Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

in the kitchen.

Qin Xun quickly finished frying the vegetables, turned around and looked at the crowd of people behind him, and said.

"These are some hot dishes. Bring them to the table quickly."

"It won't taste right when it's cold."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people squeezed out from the crowd, put the dishes on the trays, and carried them to the restaurant.

The chef, Master Zhao, looked at Qin Xun and said with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, I originally thought you were good at singing, writing songs, acting and fighting, but I didn't expect you were so good at cooking."

"I am ashamed of your cooking skills."

"Today's finale is with these dishes of yours. If Director Xia eats your cooking, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job!"

Qin Xun waved his hand.

"Oh, it's all just speculation, just wild stuff."

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, there were some flattery sounds.

"Mr. Qin, can you sign your name for me?"

"And me, my whole family are your fans!"

"And me, and me. I signed up for a membership just to listen to your songs."

"I want I want!"

"I also want!"

……

Qin Xun quietly gave Xia Ning a wink.

Xia Ning turned to look at Chef Zhao and said.

"Qin Xun's signature will be filled in for you later. You all go back to your work stations now. Dinner is about to begin."

Chef Zhao immediately called everyone back.

Everyone immediately dispersed without hesitation for a second.

suddenly.

Qin Xun saw a few braised pig ears, some coriander, and shredded onions on the operating table. He suddenly had an idea, looked at Xia Ning, and said.

"You said before that grandpa likes to drink, so I'll make another plate of cold pig ears."

"We'll find a way to get Grandpa drunk later."

"When he is drunk, I will talk to him about the things he likes, and he will not be so prejudiced against my bald head."

Xia Ning said hurriedly.

"Grandpa likes to talk about the Three Kingdoms, do you understand?"

Qin Xun replied.

"I have read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms and know some unofficial histories of the Three Kingdoms."

Xia Ning said with some worry.

"Grandpa likes to drink. He has an average drinking capacity and gets drunk easily, but..."

Her face looked a little ugly.

"Grandpa's wine is not very good."

"If he likes you, he might just give you a jade pendant when he's drunk."

"But if I hate you, I might really scold you at the wine table."

After a pause, she reminded.

"Grandpa is so dirty when he curses."

Qin Xun raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, can you fucking mess with me?"

Xia Ning was speechless and didn't know where Qin Xun's pride came from.

"I advise you to take it easy. I don't seek merit today, but I seek no faults."

Qin Xun waved his hands, looking indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, men know men best."

"Men like to listen to others flattering themselves when they are drunk, and I, Qin, am a master of flattery."

Xia Ning: "..."

She thought about it for a long time, but she really didn't expect that his flattery skills were closely related to the word "master".

Xia Ning sighed and said helplessly.

"I try my best."

Qin Xun picked up the pig's ear, wrote it into silk with a sharp knife, and put it into a basin.

Add onion shreds, coriander segments, red pepper shreds, fried peanuts, minced garlic, sugar, chicken essence... and other seasonings.

suddenly!

A greeting sounded at the door.

"Miss Jing, good afternoon!"

Qin Xun glanced at the mushroom head floating over like a ghost, then continued cooking, sprinkling chili noodles, drizzling red oil, and mumbling something.

"Put on Lao Qin's spicy chili noodles."

"Pour in the cool red oil and stir it."

"Soul juice, pour it~"

Xia Jing's eyes lit up and she immediately turned around and left.

Qin Xun glanced at Xia Jing's back, feeling a little strange.

What did this snitchy mushroom head hear again?

Adaptation is not random editing, and detailed explanation is not nonsense!

You can't buckle the shit basin randomly.

Qin Xun put the cold pig ears on the plate.

Xia Ning looked at the cold pig ears piled high and almost fell outside, and smiled.

"It's such a big plate. Our cold dishes usually come in small portions."

Qin Xun smiled.

"In case the old man gets addicted to it, I'm too lazy to go back to the kitchen and cook it again."

Xia Ning laughed when she saw Qin Xun's confidence.

To capture a man's heart, you must first capture a man's stomach.

This is for women.

However, Qin Xun, a man, did it.

……

in the living room.

Xia Jing imitated Qin Xun's accent and said solemnly.

"Put on Lao Qin's spicy chili noodles."

"Pour in the cool red oil and stir it."

"Soul juice, pour it~"

When Xia Zheng saw Xia Jing saying such strange words, he actually felt a little cute and asked.

"What does pouring mean?"

Xia Jing shook her head.

"I do not know."

She lowered her voice and said mysteriously.

"Grandpa, I suspect Qin Xun is trying to lower his head for you. You must be careful when you eat cold pig ears later."

Xia Zheng nodded.

"I will."

"I just won't eat a bite."

Xia Jing gave a thumbs up.

"Grandpa is wise!"

……

Qin Xun and Xia Ning walked out of the kitchen.

Chef Zhao sneaked up to the counter and looked at the large plate of cold pig ears, his expression a little ugly.

Salad pig ears is my specialty.

It was because of this dish that Director Xia took notice of me and directly hired me as a chef with a high salary.

How could this Qin Xun still dare to wield a big ax in front of Luban's gate?

You just complimented him a few times and made him so drifting that he couldn't even recognize himself?

Chef Zhao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He secretly picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. He was stunned.

After a while.

He just came back to his senses and looked at the plate of pig ears again, his eyes becoming a little panicked.

suddenly.

His assistant came over and asked in a low voice.

"Chef Zhao, should we serve this plate of pig ears or the ones you mixed before?"

Chef Zhao's eyes flickered, he struggled internally for a while and said.

"Take this plate."

The assistant was a little happy, thinking that he had a good taste, and immediately flattered him.

"That's right. It's made by the guest's own hands. If it doesn't taste good, it won't give you face."

"It's not good to serve it up after you've mixed it. You'll slap others in the face by comparing it with others."

he said hesitantly.

"Then the plate you mixed is the staff meal?"

Chef Zhao said coldly.

“Empty the trash cans and feed the pigs!”

assistant:"???"

What's going on?

Why waste it?

Chef Zhao walked to an unoccupied corner of the kitchen and let out a long sigh.

The cold pig ears made by Qin Xun are the same as the ones I make. Even the side dishes and seasonings are the same.

But the taste is just a little bit.

This point turned out to be the finishing touch.

Does it elevate the taste of the entire dish to a new level?

Don't say it's a matter of technique!

I don't believe it!

Ruining the scene, this is destroying the scene!

Doesn't this Qin Xun leave a way for the entertainment industry to survive, and doesn't he also leave a way for the catering industry to survive?

unacceptable!

……

In the villa restaurant.

The food and wine were served and the four of them sat down.