His smile froze on his face. Upon closer inspection, the man looked somewhat familiar. Oh—
It is Hezhou.
The unpleasant feeling in my heart immediately dissipated.
He Jing went up to the audience seats, walked up to He Zhou, and asked somewhat uneasily, "Third Brother, what brings you here?"
He Zhou asked expressionlessly, "Can't I come?"
He Jing had gotten used to his words, and she smiled and said, "No, it's just that I was surprised to see Third Brother here."
He Zhou said, "My dishes were taken by the people from Xingwang Restaurant to study and then brought here for the competition, so of course I had to come and take a look."
That's true.
Wasn't the method of braising young chicken with white wine exactly what He Zhou came up with?
The rich aroma emanating from the pot when Chef Wang lifted the lid immediately made her realize that He Zhou's creative idea had been selected.
Therefore, she understood the shortcomings of the braised chicken and cleverly used the lingering taste in the judges' mouths after eating the braised chicken to make a fried chicken cutlet that wasn't actually that delicious, thus winning the competition.
So, it's all thanks to He Zhou...
"He Jing, why don't you want to be a chef? Do you look down on all chefs?"
Heaven knows what He Zhou was thinking when he heard that He Jing's future ambition was not to become a chef.
He originally thought that He Jing, like him, wanted to become a chef in the future, which was why she cooked so diligently, but it turned out to be just his wishful thinking.
That's true. For a culinary genius like her, becoming famous in this field would be too easy, so of course she wouldn't think much of this profession.
However, he found himself feeling very uncomfortable, as if... he had been abandoned halfway through a journey between two people who had agreed to climb to the top of the mountain together.
A profound sense of helplessness and bewilderment welled up within him, making him restless and agitated—feelings he had never experienced before.
He Jing smiled and said, "How could that be? Hobbies and professions are two different things. I like cooking, but I simply have no intention of becoming a chef."
Little did he know, this sentence struck a nerve with He Zhou, causing him to explode with anger. He said fiercely, "No, you have to be a chef!"
He Jing asked curiously, "Why?"
He Zhou became even more agitated and shouted angrily, "What do you mean 'why'? Why are there so many 'whys'?"
The veins on his forehead bulged, and he looked extremely angry. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "I won't allow you to waste your talent, otherwise..."
“Third Brother,” He Jing interrupted him lightly, her tone full of helplessness, “I am also very talented in other areas.”
If a person wants to do something well, they can do it well if they work hard at it.
Moreover, she herself is quite intelligent, and she achieves twice the results with half the effort compared to the average person.
He Zhou felt as if a needle had been plunged into his chest, and he could hardly breathe: "Shut up!"
He Jing couldn't understand why He Zhou was suddenly so angry. Did it really matter to him whether she was a chef or not?
etc……
He Jing suddenly realized something important, and her feelings became somewhat complicated. She cautiously probed, "Third Brother, you don't mean you want to be my partner, do you?"
It's not uncommon for two chefs to team up; they research cooking together, attend competitions together, and some even get married as a result.
He Zhou kept saying he hated her more and more, but in reality, he had already planned to include her in his future career development.
He Zhou seemed to have been struck by lightning for a moment, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes. Then he quickly recovered and shouted even louder, "I think you're dreaming!"
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