At 9 o'clock, Chen Junjie went for a walk nearby and it was almost 10 o'clock when he came back.

Chen Junjie went back to his room to get something. As soon as he came out, he saw the door next to him opened and Mr. Zheng walked out.

"Morning, Xiao Chen!"

Mr. Zheng said with a smile, and also did some chest expansion exercises.

Chen Junjie was stunned for a moment, then said, "Mr. Zheng, good morning."

"Have you had breakfast? What do you have for breakfast?"

"I ate earlier, haven't you eaten yet?"

Chen Junjie finally realized what was wrong, "Mr. Zheng, you didn't just get up, did you?"

"Yes! I slept very well last night and got up a little late today."

Chen Junjie stood there in a daze and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was 9:54.

It is unbelievable that Mr. Zheng got up at this time!

If he hadn't heard Mr. Zheng say it with his own eyes before getting up, he wouldn't have believed it at all!

Seeing that he was still silent, Mr. Zheng asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Chen Junjie pointed to his watch and said, "Mr. Zheng, it's already 9:54. It's getting late."

"impossible!"

Mr. Zheng’s first reaction was disbelief. When he looked at the watch on his wrist, it was already 9:55.

He took Chen Junjie's watch and looked at it again. Yes, it was really 9:55.

"Why did I sleep so late?"

Mr. Zheng patted his head, but still couldn't fully believe it.

He has a regular schedule. From his youth to now, he gets up at 6 o'clock every morning without exception.

He also suffers from neurasthenia and poor sleep quality, and always cannot fall asleep after sleeping for three or four hours.

Like today, I slept from 11pm to 9am the next morning. Ten hours of sleep is so rare. It only happens once in decades!

"Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" Chen Junjie asked worriedly. Mr. Zheng suddenly became so sleepy that he was afraid that he was sick.

"I'm fine. I don't have a headache or feel dizzy. I have energy all over my body. I'm just a little hungry."

Mr. Zheng answered with full energy. He was not only in good health, but also in a good mood. He felt like he could pull off a cow.

Chen Junjie was still worried, so he accompanied Mr. Zheng to have breakfast.

Breakfast was no longer available at this time, so Chen Junjie found Zhao Kai and asked the chef to make a bowl of noodles.

The noodles were cooked quickly. Mr. Zheng had a good appetite and ate all the noodles in one go.

After eating the noodles, Chen Junjie accompanied Mr. Zheng for a walk to help digest the food.

After the walk, it was already 11 o'clock, and Mr. Zheng was still very energetic. Chen Junjie was completely relieved.

As buses drove into the villa one after another and students arrived at school, Chen Junjie became busy and had no time to accompany Mr. Zheng.

After arranging for the students to check in and have meals, and after all the students sat down to eat, Chen Junjie felt a little relieved and sat down to eat with other teachers.

"Teacher Chen, where is Mr. Zheng?"

A female teacher glanced around the hall and didn't see Mr. Zheng, so she asked a question.

"Mr. Zheng?"

Chen Junjie just remembered that Mr. Zheng hadn't had lunch yet, so he quickly picked up his phone to make a call.

The call was connected quickly and Mr. Zheng's voice rang out.

"Xiao Chen, I'm eating! What's wrong?"

Chen Junjie asked doubtfully, "Where did you eat?"

"We had it in that private room last night. Do you want to come and eat with us?"

Chen Junjie paused and shook his head, "I won't go over. Mr. Zheng, please eat!"

After the call ended, the female teacher asked again, "Where is Mr. Zheng?"

"We'll eat in the building next door."

Chen Junjie observed that Building 1 was a place for dining, and Building 2 was a place for accommodation.

Because there were so many students coming, Zhao Kate specially asked people to clean up the lobby of Building 2 and put tables and chairs there for them to eat.

From time to time, the sound of students talking could be heard in the hall. They were elementary school students and they could not keep quiet for a moment.

"Hey, the food here is pretty good! This sweet and sour pork ribs is super fragrant and delicious."

"Wow, I love this steamed egg, it's so tender!"

"This red mushroom soup is delicious and sweet."

Praises came one after another from time to time.

Chen Junjie was happy in his heart as long as the students liked the food. He was afraid that the students would not like the food he ordered.

"Hey, this dish is really delicious, it tastes great!"

The person who spoke was the female teacher who had just asked Mr. Zheng. She was eating a piece of steamed pork ribs, which were covered with garlic and covered with pieces of pork ribs underneath. They were tender and delicious.

"It's really good, it tastes great!" another teacher also praised.

Chen Junjie was a little surprised. Could it be that the food was really delicious, so everyone praised it?

You know, these teachers come from well-off families, so what delicious food have they not eaten?

If they say "good", it means the food here is really delicious.

Chen Junjie also tasted the garlic pork ribs, and he was conquered by it after just one bite.

It was just as the female teacher said, it was delicious!

Not only this pork ribs, but other dishes are equally delicious, even the stir-fried vegetables are particularly delicious.

"Why does this dish feel like it was made by the chef at Jindingxuan?" said a teacher.

Jindingxuan is one of the most famous hotels in the provincial capital. It is the top-level hotel in the provincial capital. Michelin and five-star hotels are not as good as it.

The chefs there are very skilled and the food is very delicious. Many people line up to eat there every day.

Of course, the price is also high.

When these words were spoken, everyone paused, and then many people nodded.

"It tastes exactly like what Chef Jin Ding Xuan made!"

"Especially the garlic pork ribs, the taste is exactly the same!"

"Could it be that the chef from Jindingxuan is here to work as a cook?"

"How is that possible! Jindingxuan is so famous, and chefs from Jindingxuan are welcome everywhere. How could they stay in this small farmhouse?"

"That's right, he's definitely not a chef from Jindingxuan. He must have been an apprentice at Jindingxuan, learned a lot of skills, and then opened a villa here."

This statement was unanimously agreed upon by everyone, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the food here tastes so much like Jindingxuan.

A teacher said, "I heard that the chef of Jindingxuan resigned. The current chef is not the original one, but was hired last year."

"The chef resigned? When did that happen? How come I didn't know about it?"

"You haven't been to Jindingxuan for a long time. The original chef has resigned, and the current one is new."

"No wonder I said the taste of Jindingxuan isn't as good as before! The new one isn't as good as the old one. I've been there a few times and I think it's just average."

"I heard that the original chef and the new successor of Jin Dingxuan had different ideas. The two sides had a huge disagreement, and the chef resigned in anger."

“Where did the original chef go?”

"I don't know about that."