Lin Zhou had a growing sense of unease.
Butler Sun watched as Lin Zhou ate his meal with a troubled expression, then suddenly stopped and stared blankly into space.
This made Butler Sun very suspicious that there might be something wrong with the dish.
Why did you stop eating so suddenly?
"Sir, is there something wrong with the dishes?"
The ingredients and fruits they eat in their villa are all air-freighted daily from Mr. Farm's orchard.
The people at Ziyuan Building saw that Lin Zhou's private jet had hired a pilot and even booked a seat at the airport. They figured it was a waste to leave it there, so they decided to make a trip every day to deliver the freshest ingredients and fruits to Lin Zhou's place so that he could have some use for it.
Logically speaking, the ingredients delivered from the farm are all organically grown by the farmers, making them fresher and healthier than ingredients sold outside.
So if the ingredients are fine, then the problem must be his cooking skills?
When he's not busy, he spends money to take private lessons with chefs who specialize in state banquets. Each lesson costs tens of thousands of yuan, but although his skills have improved, they are still far inferior to his teacher's.
It seems he still needs to catch up on his studies!
It's only because the teacher pays a high salary; otherwise, the hourly rate would be a huge expense.
But as long as my husband eats well, that's fine.
Butler Sun leaned closer and asked.
"Sir, is it that the dishes today are not to your liking?"
Looking at the boiled cabbage in clear broth, Dongpo pork, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and garlic vermicelli squid on the table.
These are all dishes that look simple, but require a lot of effort to prepare.
I don't know which dish didn't suit Mr.'s taste.
It should be boiled cabbage in clear broth. This dish is the most difficult to make, and he hasn't mastered it yet. The broth he makes can't compare to his teacher's, and it can't be as clear as boiled water.
"No, I was thinking about something."
Lin Zhou snapped out of his daze and saw Uncle Sun looking at him with concern in his eyes, so he smiled gently.
"The dishes are very good, and your cooking skills have improved. The proportions of ingredients in the broth for the boiled cabbage soup are a bit off. I'll teach you next time I make the broth."
Lin Zhou knew that Steward Sun wanted to ensure everyone ate well, which was why he had put so much effort into studying culinary techniques.
Having followed him for so long, he could always feel Uncle Sun's dedication.
And the aunties and other family members have been taking meticulous care of the family from behind the scenes.
Lin Zhou's way of thanking them was by giving them a raise.
Anyway, he's not short of money.
If I can take good care of him and make him feel comfortable, then the money is well spent.
"Yes, sir."
Lin Zhou continued eating.
Uncle Sun went to the kitchen to prepare fruit.
Lin Zhou usually likes to eat some fruit after meals, so it's important to have some prepared.
...
On the other side, at the entrance of Shengli Supermarket.
After Mr. Lin left, the diners present, though reluctant to part, had no choice but to leave.
The local diners went home and went back to their own homes.
Then, the regular customers from out of town, who rarely go out, hurriedly line up to buy milk tea, without even having a proper chance to explore Lishi.
Some people take taxis parked on the roadside to go to the city or tourist attractions.
Some people went straight back to their hotels to rest.
The place, which was originally crowded with people, gradually became empty.
The workers who had been watching went back to their work, satisfied.
Under Jiang Ci's guidance, General Manager Li entered the construction site to begin his inspection.
While they were making their rounds, they were still talking about Boss Lin.
As a customer, Mr. Li not only drank his own cup of milk tea, but also the milk tea bought by Jiang Ci's subordinates.
What's a cup of milk tea if I can just sign this contract?
Mr. Li drank three glasses by himself.
I couldn't even eat lunch, and now I'm wandering around the construction site with my stomach full.
He was also wearing a safety helmet on his head.
"Wow, Mr. Lin's cooking skills are really good. Not only is his cooking delicious, but his milk tea is also amazing. He has all sorts of unexpected combinations, but they actually go very well together."
Mr. Li praised it highly.
Jiang Ci nodded in agreement, but since he hadn't tasted the food Boss Lin had made before, he didn't feel comfortable starting a conversation.
But this is a good opportunity to start a conversation with Mr. Li.
"I've only ever had Mr. Lin's milk tea; I haven't tried any of the other flavors before, what a pity!"
Jiang Ci spoke with a regretful expression.
Mr. Li also expressed some regret, saying, "I've only tried one or two of these dishes, which is still far less than what those people from Jiangdong have tried."
"There's no comparison. Jiangdong has a geographical advantage, and Mr. Lin's family is located in Jiangdong."
"That's right."
"I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to run into Boss Lin next week."
The world is so big, and Mr. Lin sets up his stall in a different place every week.
Every week, lucky people meet Boss Lin.
This week it's them, but who knows who it will be next week.
"I will keep a close eye on online news and notify Mr. Li immediately if there is any news."
Jiang Ci is still good at saying nice things.
The contract hasn't even been signed yet!
You need to coax her more.
Mr. Li smiled broadly upon hearing this.
After walking around the construction site, we returned to the company and signed the contract.
Jiang Ci was overjoyed.
They couldn't wait to patronize Mr. Lin's business and express their gratitude.
Unfortunately, Boss Lin didn't give him that opportunity.
...
The day is over.
Lin Zhou was still awake at midnight, lying in bed waiting for a new task to be completed.
To be honest, after calming down under the halo of such an awesome reward, his bad premonition grew stronger and stronger.
This made him very curious about the tasks for next week.
I even considered staying up all night, waiting for the task to refresh.
The system didn't keep Lin Zhou waiting in vain.
When 12 o'clock arrives, a new day begins.
The task notification sound came immediately.
[Ding—This week's tasks have been refreshed!]
[Mission Objective: Go to Hespanta and sell 1000 servings of stinky tofu within a week!]
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