Ning Xiyue's stereotype of chefs made her picture a cheerful chef with a big belly, or a serious head chef who was as thin as a bamboo pole.
No matter how she thought about it, she thought this was a combination of beauty and the beast.
It was not until Bai Yu took out the photo from her wallet and showed it to her that she realized that stereotypes were unacceptable. One should not judge a person's appearance or whether he or she is good or bad based solely on his or her occupation. This is the most inaccurate thing.
The person in this photo doesn't look like a wild beast, but a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.
Even though he looked a little older than Bai Yu, he was very handsome and had an elegant temperament. He was completely different from the one she had imagined in her mind, and she couldn't tell that he was a chef who was good at many cuisines.
This chef is not just an ordinary chef. He has been selected to cook at a state banquet. How could she be so worthy of the opportunity to enjoy the cooking of such a super chef? It is really a bargain for them.
It can be seen that this master is a good man who loves his wife. He is willing to follow his wife and come to their team to be a small canteen chef just so that his wife can eat well.
Such love is enviable. Ning Xiyue looked at the photo and said, "Sister Bai, you two are so loving. I heard that the chef in our cafeteria came here for his wife."
"That's because your brother Zhou was worried that I wouldn't eat well. I used to forget to eat when I was busy, and over time my stomach got upset. So your brother Zhou later moved to our company to work, and he keeps an eye on me all the time, and I can't get rid of him."
When Bai Yu talked about Master Zhou, her eyes were tender and smiling, and her words that seemed like blame were full of love.
Ning Xiyue was forced to eat a handful of food. One day, she thought about Comrade Ji and decided to write a letter to Comrade Ji when she returned.
Bai Yu smiled apologetically and the topic returned to the normal track.
"Next time, when the weather is hot and you need to make some heat-reducing soup or herbal tea for the workers in the team or the mining team, go find your brother Zhou and ask them to make it for you in the canteen. It will be much more convenient and save a lot of time."
"Okay, I got it." There would definitely be such a request later, so she agreed without hesitation.
When they were almost done chatting, Bai Yuhua suddenly changed his tone. He moved closer to Ning Xiyue and whispered something that was somewhat unrelated to the previous topic.
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