I saved the world after leaving the island

After rejecting Qin Mochuan, Ye Zhaosheng and Tuya returned to the back kitchen with slightly heavy steps.

Tuya had the same cold face as usual, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and it could be seen that he was not in a pretty mood.

Galoxiu finished eating the beef and was playing the mobile battle game "Cutting Watermelon" with Xiaofang, when he heard footsteps and looked up, he saw two people with low pressure coming in.

"What's wrong?" Jia Luoxiu was surprised.

Since he knew Ye Zhaosheng, the young man has always been full of energy, with a smile on his face all day long, and this is the first time he has seen Ye Zhaosheng's bitter face.

"That guest made things difficult for you?" Galosh frowned.

Ye Zhaosheng sighed faintly, sat down on the chair next to Jia Luoxiu, rested his chin with his right hand and stared blankly for a while.

Tuya returned to the cooking table, took out the sharpened knife and brush, and began to tear apart the chicken.

Galosh and Xiaofang looked at each other, and silently turned off the mobile game.

After a long time, Ye Zhaosheng said, "That guest told me a story..."

Jia Luoxiu poured water for Ye Zhaosheng.

When the story was finished, the entire back kitchen was silent.

"Wuuuji." Xiaofang wiped away tears that didn't exist, "Xiaofang misses the village chief and Granny Luo."

Ye Zhaosheng pursed his lips, trying not to cry!

Jia Luoxiu couldn't help laughing at the faces of one big and one small who were about to cry or not: "Why did you reject him in the end, egg noodles in clear soup shouldn't be difficult for you?"

Ye Zhaosheng sniffed: "But uncle, what he wants is not the noodles, but the mood when he ate the noodles."

The same food can make people feel different emotions in different situations.

What Qin Mochuan wanted most was actually to use a bowl of deja vu noodles to make up for the regret of not being able to be with his mother and accompany her through the last few years, so as to compromise with himself who has been brooding for so many years.

Ye Zhaosheng asked himself that he couldn't do such a face.

Galoxiu raised his eyebrows, the boy was surprisingly keen in this respect.

Fortunately, the orders after the arrival of new customers saved the atmosphere in the kitchen, from low to busy.

A piece of "Hello" was sent to the conveyor belt. When the waiter came to pick up the food, he said to Ye Zhaosheng through the food delivery port: "The guest asked me to tell you that the exchange conditions he said will remain valid until the cruise ship finishes sailing. He can do an exclusive interview for you personally, so that your road to becoming a chef can go more smoothly. If you agree, you can use the internal phone to contact room 1023."

After the waiter left, Ye Zhaosheng muttered sullenly, "I told you I don't want to be the king of chefs." Knead the dough, knead the dough, knead the dough vigorously.

Jia Luoxiu shook his head and walked to Ye Zhaosheng's side: "Zhao Zhao."

"Huh?" Just as Ye Zhaosheng turned his head, his forehead was hit hard.

"Aww, it hurts so much." Ye Zhaosheng covered his head and complained in his eyes, "Ah Xiu, what are you doing?"

Jia Luoxiu stared at the young man in front of him, and said in a gentle voice, "You have to admit that this world is not perfect, not everything can be perfect, even a saint can't guarantee that he can live without regrets."

Ye Zhaosheng put down his hands, leaving a mark of flour on his forehead, and said, "But I still feel a little sad."

Galoxiu said "huh": "Do you think he should have left Huacheng and returned to the small town? That way he could accompany her mother to the last journey, or her mother might not have passed away so early?"

Ye Zhaosheng's brain crashed, and he clarified the relationship: "But he didn't know it at the time, and if he left, his dream might not come true."

"So, what are you worrying about? It's all over and there is no if." Jia Luoxiu reached out and quickly flicked the black-haired boy's forehead again, "This is also his own choice, and he has to bear the consequences for it. "

"Oh, I'm going to be angry if you do this again!" Ye Zhaosheng covered his head again, "It hurts so much!"

Seeing that Ye Zhaosheng regained his vitality, Jia Luoxiu rubbed a little flour on his fingertips and said with a smile in his eyes, "Let's cook, beef noodles full of meat."

After being interrupted by his little friend, Ye Zhaosheng devoted himself to making the noodles.

Galoxiu felt another gaze and turned to look at Tuya.

Tuya, who was caught upright, slowly raised her hand to cover her forehead, forcibly raised the corners of her mouth to reply with an extremely stiff smile, and then quickly turned her back.

Galosh: "..."

The fragrant beef noodles come out of the pan quickly.

The soup is clear and bright, and the top is really covered with sliced ​​beef. It is also served with marinated eggs and small green vegetables, and the aroma is tangy.

All three of them had a big bowl in front of them, the kind that couldn't be held with two hands!

Jia Luoxiu rubbed his stomach silently. Ever since he met Ye Zhaosheng, he seemed to be unable to control his appetite.

Tuya's face remained paralyzed, but his eyes were super bright, as if he had eaten pomegranate coral candy before.

"Everyone wait!" Ye Zhaosheng shouted when the two picked up the chopsticks.

Galosh looked up in doubt.

Tuya looked up indifferently.

Xiaofang sucked in the energy liquid and raised her head.

Ye Zhaosheng took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and said with a chuckle, "Let me take a photo first to practice my hands."

Two big ones and one small: "..."

Ye Xiaozhao, a real photo freak, is a photographer who was delayed by cooking.

That's fine, as long as you're happy.

After Ye Zhaosheng finished taking the photo, the two started. The noodles were strong, the soup was thick and delicious!

Ye Zhaosheng picked up a large bowl of beef noodles and walked out: "You guys eat first, I'll eat some."

Xiaofang took the last sip of energy liquid: "Where is Zhao Zhao going?"

Ye Zhaosheng had already walked to the door: "Send the noodles to Director Yu, when he came just now he was staring at our pot." He said miserably, "The main thing is to thank him for lowering the commission, but about the restaurant report It seems that I messed up the matter."

What is Yu Qian doing at this moment?

Legs on the desk, facing out the window thinking about the next step of the task.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Yu Qian put down the cigarette butt, went to open the door: "Who is it?"

"Me!" Ye Zhaosheng answered outside the door.

Yu Qian's heart was not disturbed, oh, that gourmet superman who said he wanted to be a photographer was in the same group as another P7-level powerhouse who bargained hard.

It's these two that made my undercover career almost suffer from Waterloo, and I really don't hold any grudges!

Yu Qian opened the door, and a bowl of hot beef noodles was stuffed into her hand: "??"

"I'm sorry, Supervisor." Ye Zhaosheng clasped his hands together and begged, "I talked about the report on the restaurant, and I invite you to eat this bowl of noodles. I hope you don't take back the commission authority."

Yu Qian was subconsciously excited, and reflexively looked behind Ye Zhaosheng to see if Galoxiu was following him.

"How did it collapse?" Yu Qian was a little curious.

Ye Zhaosheng sighed: "I can't cook the dishes he wants to exchange."

Seeing the young man with his head downcast, Yu Qian smelled the aroma of the beef noodles in his hand, and thought to himself, it would be great if such a good boy could be lured back to the group.

Since I am not a real supervisor, I am not too concerned about the interests of the restaurant, and I have nothing to say about the personality, and Ye Zhaosheng is really good, so I waved my hand, and the matter was over.

Well, another important reason is that if he makes things difficult for Ye Zhaosheng, God knows if that P7 powerhouse will find him.

It's tough being an undercover agent.

But fortunately, after eating a bowl of noodles, Yu Qian bowed his head, there was so much beef!

……

On the first day of work, Ye Zhaosheng experienced the joy of the community animals when they got off work.

It's time to let yourself go and let the wind go!

As soon as the meal time was over, the four people in the back kitchen left immediately.

Ye Zhaosheng and Xiaofang made an appointment with Galoxiu to explore on the cruise ship in the afternoon, and Tuya was going to work as a part-time waiter later, so he was looking for someone.

Of course, it was only because the guests were not familiar with the new chef on the first day that they didn't have enough orders, so they could clean up the kitchen in advance and leave work on time. It's hard to say.

There were not many people in the aisle, and Ye Zhaosheng and his party were walking towards the elevator.

Xiaofang talked about the strategies found on the Internet with great interest, and decided to explore the cruise ship before the end of the voyage.

Ye Zhaosheng flipped through the cruise ship sightseeing brochure: "Then let's go to play virtual formula racing first in the afternoon, and then go to the Bubble Salon on the ninth floor."

Xiaofang: "But there are a lot of people in these two places, so we might not be able to get in line to play together."

Ye Zhaosheng flipped through the tourist brochure, approached Jia Luoxiu, and shared the brochure with his friends: "Axiu, what do you want to play~"

Jia Luoxiu glanced at it, and said casually, "Why don't you just race the car."

Ye Zhaosheng nodded, and closed the manual: "That's the decision, go to the virtual racing car in the afternoon, and then go to the opera house on the sixth floor after work in the evening, perfect!"

"Jiji?!" Xiaofang yelled: "But Xiaofang wants to go to the 4D theater to watch the blockbuster "Menglong Chongchong" at night!"

Galosh: "?" What the hell is "Dragon Chong Chong"?Sorry, I choose opera by comparison.

"There are a lot of people in the theater, right? I read the notes in the brochure, and it said that viewing times must be reserved in advance." Ye Zhaosheng tried to persuade Xiaofang, "There is no need to queue up for operas, and you can watch them when you arrive."

Xiaofang showed a crying emoji, and complained: "Yes, not only do you not have to queue, but also because there are too few people watching, you can watch three shows in a row."

"Really?" Ye Zhaosheng touched his chin with a "earned" expression on his face, "It was said in ancient dramas that appreciating more works of art can help improve one's aesthetic taste and perception of foreign objects. Say, look After these three operas, will my photography skills improve?"

Galosh: "??" Are you serious?Who gave you confidence?

With all due respect, your current level of photography does not need to consider technical issues at all, you are just a fool to take pictures.

As for the improvement of aesthetics...it's about the face of my friends, so I won't make a speech for the time being.

Xiaofang asked uncertainly, "Is it possible to improve your photography skills by listening to only three operas?"

Ye Zhaosheng: "Yeah."

Galosh: "..."

"Then I'll make an appointment to watch the movie." Xiaofang was persuaded, "Let's watch the opera first today. I heard that opera tickets in big cities are very expensive. Let's try to get a few more performances on the boat!"

The big one and the small one settled, looked at Jia Luoxiu and asked, "What do you think, Axiu?"

What else could Galoxiu say, Buddha smiled: "Anything is fine."

"Menglong Chong Chong Chong" and n brush opera are both death options.