"I told you she's amazing. Even Qi Boqian wants to be her apprentice, so how bad can her medical skills be? Besides, with her cooking skills, it's not a loss for us to follow her. Maybe you can go even further. There will be a cooking competition in two years. You can participate then and get back all the honors you lost before." He Tian had a smile on his face. He raised his hand and gently patted Du Can's shoulder.
A light ignited in Du Can's eyes and he nodded heavily.
I had originally lost hope for the future, but at this moment, it seemed as if hope had been rekindled.
Perhaps he can really get back all the honors he once lost with his own hands.
In the capital, inside the Zijing Pavilion, a man who looked to be no more than fifty years old was sitting at the table with a solemn expression. On the table was a dark grey wine jar. Even though the jar had not been opened, a faint aroma of wine was already wafting out.
"You mean, there's a private restaurant in Guangzhou City, and the chef's cooking skills are better than mine? What's more, her ability to make wine is unparalleled in the world?" The man stared at the wine bottle for a long time before speaking coldly.
There was a subtle hint of murderous intent in his cold and sharp eyes.
Sitting opposite the man was an old man in his early sixties with gray hair. If Qin Zijin were here, he would definitely recognize this person. He was the customer named Huang Jingyuan who had dined with He Tian and Xu Qingfeng twice in the restaurant.
Huang Jingyuan is also a state banquet chef, but his cooking skills can only be considered average. He is just very smooth in his daily behavior and has a good relationship with everyone. He seems to have some friendship with everyone, but they are not close friends.
The man opposite Huang Jingyuan is Song Shijun, the most popular figure today and Du Can's mortal enemy.
If Song Shijun had not set up a trap and caused Du Can to lose one of his hands, Song Shijun would not be able to hold on to this position now.
Song Shijun has always been very wary of Du Can, fearing that he would make a comeback one day, so he always arranged people to be around Du Can and others, keeping an eye on them at all times, just in case.
The reason why he didn't kill Du Can, but let him continue to live, was just to see his miserable appearance, which would make him feel happy.
Now that he knew there was someone whose cooking skills were better than his, he naturally wanted to kill him.
Huang Jingyuan didn't notice his murderous intent, but nodded seriously, unable to help but sigh, "I've eaten at her restaurant a few times. It's not a high-end restaurant, but the food is indeed expensive. A simple meal costs dozens of yuan. But once you've eaten there once, you'll never forget it."
"To be honest, I've lived for most of my life, but this is the first time I've eaten such delicious food. After eating it, I just feel that my life in this world is worth it."
Song Shijun's expression became increasingly ugly, and he finally slapped the table.
Huang Jingyuan stopped talking and stared at Song Shijun blankly, his eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement.
Song Shijun realized that he had lost his composure and ordered him to leave in a cold voice, "If there is nothing else, you can go back and rest. I still have things to deal with here."
Although Huang Jingyuan was puzzled, he was afraid of Song Shijun's tactics, so he didn't dare to say much and left obediently.
The jar of monkey wine, which only weighed two taels, was kept and placed on the table.
It exudes a faint aroma of wine.
Song Shijun looked at the jar of wine with a sinister look in his eyes, snorted coldly, and then opened it.
The moment he opened the bottle, he could smell the rich aroma of wine. He immediately felt his mind become much clearer, but his face became even uglier.
This wine is indeed good.
Even Moutai, which has always been regarded as the national liquor, is far from one ten-millionth as good as this wine.
Being able to produce such good wine, it can be seen that the person who was praised to the sky by Huang Jingyuan must be quite capable.
Song Shijun's face was gloomy. He poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and slammed the glass heavily on the table.
The wine glass shattered into pieces. His eyes were filled with venom and his voice was bone-chillingly cold. "Good things like this can only be mine. No one else is worthy of them. Your name is Qin Zijin, right? Haha, everything you have will soon be mine."
After saying this, he stood up, went out and gave some instructions to the people outside, asking them to book a train ticket to Suicheng.
Qin Zijin didn't know that he was being targeted.
Du Can's hand has recovered well.
The splint and plaster were removed in three days, and I was able to do some simple movements.
Business in the store is still good.
The store, which used to be open from Monday to Friday, is now only open three days a week.
Although the customers complained, they had no choice but to accept the boss's unreasonable store rules.
After all, it's better than her not opening the door.
April always passes quickly.
The rainy season seems to be passing soon, and the sun is gradually increasing.
It stopped raining and Qin Zijin's mood improved.
In the morning, she and Tang Can sent the two children to kindergarten. She went home to check on Du Can and Ma's father. After making sure they had recovered well, she gave them a simple massage.
It was not until ten o'clock that we set out for the private restaurant.
As soon as she went out, she saw Su San waiting at the door. When he saw her come out, he didn't say anything, but just followed her silently.
Qin Zijin looked at him curiously, always feeling that this person was very different from before.
"Su San, how are you getting along with Nian Sheng?" Qin Zijin teased Su San.
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