The president makes me cook every day

The moment Chen Dongyang's expression changed, Xiao Fei stood up directly from the computer screen.

He had been spying on the live broadcast room, and he was the first to understand what was going on.

From the moment Yu Xiaorong ran to open the door for Chen Dongyang, he recognized Fang Minghao's figure who slipped in.Then vaguely heard the sound of the cabinet opening and closing.

When Yu Xiaorong stopped with the salt and pepper shaker in his hand, Xiao Fei realized that something might be wrong.

He stood up and put on his clothes while calling Fang Minghao.

"Hello, wife?" Fang Minghao picked it up quietly, then covered the phone, and hid in the master bedroom, which was locked all the time.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Fei ran downstairs, he was going to arrive at the scene immediately.

"You found out, wife!" Fang Minghao's voice contained a hint of joy.

"What are you doing for his salt?" Xiao Fei saw it, and he recognized it at the first sight.

The last thing Yu Xiaorong sprinkled on the side dishes was Susha salt, an ancient hand-refined sea salt, which is more than ten times saltier than ordinary table salt, and is generally used to quickly marinate special ingredients.The same bottle as ordinary salt and pepper is stored in the cabinet, and he helped clean it up before.

The particles of Susha salt are slightly larger than ordinary table salt, and the color is cooler and whiter.The moment Xiao Rong sprinkled it into the side dish, Xiao Fei felt something was wrong.

He thought that Chen Dongyang should be salted to death by now.

Fang Minghao: "Honey, I found out that that kid might have an affair with Chen Dongyang!"

"what??"

"It can be seen from the eyes, the intuition of a man."

"so what??"

"So I'm really helping you! This is called taking precautions before they happen, and extinguishing all dangerous flames in the cradle!" Fang Minghao covered the phone, and lowered his voice seriously: "Don't worry, since you like that kid, Regardless of whether he is worthy of you or not, I will definitely help you catch him... Hello? Hello! Wife?"

"Fang Minghao!"

Xiao Fei stopped downstairs, his coat rattled in the night wind, and he cursed fiercely with the resentment he had accumulated for a year:

"There is a hole in your fucking mind!"

***

On the live screen, Chen Dongyang kept blinking at Yu Xiaorong, and Yu Xiaorong gave him a gratified smile.

[Mountains, Rivers, Lakes and Seas]: Mr. Chen said it well. "A sense of loss" is the most appropriate way to describe the taste of white truffles.Seal applause × 3!

[Little Gourmand]: Mr. Chen's expression has changed!be envious!

[I said so much before, but I still can't imagine what it smells like, but now I see Mr. Chen's expression, I suddenly feel that I know it]

……

Chen Dongyang turned his head, looked at the live broadcast on the computer screen, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's really... delicious, so delicious." He swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and then felt a little dehydrated.

"Then you can eat more, there is still some in the pot." Yu Xiaorong graciously added vegetables to Chen Dongyang.

Fang Minghao hung up the phone and came out of the room. He first scouted the situation in the kitchen, then took a glass of water himself, and brought it into the kitchen for the first time.

"Thank you!" Chen Dongyang looked at him with a complicated expression, and after drinking it all in one gulp, he let out a sigh of relief to the camera: "It's delicious!"

Yu Xiaorong blushed again: "Thank you for liking. For a chef, this is really the most important recognition!"

He just looked at Chen Dongyang like this, and ate all the risotto on the plate one bite at a time.

***

After the broadcast that day, Chen Dongyang got up and left in a hurry.

Yu Xiaorong wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, when he heard Chen Dongyang say to him hoarsely: "Goodbye!"

"Goodbye..." He watched Chen Dongyang leave, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, and could only go back to the kitchen silently to clean up.

The screen of the live broadcast room was already black, but the number of people online was still increasing.

[Woooooooo Missed it! 】

[Come a step late! 】

[What exactly is Mr. Chen broadcasting? ? 】

[Why is there not even a preview! 】

[Is it really this live broadcast room?Why is it called the late night canteen? 】

……

"Mr. Chen...?" Yu Xiaorong stared at the screen in a daze. He scrolled through the messages again, then turned around and asked Fang Minghao, "It turns out that Chen Dongyang... is he famous?"

Fang Minghao was taking out the rest of the risotto, and while eating, he frowned and looked at Yu Xiaorong: "You really don't know?"

Yu Xiaorong shook his head.

"Then let me ask you, what do you usually call takeaway?" Fang Minghao sat on the bar counter with a plate, as if he was about to teach Yu Xiaorong a lesson.

"Hand, mobile phone app?"

Seeing Fang Minghao sighed, Yu Xiaorong hurriedly added: "... the speed of light takeaway?"

Fang Minghao nodded: "Yes, Chen Dongyang's."

Yu Xiaorong opened his eyes wide.

"You have to read online reviews before going to a restaurant, what app do you usually use?"

"Cursor experience?"

"It's also Chen Dongyang's."

"And what website do you usually shop online?"

"Amoy, Taobao... is also Chen Dongyang's?"

Fang Minghao was a little speechless: "...besides Taobao, what else?"

"Something? Pin Xixi? Sunshine group buying? And bang bang net?"

"Sunshine group buying." Fang Minghao swallowed another mouthful of rice: "That was founded by Chen Dongyang."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yu Xiaorong with some puzzlement: "You don't even know this?"

"I…"

"Chen Dongyang of the Sunshine Group, do you know now?"

Fang Minghao threw the spoon into the empty plate and told Yu Xiaorong, "Go wash the dishes."

Yu Xiaorong looked stupidly at the empty plate left by Fang Minghao, then turned around and looked at the wok with some side dishes left: "There are still some dishes left..."

Fang Minghao had already left.

Yu Xiaorong was stunned for a long time before he subconsciously picked up the half-cold mushrooms in the pot and put them into his mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

In half a second, he quickly vomited it out again.

"This!" Yu Xiaorong stood alone in the middle of the empty kitchen, and he felt that he was getting cold too.

***

At this time, Xiao Fei also felt the same way. In the night of the imperial capital, he almost ran all the way downstairs to Fang Minghao's house, and finally stopped Chen Dongyang who was about to get into the car.

"Chen, Mr. Chen!" Xiao Fei was out of breath as he ran to the ground, "I'm sorry, it's really not Yu Xiaorong's problem today."

"Blame me." He pawed at Chen Dongyang's car door: "It's because I didn't make arrangements."

Chen Dongyang ignored him, bent down and took out a bottle of mineral water from the car, raised his neck and drank it self-consciously.

Xiao Fei: ...

When the mineral water bottle began to deform and then made a clicking sound, Chen Dongyang finally stopped and let out a long breath.

Xiao Fei used those ten seconds to adjust his breathing.

"There are too many seasonings in Fang's kitchen, and the preparations were messed up for a while. It was my work mistake. Yu Xiaorong didn't know it, really." He looked into Chen Dongyang's eyes, and he didn't blink his eyelids when he said nonsense: "We must It would be nice if I knew you were Steve earlier, you see what happened."

He observed Chen Dongyang's face, carefully took out a pack of facial tissue from the windbreaker pocket, and handed it over silently.

"Yu Xiaorong has been working very hard. It's only been a week, and he has nearly [-] fans."

"So fast?" Chen Dongyang was also a little surprised.

"Tonight it has increased by more than 1 at once. This is the data I read before going out." Xiao Fei said: "Thanks to President Chen, thank you for standing for him tonight."

Chen Dongyang leaned on the opened car door with one hand, under his single eyelids, there was a look of wanting to be happy and yet enduring it.

He directed at Xiao Fei, tacitly: "It's not just me, isn't your system a big contributor?"