Food customizer.

As the boss of the Urban Construction Group, Shang Mingke has a thorough view of many things.

A cross-border railway cooperation project like this is basically a success from the day the cooperation is finalized.

The so-called Party A comes to visit and inspect.

These are all face-saving techniques, and even Westerners cannot escape this law.

He can't decide whether the cooperation will succeed or not, and neither can Zhou Bin.

So when Shang Mingke heard Zhou Bin say that the subsequent visits and inspections were unnecessary, he knew that the matter was settled.

Now that Zhou Bin has been entertained, when the project department of the Urban Construction Group starts construction in Arles, the work will progress much more smoothly.

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Bin glanced at the kitchen, "I think Jingzhou is pretty good. It's not impossible to stay here for a day."

At this time, Ling Shuyu actually stood up and said, "Just in time, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Shang. We have a hotel on the 32nd floor. The hotel's standards are based on the living standards for athletes in sports games. If you two don't mind it."

"Of course I don't mind that!" Zhou Bin agreed without much thought.

Even though he must have at least a five-star starting point for travel, to be honest, Zhou Bin knew that he had eaten a lot today, but his stomach just didn't live up to expectations and felt a little underfed.

Think about it again, Boss Su’s fragrant hand-caught sheep.

Anyway, where you live, it only needs a bed that you can sleep on and a place where you can take a shower.

And people have said that this is based on the standards of athletes, so it won't be any worse.

"In that case, let's stay here tonight." Shang Mingke borrowed the donkey from the slope, "It just so happens that it's not safe to walk back to the capital at night."

Not to mention Zhou Bin, even Mr. Shang himself felt that he had not eaten enough today.

Likewise, the hand-caught sheep really touched Shang Mingke's heart.

I have been to so many restaurants and eaten countless hand-caught sheep. Only today's meal really made Shang Mingke realize what hand-caught sheep is!

Of course, if Su Chen had to do it again, it would be difficult to achieve that level.

After all, the food ingredients are limited here, unless Su Chen is caught running to the prairie of Mongolia Province and personally selects a sheep.

The matter of residence has been finalized.

Aunt Fang took three distinguished guests and Shang Mingke's driver to the 32nd floor to book a room for four people.

Leave this group in the kitchen alone.

"Okay, okay, clean up what needs to be done, be busy when you need to be busy, and get off work if you have nothing to do." Su Chen also stretched himself.

He was quite satisfied with tonight's reception. Of course, if Shang Mingke hadn't made a surprise attack, Su Chen's reception this time would have been even more perfect.

Except for the last pastry, everything else was basically above the passing line, and many dishes even scored above full marks.

Su Chen didn't care about the performance of the cakes.

Personal taste is personal taste. People like to eat desserts that are high in oil and sugar. The characteristic of our Chinese pastries is that they don’t have so much sugar and oil.

It is also unrealistic to force others to like to eat.

But it is unrealistic to force Su Chen to make a Western-style pastry to cater to their preferences.

After a high-standard customized dinner, everyone was busy tidying up the kitchen, and Aunt Fang did the rest of the cleaning work herself.

Of course, Aunt Fang is only responsible for cleaning the kitchen on the 19th floor.

"Don't panic, I haven't cooked the noodles yet." Lu Yongliang had already stretched the noodles, but he hadn't cooked them since he was busy at work just now.

"It's great. After a busy day, you can still have a hot bowl of lamb soup noodles."

"What is this? This is the legendary saying that they eat meat and leave some soup for us, haha."

"Forget it, this mutton soup smells delicious to me. It has been simmered for so long, and this soup is the essence!"

But cooking noodles is different from drinking soup.

Lu Yongliang poured the mutton soup from the pressure cooker into the large iron pot, and then added some of Su Chen's leftover vegetarian soup into it.

Then add some refined salt and simply season.

When the mutton soup in the pot boils, add all the stretched noodles into it at once.

The big iron pot was boiling, and the noodles inside were rolling with the water. The noodles were stretched very thin, and they were ready to eat after cooking for about five minutes.

Lu Yongliang brought long chopsticks, and the others had already lined up in front of him and the iron pot with bowls in their hands.

"It's best if you don't add anything to this stuff, then it's called fresh!"

Lao Lu filled a bowl for Liu Abao, who was first in line, and put a lot of green onion and coriander on top of the noodles.

The little flavor came up with a swish, causing Zhang Jiayi and Zhang Li, who were lined up behind Abao, to sniff in unison.

"I feel like I have gained at least five pounds in less than a month since I came to work."

Zhang Li pinched her belly and said, "Stop talking, I've been working for more than a month and lost ten pounds."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiayi touched little Zhang Li's belly in shock, "How is that possible! How did you do it?"

"I can't eat anything except the company's meals."

Speaking of which, Zhang Li felt quite aggrieved.

Of the three meals a day, at most two are eaten at the company. Sometimes I am so busy that I don’t have time to eat dinner at the company. I want to have something to eat after I get home.

I can't even eat the food my mother cooks.

For this reason, Zhang Li's mother cried several times. Later, Zhang Li packed her a meal from the third floor. From then on, the old woman never said a word to her again.

He even recommended the place where Zhang Li worked to everyone, attracting many potential customers to the delicious food.

Zhang Jiayi still found it incredible when she heard what Zhang Li said, "Everything I eat now tastes delicious."

The two filled up the noodles and walked past He Shuting who was queuing up while looking for a place to eat.

Zhang Jiayi: "It's strange. Shu Ting's figure has always been like this. I've never seen her get fatter or thinner."

Those legs are really not covered.

The girl is quite tall at 1.68 meters, but He Shuting's body proportions are unknown. She feels like her legs are all below her breasts, which is weird.

Zhang Li walked out of the cafeteria silently carrying the bowl and sat on the big round table.

Hey. My waist is on Sister Shu Ting’s thigh. Did I say anything?

Everyone shared a bowl of the lamb soup noodles cooked by Lu Yongliang.

Su Chen didn't eat. When he was cooking, he took a bite here and a bite there. Now his stomach was quite full.

Instead, he was thinking about one thing. He knew that Shang Mingke would definitely not treat him badly, but Su Chen was still curious about what price Shang Mingke would give him for this order.

While this matter was still going through his mind, Shang Mingke's voice came from the door.

"I knew you would definitely want to eat!"

After returning to the 32nd floor and settling down, Shang Mingke immediately came to the th floor. At that time, he remembered that Lu Yongliang was stretching noodles, and he probably started cooking noodles at this time.