In the capital city, in the Qiao family's small courtyard that is so tightly controlled that even a fly can't fly in, Qiao Pingshan is glowing red, holding scissors in the garden, building rose branches that will become more and more prosperous in summer.
At his feet, stood a short little girl, only seven or eight years old, with an unhappy face, and said: "Grandpa, why don't you ask the gardener to change this flower?
It is the most beautiful flower in the yard."
Ugly, the flowers only bloom for a dozen or so days each year and then fade, and they are all covered with thorns, which exploded to the point of stinging last time.”
This little girl is Qiao Dingding, Qiao Pingshan's granddaughter.
Qiao Pingshan smiled more and more kindly: "Ding Ding, these are the flowers that grandpa moved from his hometown.
When grandpa was still very young, these flowers grew in the yard of our Qiao family's hometown.
This is the flower that our Qiao family brought here.
The roots.”
"Forget it, grandpa has a reason no matter what he does."
Qiao Dingding chopped off her little feet and looked up at Qiao Pingshan: "Grandpa, can you promise Dingding one thing?
What a good person in Dingding's class recently.
My friend said that she had a particularly delicious dish last time, which was full of large and small jelly.
Grandpa, please take me to eat it too. " Qiao Pingshan touched Qiao Dingding's face: "Okay, grandpa is in good health now, and he can do anything with Dingding."
Qiao Dingding suddenly laughed: "Grandpa is in good health, Dingding is the happiest."
After washing his hands, Qiao Pingshan asked Qiao Dingding to do his homework.
He then went into the house and rang the bell to call his family's life assistant, a man in his forties who looked very smart and respectful.
"Ding Ding said he wanted to eat a dish full of jelly.
You go out and buy it."
Qiao Pingshan said lightly.
"Mr.
Qiao, I asked Dingding about that dish.
It is sold in a private restaurant.
They don't have a menu.
What dish is served that day depends on the chef's mood.
It is not easy to buy."
The life assistant said lightly.
The assistant has worked in the Qiao family for many years, and Qiao Pingshan certainly understands what he means.
Over the years, Qiao Pingshan has kept a low profile.
No matter what he does secretly, he is very good at what he does on the surface.
He has never allowed his family members to fool around in the name of the Qiao family.
Even now, no one knows that Qiao Dingding is in school.
My own granddaughter.
If Qiao Dingding insists on eating that dish and eats it, the children will not know the importance of it and talk nonsense in school, which will damage Qiao Pingshan's low-key reputation.
Qiao Pingshan showed a faint smile: "Today is different from the past.
Whatever Dingding wants to do in the future, let her do it.
A girl's family cannot always raise her like a boy without making too many demands."
His words sounded plain, but they made waves in the life assistant's heart.
This is another big change coming to the Qiao family.
The life assistant slowly left the door, preparing to do the things Qiao Pingshan asked.
At this time, Zhao Fakai and Jiang Mingming were glaring at Su's Restaurant in Beijing.
In front of them, there was a light blue invitation.
This invitation is an invitation to participate in the China Station of the Global Rookie Chef Selection Competition.
"Brother Kai, am I not dreaming?"
Jiang Mingming pinched his round cheeks and said.
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"Of course I'm not dreaming fast.
Call Master and Boss Su."
Zhao Fakai couldn't stop laughing, and the corners of his mouth were almost split behind his forehead.
They never imagined that one day they would receive an invitation to the Global Rookie Chef Selection Competition.
Although it was from China, it was still a huge event.
Every three years, the Global Culinary Arts Association holds a culinary competition.
Generally speaking, there are three parts, namely the rookie competition, the youth and middle-aged competition, and the formal competition.
If you want to participate in the youth and formal competitions, you must first participate in a rookie competition and obtain a ranking before you can participate in subsequent competitions.
As for the youth competition and the formal competition, the difference is very subtle.
Only chefs recognized by the association can participate in the formal competition.
Some people have just passed the rookie competition and can enter the formal competition in the second competition.
They were all wasted in the youth and middle-aged competitions.
After the age of forty-five, they were no longer qualified to participate in the youth and middle-aged competitions.
But no matter what, I am very proud to be able to participate in the global cooking competition, even if I don’t get a good ranking, because there are so many restaurants and chefs in the world, and only less than 10,000 people can receive invitations every year. one.
Just as Zhao Fakai was holding his mobile phone and making an excited call, the landline phone in the store rang.
Jiang Mingming walked over to pick it up, and a calm male voice said, "Hello, is this Su's Restaurant?
I want to make a reservation for next week."
Jiang Mingming looked at the clock on the wall.
Today is Wednesday, so the acceptance position is correct, but it is not yet 12:30 noon, so he refused: "Sorry, we only start accepting the next one every Wednesday at 12:30 noon."
For reservations for the week, please call back when the time comes.”
The person on the other end of the phone said: "Now make a reservation for me.
Let's book a table for next Monday.
I will call you on time at 12:30.
My surname is Liu.
The names of the people coming to eat in the next few days are registered as Qiao Pingshan, Qiao Xiumin, Zhou Yuxue, Qiao Dingding, I hope you can clear the place."
Listening to the polite voice of the man on the phone, Jiang Mingming felt a little cold.
If he didn't know who Qiao Pingshan was now, he would be stupid.
Not long ago, didn't Miss Su specifically inquire about Qiao Pingshan?
It seemed that Qiao Pingshan wanted to deal with them.
Why did this enemy come to have dinner again now?
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fakai was still talking over there.
Jiang Mingming's face was uncertain.
After waiting for a long time, Zhao Fakai finally put down the phone and Jiang Mingming said: "Brother Kai, come here."
Zhao Fakai had just been praised to the heavens by Bao Ruwen on the phone.
He was feeling proud and asked: "What's wrong, Xiao Mingzi?"
"Brother Kai, let's close the business."
Jiang Mingming said in a serious tone.
Zhao Fakai was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "You kid, what are you thinking about?
I asked Master.
The invitation was given to Su's Restaurant.
The Su family in Xinhai did not receive the invitation, so Master and the others should get it for this competition."
Take the invitation to participate in the competition without us What's going on?
What should we do when the time comes?
Don't tell me, this restaurant is different when it opens in the capital.
No matter how delicious our food is in Xinhai City, we are the best in the area.
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In this capital, we can do it.
It needs to be better, and it will soon be able to enter the eyes of others. " Seeing that Zhao Fakai was still chattering, Jiang Mingming said: "Brother Kai, I don't mean to take the place of the masters in the competition."
He himself also knew that the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon of Su's Restaurant in Xinhai City, with the two of them, really ranked Not in the position, but the problem now is not the competition.
Zhao Fakai looked at Jiang Mingming and said, "What do you mean?"
"I answered the phone just now.
Qiao Pingshan's family wanted to book a seat for next Monday and asked for the venue to be cleared," Jiang Mingming said.
This time Zhao Fakai was also stunned.
Zhao Fakai has no other hobbies.
He just likes to read the news and criticize current affairs.
He is a standard keyboard political party.
He has read a lot of gossip recently.
It is said that Qiao Pingshan seems to be menacing and has been in the limelight recently.
The most important thing is that the Su family seems to have some kind of festival with Qiao Pingshan.
"I'll call and ask Boss Su again."
Zhao Fakai was a little tired.
On the other end, not long after Su Changqing hung up on Zhao Fakai, when he saw him calling again, he smiled and shook his head.
This Zhao Fakai, didn't he just accept an invitation?
As for why he was so excited, he called him one after another.
After answering the phone and listening to what Zhao Fakai said, Su Changqing's face darkened slightly.
He was actually not that clear about what happened before.
Su Ruotong and Zhu Xiaoqi were in charge of everything, so he said, "Call Tongtong and see how she handles it."
Zhao Fakai grunted and called Su Ruotong again.
Over here, Su Ruotong is at Gao Yumei's house, looking at the computer personnel files with Gao Yumei.
Because there are so many donations from New York, and donations from North America are still arriving to this day, it is imperative to open an office in North America.
Now what they want to choose is a few people in charge who are proficient in English and can do things well.
When Su Ruotong's phone rang, Gao Yumei took advantage of the situation and said, "You answer the phone, I'll take a break.
After all, my body is not as good as when I was young.
Watching it for hours will make my eyes sore."
Taking the phone to the side, Su Ruotong listened to Zhao Fakai's explanation of the situation, and her expression gradually became serious.
"You two close the shop first and go back to Xinhai."
Su Ruotong said: "As for the chef rookie competition, since you two accepted the invitation, you two will participate.
You just come back and let your master give you some training. time."
Zhao Fakai never expected that he would hear such an unexpected gain from Su Ruotong in the end.
Overjoyed, he declined politely: "Miss Su, this is not possible.
Whoever competes in Su's Restaurant will not be able to compete with us. " "I say it's your turn, it's your turn."
Su Ruotong said calmly: "Whose credit is his credit.
Don't belittle yourselves.
I think you can do it."
Hearing Su Ruotong's commendation, Zhao Fakai felt even happier than hearing his master's praise, and felt sweet in his heart.
He hung up the phone and told Jiang Mingming about the situation.
Jiang Mingming grinned happily and felt much more at ease.
Soon, at 12:30 noon, the dishes were served to all the guests here.
There was even a table of fast eaters who had finished eating and left.
The landline phone placed at the front desk began to ring continuously.
Jiang Mingming picked up the phone, and sure enough it was the person from Qiao Pingshan's house who called in the morning.
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"Hello, I'm sorry.
Starting next week, our restaurant will be closed.
The specific opening time has not been determined, so we will no longer accept any orders from this week."
Jiang Mingming replied politely, feeling very happy.
This is not the first time they have encountered similar troubles after being in the capital for so long.
Those dignitaries have to clear the place at every turn, reserve tables, or ask them to come to serve.
They were quite excited at first.
After all, they were people from a small place and had never seen such a big world.
But as time passed, he and Zhao Fakai watched with cold eyes, and they also saw some clues.
These people simply treated them as cooks, coming and going at a moment's notice.
They came and went and never remembered them.
What are the names of these unknown people?
Basically, they didn't get any respect for their cooking skills.
This feeling made them uncomfortable.
It was even worse than when they met acquaintances in Xinhai.
When people knew that they were from Su's Restaurant, their eyes would light up and they would respectfully call them master chef.
After replying to the Qiao family, Jiang Mingming put down the phone and felt very peaceful for the first time.
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