God!I'm pregnant with an alien baby!

Seeing Yan Shu like this, Chen Chen was very nervous.

"You...what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

Yan Shu moved his gaze to the ward, with a complicated expression: "I've been here for a while, and seeing my mother get out of bed and walk around, I'm just so happy for a while."

After finishing his work today, Yan Shu was worried that Chen Chen would come to take care of Qin Huizhen on the first day, so he rushed to the hospital, but what he saw was Chen Chen helping Qin Huizhen back to the ward.

I have forgotten how long it has been since I saw my mother stand up, Yan Shu froze in place, suddenly wanted to cry.He has persisted for so long, seeing that his hope is getting more and more bleak, and now he has suddenly gained something, but he is not used to it.

"Mr. Yan, I think Auntie's complexion is good. After a period of recuperation, her body will definitely improve."

If other people said this, it was mostly just comfort, but when the same words came from Chen Chen, Yan Shu felt that maybe there would be a day.He remembered that ever since he met Chen Chen, he had always gained some unexpected gains.

"Okay, you've been with my mother for a long time, go back to rest early, and don't forget to go to Aisen to work at night." Yan Shu was obviously more polite to Chen Chen.

Chen Chen nodded: "Well, I promise to go to work on time and fulfill my mission! Then Mr. Yan, I'll go first."

Before Chen Chen left, Yan Shu stopped him suddenly: "Wait a minute, it's not too early or too late, why don't you just go to the hotel to rest, and I'll have someone prepare a lounge for you."

"Oh, well, thank you, Mr. Yan." Chen Chen thought, it's all the same anyway, it's more convenient to go to the hotel to get something to eat, so he obediently agreed to Yan Shu, and went to Aisen Hotel with an empty food box.

After making soup for Qin Huizhen, Chen Chen got a new inspiration. Maybe cooking her medicinal food every day might help her get better, just like today's unexpected.

Chen Chen secretly made up his mind to research more medicinal diets.

After taking a nap in the lounge arranged by Yan Shu, Chen Chen almost woke up from hunger, got up quickly, tidied up his appearance casually, and went downstairs to the back kitchen.

"Well, it's four o'clock. It's the first day of being a chef. You can't be careless. You can start preparing." Chen Chen looked at the time.

Someone delivered the uniform to him. This was the first time Chen Chen wore a chef's uniform and a chef's hat. He was very excited.Standing in front of the mirror, Chen Chen still had an unreal feeling. All this happened so fast that he had no time to react.

"The young man is so handsome! You can definitely do it!" After cheering himself up, Chen Chen took a deep breath before walking out of the locker room.

The people in the back kitchen have also entered their busy period. Yan Shu deliberately asked people to publicize the matter of hiring an external chef. Although it was only the first day, there were already famous customers coming.

For convenience, Chen Chen still cooks alone in the kitchen on the second floor, accompanied by three helpers, all of whom he has never seen before.And those customers who came here attracted by the name were also placed in the high-end private room on the second floor, waiting for the next surprise.

Since the first customer who ordered food only said that he came to eat because he heard that Chen Chen was a great person, he didn't think about what he wanted to eat, so he let Chen Chen do whatever he wanted, just cook a few special dishes.

When the customer's request was conveyed to Chen Chen, he didn't hesitate any longer, and cooked some dishes based on his feeling. The three assistant chefs were responsible for the decoration and arranging of the dishes in the later stage. It has a good color and fragrance.

Even Chen Chen found it a bit embarrassing to help the chefs. Since the establishment of Aisen Hotel, there probably has not been a chef who has made such "high-quality" dishes. Even if the chef is good-looking, it is useless.

(Note: This is just Chen Chen's personal opinion, not worth referring to.)

Fortunately, since there was no other interference, all the procedures were done by Chen Chen alone. The dishes completed by Chen Chen independently were better than those completed when he helped Li Huan in the kitchen, and they were very popular as soon as they were released.

Customers praised his dishes without hesitation, wishing they could stay in Aisen and taste Chen Chen's cooking skills every day.

After receiving the notification, Yan Shu immediately came down from the office, found Chen Chen who was trying to arrange the dishes, and walked over with a smile.

"Chen Chen, don't be too busy, I have something to tell you."

Chen Chen raised his head in surprise, and couldn't help shaking his hands when he saw Yan Shu. The dish that was not satisfactory just now was completely messed up, and he couldn't help feeling a little resentful: "Mr. Yan, why are you here?"

"I suddenly thought of a way just now. You only work for three hours a day, but the customers who come every day may not necessarily come during this time period. Or we can change the strategy. You can do whatever you want, not We accept à la carte, and there is a limit of [-] dishes per night. This way you can go home and rest immediately after you are done, without worrying about delaying getting off work.”

Yan Shu also had a sudden flash of inspiration just now, so he hurried down to discuss with Chen Chen. On these issues, he fully respected Chen Chen.

"However, what if they don't like the dishes I launched, after all, it's hard to agree?" Chen Chen hesitated.

Seeing his lack of confidence, Yan Shu continued, "How do you know that they won't like it? If your food can only be served by coming early or ordering in advance, no one will say that they are not used to you Do you know what to cook?"

"However, this is not what I thought. What if I mess up?"

Chen Chen frowned, thinking that Yan Shu was really a businessman, and he spoke clearly and clearly.

Yan Shu reassured him: "I'm the boss, and this is something I should worry about. As for you, just do your job well in the back kitchen. You don't have to worry about it. Let's cook according to the customer's order today. I will start implementing my plan tomorrow."

Only then did Chen Chen reluctantly agree.

Back in the office, Yan Shu suddenly didn't want to deal with other documents, so he devoted himself to planning a one-month food festival, with Chen Chen as the main theme, and also planned to hire two well-known chefs from other places to promote the food festival.

In fact, many novel plans are passed to Yan Shu every year, but now he wants to get one for himself, make a unique plan for Aisen and Chen Chen, and then realize it step by step according to his own ideas.

After finishing work at night, Chen Chen returned home late. Although he worked for three hours, customers kept coming. It was only his first day at work, so he couldn't say to customers: "I'm sorry, I only work for three hours, you guys are late, I have to go."

He couldn't say such a thing, if he played big cards to recruit gangsters to the hotel on the first day of work, how would he stay here in the future?Besides, those orders were all placed within three hours, but it took a certain amount of time to prepare the dishes, and all the dishes could not be completed at the same time. If they were rejected directly, it would really have a bad effect.

So, after finishing all the dishes on the order, Chen Chen was exhausted.

Chen Chen rested in bed for nearly an hour, not wanting to move at all. He began to think that Yan Shu's previous proposal was very good. Cooking [-] dishes regularly means that the working time will not be delayed at will, and he can also Going home and going to bed earlier, no matter how you think about it, it is much better than today.

After resting on the bed for a period of time, Chen Chen remembered the blind material that was missing during the day, and he felt awkward and refused to ignore this step. If there is a lack of material, there is a lack of taste. Although the difference is not obvious, he is still unwilling to make up for it.

"Oh, how did I become so brainless!" Chen Chen felt disgusted with himself, and thought again, he is now the chef of the hotel, so he can't just muddle through like before.The most important thing is - he just felt that that unknown medicinal material was like a ball of cotton stuck in his heart, uncomfortable and impossible to ignore.

"I'm so surprised, is it really not like the painting? I feel that it's very close. These pharmacy owners must have never seen it before. I'm going to find the netizens, and they are sure to be able to recognize it!"

Chen Chen turned over and sat up. Feeling unwilling, he immediately rummaged through himself, and took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper from his trouser pocket.He tried his best to straighten the yellow paper, admired it contentedly for a while, and changed a few strokes casually.

"Perfect!" Chen Chen felt that the things on the painting were very similar to the medicinal materials that appeared in his mind, so he took out his mobile phone and took a photo. In order to make the photo look beautiful, he even posted a beautiful picture one time.

Opening the forum he frequented, Chen Chen quickly posted.

——I couldn’t find it in the pharmacy, can you help me identify what medicinal material it is?

Then attach the photo just below.

Chen Chen's account is already a celebrity on the forum, and soon someone took up the floor to reply. Chen Chen thought that someone knew the name of the medicinal material, so he quickly clicked in, but saw a disappointing comment.

"Hahaha, the host must be a nymphomaniac, no, no, no, a painter, what are these paintings!" A series of mocking faces were added after this sentence.

When Chen Chen saw this comment, he was very angry, and immediately replied to the netizens on the second floor: "Sorry, I am a nymphomaniac, but I am definitely not a painting crazy. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Why are you laughing at my paintings?"

Perhaps choked by Chen Chen's words, the netizen didn't want to be outdone, and swiped the screen with the sentence "I don't know what the hell this is".

Looking at the ever-increasing number of comments on the phone screen, three black lines appeared on Chen Chen's forehead, but he couldn't find out the netizens, so he could only delete the building silently until the people on the second floor got bored.

Soon, someone left a message on the second floor. Chen Chen glanced at it and gave up cleaning the building in an instant—there were too many people to delete.

Netizen [-] seemed to find the same kind, and shouted: "The poster is really brave. My painting is in the same style as yours. I am embarrassed to post it every time."

The following are exactly the same "don't know", and some people even directly call Chen Chen a "soul painter", and the attitude of watching the excitement is self-evident.

"Hmph, a group of guys who don't know how to appreciate it." Chen Chen was quite unconvinced, and complained while holding his mobile phone.

Finally, a useful netizen appeared and left a message downstairs: "Anyway, I can't understand the poster's painting, but I have a secret weapon. Look at my summoning order—come out, Misty Magazine."

Chen Chen rekindled hope, holding his mobile phone, waiting for Mr. Mist to appear.However, netizens' disgust for his paintings has not stopped, and waves of complaints followed one after another. Chen Chen rolled his eyes, unwilling to accept the fact that he was not good at painting.

"Wow, I like Mr. Mist the most, wait for the licking of the screen, Mr. Mist will appear soon!" Netizens spoke highly of Mr. Mist.

"Hey, why don't you wait for Mr. Mist to come over and look at it, and you can't understand the landlord's town building map, then it's funny."

"I think the truth upstairs, this kind of painting must be incomprehensible! It's completely in the style of a soul painter, and we mortals can't understand it."

"After all, Mr. Mist is not an ordinary mortal, how about we have a little more hope for Mr. Mist?"

Someone downstairs was dissatisfied, and sent a series of sneering emojis: "I have confidence in Mr. Mowu, but I have confidence in Zhenloutu... Well, you all understand."

The people below were all agreeing, and the discussion was particularly heated, so Chen Chen's post was artificially pinned to the top, and it appeared strongly on the homepage of the forum website.

Chen Chen was quite sure of his ability in painting, but he didn't have the energy to fight with others, so he could only refute those mocking messages in his heart.

"Who is this Mr. Mowu? It sounds so familiar." Seeing that netizens had a high opinion of Mr. Mist, Chen Chen was curious and went to check his account information.

Good guy, he is actually the editor-in-chief of "Mist Magazine" under Zhonghua Geography Publishing House. No wonder he is called Mr. Mist. Chen Chen said he was flattered that he could even communicate with him about such things.

"Now you should know the name of the medicinal material I'm looking for!" Chen Chen laughed, just thinking about the taste of the soup after adding that medicinal material, he felt very satisfied.

He happily quit Mr. Mist's Baidu Encyclopedia, and Chen Chen also spoke downstairs: "Comrades, can we save some face for me? When Mr. Mr. Mist comes, you are not allowed to browse the building. I am very sorry." Seriously waiting for the answer, okay?"

As soon as he pressed the "publish" button, Chen Chen regretted it, because a large wave of trolls occupied his post in an instant, and his words were drowned in the vast ocean.

"I heard that someone summoned me, so I came." The speaker was "Mist Lord" as other netizens said. Chen Chen sighed in his heart: God, you are finally here, hurry up and save me!Tell me what the hell that drug is!

Seeing Mr. Mist speak, netizens gave way one after another and silently went to his floor to greet him. Few people continued to browse the building. This made Chen Chen feel very relieved, and then sent a smiley face to Mr. Mist.

"The mist is big, help me to see the things in the town building map, do you know it?"

Mr. Mist didn't reply immediately, he should have gone to study the map of the town building, so the netizens below started complaining again.

"It must be too abstract, and it has stumped Mr. Mist. Oh, it's so annoying. I really like a man who is knowledgeable. Mr. Mist, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"That's right, especially the sharp and humorous language used to reply to netizens' questions, and the response to the lenticular cloud incident, it couldn't be better. I want to give birth to a monkey for Mr. Mist."

The topic was gradually brought up to "I want to give birth to Mr. Mist", Chen Chen black line, if you want to give birth, go to him, why are you talking about this topic in my post, people are still waiting for the answer.

Fortunately, Mr. Mist came back soon, this time with a clean sentence: "I haven't seen it before."

Now Chen Chen is in a hurry, even Mr. Mist doesn’t know, can he still buy this medicinal material? I don't know what this is? Netizens say you are very knowledgeable, I believe you!" Added another pitiful expression.

It’s okay if you don’t ask. After Chen Chen asked, Mr. Mist replied directly, “I think this is probably some kind of alien creature, because such a wonderful plant cannot exist on the earth”, and his post immediately exploded. pot.

"Let me just say, Mr. Mist can't understand the poster's painting. Hahaha, I'm so smart!"

"No, it's so abstract that the mist can't be distinguished. It's too bad. It seems that our skill in soul painting is slightly better than the host's. I admit defeat."

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