Zhou Dong's thoughts are actually more of a joke.

He liked the atmosphere of Mr. Shang very much, the quiet courtyard deep in the city, the old man in a common man under the grape trellis... He thought this meeting was a serious and even slightly depressing meeting similar to a regular task, but unexpectedly, it was just drinking tea, eating snacks, and having some homely comments.

After Mr. Shang's words, "Let's eat here at noon," made Zhou Dong feel intimate.

I still remember that when I was a child, everyone lived in bungalows. His family had a good condition and had a small courtyard, but I didn’t feel lonely. The neighbors in the slum next to me were all like relatives, knowing each other well, and even knowing the names of the dogs in each other’s house. When they were busy, they would jump to their neighbor’s house for free, and they would welcome the happy words “Xiaodong, let’s eat here at noon”...

I haven't encountered such warmth in this kind of human nature again for many years. Unexpectedly, I found my childhood feeling at Mr. Shang. Zhou Dong couldn't help but roll up his sleeves, full of energy.

But what are you doing at noon?

Under the guidance of Shang Qingxiong, Zhou Dong slipped directly to the kitchen of the yard.

At first glance, I saw Huang Sixia who was working in the kitchen. The dragon and phoenix carving knives did not wear any standard chef's uniform, nor did she wear a high hat. She simply tied an apron and was busy preparing dishes on the table.

Zhou Dong used his eyes to scan the side dishes and knew that Mr. Shang was eating very lightly, including bitter melon, lotus root, green and red millet pepper, old tofu, and cabbage, but he didn't see any pork. However, there was a soup stewed beside him, Huang Sixia was taking out a hen and preparing shredded chicken.

Spicy fried hibiscus shredded chicken, this should be the main dish today.

The other bitter gourds, tofu, etc. should be the side dishes prepared, all of which are vegetarian. If Yan Yi is here, it will be much more convenient. He is still very good at cooking vegetarian dishes, and even Zhou Dong has to admire them.

"Haha, Chef Zhou, I know Mr. Shang has to leave you for dinner.

Let me guess, Mr. Shang often joked with you, saying that he wanted to let you cook at noon, right?"

He is worthy of being a person around Mr. Shang, and his guess is accurate.

Zhou Dongqi said: "How did you know Master Huang?"

"Haha, when I first came here, Mr. Shang also said, 'Let's stay here for lunch', and guess what's going on?"

Huang Sixia squeezed her eyes and said, "And not long after, I became Mr. Shang's personal chef."

Zhou Dong: "..."

"Haha, joking, actually, I received a task from the organization that time I came, which was to be the personal chef of Mr. Shang.

As a result, when I first came to my house, Mr. Shang treated me as a guest. Now I still touched me very much.

Chef Zhou, you are not a member of the organization, so you don’t have to worry about receiving any organizational tasks. However, if you are willing to stay, Mr. Shang and I will be very welcome."

"Master Huang, I don't have this plan yet."

Zhou Dong shook his head. Perhaps many people would regard this as a great opportunity, but his ideas were different. There are many benefits to entering the system, but how can they compare to the freedom of life brought about by the freedom of wealth?

Not to mention entering the system, even Jiuzhou Dingshi cannot keep him forever.

He is actually very lazy and prefers a life of being free and able to sleep until he wakes up naturally. Someone called him "Model Zhou" before, which was a completely misunderstanding.

When Huang Sixia saw that he was silent, she knew that his ambition was not here and sighed: "Chef Zhou is a master, and she regards wealth, fame and fortune as a cloud, and admires it.

Just pretend I didn't say anything just now...

By the way, Mr. Shang actually ate it very simple. Today's staple food is steamed buns, which have been steamed; the dish is one meat and three vegetables, spicy fried hibiscus shredded chicken, green onion stewed old tofu, stir-fried lotus root slices and rock sugar bitter gourd. Mr. Shang said he asked you to cook, but it was actually just a joke.

If you don’t want to do it, these are enough for us to eat for lunch. If you are interested, just make one or two dishes. In fact, not only Mr. Shang wants to try your skills, but I also want to."

"Mr. Shang's food is really simple. Only these dishes can't reflect Master Huang's sword skills?"

Zhou Dong looked at these dishes and felt very moved.

Now some people have a few dollars in their pockets, and they eat more carefully than the ancient emperors. When they get tired of eating major dishes, they eat private dishes. When they get tired of eating common ingredients, they think about eating all kinds of wild game. As a result, they get sick, which makes people all over the country worry. You said this is not a luxury, what do you deserve to let these people go on the Long March again!

Actually, it doesn’t mean that even wild game cannot be eaten. Some wild game that has been proven safe enough after historical time can still be eaten. But can you not eat some inexplicable things at any time?

Look at the other person, Mr. Shang, these dishes are just the level of ordinary people. What is frugality? This is it!

Not only is it simple to eat, but Huang Sixia is the only one in the kitchen. At the level of Mr. Shang, it is not too much to match a chef class, but they didn't do that!

Just for these things, it is worth your efforts!

"Who said no?"

Huang Sixia sighed, "So today I will see you, Chef Zhou. If it were a little more complicated, the old man would scold me. He also said that if the organization had to make such arrangements, just find an ordinary chef, so why bother me?

Look, I don't think it's troublesome, I'm very willing..."

Zhou Dong nodded: "Okay, Master Huang, I understand it all.

I'm just selling hard today. Four dishes alone are not good. Even if you follow the simplest standards, you have to have four dishes and one soup, right?

And this is my first time cooking here at Mr. Shang. It’s too simple and I can’t hold my face…”

"Soup?"

Huang Sixia was a little disappointed. Soup was just a basic skill of a chef. After all, it depends on whether the ingredients used were precious or not. However, in addition to the necessary tonics, Mr. Shang rarely allowed him to use too many precious ingredients, and usually he just wanted to hang chicken soup.

Besides, even if Zhou Dong had shocking methods, it would be too late to go to time? It was almost 11 o'clock when he was speaking. Even if he brought all the thousand-year-old ginseng, Cordyceps sinensis, and formed Polygonum multiflorum, he would not be able to produce a pot of qualified soup."

"Chef Zhou, what soup are you going to make? I have already hung up the chicken soup. Mr. Shang likes to put some small green onions on it and then use it to put the buns. It seems that there is not much need to make other soups, and at this time..."

"Haha, Master Huang doesn't have to worry about time, it's all too late."

Zhou Dong waved his hand and said, "Master Huang just mentioned chicken soup. I smelled it as soon as I came in. The soup was hung with heat, at least two days and two nights, and it had a mellow fragrance. It was a first-class good soup.

Actually, my soup happened to be borrowing Master Huang’s pot of chicken soup.

It is not as simple as Master Huang thought..."

"Oh, did I think it's easier?"

Huang Sixia was curious: "What kind of soup is it?"

"hehe......"
Chapter completed!