If the second brother was the one causing trouble earlier, the head chef is being a bit too arrogant now.
It was just a cooking competition at the food street.
Ye Zhongnan started as an apprentice and has experienced countless competitions.
He was about to retort to the head chef when a voice interrupted, "You don't get to speak here."
All three looked at the person who had spoken.
"Luo Yi?"
"Xiaoxi, I'm here. Who's so inconsiderate as to make Xiaoxi uncomfortable?" Luo Yi smiled obsequiously.
The head chef immediately lost his temper when he saw Luo Yi.
"Mr. Luo, you've arrived? It's all a misunderstanding!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiaoxi thoroughly humiliated the head chef in front of Luo Yi.
"It's not a misunderstanding. My cousin gave me some suggestions on the potato pancakes, but he wouldn't accept them at all. He even said that my cousin wasn't qualified to compare with him."
The head chef was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat; it was truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple.
This entire food street is under Mr. Luo's protection, and the owner of this shop is one of Mr. Luo's most trusted subordinates.
If you offend Mr. Luo, you can forget about being the head chef at this restaurant. With such a high salary, where can you find another job after losing this one?
"I'm sorry, sir. I'm so glad you could give me such valuable advice. I was just short-sighted."
His smile didn't reach his eyes; he was quite resentful inside.
Ye Zhongnan didn't want to use Xiaoxi's friend's influence to overwhelm the head chef; he wanted to participate in the culinary competition and use his skills to make the head chef cry.
His smile didn't reach his eyes; he gave the head chef a meaningful look and said, "Let's apologize during the culinary competition."
The head chef clenched his fists, forced to act subservient to Luo Yi.
At this moment, the kitchen staff called for the head chef, who was too busy to handle the situation, so he used a ladder to slip away.
Xiaoxi understood what her second brother meant. Participating in a small cooking competition in the food street could greatly increase her luck value, so why not?
Specific eligibility for the competition is extremely simple.
Xiaoxi strongly supports her second brother's participation in the competition.
Luo Yi patted his chest confidently, "It's a piece of cake! The food street is my territory, and I'm one of the initiators of the cooking competition. Your cousin, it's just a matter of signing up; I'll take care of it!"
Xiaoxi owns two shops, and Luo Yi also owns many shops; they can participate in the competition either way, regardless of where they register their names.
Xiao Xi is a big shot, and it's rare for her to ask him to do something important, so he has to get it done quickly and properly.
Ye Zhongnan didn't take this matter to heart, considering it a minor incident.
He went back and continued making his broccoli porridge for breakfast the next morning.
It was just past 5 a.m. when Xu Yongfang and several other women had already arrived.
They were eager to help, rushing to wash vegetables, rinse rice, break vegetables, and chop vegetables.
Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Ye Zhongnan said to Xu Yongfang, "Sister Xu, why don't you set up a shift system from now on? You don't all have to come every morning."
The six middle-aged women, led by Xu Yongfang, worked even harder because they saw how considerate their boss was.
Because of the human body, the broccoli porridge was ready by 6 o'clock.
Dong Pingping, who lives upstairs, came downstairs to report as soon as she smelled the aroma.
She filled a thermos with broccoli porridge and then put some side dishes in a separate compartment to go with the porridge.
"Xiao Dong looks great today."
Dong Pingping was taken aback. How old is Mr. Ye? He actually called me Xiao Dong.
"Brother Nan, please call me Pingping from now on."
Ercai then remembered that Dong Pingping had already done things for him, so there was no need to be so distant.
"Okay, Pingping."
Ye Zhongnan set up his stall before 7 o'clock. Today, with the help of several middle-aged women, the soup pot has been turned into a large soup pot.
The older women were responsible for hawking their wares everywhere, attracting a lot of business.
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