When the food was served, everyone was not in a hurry to move their chopsticks and looked at Su Zifang together.

"Boss Su says a few words?" Lu Renjie raised his head, his eyes full of sincerity.

Su Zi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he looked at everyone's eyes, he didn't know what to say in an instant. He moved a few times and said in a daze: "Everyone should eat well, and take care of him in the future."

Everyone burst into laughter, and several old shop owners looked at Su Zi more and more.

"Thank you Xiao Su, everyone, eat while it's hot, don't let Boss Su down." After all, Dr. Luo sat in the main seat and asked everyone to eat, and he picked up a chopstick of fish.

When the white and tender fish meat was in the mouth, Dr. Luo felt a tenderness melting between his lips and teeth, and he couldn't help but praise him. When he was in the imperial capital, he had eaten many delicious foods from all over the country, but he rarely ate such tender steamed bass.

Not only does it have a slight fishy smell, it also has a strange fragrance. The aroma of lard in the mouth is mixed with the salty and fresh sea bass. In a few seconds, it is wrapped with the heat of pepper and the mellowness of onions and ginger, and it bursts into unparalleled deliciousness in the mouth.

Although it is already very old-fashioned to describe the deliciousness by almost biting the tongue, Dr. Luo still wants to say that because he really bit the fish on his tongue, it is very fresh, and it feels very painful.

Dr. Luo opened his mouth and showed a laughing and crying expression.

Wang Fugui glanced at Dr. Luo, chewing the ribs in his mouth slowly, and then he spoke slowly after spitting the bones: "Ala has said a long time ago, don't cut the rice quickly, look, have you bitten it?"

The sweet and sour pork ribs are very good for Wang Fugui's taste buds. After leaving his hometown for so many years, he can still taste the taste of his hometown. Although it is not very authentic, it is much better than what he has eaten before.

Others did not always be as unrestrained as Wang Fugui. Another reason was that their mouths were filled with delicious food and they had no time to speak.

As soon as Yang Mo swallowed the spring bamboo shoots in his throat, a piece of beer duck stuffed into his mouth. The chopsticks were still holding lotus root slices, and the mushroom and chicken soup in the bowl rose into a strong fragrance.

"666!" Yang Mo stretched out his left hand and gestured. Su Zifang always felt that if he was on the live broadcast now, Yang Mo could use a rocket for him.

Shen Anyan and Ye Zheng ate relatively elegantly, but they were only relative. The speed of picking up food seemed to be the same as practicing Shadowless Hand.

"It's delicious, so delicious!" Yan Junqing swallowed the ribs and extended his thumb to Su Zifang.

Liu Yier carefully savored the mushroom chicken soup and twitched his tongue from time to time.

Although Liu Yier, as a Chaoshan native, he can make soup himself, it is still much worse than the bowl in front of him. For him, drinking soup is the most important thing when eating, and you have to finish everything before talking about it.

"The credit for this party today is up to Boss Lu." Su Zifang quickly asked Lu Renjie to come forward, "Don't thank me only, I also want to thank Boss Lu."

"That's right, my boss Lu has been busy these days." Mu Lu said with a straightforward statement.

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard Mu Lu's words. If Lu Renjie's body size was considered to be too thin, then half of the people here would have to be malnourished.

"Thank you, Boss Lu, for acquiring the game."

"I didn't realize that Boss Lu's cooking skills are so good, so I could just open a restaurant with Boss Su."

"Boss Lu is intent."

"Eat, eat." Lu Renjie smiled and asked everyone to have a meal quickly, without responding to the additional teasing.

Su Zifang looked at Lu Renjie and clearly felt a little lonely in his eyes, but now there are many people, he didn't ask in detail.

After all, Lu Renjie's knife skills and cooking water products are definitely not just the single dishes mentioned by Mu Lu, but there are probably many stories hidden.

The dishes on the table were large in quantity, but with the unremitting efforts of everyone, it was still a CD in less than an hour.

Not to mention that the mushroom and chicken soup was clean, even the sweet and sour pork ribs were scraped by Mu Renju rice, which made Su Zi open the light and even suspected that he could not wash the dishes.

Everyone sat and chatted for a while, and then left after the hottest time at noon. After all, after congratulating Su Zi's new store opened, it was still open in the afternoon.

Su Zifang took all the tableware back into the kitchen. When he came back, he saw Lu Renjie sitting at the table and still motionless.

He didn't say anything, but Lu Renjie spoke first: "Boss Su, you think, am I not suitable to be a chef?"

Su Zifang:(·.·||), who am I? Where am I? What should I say?

Lu Renjie didn't care about Su Zifang's stunned look and continued to say to himself: "Actually, I was a chef like you back then, and I also won the third place in the school's knifework competition."

Lu Renjie spread his hands and Su Zifang looked at his tiger's mouth and first knuckles. Sure enough, there were many calluses and wounds.

"Then why didn't Boss Lu do this job?"

"Because... because I really can't cook good food." Lu Renjie said this sentence in embarrassment, burying his head, somewhat like a low-end version of Lin Xue.

Lu Renjie said intermittently, Su Zi put it aside and finally pieced together the story.

Lu Renjie was a day student when he was young, but he liked a girl who lived in school.

The food in the cafeteria is not in line with the taste of girls. Every time I chat with Lu Renjie, I complain that the tomato scrambled eggs in the kitchen are dry and sour, and are not delicious at all. So Lu Renjie practices cooking skills hard and wants to make a perfect tomato scrambled egg for the girl.

Maybe Lu Renjie was young and ignorant, and always felt that he should do it himself if he loved someone. He never thought of bringing a copy to the girl from a popular small stir-fry shop next to his home.

Su Zifang even felt that in Lu Renjie's idea, this was no longer simply cooking for female classmates. It was a scene of a family of three or a family of four having fun together.

It’s a pity that life is really rewarding with hard work.

The young Boss Lu was working hard with himself. After three months of self-study, he only learned the handsome posture of beating eggs with one hand and the flowing flowing pot and spoon.

As for scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

Su Zifang knew very well what the level of dish that even the chef himself disliked. It was the poison in the hands of the demon, a darker existence than darkness, and a biological weapon that could not even mention its name.

Later, the girl was admitted to university, and Lu Renjie also got his wish and entered the chef's school. They all have a bright future.

"I really don't understand why I just can't cook?" Lu Renjie held his head and asked a question from his soul.

"This..." Su Zifang suddenly didn't know how to answer this question.

He can say, "Boss Lu, you are doing well now." This is a fact.

It can also be said that "it's gone, it's all gone." Although it's useless, it's a universal golden sentence to comfort people.

However, these are not the answers Lu Renjie wanted. His answer was the knot in his heart, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that could never be made in his memory.

"bite."

A dialog box suddenly popped up in the system.

[Task: Complete the perfect scrambled tomato eggs (level B or above) in Lu Renjie's mind, and reward a random recipe.]*

[If you are young and promising, you don’t feel inferior, and you know what precious things are, and those beautiful dreams are not given to you, I will be ashamed for the rest of my life.]

Su Zifang:w(°_°)w

What kind of immortal system is this? Although the task description is extremely consistent with the title, what is the situation of copying the lyrics!

But after thinking about it, Su Zifang still felt that he should respond to Lu Renjie: "Maybe, he is feeling guilty."

Hearing Su Zifang's words, Lu Renjie raised his head.

"Are you guilty?"

"Maybe it?"

"if……"

Lu Renjie looked out the door, his eyes becoming more crystal clear.
Chapter completed!