The president makes me cook every day

The next day, Yu Xiaorong solemnly told Fang Minghao and Xiao Fei a decision.

"I want to move!"

Yu Xiaorong never dreamed that he would take the initiative to tell Fang Minghao about this decision.There were only Fang Minghao and him in the house before, and the size of the house was just right, but now that Xiao Fei has moved back, the three of them live in it, it's too crowded, so I just look like that extra person.

He wanted to move away, and he also wanted to be alone.In the half a year of the live broadcast, he has cooked 321 dishes, learned so much, and now he needs time to digest it.

Yu Xiaorong decided to move to the restaurant and set up a simple camp bed in the staff lounge.

Fang Minghao immediately said: "Then you don't need to buy a new one, just take the one from the study away."

Xiao Fei nudged Fang Minghao with his elbow, then turned to Xiao Rong and said, "Should I think about it again? I don't know if the audience will adapt to the sudden change of the live broadcast environment."

"It's okay, it's the same wherever you cook." Yu Xiaorong smiled at Xiao Fei, his fan base has already stabilized, and it is no longer the situation where he needed to use high-end kitchen utensils to attract fans when he was just starting out. .

Xiao Fei thought about it again: "It's better to renovate the separate compartment in the front hall of the restaurant, and use it as your independent kitchen in the future. The live broadcast still needs a relatively quiet environment, and it is not suitable to mix with the back kitchen."

Yu Xiaorong couldn't say anything more, so he could only say thank you again.

Xiao Fei took Fang Minghao's key bag and took out a key from it, which was the key of the house.

"Take it." Xiao Fei said to Xiao Rong: "You should go home and live broadcast. Before and after the renovation of the restaurant, you can come back at any time to read the books in the study or have dinner."

Yu Xiaorong was very surprised. He looked at Xiao Fei and then at Fang Minghao. Fang Minghao just leaned on the sofa and acquiesced without saying a word.When Xiao Fei made a decision, he never said much.

Yu Xiaorong didn't know what to say, when he wanted to say thank you again, Xiao Fei stopped him first.

"I really want to thank you." Xiao Fei said, "Xiao Rong, but I don't even know how to thank you."

Why should I thank him? Yu Xiaorong couldn't understand, he didn't do anything at all.It was Xiao Fei who somehow firmly believed that he could help Fang Minghao, but he did nothing in the end. Fang Minghao walked out by himself, and then he did a big favor to the restaurant.

Now "Xiaorong Fried Rice" can develop so well, partly because of Fang Minghao's recipe, partly because of Xiao Fei's strong management, and partly because Chen Dongyang has been secretly arranging the highest priority for the live broadcast room. exposure recommendations.

Yu Xiaorong couldn't think of what he had done, and what Xiao Fei should thank himself for.

"Here, this is for you." Fang Minghao thought of what Xiao Fei couldn't think of, and he obviously had already figured out how to thank Yu Xiaorong.

A big Black Dragon Knife was brought out from the kitchen again, wrapped in a yellow cloth, Fang Minghao raised the knife with one hand, and it came across in front of Yu Xiaorong impressively.

Fang Minghao: "It's done!"

"No, no, no!" Yu Xiaorong stood up in fright. "No, no, this is too...precious!"

It's so heavy!Yu Xiaorong's nightmare was awakened. The last time he used this big black dragon knife to cut vegetables in the chef competition, his wrist and arms ached for a full week.

But Fang Minghao now has a serious face: "Just hold it if you tell me, don't say whether it's suitable or not. I think it's suitable, not you!"

Yu Xiaorong: ...

"Then how much and how long do you want to borrow me this time?" Yu Xiaorong suspected that Fang Minghao's family had no place to put such a heavy knife, so he found an excuse and forced it to him.

"It's not borrowed, it's passed on to you."

"Oh." Yu Xiaorong could only take it with both hands, and then wrapped the yellow cloth tightly so as not to cut himself. "Then thank you, Master Fang."

Fang Minghao nodded majestically, Xiao Fei finally couldn't stand it anymore, he pushed Yu Xiaorong: "Why is it still Master Fang, call him Master."

"master?"

Fang Minghao bowed his head and said, "From now on, you will be the No. 19 successor of the old Wang family's cooking skills. You must continue to work hard to carry forward the Wang family's cooking skills, and don't discredit the old Wang family."

Yu Xiaorong: "Old, old Wang's family??"

Xiao Fei hurriedly added in a low voice: "Your master's surname is Wang, and your master took his mother's surname. That's why he got the surname Fang. But when it comes to passing on cooking skills, it's naturally the old Wang's cooking skills."

Yu Xiaorong couldn't believe his ears, Fang Minghao really wanted to take him as his apprentice!

"Then I, I am really... the apprentice of the old Wang's family now?!"

Fang Minghao said comfortingly: "Well, you have to cherish your reputation and don't use the name of the old Wang family to bully others."

The brain circuits of the two people were strangely linked together, Xiao Fei had already given up on explaining, he sat down with his forehead supported, and poured himself a glass of boiled water.

Fang Minghao thought for a while and added: "Don't bully others, but it's best not to mess up your seniority. Just like that Liu Hailong, didn't you say that he had attended the training class taught by Ma Sandao before? I suddenly remembered that day, Ma Sandao's master was an apprentice with my dad for a few years in the early years. Although he is not a serious disciple, he should be of the same generation as me. In terms of seniority, Liu Hailong should call you uncle now. He is young and doesn't know this I don't blame him for the things inside, but it's not appropriate for you to be an uncle, old brother Long, to call him brother Long, so..."

"Master, uncle?" Yu Xiaolong was already dazed by Fang Minghao's theory of seniority, and Fang Minghao was afraid that he would not understand, so he took out a pen and paper, and prepared to pass him a simplified family tree diagram on the spot.

Fortunately, Xiao Fei stopped it in time.

Therefore, when Yu Xiaorong moved away from Fang Minghao's house, he only held in his arms the big black dragon knife that Fang Minghao had passed to him.

When he moved in, he was full of doubts and a tattered backpack.Now that he moved out, there were Lu Ziqiang and Qiao Fan behind him to help him carry the big and small bags, and Fang Minghao was still in the study struggling with a camp bed that couldn't be pushed out from the door.

So after thinking about it, Yu Xiaorong felt that he still made money.

That night, when it was getting dark, Xiao Taotao left the store key to Yu Xiaorong and asked him to lock the door at night.

Yu Xiaorong nodded in agreement, he watched Xiao Taotao go away, turned around, the store was brightly lit, but he was the only one left.

Feeling heavy again, Yu Xiaorong took out his phone and opened his live broadcast room.There was no live broadcast all day today, but there were still people in the live broadcast room, and a few unfamiliar IDs brushed messages for him on the empty screen:

[The anchor didn't start work today, so unhappy! 】

[Recently, I have made up a lot of videos. Xiao Rong has to work hard and pay attention to his body. 】

【What to do, it's past eleven o'clock, and I suddenly want to eat Xiao Rong fried rice 555】

Yu Xiaorong's heart moved, and he replied to the viewer who wanted to eat fried rice on the public screen in the live broadcast room.

[Anchor Xiaorong]: What flavor and ingredients do you want to eat, I will make it for you now!

【? ? ? 】

[Anchor Xiaorong]: Private message me your address. If you are in Beijing, I will send you a courier order right away.

[Fuck me, what kind of benefits did I get? 】

【555 I want it too! 】

【sudden appearance!I want to eat, too! 】

[Anchor Xiaorong]: Alright, now there are several people in the live broadcast room, as long as the address is within the fifth ring road of the imperial capital, private my address, I will do it now, it's free!

Yu Xiaorong thought for a while, and added another sentence;

[Anchor Xiaorong]: Fried rice is now broadcast!

Just like that, the "Xiaorong Fried Rice" live broadcast room suddenly started broadcasting again after closing. Yu Xiaorong appeared in front of the camera, and he cleaned the kitchen utensils that had been tidied up, and started the night fried rice.

I don't know why, but I feel that the only way to calm myself down now is to continue cooking, just like this without stopping.

One copy, two copies, three copies... There were not many viewers in the live broadcast room late at night, but private messages kept coming in, so Yu Xiaorong kept doing it.

The kitchen was quiet, there was no one else, only the echo of him chopping vegetables, starting the fire, and frying rice.And there is the night courier who keeps coming and going...

Time flies like rice grains tumbling in Yu Xiaorong's pot.

It's late at night, 03:30 in the morning.

After Yu Xiaorong finished the last special order, he swiped his phone and found that the screen was full of voices saying good night to him.

"Good night." Yu Xiaorong also said to them, probably it was time to end.

He went down the sowing, cleaned the kitchen utensils, and checked every stove.

Suddenly there were footsteps at the door, and the man was walking in a hurry.

Yu Xiaorong subconsciously thought he was still a courier. "It's off work, there are no orders today." He shouted out loudly.

"Can I order another dine-in meal?"

It turned out that it was not a courier, but a late-night customer.

Suddenly his heart moved, Yu Xiaorong turned out from the back kitchen, the lights in the front hall had been turned off, leaving only a row of corridor lights in the corner, shining dimly.

Chen Dongyang stood at the end of the lamp and said to him: "I just suddenly want to eat another fried rice made by you."