Chapter 602 Returning Home

"I don't need money." Sun Mei said.

"Ah, but Xiaomei, don't you still have unfinished studies in France? You still have one year of graduate school." Qiu Lele reminded in a low voice.

"I can also apply for suspension of school," Sun Mei said, "I can also just drop out of school. Anyway, I don't have any talent in painting."

"Ah, but you don't have a place to live in City B." Qiu Lele was still making his last effort.

"I have no objection to sleeping in a restaurant." Sun Mei said nonchalantly.

"No, I have an objection. No one is allowed in my restaurant at night." Ma Lu said firmly.

"Then I'll look for a house to rent outside. It's not a difficult task."

"No matter what you say, it can't change the fact that I have no shortage of people in the kitchen." Ma Lu said.

Sun Mei was silent for a few seconds and then said again, "Then I will become a waiter. In short, as long as you give me a chance to stay by your side and observe and learn how you cook at close range."

"But I don't usually cook." Malu spread his hands.

"…………"

Sun He said with a dark face, "You two can talk about it privately later. We are still awarding awards now."

"All right."

Sun He awarded the third place trophy to Luo Junkang, briefly congratulated the latter, and then announced that the Asian competition of this MasterChef Competition was officially over.

And Malu was immediately surrounded by a swarm of reporters, with long guns and short cannons aimed at him.

"Chef Ma Lu, I am Song Sisi, a reporter from Sanya TV. Congratulations on your final victory and winning the Asian championship of the MasterChef Competition. You must be very excited."

"No," Malu said into the microphone, "I knew I would win before entering the competition, but I am still very happy to get the bonus."

"Ah, then have you thought about how to spend the bonus after you get it?"

"Yes, I just placed an order for a 1 million TV."

"this……"

Song Sisi had never met such an interviewee before, and didn't know how to continue asking.

But she couldn't think of any questions and there were other reporters waiting for interviews. Soon another Korean reporter spoke in broken Chinese.

"Hello, Chef Malu, I am a reporter from MBC-TV. You used an off-beat move to eliminate Chef Cui Junxian in the second day of the competition. Is it because you were worried that Chef Cui Junxian would affect your championship? ”

"Cui Junxian, who is that?" Ma Lu asked.

"Chef Choi Jun-hyun is the youngest Michelin three-star chef in South Korea and the No. 1 seed contestant in the Asian region of the MasterChef competition. He has a high reputation for winning before the start of the competition. It is impossible that you have not heard of it."

"I don't have much of an impression anymore. You want me to remember that he must live at least until the last day."

The MBC-TV reporter wanted to ask more questions, but was quickly interrupted by the reporter behind him.

"Hello, Chef Malu, I'm from Food & Wine magazine. I heard that you are actually the owner of the Universe Infinite Canteen, not the chef. So why are you here to participate in this Master of Chef competition?"

"Chef Malu, what do you think of the next world competition?"

"Is there anyone in particular you want to thank for this win?"

"What kind of opponent is worthy of your two hands?"

"…………"

Looking at the people on the three floors inside and outside, David couldn't squeeze to the front even after squeezing for a long time.

Yu Yizhuo said to him, "Forget it, Boss Ma promised us that we will receive an exclusive interview in the future. Let's ask him again at that time."

"Unexpectedly, he actually won the championship." David said with emotion. "He was the least expected person before the start of the competition. You had to agree with his company executives at first, but the facts once again proved your vision. We also have KPIs for the first half of this year, hehe.”

"Stop flattering," Yu Yitong said, "Go back to your room and pack your things. The game is over and we have to go back."

Malu had been bragging into the microphone for half an hour, but he felt a little bored, so he just found an excuse to sneak away.

He could leave the hotel after the game, so he and Qi Shanzhu went to a nearby shopping mall to buy some Sanya specialties and flew back to City B overnight.

As a result, Malu drove to the restaurant the next day and saw Sun Mei squatting outside the restaurant with a backpack on his back, eating pancakes from a distance.

Upon seeing this, Ma Lu drove directly past the Universe Infinite Canteen, wondering whether he should park the car in front of the Aijia handyman shop, and then walk through the community and enter the restaurant through the back door.

This idea flashed through his mind, but he finally gave up.

Because it's of no use.

Restaurants have to be open for business. You can't escape the first day of the Lunar New Year, but you can't escape the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.

Malu backed up the car and parked it in the original parking space.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw Sun Mei coming up to me, "Chef Ma Lu."

"Chef Sun Mei, what a coincidence, why are you here?" Ma Lu got out of the car and saw Sun Mei, pretending to be surprised.

Sun Mei didn't take his advice, "I've contacted you more than once, but you didn't answer my calls or text messages."

"What?" Ma Lu took out his cell phone and continued to perform but couldn't turn it on. "Hey, the screen is always black. It seems that the battery is out of power."

"Chef Malu."

"Don't call me chef. I don't plan to cook anymore after the Master of Chef Competition." Ma Lu said.

"Then what should I call you?"

"Hey, then just call me Boss Ma or Mr. Ma like everyone else."

"Mr. Ma," Sun Mei said, "when do you think I will join the company?"

"I think it's best if you never join the company." Ma Lu said, "Didn't I tell you that the kitchen is not short of people, and your grandfather doesn't trust me."

"My grandfather is old and confused. Don't take his words to heart. He hopes that I will stay in Songxiangju for the rest of my life."

"That's not bad, it's the dream of many people to own a restaurant at a young age."

"But if that happens, my cooking skills won't improve." Sun Mei said seriously, "Many years ago, I turned to painting because I didn't feel challenged."

"But I really can't let you enter my kitchen."

"I can be a waiter first, and until you are satisfied, Boss Ma, I will prove that I am qualified to enter the kitchen." Sun Mei's eyes were firm.

"This is not a question of qualification." Malu sighed, "Forget it, let me ask you a question first, why did you make custard buns in the last round yesterday?"

"Didn't you tell me to make something I like? The reason why I embarked on the road of being a chef is because I saw the custard buns made in the restaurant, and I thought they were cute and delicious.

"So I had the idea of ​​wanting to do it. The first dish I learned was also custard buns. My grandfather taught me personally. Just yesterday, I found the passion I had at the beginning. "

"Okay. You can stay in my store, but only in the front hall. You can never step into the kitchen without my permission. Well, when Lao Wang is free, you can ask him any questions about cooking.