1922 Imitating an idol's stomach

The reason why director Xue was a hardcore fan of Wu Hai was that he was once in a very bad mood. It wasn't a business failure or a relationship problem. In any case, he was in a bad mood for no reason and then he accidentally saw Wu Hai's painting.

Director Xue didn't know what others saw in Wu Hai's painting, but he saw calmness in Wu Hai's painting. Even his bad mood was also calmed down by looking at the painting. From then on, director Xue became Wu Hai's die-hard fan.

Besides Zheng Jiawei and director Xue, there was another group of people who also wanted to go to master chef Restaurant.

The specific situation was in a large factory.

"It's almost noon. What do you plan to eat today? Did you bring food?" A young man came up to a middle-aged man and said with a smile.

"Little Zhang, go away. I'm not hungry at all. I don't want to eat anything. There are still two machines to repair. I'm not free."

The middle-aged man who was called Gao Gong spat at the young man in front of him, his tone irritated and impatient.

"What's wrong with you not eating? you haven't had a full meal for days. " Little Zhang had a pretty face and was quite good at killing monsters. His eyes and brows were all knitted together.

"It's just a few meals. I'll just eat a few mouthfuls when I'm hungry. Come and clean the machine. This one is already done. " Engineer Gao finally finished his work and raised his foot to kick the young man.

"High-tech is indeed powerful. No wonder you're the chief mechanic in our factory. The machine is like a little sheep in your hands. If you tell it to go east, it won't go west. You're amazing."

Little Zhang dodged the worker's kick by rolling on the ground like a lazy donkey. His movements were natural and smooth, and it was obvious that he was very skilled in his job. It didn't stop the worker from flattering him, and his pleasant words were thrown out as if they were free.

No one didn't like to hear nice words, even Yuan Zhou, not to mention the man who was a senior engineer. As a result, the depressed expression on the man's face slightly eased.

Of course, the reason why Gao Gong was called Gao Gong was because his surname was Gao.

Xiao Zhang cleaned the machine in a few Swift moves and tidied up all the tools that were scattered on the ground.

He was an assistant assigned by the factory to Gao Gong to do odd jobs. Although little Zhang was young, he was down-to-earth and quick, so Gao Gong was satisfied with him.

"Let's go eat first, shall we?" Asked little Zhang.

"Continue to repair the machine. You go and eat first. Come back later to clean up." Engineer Gao said.

He had been too tired recently. It was almost the end of the year, and many machines needed repair. The high-intensity work had caused him to have no appetite at all. He couldn't even eat any delicacies.

It had been a week, and he had only had two or three meals. He was very frustrated. All the leaders in the factory knew about this. He was one of the two senior engineers in the factory. It would be a big problem if he didn't eat. Therefore, little Zhang had a heavy responsibility.

"My mom made me some kimchi from my hometown. It's perfect for appetizing. Why don't you try it?" Xiao Zhang said.

"Alright, let's go and take a look." Engineer Gao was a little interested when he heard about the kimchi. When he thought of the sour taste of the kimchi, he couldn't help salivating.

However, the taste of the kimchi wasn't to Gao Gong's liking, but he still ate a few more mouthfuls than usual. Xiao Zhang heaved a sigh of relief.

"The kimchi is a little salty, not sour enough." Engineer Gao took a few bites.

"I think the kimchi in my hometown is already very good." "Kimchi is appetizing," Xiao Zhang said regretfully."If I make it the best, it should be enough for you to eat more."

"Every restaurant's kimchi tastes different. That's why so many restaurants have bribed the old pickle jar. As for the most delicious, do you think it's our head chef Yuan from Chengdu? the word 'best' comes first before food. I only acknowledge head chef Yuan." Engineer Gao admired Yuan Zhou very much.

Especially during the Asia-Pacific Exchange and the individual exhibition, he made his country proud.

"Eh? By the way, engineer Gao, let's go to master chef Restaurant for dinner tonight. The kimchi there will definitely suit your taste. " Little Zhang's eyes lit up.

"What?" Engineer Gao was a little hesitant.

"There are still three more urgent machines left today. With the high efficiency, one machine per hour is completely okay. It'll probably be around fouro' clock after they're repaired. We'll definitely be able to eat it if we rush over and line up." Little Zhang said after some calculations.

"It doesn't need to be past four. It's not even 12 yet. I'll get it done by three." High engineers were very confident in their professional field.

"Then let's go to master chef Restaurant tonight. Engineer Gao can show me around." Xiao Zhang said.

"Master chef Restaurant, do you sell kimchi?"

"Of course. I heard that master chef Restaurant has all kinds of Sichuan cuisine." Xiao Zhang said.

"Alright," he said. Engineer Gao was convinced.

When they decided to come to master chef Restaurant for dinner, Zheng Jiawei and director Xue arrived for lunch and happened to line up behind Wu Hai and Zhou Xi.

Director Xue finally met his idol.

"Eaves Wu, Hello. I really like your paintings." Director Xue quickly said.

"Oh, thank you." Wu Hai turned around and found he didn't recognize him. He then nodded his head and continued to wait for his meal.

Wu Hai had already gotten used to having one or two fans coming to him 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 among the younger generation in China who can be compared with him in terms of artistic achievements. What do you think of this?" Director Xue asked.

Eh? Speaking of Yuan Zhou, Wu Hai became interested in communicating with him.

"That's wrong. " "It's not the younger generation in China, but the whole world,"Wu Hai corrected him with a frown.

The domineering tone in his words shocked director Xue. As expected of eaves Wu.

"Eaves Wu, will you and boss Yuan have a second cooperation?" asked director Xue.

"I don't know about the second time, it depends on the situation." "Yuan Zhou doesn't care about the money," Wu Hai said.

This little bit of money? Director Xue recalled the sky-high price of the deal. Even though he was a boss himself, he was still shocked by Wu Hai's wealth.

Director Xue's gaze passed through the restaurant door and looked at Yuan Zhou who was preparing the ingredients inside. Strictly speaking, director Xue felt that he was already very proud to let a rich man with eight-figure assets cook delicious food for him.

Wu Hai was the first to enter the restaurant, together with Zheng Jiawei, Zhou Xi and director Xue.

In order to be in line with his idol, President Xue thought to himself that he would order whatever Wu Hai ordered later.

And then,

"I'd like a serving of Dongpo pig knuckle. Oh, I haven't eaten Yan nanfei Chatian duck before. I'd like a serving of white meat with minced garlic, sweet and sour pork, chicken pot, and a serving of Wanzhou grilled fish. Also, tea egg is a must." Wu Hai began to order the dishes and then the big fish and meat were served.

"That ... Mr. Zheng, if I remember correctly, master chef Restaurant doesn't allow leftovers, right?" Director Xue asked.

"That's right. That's why President Xue orders the dishes according to his own appetite. " Zheng Jiawei nodded.

Director Xue was silent for a while, and finally ordered a serving of Wanzhou grilled fish. He really wanted to know how his idol would be able to finish all the food he had ordered.

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 came from Wuxi and had nothing to do with Wanzhou.

This was the same as Chongqing chicken hotpot, which had nothing to do with Chongqing itself. This dish was created by a Shanghai person called Zhang Chongqing, and the real Chongqing specialty was called roast chicken.

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[Ps: noob cat is really amazing. Two chapters again!]