God!I'm pregnant with an alien baby!

Sure enough, Yan Shu's face was cold when he ate the steak, so he asked Li Huan to explain.

"The steak was fried to the right degree of rareness, but the sauce was thicker, which covered the original taste of the top-quality beef. How could you make such a low-level mistake?" Yan Shu wiped his mouth and threw the napkin on the table superior.The chef he appointed must be perfect, but this time Li Huan let him down.

"I, I don't know how to tell you, Mr. Yan." Li Huan made a plan, with his head down but his eyes were full of smiles.

"Speak straight."

"Mr. Yan, you don't know something. There are so many people in the back kitchen. There are always people walking around. When I was pouring the juice, I was bumped into by accident. That's why..."

"okay."

Yan Shu interrupted, waved to Manager Wu, and ordered: "You have someone clean up the small kitchen on the second floor, and it will be Li Huan's exclusive kitchen from now on."

"Alright Mr. Yan."

Li Huan was very excited. He never thought that he could get an exclusive kitchen just by pretending to be pitiful, and he would no longer have to worry about being caught cheating.Thinking of this, Li Huan thanked again and again, and happily returned to the back kitchen.

After Li Huan left, Chen Chen, who had been busy all morning, felt very hungry, so he used the remaining ingredients to make himself a plate of fried rice, which he ate with great relish.It had been a long time since he had eaten a hotel staff meal, and he wasn't even interested in packing the evening buffet.

Fortunately, he is now Li Huan's assistant cook, and he doesn't care about making some food with extra ingredients.

"Why are you eating this, let's go, brother treats you to a big meal." Li Huan greeted him happily.

"Eh? But I'm full." Chen Chen once again used this excuse to cover up the past. The truth is, thinking of the greasy food and excessive monosodium glutamate in the small restaurant, Chen Chen felt sick to his stomach.

These days, Chen Chen also discovered that unless the food was made by himself, he would vomit even if he took a bite of any dish. After several failed attempts, he dared not touch any more.Not only that, lethargy, fatigue, hunger and other problems have become more and more serious. He often dozes off while standing in the kitchen. Only cooking can make him excited.

"Today, Boss Yan assigned me the small kitchen on the second floor. From now on, we will have a separate fire there. You can also eat whatever you want, and see how thin you are."

Chen Chen was very happy: "This one?"

"Of course, I'll treat it as a small treat for you. No one will care if you doze off when you're not busy."

This condition couldn't be better for the current Chen Chen: "Thank you Brother Li! I'm so lucky to be your assistant chef!"

Soon a plate of fried rice was drained, but Chen Chen's stomach was still half hungry. He touched his stomach suspiciously, feeling strange.

The staff who helped Li Huan in the kitchen came here specially, and patted Li Huan on the shoulder with a smile: "Okay, you boy, I just heard that Mr. Yan gave you the kitchen on the second floor. It seems that you want this meal no matter what." Please."

"Hmph, why should I share with you the rewards I got by relying on my own strength! I'm leaving, so please take your time." Li Huan put his arms around him and glanced at him, then turned and left.

Li Huan's arrogance has offended many people since he gained power, and now that he has his own small kitchen, it has aroused secret jealousy.

This person just came to see if he could hang out with Li Huan, and also got some special treatment, but he stuck to Li Huan's cold ass, feeling extremely dissatisfied, bowed his head and vented his anger at Chen Chen.

"Chen Chen, are you taking ingredients from the back kitchen again? I really think that no one will care about you if the chef is covering you. This is against the discipline of the restaurant. I think you don't want to stay or you don't want to be paid."

Chen Chen believed his words, and asked nervously: "I'm just too hungry, can you stop telling other people?"

"That's okay, the food is not free, go up and clean up the kitchen on the second floor, anyway, you will use it yourself in the future." He conveniently pushed the work that Manager Wu arranged for him to Chen Chen.

"Success, I'll go now."

Chen Chen took the cleaning tools from the storage room and went to the "small kitchen" on the second floor, jumping up for joy.

He never knew that there was a kitchen of about [-] square meters on the second floor, and he was very satisfied thinking that this kitchen would be dedicated to him and Li Huan in the future, and this kitchen was almost as large as his entire home.

"Brother Li is really good, I also want to work hard and catch up with him." Chen Chen secretly made up his mind.

Wipe the kitchen stove and sink first, spray the detergent on it first, wait a few minutes, and then wipe vigorously with a damp rag. After a while, his head was sweating.Then Chen Chen moved the new kitchen utensils upstairs again, but no one he saw was willing to help him.

"Why haven't you finished yet?" After more than two hours, the previous person ran up to watch Chen Chen's jokes. After all, when Manager Wu ordered him to come down, he asked him to "find some people" to do this. .

Chen Chen raised his head, showing a look of asking for help: "I can't do it by myself any faster, can you help me move this box inside?"

Unexpectedly, the other party immediately shook his head and refused, and declined, "I still have something to deal with downstairs, so you can push it slowly."

After finishing speaking, he walked away with brisk steps, and did not see Chen Chen behind him sitting on the box with his stomach in pain.

What's wrong with my body? Even if I was a small worker before, and I carried more than ten kilograms of vegetables every day, I had never been so tired.

Chen Chen rested for a while, recovered, looked around, and mustered up his energy again.

"After tidying up, this will be my kitchen and brother Li's. Then we won't have to be dictated by those downstairs." Chen Chen, who was revived in place, was full of fighting spirit, "Come on!"

Chen Chen yelled at the wall to cheer himself up, as if dealing with today's cleaning content as an enemy, his strength suddenly increased, and he polished the stainless steel kitchen utensils.

After working until late at night, Chen Chen finished tidying up the small kitchen, and was exhausted on the floor. It took him a while before he had the strength to go home.

It was rare that one morning was not the morning shift. Chen Chen could sleep for two more hours. He thought he would be able to catch up on sleep so that he could go to work the next day refreshed, but the next day his phone alarm clock rang for a long time before he woke up faintly. , limp on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

"Hey, why wasn't I born into a wealthy family, and I have to work so hard to make ends meet? I don't want to get up, I don't want to get up..." Chen Chen yelled, rolling on the bed, covering his head with the quilt, unwilling to face the reality that he had to get up.

If only I was like Yan Shu... Chen Chen, who was half asleep and half awake, had an unrealistic dream again.

If it keeps going on, it's really going to be late. Chen Chen turned over and got up, washed up as quickly as possible, and then dug out the cold food packed and brought back from the refrigerator last night, reheated it, and ate it.

Before he had time to clean up the dining table, Chen Chen looked at his phone. It was already seven o'clock, so he immediately put on his shoes and rushed out.

When he arrived at the hotel, he walked through the freight passage at the back door as usual, and ran into his former boss, Uncle Cai, the small foreman.

"Hey, why did you come here? What time is it! I want to report to the higher authorities, believe it or not to deduct your salary?" Uncle Cai stared at him fiercely, then handed the vegetable basket in his hand, "Quick, put Move this one in, look how busy we are!"

"But Uncle Cai, I'm not on the morning shift today, and I'm not a small worker anymore. I shouldn't be doing these jobs."

"Hmph, do you think following Li Huan means you've climbed a branch? He's the chef now, with a different status, but you're not the one who's prospered, so you still want to work for me?"

Uncle Cai almost yelled out, which attracted the attention of other small workers, but no one said a word of justice to Chen Chen.

In fact, everyone was like this. They didn't dare to do anything to Li Huan, so they could only find trouble with Chen Chen behind their backs, ordering him to do some hard work that he shouldn't do at all.From other people's point of view, Chen Chen and Li Huan were in the same team, and they were happy to punish Chen Chen.

Chen Chen didn't know how to respond, looking at the gloating eyes around him, he could only sigh and do coolies as Uncle Cai ordered.

After moving more than a dozen boxes of fresh ingredients in one go, Chen Chen couldn't help but his feet went weak, and he took several steps back, clutching his stomach in pain. No one noticed his discomfort, or even if he did, he ignored it. arrive.

"Chen Chen, Chef Li has been looking for you everywhere, so you are here." Someone came to greet Chen Chen.

"Okay, thank you for reminding me, I'll go up now."

Chen Chen held back his discomfort and ran upstairs quickly, and he saw Li Huan standing next to the kitchen table with an anxious face.

"Why did you come? I don't know if it's already late?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Li," Chen Chen said apologetically, "I was stopped by Uncle Cai just now downstairs, so I could help a little."

Li Huan guessed what happened right away: "Don't bother with them in the future, and deliberately find something for you to do. Sooner or later, your small body will not be able to hold on. Look at your face, it's worse than yesterday."

"It's okay, we're all colleagues, they can't help, I'm just helping." What else can Chen Chen say, Li Huan is the chef and he is not, so he dare not directly refuse to offend others.

"Oh, I don't know what to say about you. The reporter from the cm newspaper wants to write an interview report for me, saying that I will try my craft first. What do you think is better? I will prepare the ingredients first, and you sit down Take a rest."

Seeing that Chen Chen is not in good condition, Li Huan couldn't bear to ask him to do it immediately, and was even more worried about affecting the food effect. If the reporter was not satisfied, his reputation would be damaged.

"I found fresh abalone when I was carrying seafood just now. I will make an abalone soup later and make another main course. Brother Li, you can directly ask someone to bring it up. I feel a little tired. I will help you after a rest."

Chen Chen found a place to sit down, pressed his temples lightly, watched Li Huan skillfully handle the ingredients, and couldn't help sighing: "If only I could learn Brother Li's knife skills."

Li Huan pretended not to hear, and kept silent about teaching Chen Chen how to make a sword. He just said, "Quickly close your eyes and rest. You will be busy later."

Although there were only two dishes, because the abalone soup took a long time, the reporter who came to do the interview couldn't wait, so he was led to the small kitchen on the second floor with a SLR in his hand.

"Reporter Qiu, why did you come in?" Li Huan greeted him with a smile, and shook hands with the reporter.

"I'm just here to take a look, and I'll take pictures for you by the way, and you just do it as usual, as if you can't see me. By the way, this is your helper? The kid is quite handsome."

Chen Chen kindly nodded to him and said hello: "Hello, Reporter Qiu."

Reporter Qiu's attitude towards Chen Chen was also more gentle, and he chatted with him for a few more words before starting to take pictures of Li Huan.

Satisfied, Li Huan took out the abalone soup from the steamer after posing several times, without seeing Chen Chen's anxious eyes.

Li Huan cared about the good-looking image, and missed the best time to start the pot. In addition, Chen Chen could only feel the taste when cooking without considering the color and shape. The abalone soup just out of the pot looked inconspicuous.

Seeing the reporter frowning, Li Huan quickly explained: "Although it looks ugly, it tastes really good. When I touch it up, it will definitely look good on camera."

Reporter Qiu stared at Li Huan suspiciously, put down the camera in his hand, and looked worried: "Is this really a delicious delicacy that you will regret if you don't eat it as rumored?"

"Don't worry." Li Huan is full of confidence. He has learned a lot in the past few years as a cook, and his knife skills and plate loading skills are top-notch.

Rolling up his sleeves, Li Huan carved the carrots into small flowers, sprinkled them on the surface of the abalone soup, and put the thin leaves of celery next to the flowers. After a while, the bowl of abalone soup became a painting.Although it is as simple as a primary school student's painting, it is better than his knife skills, and the simple and warm color matching is eye-catching.

Reporter Qiu also relaxed a lot, taking pictures of him with the camera "click click", recording the process of the perfect counterattack of the abalone soup, also smiling happily.

"Chef Li, I finally understand why there are such exaggerated rumors. It turns out that you really have a magic trick. This process is simply amazing. No one in the industry has ever met someone as skilled as you Chef, I want to go back to work on the manuscript immediately, and let others know your strength!"

"Don't worry, you'd better taste it first before writing, otherwise I won't dare to take it." Li Huan readily accepted the compliment.

Reporter Qiu took a sip with a porcelain spoon, and the soup seemed to melt in his mouth the moment he entered it, and the rich taste melted into his blood vessels.After all, as a layman, Reporter Qiu didn't taste that the abalone soup was slightly aged, which reassured Chen Chen.

Reporter Qiu spoke highly of Li Huan's cooking skills and knife skills in his heart, and tasted a few more mouthfuls of abalone soup, unable to put it down.

"Reporter Qiu, how's it going?" Li Huan was very confident in Chen Chen's cooking skills, and when he saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he thought something was wrong and looked anxious.

Reporter Qiu deliberately put on a straight face: "Chef Li, I really didn't expect that your culinary skills are like this."

Chen Chen was surprised: Is there something wrong?