The reason why Manager Xue was a hardcore fan of Wu Hai was that he had once been in a very bad mood. It wasn't because of the failure of his business, nor was it because of any emotional issues. In any case, he had been in a bad mood for some unknown reason.
Manager Xue didn't know what other people saw in Wuhai's paintings, but he saw peace in Wuhai's paintings. His bad mood was also calmed by the paintings. From then on, Manager Xue became a hardcore fan of Wuhai.
In addition to Zheng Jiawei and Manager Xue, there was another group of people who also wanted to go to The Kitchen God.
The specific situation was in a large factory.
"Senior Gong, it's almost noon. What do you want to eat today? Did you bring lunch? "A young man approached a middle-aged man and said with a cheeky smile.
"Little Zhang, go away. I'm not hungry at all. I don't want to eat anything. I still have two machines to repair. I don't have time."
The middle-aged man called Senior Gong spat at the young man in front of him. His tone was extremely irritated and impatient.
"Senior Gong, what can you do if you don't eat? You haven't had a full meal for several days." Little Zhang had delicate features and was also good at making strange things. His eyes and eyebrows were all wrinkled together.
"It's just a few meals. I can eat when I'm hungry. Come and wipe the machine. This one is done." Senior Gong finally finished his work and raised his foot to kick the young man.
"Senior Gong, you are so powerful. No wonder you are the chief mechanic of our factory. The machine is like a little sheep in your hands. It will never go west if you tell it to go east. You are so awesome."
Little Zhang dodged the attack of Senior Gong's big foot with a lazy roll. His movements were natural and natural. At first glance, it was obvious that he was skilled in his work. It didn't stop him from flattering Senior Gong.
Everyone liked to listen to flattering words, even Yuan Zhou, let alone a man who was a senior engineer. Senior Gong's originally gloomy expression eased a little.
Of course, the reason why Senior Gong was called Senior Gong was that his surname was Gao.
Xiao Zhang's hands and feet were nimble, and he wiped the machine clean in just a few moments. He also tidied up all the tools that were scattered on the floor.
He was the assistant assigned by the factory to the senior worker, who did odd jobs. Although Little Zhang was young, he was steady and efficient, so the senior worker was quite satisfied with him.
"Gao Gong, shall we go eat first?" Little Zhang asked.
"Continue to repair the machine. Go ahead and eat first. I'll clean up the mess later," Gao Gong said.
Recently, he had been too tired. As the end of the year approached, there were many machines that needed to be repaired. The high-intensity work had caused him to have no appetite at all. He couldn't even eat delicacies.
It had been a week, and he had only eaten a proper meal two or three times. Gao Gong himself was also very annoyed. This situation was known to the leaders of the factory. Gao Gong was one of the two senior engineers in the factory. If he didn't eat, he would be worried. Therefore, Xiao Zhang had a heavy responsibility.
"My mom got me some kimchi from my hometown. It's most suitable to stimulate my appetite. Why don't you try it, Gao Gong?" Little Zhang asked.
"Ok. Let's go and have a look." Gao Gong became a little interested when he heard about the kimchi. Thinking of the sour taste of the kimchi, he couldn't help but salivate.
However, the taste of the kimchi wasn't to Gao Gong's liking, but he still ate a few more bites than usual. Little Zhang heaved a sigh of relief.
"The kimchi is a little salty. It's not sour enough." Gao Gong ate a few bites.
"I think the kimchi in my hometown is already very good." Little Zhang said with a little regret, "The kimchi stimulates the appetite. If I make it the most delicious, it should be enough for you to eat more."
"The kimchi tastes different in every restaurant. That's why so many restaurants hire the old kimchi experts. As for the most delicious, do you think it's Head Chef Yuan of Chengdu? The word 'best' is placed in front of the food. I only recognize Head Chef Yuan." Gao Gong admired Yuan Zhou very much.
Especially during the Asia-Pacific Exchange Meeting and the individual exhibition, he had brought honor to the country.
"Huh? By the way, Gao Gong, let's go to The Kitchen God for a meal in the evening. The kimchi there will definitely suit your appetite. "Little Zhang's eyes lit up and then he said.
"Um?" Gao Gong was a little hesitant.
"There are still three machines that are in urgent need today. With Gao Gong's efficiency, it's totally OK to repair one machine in an hour. It'll be about 4: 00 pm when we finish repairing them. If we go there and line up, we will definitely be able to eat them." Little Zhang calculated and then said.
"No need for 4: 00 pm. It's not even 12: 00 pm now. It's guaranteed to be done by 3: 00 pm." Gao Gong was very confident in his professional field.
"Then let's go to The Kitchen God tonight. Gao Gong happens to take me there to have a look," said Little Zhang.
Gao Gong thought, "Does The Kitchen God sell kimchi?"
"Definitely. I heard that The Kitchen God sells all kinds of Sichuan cuisines," said Little Zhang.
"Ok." Gao Gong was convinced.
While they decided to go to The Kitchen God for dinner, Zheng Jiawei and Manager Xue, who arrived for lunch, happened to be behind Wuhai and Zhou Xi.
Manager Xue met his idol.
"Hello, Eaves Wu. I really like your paintings," Manager Xue said hurriedly.
"Oh, thank you." Wuhai, nevertheless, turned his head and took a look. When he found he didn't know him, he nodded his head casually and continued to wait for his meal.
Wuhai was used to having one or two fans coming from time to time. He didn't want to communicate with them at all.
"Eaves Wu, it's said that Boss Yuan is the only one who can compare with him in terms of artistic achievements among the young generation in our country. Eaves Wu, what do you think of this saying?" Manager Xue asked.
Eh? Speaking of Yuan Zhou, Wuhai became interested in communicating with him.
"That's not right." Wuhai frowned and corrected, "Not the young generation in our country, but the whole world."
The domineering tone revealed in his words shocked Manager Xue involuntarily. Eaves Wu was indeed worthy of his title.
Manager Xue asked again, "Eaves Wu, will you and Boss Yuan have a second cooperation?"
"I don't know about the second cooperation. It depends on the situation," said Wuhai, "Yuan Zhou doesn't care about this bit of money."
This bit of money? Manager Xue recalled the sky-high deal previously. Although he was also a boss, he was shocked by Wuhai's generosity.
Manager Xue's gaze passed through the door and looked at Yuan Zhou who was preparing the ingredients inside. Strictly speaking, Manager Xue felt that he was already very proud to have a rich man with a nine-figure net worth cook for him.
Wuhai was the first to enter the restaurant, followed by Zheng Jiawei, Zhou Xi, and Manager Xue.
In order to keep up with his idol, Manager Xue secretly thought that he would order whatever Wuhai ordered later.
Then —
"I want a serving of Dongpo Pig Knuckle. By the way, I haven't eaten Yannan Flying Tea Duck before. Give me a serving of Minced Pork with Garlic, Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin, Chicken Braised in Pot, and a Wanzhou Grilled Fish with Herbal Tea Egg." Wuhai began to order.
"That's … Mr. Zheng, if I remember correctly, The Kitchen God doesn't allow leftovers, right?" asked Manager Xue.
"That's right. So, Manager Xue, order according to your own appetite." Zheng Jiawei nodded.
Manager Xue was silent for a while and finally ordered a serving of Wanzhou Grilled Fish. He really wanted to know how his idol could finish ordering so much food.
Wanzhou Grilled Fish was one of the specialties of Shancheng, but in fact, Wanzhou in Chongqing didn't have this dish. To be precise, Wanzhou Grilled Fish originated from Wuxi and had nothing to do with Wanzhou.
Just like Chongqing Chicken Braised in Pot, this dish had nothing to do with Chongqing itself. This dish was created by a person from Shanghai named Zhang Chongqing, and the real specialty of Chongqing was Roast Chicken Braised.
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
