There is no one in this world who does not love money.

Standing at the crossroads of time in the 21st century, why should we not ask for money? Friends gather together, children go to school, parents are sick, and my wife buys a mink. Without money, we will not be able to survive.

Zhouzhou is naturally no exception, but a gentleman loves money in a wise way, and he does not want to make all money.

Braised pork is a major category in the kitchen. This is not comparable to an 'innovative' yellow cabbage. From the moment it was brought to this world by Zhouzhou, it was destined to enter the homes of ordinary people sooner or later. It is

A taste in this world should belong to this world.

As a chef, it is right to make money from his craftsmanship, but Zhou Zhou is not shameless enough to take it for himself. Even God does not have this right.

Chef Zhou's stewed dishes can be made more delicious than any other chef, but he should not prohibit others from making all kinds of stewed dishes; not only in the circle of chefs, but in any circle, it is impossible to tolerate such a domineering guy.

If he is really obsessed with money and accepts Su Rou's suggestion and foolishly applies for an invention patent, he will get one hundred thousand dollars, but he will be left with countless infamy. Such a person will never become a famous chef.

The parents in the parallel world are still the parents they are familiar with, but their life trajectories have changed slightly; I am still the mother who loves her son dearly, telling him on the phone every night to pay attention to his health. As long as he is healthy, our family

It’s not for your sake... but Zhou Zhou knows that there is no parent in the world who doesn’t hope that their child will succeed.

How many times had he failed to live up to his parents' ardent hopes in the original world? He couldn't even remember how many times his parents looked bitter when mentioning him in front of relatives and friends.

Since God has given him a chance to live again, he must try his best to make up for his past mistakes; let the parents of this world be proud of having an excellent son, and let them no longer have bitterness on their faces every time they mention him, only endless

of sweetness.

Since God has given me the identity of a chef, let me become a famous chef!

With this in mind, we need to be more careful about ‘capital’ like the Su Group.

Some of the 'capital' money can make a lot of money, but some must be sternly rejected!

If you want to fall in love with "capital", never marry "capital"! The best way to deal with things like "capital" is to always give up.

Su Rou never expected that Zhou Zhou would have a "beginning with chaos and eventually giving up" mentality towards her. She stood blankly on the old platform for a long time without thinking about why she was rejected.

If Lu Meiqi hadn't run to the platform and told her to go back, the beautiful CEO would probably have spent an unforgettable night in this small county town.

"Rourou, is the contract signed? What exactly did you say to Master Zhou? Why did he leave you and get in the car?

Fortunately, I came quickly, otherwise you would have been thrown by the train in this small county town. Look, you are still wearing slippers..."

Lu Meiqi secretly observed Su Rou and found that she looked listless all the way back to the soft sleeper compartment.

What exactly happened between her and Master Zhou at the station?

Did you fall in love with Master Zhou who is good at cooking and a little handsome?

Boldly professing love and then being rejected ruthlessly?

I almost committed suicide by lying on the train, but was pulled back in time by the hands of my Holy Mother?

It felt so uncomfortable all over... Lu Meiqi felt like she was about to melt away from the fire of gossip.

"Rourou, are you sick? Do you want to drink some water?

Let me tell you, the loudspeaker in the carriage just said that today’s dinner is something that people are looking forward to. Guess what?

Roujiamo!

And the beautiful conductor with a nice voice also said that these are the ‘top-quality meat buns’ carefully made by Master Zhou! Are you looking forward to it?”

"He actually rejected me... He refused to accept one hundred thousand dollars? He wasn't even interested in discussing the price..."

Su Rou's expression was very bad. This was the first time she was rejected by someone so decisively and without any room for negotiation in person!

He murmured: "I don't want to eat Roujiamo, it's too boring..."

"You don't understand, this stuff just needs more oil to make it more fragrant."

Lu Meiqi couldn't help but lick her lips: "Forget it, Rourou, isn't it just the authorization of braised pork technology?

Do you, a listed company as big as your Su Group, still care about this?"

"He rejected me... Maybe I did something wrong?"

Su Rou was like a fairy who wandered outside the world and returned to the human world after a long time.

This is the first time she has reflected on herself after being rejected. Perhaps even she herself is not sure that this will be an extremely important change in her life.

...

Chen Yan smiled so sweetly, like a rhododendron that had just opened its stamens.

She didn't know why, but her eyes always fell on Zhou Zhou very fatefully. She could clearly see the scene on the platform just now.

Although I couldn't hear clearly what Zhou Zhou said to Su Rou, I could clearly see Zhou Zhou's decisive departure and Su Rou's disappointed look.

Then this girl's pace became much more brisk, and she walked towards the dining car kitchen like a little sparrow.

On the way, I met Li Dazui, who stayed up late last night to watch the World Cup quarter-finals. He insisted that he looked much better today, which made Li Dazui stand in front of the mirror with panda eyes for a long time.

"Lao Zhou, what are you doing?"

After lunch, Chen Yan found that she had gained half a kilogram again, but now she was as soft as a cloud returning to her hometown. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes seemed to be filled with the entire blue sky, and her voice was so sweet that Zhou Zhou once suspected that she was

Didn't you put the wrong sugar in the freshly shaped and pressed Baiji buns?

"See for yourself."

How can Zhou Zhou have time to deal with this crazy girl like her right now?

The number of meat buns to be prepared for dinner should be at least five hundred. If one box of the oven can produce 100 buns, it would be five boxes. Even if he kneads the dough well enough, he will still need to shape and press each white bun.

It takes some effort.

"Wow! Lao Zhou, you actually use an electric oven to bake Baiji steamed buns. Can this be authentic?"

There is no charcoal stove for baking steamed buns on the green train, so the hundreds of white steamed buns are neatly placed in the electric oven. Chen Yan also loves eating meat buns, and she always feels like using electricity

Oven-baked Baiji buns are not authentic enough.

"What determines whether it is authentic or not depends on the taste; whether it tastes good or not depends on the heat control and the chef's vision. It has nothing to do with the stove used."

As Zhou Zhou spoke, he gently adjusted the knob that controlled the oven's firepower, and the adjustment frequency was very fast.

Between high fire, medium fire, low fire, medium low fire and high medium fire, the duration of stay is also long and short, and the wrist is flexible and changeable like a magician.

"Did you see that? Even using an electric oven can still control civil and military firepower; now that environmental protection policies are being implemented in various places, charcoal stoves are becoming less and less. We can't just cook pancakes, meat buns, and fire without charcoal stoves.

A masterpiece of delicious food, right?”

"What you said makes sense, Lao Zhou..."

Chen Yan nodded repeatedly when she heard this, walked towards Zhou Zhou and stared at him for a while, then exclaimed: "I'm going! Old Zhou, you must be a ghost and not run away!"

I feel like you are not the same person as before, how can you control the firepower so accurately with an electric oven?"

Zhouzhou: "..."

Could this girl be from the Space-Time Management Bureau?
Chapter completed!