did you answer?"

Su Chaoliu shrugged: "I said, cooking is not a difficult thing, I can do it."

In fact, this did not directly answer Assistant Wang's question. However, as a secretary, although they may not have other abilities, they are definitely good at reading people's expressions. After Su Chaoliu said this, Assistant Wang certainly would not ask any more questions on this issue.

The two of them played a game online for a while. It was a very famous family gathering game recently, similar to the grid-moving management game in Monopoly.

In this type of game, Su Chaoliu is certainly no match for Su Chaoqi. Su Chaoqi's character has become a billionaire and a winner in life, while Su Chaoliu's character is just a rookie.

Su Chaoqi quit the game uninterested: "It's boring."

She still prefers actual money earned rather than virtual currency in the game.

Su Chaoliu smiled good-naturedly: "Do you want to play a battle game?"

"No," Su Chaoqi refused decisively, "It's too stimulating to the heart."

Su Chaoliu just looked at her helplessly.

Sometimes she wondered if it was because Su Chaoqi had too few entertainment activities in her life that she regarded making money and studying as the few entertainments she had.

"Don't look at me like that," Su Chaoqi smiled and shook his head, "I think reading is the best for me."

Su Chaoliu glanced at the book list displayed on Su Chaoqi's computer. What was displayed on it were not popular novels, but applied books on game theory, business psychology, etc.

She retracted her gaze: "Okay, as long as you like it."

Just like that, five days passed in a flash, and the next day would be the day when Yang Shao and Chu Bing would get married, so the two sisters returned to Yanhuang Star, because Yue Ming repeatedly told them to come back early so that he could take them to buy dresses for the wedding ceremony.

After all, a wedding is a formal occasion. Not only was Yang Shao's wedding formal, but there were also many celebrities coming. If you don't dress appropriately, you won't even be qualified to talk to them.

Of course, Yue Ming didn’t know how to pick a women’s dress, so he called Molisa over.

Su Chaoqi has never lost contact with Molisa. Due to her background, she is not clear about many things in the interstellar world. If no one guides her, she will have to take a lot of detours in some of the unspoken rules in the industry.

Molissa has always given her very practical advice.

Of course, she also reciprocated.

Mollysa hired a life assistant, who was only responsible for studying the recipes given by Su Chaoqi, improving her cooking skills, and feeding Mollysa's stomach.

Su Chaoqi has provided a lot of help to this life assistant.

“Long time no see,” Mo Lisa hugged both of them, “I can see you’ve been busy lately.”

Yue Ming sent the person over and left him alone: ​​"I'll leave the rest to you. I'm leaving now."

After saying this, he slipped away.

“Ignore him,” Molissa dragged the two of them to pick out clothes, “See which one you like.”

Su Chaoliu got a headache looking at the rows of clothes hangers. She had no interest in picking clothes, not to mention that most dresses were skirts. Due to her profession, she hadn't worn a skirt for a long time and only wore pants for convenience.

Seeing that her eyes just slid across the skirt without lingering at all, Molisa understood and asked the waiter to bring out the pants.

There are far fewer trouser suits than skirt suits, but there are enough to make people dazzled by the choices.

Molisa picked out several sets in a row and asked Su Chaoliu to try them out.

The changing rooms in Interstellar are more advanced than those in the Blue Star era. They use holographic projection. As long as the customer stands in front of the mirror, the mirror will show the effect of putting on the clothes, and will move with the customer's movements, which saves a lot of trouble.

In particular, some clothes are very demanding on the body and take a long time to put on and take off.

Su Chaoliu stood obediently in front of the mirror, acting as a clothes rack, watching herself in the mirror changing back and forth, and then turning around and posing according to Molisa's requirements.

"Chao Liu looks good in anything she wears," Mo Lisa praised sincerely, "Why don't you try some skirts? I just saw a few that should be suitable for you."

After hearing this, Su Chaoliu felt like the sky was falling. She immediately looked at Su Chaoqi for help.

Su Chaoqi received her signal for help, coughed lightly, and refused on her behalf: "No need, she is not used to wearing skirts, pants will be fine."

Then she very neatly removed all the suits that Molissa had chosen, which were obviously difficult to wear, and most of the ones left were women's suits.

From Molly's perspective, these styles are similar and the styles are almost the same, but seeing Su Chaoliu quickly choose a set, she also knew what Su Chaoliu was thinking.

Shopping is fun only when the buyer is happy. If they don't cooperate, it will only spoil the fun for both parties.

"Wrap it up." Molisa instructed the salesperson, then put it aside and prepared to pick a dress for Su Chaoqi.

Who knows when Su Chaoqi had made her choice. Perhaps while Su Chaoliu was trying on clothes, she quietly selected a set according to her own requirements.

The whole outfit is tailored without too much decoration, and the overall look is simple and low-key. Generally speaking, it is quite decent. Molisa originally wanted to persuade Su Chaoqi to change into a new one, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.