Chapter 1921 Imitating the Idol’s Stomach

Latest website: The reason why Mr. Xue is a die-hard Wu Hai fan is because one time he was in a very bad mood. It was not a business failure or a relationship problem. Anyway, he was in an inexplicable mood. Then he accidentally saw Wu Hai's paintings.

Mr. Xue didn’t know what other people saw in Wu Hai’s paintings, but he saw peace in Wu Hai’s paintings, and his bad mood calmed down while looking at the paintings. From then on, Mr. Xue became Wu Hai’s Hardcore fan.

In addition to Zheng Jiawei and Mr. Xue, there is another group of people who also want to go to the God of Cooking shop.

The specific situation is in a large factory.

"It's almost noon, senior engineer. What are you going to eat today? Have you brought food?" A young man approached a middle-aged man and said with a playful smile.

"Xiao Zhang, please go away. I'm not hungry at all. I don't want to eat. I still have two machines to repair, so I don't have time."

The middle-aged man known as a senior engineer spat at the young man who came to him, his tone was irritable and impatient.

"What's wrong with the senior engineer not eating? You haven't had a full meal for several days." Xiao Zhang has a pretty face and is good at doing weird things. His eyes and eyebrows are all furrowed together.

"It's just a few meals. Just take a few bites when you're hungry. Come over here and clean the machine. This one is ready." The senior engineer finally finished his work and kicked the young man with his foot.

"A skilled engineer is a strong one. You are worthy of being the chief mechanic in our factory. Once the machine is in your hands, it is like a little sheep. If you make it go east and never go west, that is how powerful it is."

Xiao Zhang rolled like a lazy donkey to avoid the attack of the senior engineer's big feet. His skillful movements naturally showed that he was proficient in the business. He did not delay the flattery in his mouth, and he said nice words as if they were free of charge.

No one doesn't like to hear nice words, even Yuan Zhou, let alone a man who is a senior engineer. The senior engineer's originally gloomy expression softened slightly.

Of course, the reason why Gao Gong is called Gao Gong is because his surname is Gao.

Xiao Zhang wiped the machine clean with a few quick hands and feet, and tidied up all the tools scattered on the floor.

He is the assistant assigned to the senior engineer in the factory, doing odd jobs. Although Xiao Zhang is young, he is also practical and quick in his hands and feet. The senior engineer is still satisfied with him.

"Senior engineer, shall we go have dinner first?" Xiao Zhang asked.

"Keep repairing the machine,

You go eat first and finish up later. "Gao Gong said.

He has been really tired recently. As the end of the year is approaching, many machines need maintenance. The intense work has caused him to have no appetite at all, and he cannot eat even the delicacies.

It has been a week since I only had dinner two or three times. The senior engineer himself is also very irritable. The leaders in the factory are aware of this situation. The senior engineer is one of the two senior engineers in the factory. He has to worry about not eating, so Xiao Zhang has a heavy responsibility.

"My mom brought me some kimchi from my hometown. It's the perfect appetizer. Can I try it?" Xiao Zhang said.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." The senior engineer became a little interested when he heard about kimchi. Thinking of the sour taste of kimchi, his mouth secreted saliva unconsciously.

But the taste of kimchi was not to Gao Gong's liking, but he still ate a few more bites than usual, and Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

"The kimchi tastes a bit salty and not sour enough." The senior engineer took a few bites.

"I think the kimchi in my hometown is already very good." Xiao Zhang said with a little regret: "The kimchi is appetizing. If you want to get the most delicious kimchi, you should be able to make Gao Gong eat more."

"Every house's kimchi tastes different, so many restaurants buy old kimchi jars. As for the best, you think it's our Chef Yuan from Chengdu. The word "best" is used in front of food. I only recognize Chef Yuan. Chef." Gao Gong admired Yuanzhou very much.

Especially at Asia-Pacific exchange conferences and personal exhibitions, it is very important for the country.

"Eh? By the way, Senior Engineer, let's go to the Kitchen God's shop for dinner tonight. The kimchi there will definitely suit your appetite." Xiao Zhang's eyes lit up.

"Huh?" Gao Gong hesitated.

"There are still three urgent machines left today. The efficiency of the senior engineer is perfect for one machine per hour. It will be around four o'clock when the repairs are completed. If you rush over and line up, you will definitely be able to eat." Xiao Zhang calculated.

"It doesn't have to be more than four o'clock. It's less than 12 o'clock now. I guarantee it will be done at three o'clock." The senior engineer is very confident in the professional field.

"Then let's go to the God of Cooking store tonight. It just so happens that Gao Gong took me there to see it." Xiao Zhang said.

Gao Gong thought: "Does the God of Cooking store sell kimchi?"

"There must be. I heard that Chef God's Shop has all kinds of Sichuan cuisine." Xiao Zhang said.

"Okay." Gao Gong was convinced.

It was decided to come to Chef God's Shop for dinner, and Zheng Jiawei and Mr. Xue who arrived for lunch happened to be behind Wu Hai and Zhou Xi.

Mr. Xue met his idol.

"Hello Wumenyan, I really like your paintings." Mr. Xue said quickly.

"Oh, thank you." Wu Hai looked back and found that he didn't recognize him, so he nodded casually and continued to wait for his food.

Wu Hai was used to having one or two fans come here from time to time, and he didn't want to communicate at all.

"Wu Menyan, it is said that Boss Yuan is the only one among the young generation in China who can rival him in terms of artistic achievements. What do you think of Wu Menyan?" asked Mr. Xue.

Um? Speaking of Yuan Zhou, Wu Hai was interested in communicating.

"That's wrong." Wu Hai frowned and corrected: "It's not the young generation in the country, it's the whole world."

The domineering expression revealed in his words made Mr. Xue shocked. He was worthy of Wu Menyan.

Mr. Xue asked again: "Wu Menyan, will you and Boss Yuan cooperate a second time?"

"I don't know about the second time. It depends on the situation." Wu Hai said: "Yuanzhou doesn't care about this little money."

This little money? Mr. Xue thought of the sky-high price deal before. Even though he was a boss himself, he was also shocked by Wu Hai's attitude.

Mr. Xue looked through the store door and looked at Yuan Zhou who was preparing ingredients inside. Strictly speaking, Mr. Xue felt very good about letting a man with an eight-digit fortune cook delicious food for him.

Wu Hai was the first batch to enter the store, along with Zheng Jiawei, Zhou Xi, and Mr. Xue.

In order to be consistent with his idol, Mr. Xue secretly thought in his heart that he would order whatever Wu Hai would order later.

Then--

"I want a Dongpo pork elbow. By the way, I saw Yannan Fei Tea Field Duck. I've never had it. I'll have one, white meat with garlic paste, sweet and sour pork loin, chicken in clay pot, and another Wanzhou grilled fish, and tea eggs. Not less." Wu Hai began to order, and started to order fish and meat.

"Um...Mr. Zheng, if I remember correctly, Chef God's shop can't have leftovers, right?" Mr. Xue asked.

"That's right, so Mr. Xue orders according to his appetite." Zheng Jiawei nodded.

Mr. Xue was silent for a while, and finally ordered a piece of Wanzhou grilled fish. He wanted to know how his idol could finish all the food he ordered.

Wanzhou grilled fish is one of the specialties of the mountain city, but in fact this dish does not exist in Wanzhou, Chongqing. To be precise, Wanzhou grilled fish comes from Wuxi and has nothing to do with Wanzhou.

This is just like Chongqing Braised Chicken Gong, which has nothing to do with Chongqing itself. This dish was created by a man named Zhang Chongqing from Shanghai, and the name of the dish with real Chongqing characteristics is Roasted Chicken Gong.

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