Zuoyou Restaurant is located on Fenghuang Street, which is not very popular. It has four storefronts with transparent windows. It looks elegant and bright on the outside, but is actually less than 200 square meters. Excluding the kitchen, the dining space is not very large. However, due to the convenient parking,

The dishes are exquisite and taste great, and repeat customers recommend it. The business has become increasingly stable in the three years since its opening.

The greatest contribution should be made to Mao Xiaoyou’s childhood, Wang Zuozuo, who has a straightforward and honest personality, and is simple and down-to-earth. He has an elegant, fair and delicate appearance, and is the least chef-like chef. As Zuoyou’s head chef, he has high requirements for dishes.

Rigorous and tireless in developing new products.

Back then, she got into a university, and Wang Zuozuo sneaked into a technical school. From then on, his two paths diverged, which made this young man shed so many tears of lovesickness. Therefore, he cherished the fact that they ended up in the same place after graduation. His biggest hobby is

Take a break from the busy work and admire the busy figures in the hall through the grille door of the back kitchen.

There are no empty seats during lunch. The newly launched special business set meal is very popular with white-collar workers in the surrounding area. Due to the time, the guests come in a relatively concentrated manner and leave after finishing their meal. The staff will quickly turn over the tables to welcome the next batch. Only a few are okay.

, I would sit in the elegant seat in front of the window, eating, drinking and chatting leisurely. At this time, the front room and the kitchen are the busiest time of the day.

Now Mao Xiaoyou, with her hair tied back, wearing the same uniform as the store clerk, shuttles neatly through the lobby. She treats customers thoughtfully and politely, with a moderate smile, a medium volume, and a leisurely speaking speed.

She was fascinated by the comfort of the breeze blowing on her face. When she came to the kitchen door, she put the empty plates into the turnover box, checked the kitchen list, and knew that there was a person standing on the other side of the door.

"Is the food on table five ready?"

"We're working on it!" Wang Zuozuo stuck his head out with a grin. "Youyou, no one has wanted you for so many years, how about we make do!"

"You're so familiar, you have the nerve to attack me? Look over there!"

"What are you looking at?"

"Xiao Xiangxiang has been secretly in love with you for a long time!"

Crossing his arms, Mao Xiaoyou pointed to the hall and smiled mysteriously at him. Coincidentally, Li Xiangxiang, who was white, tender and very cute, was looking over here, and immediately ran away shyly, which shocked Wang Zuozuo.

"A girl who is only twenty years old, how can I bear it when an old man like me attacks her?"

The man who hurriedly got into the kitchen made Mao Xiaoyou laugh. At this moment, Sister Fan, who was standing at the cashier, waved to this side with Zhenghuan's ringing mobile phone.

Looking at the contacts displayed on the screen, she hesitated for a moment and then swiped the button. "Hello?"

"Are you...Mao Xiaoyou?"

"Well, it's me!"

The voice on the phone was tentative and uneasy. After receiving a confirmed reply, he breathed a sigh of relief and then returned to his usual vigor. "Hi! You're not dead! Come here and help me!"

"Not now, I can't leave!"

Thinking of the speed with which she escaped when she fell into the lake, Mao Xiaoyou felt uncomfortable. And her refusal touched Zhang Rujing's nerves.

"My things are more important, or your things? Don't forget who helped you in the first place! Without me, could you have made it this far?"

She had heard this cliché so many times that she leaned against the cashier and listened silently.

"Waiter, add more dishes!"

"Wait a minute!" After responding loudly to the customer, Mao Xiaoyou replied in a deep tone: "Jingjing, did you hear that? I really can't leave. Let's go and play with you tomorrow!"

"What's the point of coming tomorrow?"

She turned her ears away from the phone to avoid the scream. She remained silent, and the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence.

"Xiaoyou!" Zhang Ruqing was unprecedentedly gentle. "What happened that day was actually Tao Qing's bad idea. It has nothing to do with me! I have already scolded her severely for you, so why don't you forgive her? Oops...

Youyou, please help me one more time! If you don’t bring the chef, the old man will eat me alive!”

What a ghost! Mao Xiaoyou adjusted his posture. "Why bring a chef?"

"Tonight was my dad's birthday party. The unlucky chef would have had a car accident sooner or later, but he was hit at this time! How come he wasn't killed!"

Hearing about the birthday party? Mao Xiaoyou's cheeks twitched slightly, paused and asked: "Okay! Where is it?"

"My house, five o'clock in the evening, on time!"

Afraid that she would regret it, the other party hurriedly hung up. After thinking for a while, he went to the kitchen, where the four stoves were blazing with fire. The sound of stir-frying and the roar of the range hood were deafening. He patted the man who was directing, and he casually took a piece of cloth to wipe it.

Hands, follow to the aisle.

"What's wrong?"

"At five o'clock, come with me to a place!"

Seeing her rare smile, Wang Zuozuo was stunned, feeling excited as if he understood, and his shy cheeks actually turned red.

"Youyou, you finally figured it out! Where should we go on a date?"

"Heh..." With an awkward smile, Mao Xiaotou nodded. "So... right! But your clothes are greasy. Remember to change into clean... chef clothes!"

"That's for sure, how can you wear this?" Wang Zuozuo happily had nowhere to put his hands. Within five seconds, Wang Zuozuo reacted and slowly regained his emotions, and his hands on his back lost his smile. "I've seen people wearing chef uniforms on dates.

Are you trying to trick me into coming to your home to cook for you? I’m telling you, Mao Xiaoyou, I’m not going!”

When she grabbed the man who was about to leave, she became even more coquettish and begged shamelessly.

"Wang Zuozuo, are you a good friend? Hey Zuozuo, can you help me? I agreed!"

"I promise you to do it! Those rich people are all arrogant, and their hard work is always thankless! I see you, you just want to marry a rich man!"

"Yes! When I find a rich man and rent out the whole street to expand Zuoyou's business, won't you, Wang Zuozuo, become a great chef?"

"Come on!" He persuaded in a gentler tone: "Mao Xiaoyou, do we need to do this? It's not like you have no money?"

"What's that little money? When Mao Xiaobao comes back, it will be difficult to find him a wife!"

"There's still me!"

Holding those little hands, he took the opportunity to confess his love.

"Eh~" With a disgusting expression, Lengdi Mao Xiaoyou retracted his hand and rubbed his arms, issuing an ultimatum. "You'd better keep your money to pay off the mortgage and get a wife! At five o'clock, you have to go,

You have to go even if you don’t want to!”

"Are you being unreasonable?" Wang Zuozuo smiled and returned to the kitchen as he watched his figure leave.


Chapter completed!