Everyone dislikes my farming

Chapter 507 Showdown
Flesh stuck out his tongue and pretended to be cute, "Dad, although his work unit is a bit remote, but his personal ability is superb, you will find out after you try his craft. As for work, let him come to our hotel Just go to work."

"Why, you started to protect him before it happened?" A smile flashed in Wang Zhuohao's eyes, and he couldn't be serious with his daughter, "Then I'll just wait and see if his craftsmanship is as good as you said. "

Before turning around to leave, Wang Zhuohao looked back deliberately, and couldn't help shaking his head, he was as strong as a bear, which was too dangerous for his health.

The pig's trotters in the casserole are gurgling and fragrant, and the sugar color is bright red, which makes people feel particularly appetizing at a glance.

Chef Zhou touched a section of lotus root by hand, and was going to make a glutinous rice and lotus root clip. These are meaty favorites. Although I don’t know why, I started cooking in a daze. I feel that there is no difference between rest and work. When his friend cooks, he is also full of energy.

The back kitchen of the hotel is much larger than the canteen in Phoenix Mountain. The countertops are clean and bright, and the kitchen appliances are more modern. Chef Zhou has been working in the teacher's big kitchen since he was a child. He is not timid when he arrives in a new place. Just do what you want, as for peeking at him, just pretend you didn't look at him.

In the lobby where there were no customers yet, a separate table was opened, and in less than an hour, Chef Zhou brought out six dishes and one soup one after another. Wang Zhuohao watched coldly, thinking to himself, this kid is quite good at pleasing girls, all of them Her niece loves to eat.

"Enough, let him stop busy, come out and sit down too." Wang Zhuohao glanced at his absent-minded daughter, and sent her to call someone.

"Okay Dad, I'll be right back with you."

Chef Zhou's 1.8-meter strong man, especially unmanly, stood stiffly in front of the dining table, standing upright like a soldier who needs to be inspected.

"sit down."

The father-in-law-to-be spoke, and the chef Zhou sat down without saying a word. After a meal, he was already exhausted.

"I asked you to cook for the first time we met, thank you for your hard work." Wang Zhuohao took the lead to pick up the chopsticks, "Let's eat, I will try your cooking too."

"Hey." Chef Zhou responded repeatedly, and Rou Rou winked at him, telling him not to be nervous.

Wang Zhuohao himself is quite thin, but his daughter and daughter-in-law are both quite fat. He loves to eat but can't control his mouth.

Don't look at Wang Zhuohao's serious face, he is also a senior foodie in his heart, he is picky, he looks at the appearance before eating, if the appearance is not good, he doesn't like to eat it, just like buying a cake without shape, he puts it in a box for others The food is the same, no matter how delicious it is, I will lose my appetite.

Coincidentally, Chef Zhou wants to show off today, and the presentation must be delicate and classy. Even the pig’s trotters are set off with pink radishes and carved peonies.

Satisfied, Wang Zhuohao took a piece of iron plate beef with a pleasant face, put it in his mouth, tasted it for a while, and said, "That's right, it's better than Lao Qin's."

Rourou smiled like a flower, and explained to the confused Zhou Chef, "Uncle Qin is the chef who resigned not long ago, and he is an old employee of our family."

"Then why didn't you do it?" Chef Zhou asked intentionally.

Wang Zhuohao lowered his head to eat the vegetables, and Rourou explained, "Uncle Qin has a protruding disc in his waist. The doctor didn't let him stand tired for a long time, so he went home to recuperate."

"That's it." Chef Zhou felt his waist. Chefs are indeed prone to waist injuries and chicken arm strains.

"You have a backache too?" Wang Zhuohao said unexpectedly, and Chef Zhou shook his head in fright, and said loudly, "No, my waist is fine, it doesn't hurt."

"I can hear you, don't need to be so loud." Wang Zhuohao.

Rourou kicked him with his foot under the table, blushing and muttering, "Stupid."

After the embarrassing meal, Wang Zhuohao ate with a round belly and felt comfortable. Looking at Chef Zhou, he was more pleasing to the eye, "Xiao Zhou, since you are friends with Rourou, don't go to work in the village, and come to Zhuo Rou in the future." Howe, the position of chef is reserved for you."

"Thank you dad!" Rourou thanked happily.

Chef Zhou pursed the corners of his lips, before Wang Zhuohao and the others got impatient, he said dryly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I like my current job very much, so I cannot come to your place."

"What do you mean, you don't want to come?"

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing? You promised well, didn't you agree to everything?"

Wang Zhuohao, "Don't talk, Xiao Zhou, tell me, do you have a problem with my daughter or don't like me here?".

"Don't get me wrong, I'm used to being undisciplined, and I'm afraid I can't do high-intensity work, but I have many nephews, all of whom are famous teachers, and they don't have any skills. I can introduce them, of course, if you agree. "Chef Zhou held back for a long time, and finally spoke his mind.

"Fatty, I don't know why you don't like my boss, but she took me in when I was unemployed. I also like the environment of Phoenix Mountain. You may think that I am worthless, but I promise, I will definitely treat you well in the future." Well, I won’t let you suffer.”

Zhou Chef took out a bag from his carry-on bag, took out a stack of red books and handed it over, "This is the real estate and storefront under my name, if you are willing to marry me, you can choose a set that you like to live in. , and the rest can be rented out, although I don’t earn much, but I definitely don’t need you to eat and drink.”

Rourou clenched her fingers tightly. The little girl has never seen such a battle. At this moment, Chef Zhou is shining in her eyes, and what she said just now, and the action of taking out the house book, perfectly fits her mind standard of the other half.

"What do you mean by bringing these here, to show off your wealth?" Wang Zhuohao's face turned cold, "My family has only a slutty daughter, and I haven't let her suffer since she was a child, and I won't in the future. Let alone you have a house, you just don't have one. Our family can afford it too."

"Yes, it may be very abrupt for me to do this, but I want to prove that I really like meat and my current job. I hope you can agree." Chef Zhou gritted his teeth and went all out. If he succeeded, he would have the best of both worlds. .

He did his best!

"Father." Rourou tugged on his sleeve quietly, coquettishly, "Don't make things difficult for Brother Zhou."

Wang Zhuohao glared at her, feeling cold in his heart, the water poured out by the married girl, this is not yet married, the elbows started to turn outward, the old father's heart was even more uncomfortable.

Looking at Chef Zhou now, his nose is neither nose nor eyes, and it doesn't fit anywhere.

"So, you would rather break up with my daughter and go to work in that small place?"

Chef Zhou scratched his hair, and said frankly, "Fenghuang Mountain is quite big, almost a thousand acres, half the size of the county."

Wang Zhuohao was stunned for a moment. In his mind, the best candidate for a son-in-law was the boss of Zhiweixuan. The fat man in front of him actually did not meet his expectations at all.

(End of this chapter)