Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 440 I'm not exaggerating

Lu Ziyi could clearly feel that her stomach had been stretched to its limit.

Just now when he said to the camera that he could show off two bowls of rice, that was just an exaggeration for the effect of the show.

At this moment this exaggerated statement became a fact.

She actually ate two big bowls of rice!
Looking at Xiaolei, her condition isn't much better.

She was seen leaning back in the chair, looking as if she was full.

Then, she suddenly sat up straight, stretched out a hand towards Lu Ziyi, and said anxiously: "Give it to me!"

Lu Ziyi looked puzzled: "What do you want?"

"That Master Su's homepage!"

Xiaolei said this with excitement glittering in her eyes.

"I have decided that after I get paid next week, I will save a sum of money as a fixed expense for hiring Chef Su to come to my house to cook."

"At least twice a week! I really want to eat his cooking every day!"

After hearing this, Lu Ziyi couldn't help but complain: "You are a person who doesn't even go into the kitchen and orders takeout every day, and you don't even have a pot in the kitchen! What are you asking Chef Su to do? Are you asking him to bring his own kitchenware?"

Xiaolei didn't care about Lu Ziyi's doubts at all, and said firmly: "I can buy a complete set of kitchen utensils for Master Su! I will place an order now!"

As she spoke, she couldn't wait to pick up her phone and open the shopping app.

"I still have some money left from this month's salary, never mind, let's buy a pot first!"

Xiaolei mumbled to herself, staring at the screen of her mobile phone, tapping her fingers non-stop.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen kitchen utensils including woks, soup pots, chopping boards, kitchen knives, spatulas, spoons, etc. were instantly added to the shopping cart. It was as if I was moving the entire kitchen home.

Lu Ziyi was speechless when she saw Xiaolei placing orders crazily. She felt that Xiaolei had completely gone crazy.

But after thinking about it carefully, Lu Ziyi had to admit that he actually had similar thoughts deep in his heart.

After all, the food cooked by Master Su is so delicious. If I could really eat his cooking often, life would be so wonderful.

……

on Tuesday.

Xiaohui got up early in the morning and washed.

Today is the moving day that I had agreed with my best friend a long time ago.

It was still raining outside, so Xiaohui took a taxi directly to Qingqing's new home.

The taxi arrived at its destination.

The elevator door opened with a ding. Xiaohui just walked to the door of Room 1802 and heard the voices of the moving company staff talking one after another, mixed with the sound of things being moved.

She pushed open the door and saw the living room filled with labeled cartons and two uniformed movers carrying the things.

"Qingqing, here I come!"

Xiaohui raised her voice and shouted.

Soon, a woman walked out of the bedroom quickly.

This woman was Song Qing, a good friend of Xiaohui who had known each other for many years.

Song Qing was wearing simple home clothes with her hair casually tied behind her head. As soon as she saw Xiaohui, a happy smile immediately appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry to bother you today, Xiaohui."

"What kind of trouble is it? Why do we have to say such polite words between us? Your business is my business!" Xiaohui responded with a smile.

After the two exchanged a few simple pleasantries, Xiaohui began to look around, and soon her eyes were fixed on the direction of the kitchen. Xiaohui walked quickly towards the kitchen, asking as she walked: "How is your kitchen cleaned? Is everything in place?"

Song Qing followed closely behind with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the frosted glass door of the kitchen. With a smug look on his face, he said, "Of course it's all there! I know you're a chef and have high standards for the kitchen, so I specially cleaned up the kitchen first yesterday."

"You can ignore the other rooms for now, but you have to make sure the kitchen is usable. Otherwise, how can you show off your cooking skills?"

The two had already agreed that when they moved to the new home, Xiaohui would be the one cooking and they would have a good time together.

In the kitchen, the brand new stainless steel stove was polished to a shine.

Various pots and pans are neatly placed next to the stove, with a full range of options, from woks to stew pots.

The condiment rack is filled with unopened bottles and jars of soy sauce, vinegar, various spices, etc.

Song Qing stood aside, raised his chin proudly, and said: "The things are very complete, just waiting for you!"

Xiao Hui nodded with satisfaction, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't be cooking tonight. I've invited a professional to come and cook!"

Hearing this, Song Qing's eyes widened, his face full of surprise.

"Hiring someone to cook? You didn't hire a private chef from some big restaurant, did you? That would be so expensive! We're just having a family gathering, so we can just have some home-cooked meals. There's really no need to spend so much money."

Xiao Hui quickly shook her head and explained: "It's not that kind of high-end chef, it's a home cooking service found on the software."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but think of yesterday's shredded pork with green peppers and hand-shredded cabbage.

The rich aroma and perfect taste seem to still linger on the tip of my tongue.

She swallowed subconsciously and said seriously, "I'm telling you, I've definitely found a treasure this time. This guy's cooking is so delicious! It's so delicious that it's totally unjustified!"

Song Qing listened and shook his head with amusement: "Don't you always say that your own cooking is the best? Why are you suddenly praising others so much?"

"I'm not exaggerating. I'm far behind them."

"In front of this master, I feel like a rookie who knows nothing. You haven't tasted his cooking skills. Once you have tasted it, you will know."

Xiaohui touched her nose embarrassedly.

"Do you have to be so exaggerated~"

Song Qing was amused by Xiao Hui's serious look: "Don't you usually cook by yourself? Why did you suddenly have the urge to ask someone to come to your house to cook?"

Xiaohui decided to start from the beginning: "My boyfriend forgot to bring his keys yesterday, so he found a locksmith who was cooking at home."

However, as soon as he started talking, visible confusion appeared on Song Qing's face.

What does it mean to hire a locksmith who comes to your house to cook?
This sounds so weird, so niche and hard to understand.

She subconsciously scratched her ears, wondering if she had heard it wrong.

Xiaohui finished telling the story of how Wang Jiale went to find a locksmith yesterday and unexpectedly had delicious food.

Song Qing's expression suddenly became very strange. He blinked with a hint of surprise and amusement in his eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was trying hard not to laugh out loud.

"So your boyfriend just wanted to find a locksmith, but he ended up having that person cook a meal for him?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "unlocking" and "cooking".

"It's a door-to-door cooking service!"

Xiao Hui quickly corrected him, "Master Su's profile clearly states 'professional locksmith', and he is officially registered."

Just when Xiaohui and Song Qing were chatting enthusiastically, a crisp voice suddenly came from the door: "Sister Qing, I'm here!"

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(End of this chapter)