After getting off the bus, before she could even go around to the back to help, she heard a familiar voice from behind her.
"Ah Jing!"
Chen Jing turned around in surprise and saw Luo Yifan standing outside the store, not the man from yesterday whose back view was similar.
"Good morning, Mr. Luo!"
Her address caused Luo Yifan's expression to pause slightly.
A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You've even changed how you address me after just a few days?"
Chen Jing pretended not to hear his question and turned around to follow the driver to the back of the car to get the groceries she had just bought.
Chen Jing didn't intentionally change her address to annoy Luo Yifan. Rather, she had spent half a day with the two chefs a few days earlier, and the two chefs seemed to be loyal fans of Luo Yifan.
He kept calling Chen Jing "Boss Luo" repeatedly, and the name seemed to be imprinted in Chen Jing's mind. So, when she first saw him, the words "Boss Luo" just popped out of her mouth.
"Aunt Jing, I'll take care of it. You can go inside and rest. You've been shopping all day." The driver stopped her hand, refusing her help.
Chen Jing, however, was used to manual labor, and even though the driver said that, she still carried several large bags over.
Luo Yifan reached out to take the bags of ingredients, and in fact, he had done this before; Chen Jing had never refused his help.
But this time, Chen Jing stepped aside, saying, "It's not heavy! I can do it myself!"
Luo Yifan looked defeated and had no choice but to follow her into the store.
After entering the room, Chen Jing went straight to the kitchen and said to the driver behind her, "Xiao Wang, could you please pour a glass of water for Boss Luo?"
After calling her that twice, Chen Jing realized that the nickname was actually quite good. It could constantly remind her that the two of them were just collaborators who had developed their relationship because of the food exhibition.
Luo Yifan had never felt so awkward before when he entered the store.
Even if it's your first time here, you shouldn't feel this awkward, not knowing whether to sit or stand.
Moreover, he used to be able to come and go freely in any corner of this place, and he had long since taken care of things like pouring tea himself. But now, everything seems to have returned to square one, or even worse than before.
At this moment, he understood why the word "polite" was used to represent estrangement.
Because at that moment, he received polite treatment.
Chen Jing, on the other hand, was clearly treating him as a "guest".
In the end, instead of waiting in the shop for the driver's tea, he pushed open the kitchen door, looked at the woman bending over in front of the freezer arranging ingredients, and after a long while, finally uttered, "Ah Jing..."
Chen Jing didn't even turn her head, only saying, "Boss Luo, please go outside and sit for a while. After I've tidied up these things, I'll cook the dishes for you to try."
Clearly, it was another businesslike tone and manner.
Helpless, Luo Yifan could only leave, pour himself a glass of water, and sit down in the spot closest to the kitchen.
After a while, Chen Jing came out and said to Xiao Wang, the driver who was still helping out in the store, "Xiao Wang, could you please go to the breakfast shop at the street corner ahead and buy me a cup of soy milk and a fried dough stick?"
After saying that, she turned back and continued with her work.
Luo Yifan sat there calmly, assuming that she had finally calmed down and sent the driver to buy him breakfast.
Who knew that after the driver brought the soy milk and fried dough sticks back to the kitchen, all that could be heard from inside was the sound of chopping vegetables and boiling water. It seemed that she had forgotten to give him the soy milk and fried dough sticks.
Even as the aroma wafted out, Luo Yifan still hadn't received the breakfast he thought was his.
Just as he was starving, the kitchen door opened again, and Chen Jing, dressed in a chef's uniform and wearing a chef's hat, came out carrying a steaming dish and placed it in the middle of a four-person table.
He turned to Luo Yifan, who was still sitting at the two-person table by the kitchen door.
"Boss Luo, come and try it!"
Luo Yifan then got up, walked over, took the chopsticks from her hand, and put some food into his mouth.
Originally, his mind wasn't on the dish, but when his taste buds detected its flavor, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.
"Mmm, it's fantastic, just the taste I wanted!"
At this moment, he had forgotten his earlier frustration, gave Chen Jing a thumbs up, sat down, picked up the bowl, and began to savor the food.
"So, these broths are made with soy milk and soup?"
Chen Jing nodded.
Luo Yifan then pointed to the shredded food sprinkled on top of the dish, "These, are they fried dough sticks?"
Chen Jing nodded again.
"Fantastic! Creative, and the flavor is very fresh and unique!" Luo Yifan couldn't help but praise it again.
Compared to Luo Yifan's overt joy, Chen Jing's expression was much more subdued. Perhaps most of her happiness had already been expressed yesterday, and her current mood was more one of calm.
"Thank you!" Chen Jing said softly, turned around, and went back to the kitchen.
Luo Yifan was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what he had said wrong to offend her.
Luo Yifan, who was deep in thought, soon saw Chen Jing come out carrying a food container.
"Try this!"
As he spoke, he opened the lid of the food container and placed it in front of Luo Yifan.
Luo Yifan glanced at the food in the box, which looked almost identical to the dishes on the plate. "The same?"
"You try it first..." Chen Jing didn't answer his question, but instead pointed with her chin at the food in the food container.
Luo Yifan took a bite and was equally delighted.
"Great! It's the same dish, but when it's served cold, it has a completely different flavor."
Luo Yifan picked up another bite of the cold dish and chewed it carefully. "I think both the hot and cold methods are fantastic, it's so hard to choose! What should I do?"
Luo Yifan looked up at Chen Jing with a troubled expression.
Chen Jing was about to say that she didn't know what to do, but then a flash of inspiration struck her. She quickly turned around and went into the kitchen, and soon came out with a double-compartment ceramic dish.
As soon as Luo Yifan saw the plate, he immediately understood her intention.
Chen Jing bent down and poured the hot and cold dishes onto the two side compartments, then pushed them towards Luo Yifan. "How about this?"
Now, Luo Yifan no longer needed to try. He simply gave her an OK sign, and the last vegetarian dish was finally confirmed.
At this point, Chen Jing suddenly remembered something, "Didn't Zheng Ge and Sheng Ge come with you?"
Luo Yifan's originally smiling face gradually lost its smile.
"Shouldn't this be a decision I make?"
Chen Jing, unafraid of death, said, "Theoretically, that's correct, but since it's just the two of us participating, our opinions should be more professional, more referential, and more valuable!"
Fortunately, Luo Yifan was well-mannered and not too short-tempered; otherwise, he would have immediately gotten up, overturned the table, and left!
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