"I've done it." Su Zi regained consciousness, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Xue Xinjian.

"I know, An Yan told me." Xue Xinjian replied quickly, as if he wasn't doing anything at all.

"I made a new one, and it's very different from the previous one. I'll send it to you for a look." Su Zifang knew that he and Xue Xinjian couldn't explain clearly, so he directly sent the new photo.

"Huh? It's layered?"

The method has changed!"

"The last one has been sent to my grandfather, but he hasn't responded yet. Just wait a moment, I'll send it now." Xue Xinjian forwarded the picture sent by Su Zifang to Xue Yi, and then explained.

When Su Zifang saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and finally began to feel relieved.

If even the authentic shrimp tofu cannot be selected, it means that this dish is really lost, but Xue Yi will not let himself down, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, a message from Xue Xinjian suddenly popped up on WeChat.

"How did you do that?"

"When I was making it normally, I suddenly thought of adding chicken and duck eggs in case they were not mixed together, so I changed a new method." Su Zifang sent an explanation.

"That's not what I meant."

"picture.jpg"

Probably because the internet speed at Xue Xinjian's end was not good, after saying a few words, he finally sent a picture.

It is a chat record, and the sender's name is the two-character "Remarks Grandpa".

Xue Xinjian: "Grandpa, this is the first shrimp tofu made by Boss Su. Take a look."

Attached below are the photos and videos sent by Shen Anyan.

Xue Yi: "Yeah."

Just one word, no reply.

Looking at the time, nearly two hours have passed.

The next message will be the latest picture.

Xue Xinjian: "Grandpa, Boss Su made a new shrimp tofu, take a look."

Xue Yi: "The future generations are to be feared!"

Xue Yi: "Ask him if he has time tomorrow. I'll wait for him in Linzhou."

"I mean how on earth did you do it? Grandpa Mingming had a normal attitude towards you before, but he sent a new photo and immediately invited you to meet. This kind of change will not happen even if Master Lu from Louwailou comes.

Not necessarily."

"Because what I cook is more authentic," Su Zifang said modestly.

"Haha." Xue Xinjian obviously didn't believe Su Zifang, he sneered and ignored Su Zifang.

Su Zi put it down and asked with great interest: "Should I dress more solemnly when I see your grandpa tomorrow? Should I prepare some gifts? By the way, what does your grandpa like?"

After a long time, Xue Xinjian replied.

"No, whatever, it's okay."

Three answers, six words, Su Zifang could even imagine her tone.

"I'll wait for you in front of your store at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Xue Xinjian deliberately sent the last sentence three times, for fear that he would forget the time due to the alarm clock.

Su Zi put his phone back with a smile and went to the lobby to find Yang Qiong: "Please change the bulletin board. I'm going out tomorrow and the business will be closed for one day. I'll let you know if there are any changes. Also, you and Xiaoman are on holiday tomorrow."

"Hey, does Boss Su have something to do?" Yang Qiong blinked. This was the first time she saw Su Zi asking for leave, and she was a little curious.

"Yes, I'm going to Linzhou to visit a senior." Su Zifang didn't hide anything. His itinerary was not a secret anyway.

"Mr. Xue Yi?"

What Su Zifang didn't expect was that Yang Qiong actually called out Xue Yi's name.

"Do you know him?" Su Zifang started to be shocked. Is this world so small? How could anyone recognize Xue Yi at random.

Am I still too ignorant? It seems that I have to look online later to see if there is any series on China's Top 100 Famous Chefs, and I need to get to know people well, otherwise even if I go to the Huaiyang Cuisine Exchange Meeting, everyone will be familiar with me, and I will be alone.

People seem too lonely.

Fortunately, Yang Qiong's next sentence broke his shock.

"I was working on a plan recently and looked it up by the way. Because it was on the first page, I was more interested so I read a few more pages." Yang Qiong said casually, which made Su Zifang feel a little relieved. "It seems that most people are relatively normal.

, let’s just say, how can an industry like chef have the influence of a star? Even Xue Yi is only famous in the chef circle.”

"I advise you, Boss Su, not to write it down, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble coming to your door." Yang Qiong probably read Xue Yi's personal introduction again and kindly reminded him.

"Why?" Su Zifang was a little confused.

"Think about it, this is a critical period for communication between the Cuisine Association. So many chefs were turned away waiting to meet Xue Yi, but you went to the appointment openly. If there is nothing fishy in this, do you believe it?"

Su Zifang shook his head.

"What's more, you are the chef brought by Xue Xinjian, and you have a dignified appearance. It is inevitable that others will think that this activity is a bit of a competition to recruit a bride."

…

"A competition to recruit a bride? Who to recruit? Xue Xinjian?"

Su Zifang laughed out loud thinking about Xue Xinjian's appearance.

If Xue Yi really wanted to marry Xue Xinjian, this exchange conference would be more exciting than imagined.

"And there might be scandals about you and her, such as pregnancy or getting married." Yang Qiong silently counted on her fingers.

"Hey, Boss Su, do you want to write a novel? The protagonist is a famous chef of a generation. After traveling through time, he became the son-in-law of the gourmet Xue family, and then reached the pinnacle of his life with his delicious food."

"Ahem!" I watched helplessly as this discussion developed in a strange direction.

Su Zifang coughed twice: "Already have it."

Yang Qiong sighed in annoyance: "Hey, I thought there were new novels to read. Forget it, change the advertisement!"

After that, the billboard was revised according to Su Zifang's ideas and her knowledge.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Su Zifang asked rhetorically.

"At least it's much better than what you had before." Yang Qiong showed no mercy and even brought out the full text of the manuscript. "The owner is out for the day for business, and the business hours are to be determined."

"Okay." Su Zifang responded and didn't hesitate anymore. It was just an advertisement that no one saw.

"By the way, I want to tell the group that the people in the food team work in shifts every day. I have to let them know earlier." Yang Qiong suddenly raised his head, forgetting something.

Su Zifang looked at her screen, there was only one sentence on it.

"Boss Su will take leave tomorrow, last meal tonight!"

In less than a minute, Yang Qiong's news was filled with news about a good man's safe life.

Su Zifang's most intuitive feeling was that at dinner, he cooked nearly half as many dishes. Some of the late comers even waited until midnight. After learning that Su Zifang really had something to do the next day,

After the meal, I felt quite regretful when I left.

"Uh..." So, what happened?
Chapter completed!