"..."

"Young man, you are amazing!"

After a short silence, there was no expected ridicule or questioning. The fat white chef smiled and gave a thumbs up, praising Xu Ziqi.

Xu Ziqi was a little surprised, but he said politely: "I dare not, you are all seniors, I still have to learn a lot from you."

"Don't be so modest, heroes emerge from youth, and we old guys are no longer good enough."

"How can you say that? You are all inheritors of various cuisines and have rich experience. I will definitely ask for your advice someday."

"We should learn more from you. Young people have active minds and many good ideas. The future belongs to you young people."

"No, no..."

...

After several polite words, both of them felt that these words were a bit meaningless, so they stopped talking.

The fat white chef nodded and turned his head. Xu Ziqi noticed that the bald chef was looking at him, and he also looked over.

This guy didn't refute it just now, but when he saw Xu Ziqi looking at him, he humphed and turned his head away.

Xu Ziqi looked at the black-faced master again, and the guy glanced at him, then turned his head and sighed.

Xu Ziqi didn't care about them either, and his face returned to calm.

Not long after, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

"We're here, we'll leave first."

"Well, seniors, take care."

The fat white master arrived at his floor, said goodbye briefly, and walked out with his two companions.

The elevator door closed.

"Hey, do you think they believe it?"

Qin Lianyi couldn't help her curiosity and asked Xu Ziqi.

The atmosphere just now was too harmonious, and she was a little surprised.

Normally, shouldn't Xu Ziqi have a verbal dispute first, and then face the ridicule and sarcasm, and be furious, shouting "Don't despise the poor young man, I will definitely go to Yunlan Sect in three years..." No, it should be that the little mouth twisted, the elevator door opened, and many soldiers shouted: The three-year period has come, welcome the God of Food back, and then the three masters who looked down on him were slapped in the face, with a look of shock, is this right? What's the point of being plain and polite, Qin Lianyi sighed. Xu Ziqi didn't know why the girl sighed, but she replied: "It's strange to believe it. Although the fat white master was smiling, his eyes didn't move. It was obviously a fake smile. He was just polite on the surface."

"There's no need to talk about the other two. The bald guy has been looking at me with displeasure. He definitely doesn't believe it, but I don't know why he doesn't confront me."

"As for the black-faced guy, he is in the same group with the fat white master, so he probably doesn't believe it either."

"So that's the case." Qin Lianyi said "Oh", thoughtfully, and asked Xu Ziqi again: "They don't I believe you, aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Xu Ziqi shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not a child, I don't care what they think, I just need to cook my own dishes and get the first place."

"You are open-minded." Qin Lianyi nodded, smiled slightly, her almond eyes turned slowly, with a cunning look, and said softly: "You come to treat me to the midnight snack later."

What is the relationship between the two... Xu Ziqi glanced at her: "You called me for a midnight snack."

The implication is that she should treat her.

Qin Lianyi pretended not to know, blinked her eyes, and said innocently: "Really? I was sleepy just now, did I call you?"

Xu Ziqi saw that she wanted to shirk her debt, and was a little helpless: "Forget it, please."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu, Chef Xu." Qin Lianyi bowed slightly, her voice was soft and soft.

At the same time, outside the elevator.

"Alas, are all the young people nowadays so arrogant?"

Walking in the corridor, the fat white chef sighed and said in a deep voice: "Who does he think he is? The God of Cookery?"

"The program team prepared so many dishes. An unskilled chef can't even finish cooking them, let alone guaranteeing the taste."

"With cooking skills like you and me, we can only barely guarantee the taste, with one or two handfuls of celery and bitter melon left. Can that little brat of his sell all of them in one day?"

"It's really hilarious."

"Indeed, he is a little ignorant of the world."

The black-faced chef nodded. What the fat white chef said made sense.

Considering everyone's cooking skills, this program will be warmly welcomed by students, so the program team has indeed prepared a lot of dishes.

To sell all of them, the chef needs to be busy in the kitchen all day, even saving time for eating and going to the toilet.

Such a workload is indeed not easy. Ordinary chefs cannot do it. It consumes too much energy and spirit. In the end, the taste of the dishes cannot be guaranteed, and the students will not pay for it.

They are considered the top chefs.The taste of the dishes can be guaranteed, but the ingredients are the only problem.

There is no way, some things are really hard to make delicious.

At this time, the bald chef also snorted: "He is just a brat, I am too lazy to say anything about him, he is so young and doesn't know how to be down-to-earth. In order to show off in front of girls, he swells up his face and pretends to be fat. When he is exposed, won't it be more embarrassing?"

If Xu Ziqi said that he sold all the dishes and cooked another dish for the students, and then they were snapped up, he would never believe it.

You know, they sell non-stop, and only when they close the stall at 8 o'clock in the evening, there are some leftover soup and leftovers. Fortunately, it is not a lot, so the program team will turn a blind eye and say that eating it will be counted in the money earned.

Of course, this rule applies to all chefs, this is for fairness.

"Forget it, why bother with a kid?"

The fat white chef was open-minded and looked indifferent, "When the time comes, we will know how much he weighs when the statistics are made."

"Haha, who cares? I'm so sore after a busy day. Go get a foot massage to relax and go back to sleep." The bald chef suggested with a smile.

The other two chefs nodded. They were old and would not be so busy in their own hotel. It was really hard for their bodies to bear such a busy schedule.

At this time, their mobile phones vibrated at the same time. When they opened them, they saw that it was a message sent in the group.

This group was the group of the program team. The group owner was director Chen Yiliang, and the message was also sent by him. It was a notice.

Chen Yiliang: In view of the fact that the skills of the teachers are so popular, the program team decided that from tomorrow, after selling the ingredients specified by the program team, the teachers can choose some more ingredients to sell. The extra ingredients will be counted into the total amount at twice the price.

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