Chapter 113 Charity Cooking Competition
After hearing what Ye Shuyi said, He Yu's eyes flashed with surprise.
Although this woman is just a cook, she has extraordinary knowledge.
"It's easier said than done." He Yu shook his head slightly.
Ye Shuyi did not refute, but just poured tea for the person opposite.
They chatted for a few more sentences, and then He Yu said she had something to do at the company and said goodbye.
Ye Shuyi warmly welcomed him to come again next time.
As soon as she left, Chen Nanfeng came in.
"Shuyi." He sat down. "That was Miss He just now, right?"
"Yeah." They were all in the same circle, so it wasn't surprising that they knew each other. "How's work?"
"Very good, those old stubborn people have been tamed." He rubbed his eyebrows.
There was a bouquet of jasmine flowers and a handwritten letter on the table. The letter paper was scented with roses and the envelope was made of kraft paper.
"You brought them to me again." Ye Shuyi said as she put them away.
Compared to the embarrassment at the beginning, she can now face it calmly.
After Chen Nanfeng confessed his feelings, Ye Shuyi took several days to recover.
On the tenth day, she said to Chen Nanfeng, "If you really like me, send me flowers and write to me every day."
It doesn't require a lot of money, but it does require a lot of patience.
Writing a letter every day, once or twice is romantic, but if you do it every day... it's still hard to stick to it.
Today is the 70th day that Chen Nanfeng has persisted.
Every weekend, he invites Ye Shuyi to play with him.
Sometimes it's the zoo, sometimes it's the mall, sometimes it's a movie, sometimes it's a concert, and so on.
Even though Chen Nanfeng has things to deal with all day long, he still has to squeeze in time.
Ye Shuyi's inner defenses gradually let down a little.
After accepting the flowers, she told Chen Nanfeng about He Yue.
"You said, was he forced into that?"
It's really scary.
"Not really. He has never had any pressure since childhood and has a very good mentality. He won't have any mental problems because of this kind of thing." Chen Nanfeng commented.
"Why is that?" She couldn't think of it.
"Is it possible that he deliberately behaved like this in front of you? He anticipated that He Yu would come to you, and he also thought that you would persuade He Yu not to force him." He said meaningfully.
"I haven't really thought about this. The reason he did this is..."
A possibility flashed through Ye Shuyi's mind, and she said in disbelief, "He doesn't want to study and wants to be lazy?"
"That's right. Skipping school is not a solution. Only when his sister completely gives up on him can he be truly liberated."
Oh, his cleverness was all used to be lazy. Doesn't this mean that He Yue has a more flexible mind?
If you really focus on something, you should be able to succeed.
Ye Shuyi really didn't expect that He Yue had plotted against her.
I have to talk about him next time we meet.
Chen Nanfeng's visit this time was not just for a simple meeting, but to tell her a good news.
"Tell me, what is it?" Ye Shuyi asked calmly.
"Our company is working on a project about food. Are you interested in participating?" This was organized by Chen Nanfeng himself.
He didn't tell her his selfish motives.
"Oh? Tell me in detail." Ye Shuyi became interested.
That depends on what type it is and whether it is worth participating in.
"It's like this. We plan to hold a food festival. The theme of the food festival is to make food that is delicious, filling and easy to preserve. This food festival is a public welfare event and there will be bonuses, but not much," he introduced.
"What does 'public welfare' mean?" Ye Shuyi was puzzled.
"All entries in this competition will be sent to impoverished mountainous areas across China to feed those in need. Furthermore, the first-prize winner will be asked to provide us with their simple recipe, which we will then mass-produce and ship to war-torn areas abroad."
In short, do good things.
Not all countries in the world have peace. Many civilians are in war-torn areas where their lives are not guaranteed, let alone food resources.
Occasionally, we see in the media a scene where a pot of poorly prepared porridge attracts a dense crowd of skinny people to scramble for it.
This is not a staged photo, nor is it a rare exception, but reality, a daily routine for many people.
After listening to Chen Nanfeng's ideas, Ye Shuyi also felt that they were very meaningful.
I asked about the time and it was December 20th.
That is about half a month.
"Do you have experience in making these foods? Is this your first time?" Chen Nanfeng asked. On the one hand, he organized this event because he really wanted to help people, and on the other hand, he wanted Ye Shuyi to participate.
He plans to invite many well-known gourmets in the industry to participate in this competition.
Ye Shuyi's meeting and communication with them will also be helpful for her future career.
Ye Shuyi said, "I know a little bit about everything, but I'm not very good at this. I just need to study it over the next few days. Is there a limit on how many people can participate in each store? I'll ask the store employees if anyone wants to go."
"There are no regulations. Professionals and amateurs are separated, and any number of people can go."
"good."
Chen Nanfeng left after dinner, and Ye Shuyi walked to her own lounge.
Most of the time, this is like a bedroom, her room.
Because the house is too small.
She is considering changing houses, but buying a house is still a bit difficult now.
There is a bamboo basket on the windowsill of this room.
There were some petals inside, they were roses.
There are several small bags next to it, containing chrysanthemums, gardenias, jasmines, etc.
The number of flowers Chen Nanfeng sent in these seventy days was really too many.
How to deal with it is a problem.
Throw it away, I can't bear to do it.
If you leave it alone, it will wither after a few days. Not only will it look unsightly, it will also rot easily and attract insects.
Ye Shuyi picked their petals, processed them through certain steps, and dried them.
These petals can be used to make flower cakes.
There were also some petals in beautiful shapes, which Ye Shuyi put in a notebook.
Made into dried flowers.
There are also several "paintings" hanging on the white wall.
This is a dried flower specimen she made. It is covered with a glass cover to isolate it from the air and maintain its perfect shape.
At first glance, the room looks like a garden, with a faint floral scent.
Ye Shuyi put down the newly received jasmine flowers and took out a handwritten letter sealed in cowhide.
The envelope opens easily and the letter paper comes out very nicely.
The letter paper is pink, which is very girly.
The letter paper was printed with elegant and refreshing handwriting. The strokes were smooth and flowing, yet not casual, and it was clear that the owner of these words must have been very careful when writing them.
Very serious.
The letter begins with the usual greetings, followed by a heartfelt confession.
Finally, I keep muttering about some small things, which are different every time.
And wishes for Ye Shuyi.
The letter did not say that she must accept this relationship, and all the words used were full of warm respect.
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