After Chen Jing got off the car, since it was still a bit early, she accompanied Bai Xiaolu on a leisurely stroll to school.
Only after watching Bai Xiaolu enter the school did she slowly stroll back to the restaurant.
Because it was still early, most of the shops along the way were not yet open, except for that breakfast stall that she particularly liked.
She then realized that she hadn't had soy milk and fried dough sticks for several days, and she missed that taste terribly!
Chen Jing bought soy milk and fried dough sticks at a breakfast stall, then slowly walked towards the restaurant.
Last night, I watched a food show and was inspired to make a new dish, but it was only so-so. What exactly went wrong?
Back in the shop, Chen Jing was still deep in thought, drinking soy milk and eating fried dough sticks.
As she was eating, she suddenly stared intently at the soy milk cup and fried dough stick bag she was holding in her left and right hands, and a brilliant idea flashed into her mind.
She casually placed the cup and bag she was carrying on the table, got up, and hurriedly went out the door again.
"Huh? Sister Jing, didn't you just buy a cup of soy milk and fried dough sticks?"
The proprietress of the breakfast stall knew Chen Jing very well; after all, she had been a loyal customer for decades, so how could she not know her?
"Oh, I'm hungry because I haven't eaten, so I'll buy another one!" Chen Jing made up an excuse on the spot.
But this excuse obviously wouldn't fool the landlady. "Is it Boss Luo who's back?"
Chen Jing was startled. "Who?"
"That owner who sits at your restaurant every day, he used to come in every day to buy breakfast, always two cups of soy milk and three fried dough sticks. I guess he wanted to eat two fried dough sticks, right? I felt like he cared about you a lot."
As she spoke, the proprietress packed two fried dough sticks into a bag, then took a cup of soy milk, packed it up, and handed it to Chen Jing.
Chen Jing didn't know how to explain that Boss Luo had nothing to do with her.
But then she thought there was no need to explain. Anyway, Luo Yifan would never appear here again, and after a while, no one would remember him anymore.
Including herself!
Even though she comforted herself with these words, the journey back with the soy milk and fried dough sticks felt incredibly long, and the breakfast she was carrying felt exceptionally heavy.
It's just the weight of an extra fried dough stick, is it really worth it?
Chen Jing silently berated herself in her heart, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the entrance of the restaurant.
There was a person standing in the doorway, with his back to her. He was tall and slender, wearing a white casual shirt and black casual pants. Chen Jing took a closer look, and her heart started pounding.
But just as she was about to get closer, the person got into the car next to them. As he crouched down to get in, Chen Jing saw the face, which was clearly not the face she had imagined.
It turns out, it was just a similar back view!
Chen Jing took a deep breath and watched the car drive away.
Only then did she open the shop door and go inside. After fiddling around in the kitchen for a while, the finished product came out after more than half an hour. Chen Jing nervously took out her chopsticks, picked up a small pinch, and put it in her mouth to try it carefully.
The expression on his face changed from serious at the beginning to ecstatic at the end!
Yes, that's the taste!
For the first time, Chen Jing truly understood what it meant to "search high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly."
Overjoyed, Chen Jing immediately sat down and slowly recalled the steps she had just taken, writing them down carefully and meticulously.
Then, she followed the written steps again and made it once more. Sure enough, it tasted exactly the same.
Chen Jing sat alone in the shop, lost in thought for a long time, before finally picking up the phone and making a call.
"Hey, Zheng-ge? This is A-Jing. When are you and Sheng-ge free?"
That's right, she didn't call Luo Yifan, but rather one of the two chefs who were competing with her.
"What's up?" The other end of the phone was noisy; judging from the shouts, they were probably working.
"I've found the perfect way to cook the last vegetarian dish on that recipe. When do you two have time to come over and try it?"
Since they were partners competing together, she naturally had to communicate with them as soon as possible!
Moreover, Boss Luo made it very clear that any matters concerning this dish could be discussed directly with Chefs Zheng and Sheng.
Chen Jing hung up the phone and happily hummed a little tune as she strolled into the office.
Just as Ying'er said, inspiration is something that can only be encountered by chance!
Chen Jing felt rather giddy.
This dish almost made her lose confidence. She had tried no less than a hundred cooking methods before, but even though she felt that she had improved each time, she always felt that it was just a little bit off.
This time, they adopted a completely new approach, and the resulting dish was absolutely perfect.
Of course, this is a modest way of putting it. If she could, Chen Jing would give herself 101 points. 100 points is her talent, and the extra point is her hard work.
Chen Jing was still immersed in an atmosphere of extreme self-inflation when the phone on the outside table rang.
"So fast?"
Chen Jing muttered to herself as she ran out.
She assumed it was Zheng calling to let her know when she would come to try the food, so she picked up the phone and answered without even looking at it.
"Hey Zheng, has the time been set?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Chen Jing was very puzzled. Could it be that the phone was broken? "Hello? Brother Zheng?"
"It's me!" The voice from the microphone startled Chen Jing, causing her hand to tremble and the phone to fall to the ground.
When Chen Jing bent down to pick up the phone, she found that the screen was black.
I tried turning it on again, but it still wouldn't turn on.
After trying several times without success, Chen Jing simply threw her phone on her desk.
He walked to the cashier, picked up the landline, and called Zhu Qianying.
"Ying'er, let me tell you, I finally made that dish. Come over and try it when you have time. And while you're at it, buy me a new phone."
"Mom, congratulations! Huh? You bought a phone? Why? Did you drop it in the soup?"
Chen Jing was too embarrassed to say that she was so frightened by Luo Yifan's voice that she broke her phone, so she had to tell him.
"No, it fell while I was changing clothes, and now it won't turn on."
"Okay, I'll turn around and come right away."
Chen Jing hung up the phone and prepared to go back to the kitchen to prepare today's ingredients. Why was she so determined to call Luo Yifan or Zheng Ge back?
Because she never memorizes phone numbers. Except for the phone numbers of her two daughters and sons-in-law, which she remembers by heart, all other people's phone numbers are just stored in her phone.
So, once the phone was slammed down, both Luo Yifan's and Zheng Ge and Sheng Ge's phones were gone.
I can only wait and see if I can fix it. Once it's fixed, I'll find the number and call it back.
If that's not the case, then so be it. Anyway, there's no one I absolutely have to contact.
Completely free of any mental burden, Chen Jing stepped out from behind the cashier, just as her landline rang.
[I don't know how many more chapters there will be. There will definitely be a few before 8 AM, and whether there will be any more after that, we'll have to wait and see.]
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