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Chapter 540 Master Chef's Apprentice

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    Zheng Feilei hugged her best friend with joy.

    But for Han Yu, it was frightening. Bai Ping did abide by his agreement, but locked on Zheng Feilei like a ghost, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.

    "Let's go shopping!"

    Bai Ping directly pulled away Zheng Feilei, turned her head and shouted at Han Yu: "I'm sorry, take your girlfriend away."

    Han Yu looked deeply at Bai Ping, this sentence is a pun, now it seems that there is no war between his women, only in Bai Ping, he smells a sense of danger.

    "Tell me! Why did it take you so long to come back after looking for Han Yu!" Bai Ping asked, scratching Zheng Feilei's itch deliberately.

    "We went to Park No. 7 and something happened!" Zheng Feilei replied truthfully.

    "Park No. 7!" Bai Ping looked at Zheng Feilei in disbelief like a bolt from the blue.

    "What's wrong with you, Bai Ping?" Zheng Feilei was really taken aback by Bai Ping.

    "Zheng Feilei, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Bai Ping's voice was extremely strange.

    "What's wrong with you? Bai Ping?" Zheng Feilei was a little bewildered, shaking Bai Ping as if possessed by a demon.

    "What's the matter with me? It's still broad daylight, so you and Han Yu go to the cannon garden to have a cannon!" Bai Ping smiled bitterly.

    What she is proud of is that she got Han Yu's body before Zheng Feilei, but she did not expect Han Yu to take Zheng Feilei to the field.

    From this point of view, her only advantage was gone.

    "Bai Ping, what are you talking nonsense about? How could I do such a thing?" Zheng Feilei's face turned red to the ears.

    "Did you really not do anything?" The sadness in Bai Ping's heart dissipated a little, and she asked seriously.

    "Really not!" Zheng Feilei's face was as red as a ripe tomato, and she lowered her head and complained, "Bai Ping, how can you miss me so much?"

    "Great!" Bai Ping let out a sigh of relief.

    Seeing that Bai Ping became familiar, Zheng Feilei let out a long breath and said, "Ping Ping! You scared me to death, do you know how strange you were just now?"

    Bai Ping smiled awkwardly and said: "I'm not afraid that you will become too casual, I can't accept such exaggerated things!"

    "How is it possible? Don't you know me?" Zheng Feilei complained for a while.

    However, Bai Ping has already planned in her mind how to take a field battle with Han Yu.

    night.

    After dinner in the courtyard of Han Yu's house, everyone chatted happily due to the arrival of Zhou Xing, and it was already late before we knew it.

    "I'll go back first?" Bai Ping suddenly got up and said.

    "Pingping! Are we leaving? Where are we going?" Zheng Feilei was immediately stunned.

    They just checked out of the hotel this morning at the strong request of Mother Han and moved in here. Now that Bai Ping wants to say leave, she looks confused.

    "I went to see an aunt far away. My mother called me before dinner! Auntie was sick and needed money urgently. It was all my fault. We had too much fun and forgot about it!" Bai Ping pretended to apologize.

    "Son, then go quickly, Han Yu will send Baiping off, it's too late and it's not safe, send someone to the aunt's house before leaving!" Mother Han not only called Han Yu, but also carefully instructed Han Yu.

    A smile inadvertently formed the corner of Bai Ping's mouth, everything was in her plan.

    Han Yu drove Bai Ping directly to No. 7 Park.

    Bai Ping didn't say a word along the way, but her heart was beating violently. She didn't say where she was going?  But Han Yu brought her here. Could it be that Han Yu understood what she meant?

    The two soon came to the depths of Park No. 7, and a field battle broke out.

    During the whole process, Han Yu didn't say a word.

    After finishing, Han Yu took Bai Ping back into the car.

    "Should we go back? Or are you looking for a hotel?" Han Yu asked.

    "Why were you so rude just now!" Bai Ping blushed and did not answer Han Yu's question.

    "If you can't take it! You can leave!" Han Yu's words were a little cold.

    "Did I do something that you don't like?" Bai Ping frowned slightly, staring deeply at the man in front of her.

    "Nothing? I'm just reminding you, no matter what time, you are not allowed to hurt Zheng Feilei!" Han Yu took a deep breath, his mind was always full of uneasiness about Bai Ping's words of "I will take your girlfriend away" when she took Zheng Feilei away.

    Bringing Bai Ping here, his mind is chaotic, as if he made a compromise to keep Zheng Feilei."How could I hurt Zheng Feilei? Did you have a misunderstanding?" Bai Ping tried her best to squeeze a smile, but she felt a little more vigilant in her heart. It seemed that she wasn't hiding well enough

    The next day, the whole building was gathered.

    In a VIP box.

    A table of delicious food was placed on the table.

    There were only three people seated at the huge fifteen-person round table.

    Old Fu and Old Sun, and a young man in his thirties wearing a chef's hat.

    "Two principals! Let's try it first!" the chef said politely.

    "Chef Liu! Sit down, let's eat together!" The old man hurriedly got up and pulled away the chair beside him, asking Chef Liu to sit down.

    "Director Fu! Thank you, you should try my handicraft first!" Chef Liu sat down and held his fists, very politely.

    "You don't need to taste it! You will know that this dish is invincible!" The old Fu patted Chef Liu on the shoulder with one hand, and held a photo fondly with the other hand.

    The photo is a group photo with two people, one is Chef Liu, and the other is the internationally recognized Hong Kong and Macau chef Jiang Wen.

    "Chef Liu, you are so humble. There is a chef who is a master chef. Can your cooking be bad? Come and let me toast you!" He didn't speak to Lao Sun, but raised his wine glass to toast to Chef Liu.

    "I just learned a little bit about Master!" Chef Liu said with some embarrassment.

    No one knew that he was not humble, but guilty.

    The photo with Jiang Wen was taken when he ran into Jiang Wen when he was studying cooking in Hong Kong and Macau. He did not expect that when he asked for a group photo, Chef Jiang really agreed.

    This is not just in time for the popularity of God of Cookery, and it is rumored that the dishes in the filming of God of Cookery were made by Jiang Chef, and the hotel launched the same New Year's Eve dinner as God of Cookery. For various reasons, he decided to come out with luck.

    Unexpectedly, when he took out this group photo, his worth was immediately raised.

    ? On New Year's Eve, Juquanlou will have the same meal as the God of Cookery. The reward for one table is 200 yuan. He will make 100 tables that night, which is a huge sum of 20,000 yuan.

    Of course, the reason for his guilty conscience is that the boss who gave him money needs to show his group photo to advertise that he is the apprentice of Chef Jiang.

    Anyway, just one day, this is 20,000 yuan!

    Chef Liu comforted himself like this.

    "Chef Liu is telling the truth, Lao Sun and I came to see you today and I have something to ask you!" While speaking, the old Fu took out two thousand yuan and put it in front of Chef Liu: "Please save a table of cooking.  !"

    "Okay! No problem!" Chef Liu agreed without thinking, took the money and put it in his pocket.

    Han Yu, I wonder if your New Year's Eve dinner will be embarrassing?

    A sneer appeared on the corner of Old Fu's mouth.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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