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Chapter 9 Three months

Chapter 9 Three Months

Author: Lao Tuo

Chapter 9 Three Months

You can't hide your affection for the opposite sex.

Xie Zhiyao had a crush on Xu Hongdou when he first saw her fair complexion, tall figure, and shy and charming face under her long, slightly curly hair yesterday.

This kind of good feeling is not vulgar, but an instinctive yearning for beautiful things.

The brief contact, the gentleness and intelligence that the other person showed all the time, and the scene of riding a horse on the Erhai Lake yesterday made him, a middle-aged entrepreneur who returned from a big city, fascinated by it.

Who wouldn’t want to be bathed in the sunshine at the heart-stopping Erhai Lake, holding a white horse, and accompanying a beautiful woman to slowly appreciate the tranquility of the years?

"Okay, thank you."

Xu Hongdou brushed her wind-blown hair around her ears and smiled politely. She came here not only to relax and recuperate, but also hoped to meet some like-minded friends to fill the void left by Chen Nanxing's departure.

Before her death, her friend also told her not to reject people thousands of miles away just because she was beautiful.

In short, trying always requires taking a step.



In the small courtyard, Zhang Wentao, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the sound of his cell phone. He opened the screen slowly to see the incoming call clearly, and his eyes opened involuntarily.

It's a call from the teacher.

"Zhang, how have you been playing recently?"

"Teacher, it's very good."

Zhang Wentao took a tired breath and replied with a smile.

"Well, listening to your voice, have you just woken up? It seems that you are very comfortable in your own country, not bad."

"No, teacher, I didn't have a good rest yesterday because of the morning flight. Now I just arrived at the hotel and lay down. How are you doing recently?"

Savoy cleared his throat, his voice became serious, and he said seriously: "It's pretty good here. By the way, there is something I want to tell you. I hope you can consider it."

When Zhang Wentao heard this, he quickly rubbed his eyes and said, "Teacher, if you have anything to say, please tell me."

"Well, that's it. The group wants to open or take over a French restaurant worthy of one Michelin star in your mainland area. BJ, SH, GZ, and SZ are all within the scope of the investigation. Seeing as you have been resting for so long, you should adjust.

That’s it, I’d like to recommend it to you.”

"Ah, recommend me?"

After Savoy finished speaking briefly, Zhang Wentao's mind immediately became clearer. In addition to being moved by his teacher, he felt a little uneasy.

This kind of anxiety not only comes from doubts about one's own abilities, but also from the inertia brought about by the leisurely and comfortable life during this period.

Working in the kitchen is not as easy as outsiders think. It usually starts at twelve hours, and there is basically no rest time during holidays.

"Otherwise, you are from ZG and you know ZG culture best. How to combine your culture with the concept of French cuisine? This is where you have a great advantage..."

After listening to the teacher's thoughts for more than 10 minutes, Zhang Wentao thought for a while: "Teacher, let me think about it."

"Well, you should think about it first. The matter is not urgent yet. The inspection trip will be arranged in about three months. Then you can just accompany me."

As soon as I arrived at Yunmiao Village, I received such news.

After hanging up, Zhang Wentao had a trace of regret in his mind for coming here.

Eight months later, although his grief for his parents was diluted, the symptoms of insomnia still accompanied him. Faced with the challenge of becoming an independent chef and running a Michelin-starred restaurant, Zhang Wentao was very entangled.

Previously, his biggest dream was to be able to independently be responsible for the kitchen work of a Michelin restaurant. But now...

He doesn't know what he wants.

Fortunately, there is still enough time, and there is at least 3 months of consideration time. Besides, even if it is an accompanying inspection, after the project is confirmed, it is still unclear whether the group will use itself, the person who caused the restaurant and the chef to lose stars.

"Cuckoo"

The sound in his stomach and the feeling of hunger interrupted Zhang Wentao's thoughts. After complaining that the low-cost airlines did not provide food and drinks, he simply washed up and walked out of the room wearing his previous clothes.

Downstairs, under a white traditional handicraft parasol, a middle-aged man with long hair close to him was sitting on a futon on the platform meditating.

The breeze blows, and the sound of wind chimes in the trees is accompanied by the wisps of green smoke from the incense burner, which is a pleasant sound.

Looking at the calm and composed uncle, Zhang Wentao raised the corner of his mouth and sighed inwardly. Only in this ancient village and town far away from the hustle and bustle of the city can he find a piece of pure land. After that, he walked out of the windy courtyard.

The food-foraging trip was not smooth. There were not many restaurants in Yunmiao Village. After asking the locals, we found that apart from the recommended one called 'Gelsanghua Hotel', it was just a coffee shop.

"Why don't you go drink a cup of coffee first to wake up and have a light meal to fill your stomach." Zhang Wentao looked up at the sky. Under the scorching sun, the climate was very pleasant and there was no burning sensation.

After a while, the coffee front desk.

After Nana finished her work and watched Xie Zhiyao's blind date for a while, she said goodbye to Xu Hongdou and took advantage of her free time to spread out a dessert making book.

She likes to make desserts and works in a cafe. When there are no customers, she takes out relevant books and studies on her own. Anyway, she is idle, so she might as well use it to enrich her life.

"Hello, would you like some iced American food and take a look at the menu?"

Before she even glanced at it, she was interrupted by a slightly magnetic voice that had just focused on the book. After looking up at the stranger in the sun, she stood up with a smile and nodded: "The menu is here, look at it.

What do you want to eat at once? Also, do you want more ice in the iced American style?"

"Yeah, okay."

Zhang Wentao lowered his head and glanced at the countertop, then found the menu. There were not many simple meals for dine-in, and they were neither medium nor medium, and they were all based on local ingredients.

"Please order a porcini pancake with more cheese."

"If you put more cheese, it will cost you 5 yuan, and it will take a little longer to bake the pancakes, is that okay?" Nana, who was making coffee, turned around and smiled politely, asking kindly.

"Okay." Zhang Wentao nodded. He didn't have much expectations for the ingredients produced in this small shop, but the girl at the front desk was pretty good-looking.

Especially the two braids add a bit of playfulness to the beautiful girl in front of her.

Nana glanced sideways at the customer and thought that this person was quite easy to talk to, so she signaled: "Then you can find a place to sit down first, and I will bring it to you later."

"Well, okay."

After ordering his meal, he chose to sit at the outdoor dining table, where he could enjoy the pleasant sunshine and be away from the noise of the two children in the courtyard, which was quite nice.

He has a natural fear of children, and when he hears children screaming, he can't help but want to stay away.

Within a few minutes, Nana brought a glass of iced Americano, placed it in front of Zhang Wentao's table, and said with a smile: "The pancakes will take about ten minutes, and they will be brought to you when they are ready. You can drink coffee first.

This one is made from our local Pu’er coffee beans.”

"Okay, thank you."

(End of chapter)


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