After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 141 Divorced Friendship
Si Zhe forced his way in between Nan Song and Fu Yu. Hou stood beside Nan Song, waiting for her instructions.

Fu Yu turned around slightly and looked at his boss Zhe's pert ass: "..."

Where did this naughty kid come from?
Why are you so ignorant?

Nan Song picked up a chopstick and chewed the dried shredded silk with a light expression.

Si Zhe couldn't help but feel a little nervous and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

Nan Song didn't say yes or no, he just picked up the water glass, took a sip, and asked him, "The heat this time is better than the last time. Why?"

It seems like he is asking, but in fact he is taking a test.

Si Zhe said: "I think the salt was put out too early last time."

Nan Song asked again: "Why don't you rush to add salt this time?"

"Because there is ham in the dish, dried shrimps and ham soup are also added, so I put salt in early, which makes it easy to get salty. And I think the soup is a bit silly without color, so I added a little dark soy sauce."

As soon as Si Zhe finished speaking, Fu Yu couldn't help but said: "That's right, I said the soup looks so thick. When you add dark soy sauce, it turns into a yellow color, which is called yellow in cooking. Yellow roast."

After he finished showing off, he leaned back and asked for Nan Song's opinion like a kindergarten kid asking for praise.

"Songsong, am I right?"

This man is annoying.

Si Zhe moved his feet calmly and blocked Fu Yu firmly.

Fu Yu: "..."

Did this kid do it on purpose?
Nan Song ignored Fu Yu, picked up the chopsticks, took another taste, swallowed and then said to Si Zhe: "The earlier the salt is put in, the easier it will be for the dried silk to not be cooked. This time it is just right, there is improvement."

Si Zhe smiled brightly, "It's all my sister who taught me well."

Nan Song smiled and then said with a straight face, "Don't be impatient, are these shrimps boiled in water?"

Si Zhe's heart tightened, "Yes, yes."

"Remember, when it comes to boiled shrimps, don't touch them. They'll fall off as soon as they are stirred."

When Nan Song lectured, he was still very majestic. Even Ding Mingyang, a state banquet master-level chef, was afraid, let alone the fledgling Si Zhe. He responded "Yes" in a dignified manner.

Then he added, "I remember, sister."

Good kids always get hurt.

Nan Song gave him another reminder, "When boiling the dried silk, you must pay attention to the process of blanching the dried silk. After blanching it twice, be sure not to use water to control it. The moment it is dry, it will stick to each other." Together."

She picked up the dried silk with her chopsticks and taught him carefully, "Look at this dry silk, what is meant by 'fish cannot live without water, and water cannot live without fish'. No matter it is blanched or blanched, it has never left the water."

Si Zhe nodded like garlic.

"The reason why Huaiyang cuisine is difficult to cook is that when you drink the soup, the taste is a bit strong, but when you eat this dish, you feel it is quite suitable and has flavor. So you have to dare to add salt and use ingredients."

Nan Song passed the dish over for everyone to taste together, and told Si Zhe: "I will come over tomorrow night, and you can make this dish again for me to eat."

Si Zhe responded without hesitation, "Okay."

Everyone at the table was stunned. How could a mere dish have so much attention to detail?

They felt that the previous dish was delicious enough, it was simply a delicacy on earth, so what else could they find fault with?
However, when they mentioned the chopsticks and tasted the boiled dried shredded dish for the second time, they felt that it seemed to be more delicious than the previous one, but they couldn't tell which part was more delicious.

The only master chef at the table who could explain why he came here was sitting on his seat with a livid face, facing Si Zhe's unmoved back, his nose almost crooked with anger.

Zhu Ziqing had written an article "Back View" before. At this moment, he felt inspired and wanted to write an article. The title was - "That Boy's Damn Back View"!
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A celebration banquet was enjoyed by both host and guest.

In the end, everyone was drunk, and Fu Yu was surrounded by a group of female designers and jumped on him, taking advantage of him.

He tried hard to keep his innocence and shouted to Nan Song who was walking away: "Songsong, you can't just die without saving me. Take care of these female gangsters in your company, they are about to eat me..."

Nan Song waved his hand without looking back, "Eat hard, you're welcome."

Si Zhe even closed the door thoughtfully.

Fu Yu: "...Oh my god, don't touch me, take your hands away, I'm calling the police..."

The nights in early summer are especially beautiful, with the sky full of stars.

A gust of cold wind blew by. As soon as Nan Song's hand touched her arm, her shoulders felt heavy. Si Zhe put his coat on her body.

Nan Song was startled, glanced at the white sportswear on his body, and then raised his eyes to look at Si Zhe.

Si Zhehui misunderstood and hurriedly explained: "Sister, don't dislike it. This dress has just been washed and it doesn't have the smell of my sweat."

Nan Song lowered his head and smelled it. There was indeed no smell of sweat, only a light scent of soap.

But with such a small movement, Si Zhe felt his chest suddenly shake and his lower abdomen tightened. He turned around hurriedly, "Sister, it's getting late, I'm leaving first!"

He ran so fast as if there were soldiers chasing him behind him.

After running a few hundred meters, the boy suddenly turned back and waved to her, "Sister, good night!"

Nan Song chuckled and raised her hand towards him.

Watching the young man quickly disappear into the dark night like a white lightning.

Nan Song gathered up his white coat, bent down and got into the car, "Let's go."

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North City.

"Still can't find Master Yuxin's contact information?"

On the way back to the mansion, Yu Jinwen held the phone and asked the design director Xu Meng in a deep voice.

Director Xu was also at a loss of skills, and said with a headache: "Mr. Yu, I have searched all the contacts in the circle, and everyone has only heard of Master Yuxin's name but never met him. He is the only one I have seen. My old classmate is also a very principled master. She told me clearly that Master Yuxin does not want to cooperate with our Yu family. So even if she really has Master Yuxin’s contact information, she will not give it to us."

Yu Jinwen's eyes were dark, "Have you ever asked her, does Master Yuxin have any prejudice against my Yu family? Why doesn't he want to cooperate with Yu family?"

"I asked, but she was very strict. At first, she just said that Master Yuxin's schedule was full and she didn't have time, but this was just an excuse. Later, I bet on our friendship for many years and let her admit it. The truth."

Xu Meng was also worried about this and cautiously suggested: "Mr. Yu, I heard that you have a good relationship with Mr. Nan of the Nan Group. How about you try to attack over there?"

Yu Jinwen's face turned dark.

What friendship?Divorced friendship?
Mr. Yu and Master Yuxin had never had any interactions, let alone any disputes. He couldn't figure out why Master Yuxin was so repulsive to Mr. Yu and rejected him so completely.

He thought that the only possibility was that Nan Song was getting in the way.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Jinwen pinched his eyebrows.

He Zhao suggested from the side, "Mr. Yu, how about we directly recruit the design director of Nan's Jewelry?"

(End of this chapter)