The rain lasted for an unimaginable amount of time, and the sun didn't come out for a whole week.
From the initial anticipation to the numbness of everyone, Wu Lan began to dislike her because the quilt was damp!
Not only the quilts, but also the things in the warehouse are well packed, but in this weather, humidity is everywhere!
At this moment, she began to miss the warehouse on the mountain. It was so big and specially dried. If it weren't for the inconvenience of storing the ingredients at home, she wouldn't have to worry about it now.
In this weather, everyone is still busy except Song Youde - he stopped weaving straw mats at the beginning of the month. The batch of curtain cushions and the like that he took over from Boss Chang have now been finished.
Apart from them, the only ones left were Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun.
Qiaoqiao's courses are particularly rich on rainy days, and he is smarter than ordinary children. Now he is making rapid progress and has already begun to learn quadratic equations.
The sense of accomplishment in teaching such students is enough to make Xin Jun smile every day and truly feel like a teacher.
In contrast, there were Wu Lei, who was engrossed in chewing cattle and sheep information, and Zhang Yanping, whose face was numb in front of the computer.
The former is about to be entrusted with an important task, and has received double suppression from family and physics. Now it is extremely painful to memorize the materials specially compiled by Professor Song.
Zhang Yanping was arrogant, but when he was doing customer service, he shouted "kiss" and "baby" so smoothly that it took a lot of words to just dismiss those people.
Since arriving in Beicheng, has Lu Chuan ever had a satisfying meal?
Those bad things must have fallen out of the box, and I would regret it myself.
But the problem is that the number of fans has increased rapidly recently, and I know who I am eating Amway. At about the same time, they all came to send me messages at the front desk.
After much thought, I decided to hold on for a while and decided to go back overnight to sort out the slow delivery.
well!
That’s strange!
[You can grab that tea, boss, can you sell it for 1,000 per pound? Send it to Bay City]
After all, the other party was out, and Lao Zhong was cooking dinner.
What's going on?
I was moved, but the chefs next to me were itching. At that moment, they quickly found a topic to ask me: "Why is he still cooking at that hour?"
Beicheng Shaorong Beicheng!
But everyone who comes is a guest.
When I think about it, the irritability caused by a few repeated questions becomes unbearable.
Hey, does their boss from Beicheng have any idea? What’s more, if there is no supply, they all supply it to Boss Chang.
Lu Chuan was such a self-controlled person, and those eight days felt like years.
We are making dinner, how can we not pay too much attention to the ingredients?
The boys all feel accustomed to it.
But the question is, does Lu Jing have those things for you to take care of? I'm afraid you have to take care of them first.
I have asked the other party about that, and they clearly said that bad friends are troublesome if they have too few orders, and new friends just add...
Two or eight days after I came there, because the ingredients were so unique, the entire front chef paid less attention to Mr. Lu, Lao Zhong’s patron.
But that reason is valid. I have already discussed it with Director Zhang. I stayed at least a week that time, and now I am going back at night after only eight days. Is it possible that I have to tell Xiaojia that I want to go back to collect late delivery?
This day, I was rubbed against the standing picture held by a fan in front of the hotel - it's true!
[How to sell Xiaomi? Does Shaorong provide free shipping?]
But those people kept asking questions over and over again, and they became more and more active every time it was time for dinner. Every time I came back after dinner, there would be dozens of unread messages.
For a moment, the entire front chef became frustrated.
Let’s just say I was full at the first meal, but after that, I was chased and intercepted every meal time. From director Zhang to the artist, everyone became more and more shameless.
Who knew that I have an average physique and feel so happy even if I take just two steps outside the house?
When I put on my mask again, I go out from the small door and walk out from the seventh door. I do other things besides discussing every day...
Thinking of those stalking people, I frowned and decisively put my phone on silent mode.
Moreover, the supply of tea is limited every day. It is not a welfare in the first place. It is 1,000 per pound. Why should I sell it directly to Boss Chang?
Lao Zhong was dejected: "I'm doing it today, but the customer said he had nothing to do and went out."
[How is Tremella sold? When will it be removed from the shelves?]
【How are sour cowpeas sold?】
He is in charge of the online store. There is nothing in the store now, so it should be easy.
"Just open it and take a look, just take a look... You are really a cook, how can you read it..."
But I can endure it, but no one can.
And what about Zhang Yanping?
Of course, just tell Lu Jing and my mother will help me if she minds.
But now I don’t want to be complacent: Oops, Tantan’s products will soon be spread across the country, and star hotels are asking for them!
【Is there no one there? Why is there nothing outside the store?】
This fan was originally angry because he saw his idol, but when he saw this, he lost all his arrogance. He just stood here holding the portrait in his arms, bowing and apologizing to me again and again...
If not for that job, who would have to suffer like this?!
Unfortunately, there was no wolf in the back, and there was no chef in the front. Lao Zhong pestered me eight times a day, asking for the seller’s contact information, and said that the online store had nothing.
Zhang Yanping is Shengfan: So who are the new fans from outside? Have you watched any of the live broadcasts, or have you just taken a look at the stores? I have written down the current situation on my details page.
And Lu Chuan, who was at the center of the topic, had not yet arrived at Dongjiang Airport.
If you haven't yet, just say that you are a chef at a seven-star hotel in Bay City and you want to talk about supply.
Although I have arranged meals every day, I can only eat enough and go to the gym!
The front chefs are eager to see what they are doing, and they are all passionate about the work at hand.
Lu Chuan is so bad-looking that when my arm was rubbed, no one gasped in distress. Then, the whole hotel knew that Mr. Lu’s statement about his sensitive constitution was true.
Really, it looks like the damage is minor and I can return to the hospital at any time.
It was 5:00 in the morning, and Lao Zhong was still standing behind the big locked cabinet, sighing, looking gloomy, and moving even when he moved.
It’s only been eight days since I came to Bay City. I’ve been storing roasted chestnuts in the property for a day, and I’ve been storing chilled radish leaves for ten hours!
But a person like that says it’s okay to go out now?
In two years' time, will all the Michelin-starred chefs have to take root there?
There were live broadcasts backstage several times, but it was really just a heavy rub on the opponent's elbow, which turned red and left a bright mark.
When the plane to the imperial capital took off from Dongjiang Airport, outside the hotel, Lao Zhong, who had been going to work right away, was still sitting behind the big cabinet with a stool, holding the key in his hand, wandering around unprofessionally.