Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 79: Unexpected Effect, Guest Invitation

Guizhou, the recording location of Chinese Restaurant.

At 12:06, the chirping of cicadas along the Li River suddenly became louder.

Zhou Ye's wrist, which was holding the spatula, was shaking slightly. The constant shouts of "waiter" from the front hall and the four woks boiling simultaneously in the kitchen formed a double attack.

"It's strange, why are there so many guests today!"

She couldn't help but mutter under her breath.

In a panic, she just poured a few pieces of burnt sweet and sour pork ribs into the trash can, turned around and bumped into an embrace with a familiar smell.

"Don't worry, go out and entertain the guests, and leave this to me."

Jiang Qing placed a cup of iced sour plum soup on her sweaty forehead, and his other hand had already taken the spatula that she had clenched until it turned white.

Zhou Ye stared at his profile in a daze, then suddenly smiled and nodded heavily with a grin.

"Yeah! Chef Jiang!"

Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows and chuckled at her, then began to enter concentration mode.

He didn't expect that the person he was visiting would be the chef, but he couldn't sit still and watch the girl busy herself all day long.

Moreover, this girl is so unruly in her actions that it makes people anxious.

The key problem is that it's not just her, everyone else is more or less the same, and none of them has actually been in the kitchen.

On the way here, he asked Thirteen to sort out some information about the program for him, and only then did he know that there was no head chef for this season's recording. They just went to each place and learned a few dishes from local famous chefs, and then combined them with the dishes they already knew, and then started business. It was quite casual.

I guess if it weren't for their fame, few people would come here.

When Yao Anna rushed in holding a tablet, she saw Jiang Qing unbuttoning the second button of his shirt with one hand.

He rolled up his sleeves with a smooth motion, revealing the taut muscles of his forearms faintly visible in the heat mist.

"Two servings of squirrel fish and three servings of tangerine peel duck. Brother Xiao Ming, please help me heat the wok."

Huang Xiaoming stood there with the colander in his hand, not coming to his senses until Ning Jing poked him in the back.

At the moment when the oil popped, Jiang Qing's knife tip had already split open the back of the mandarin fish. The silver blade moved along the fish bones like a calligrapher's brush. With the slight shaking of his wrist, the fine needles fell into the porcelain plate.

When Yao Anna counted to the seventh flash of the knife, the whole fish had blossomed into a blooming peony on the plate.

"It's overcooked."

Jiang Qing glanced at Zhou Ye beside her and suddenly spoke, startling her so much that she retracted her hand that was about to turn over the scallion-fried sea cucumber.

He reached out and held her fingertips to move the iron pot away from the stove. The action was more natural than drinking water.

"The sea cucumbers need to be simmered in a 70% hot casserole until the juice is reduced, remember?"

Tan Jianci was so engrossed in watching the scene while clinging to the door frame that he forgot to take a breath until Gong Jun stuffed a split cucumber into his mouth.

Ning Jing's hands were shaking as she held up the phone to record the video. In the camera, Jiang Qing looked after three woks at the same time, just like a martial arts master dancing gracefully on a plum blossom pile.

When the amber sauce of the tangerine peel duck was poured onto the celadon plate, there were sudden exclamations from the front hall. Some sharp-eyed diners noticed that each piece of duck meat was carved with a miniature osmanthus pattern.

"Teacher Jiang's knife skills can be applied for intangible cultural heritage, right?"

Huang Xiaoming looked at the crooked ginger shreds he had cut and smiled bitterly. It was obvious that he had worked hard to learn it for a long time.

In the mist rising from the steamer, Jiang Qing was putting carrots into the seafood porridge.

"I watched someone chop cucumbers for three days in Taohuawu. I had to learn a few tricks from him."

Zhou Ye's ears suddenly turned red. The way she tied the apron around her waist was still the sailor knot that Jiang Qing taught her during the rainstorm in Taohuawu that day.

As the old duck soup in the casserole was bubbling, Jiang Qing suddenly tapped the back of her hand with a spoon.

"Try it. Is there any improvement compared to Taohuawu?"

The sweat on his forehead gleamed slightly under the light, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Ye glanced at the soup spoon, but did not taste it directly. Instead, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, then lowered his head and took a sip of the old duck soup in the spoon.

Jiang Qing watched her movements the whole time without saying a word, but the downward curve of his eyes became deeper.

"Mmm! Delicious!"

As if to increase his credibility, Zhou Ye gave him a thumbs-up with both hands, his pretty face full of amazement.

Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile when he saw her cute and supportive look. Her reaction was quite exaggerated, just like the Cooking Master Boy.

"God Jiang, you are too amazing!"

“I’d call him the tech genius who’s the best at cooking!”

"It turns out the difference between us and geniuses is that they are not only strong in their professional fields, but also in their daily lives!"

"Dr. Jiang, please join us as a regular guest! We need you!"

“I agree!!!”

At this time, Gong Jun and others came forward and formed a group of praisers.

Although it was part of the show's effect, the surprise in their hearts could not be faked.

Which tech company boss has this kind of skill?

Hearing is not as good as seeing. This time they are really convinced!

In the RV outside the restaurant, the director team was collectively petrified as they watched the images on the kitchen surveillance screen.

The carefully designed "kitchen chaos" script they had specially designed to distribute flyers was now being rewritten into a symphonic culinary feast by the sudden arrival of the River God.

but……

The effect seems good!
The director folded his hands over his chest and stroked his chin, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter as he watched the picture on the screen.

With this Mr. Jiang here, at least the ratings for this segment will definitely not be bad.

Look at Taohuawu, isn’t it being led by this River God to soar?

At 1:23, when the last table of guests paid their bill and left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If Jiang Qing hadn't helped today, they wouldn't know how long they would have been busy.

"Please help me clean up the mess, everyone. I'm going to go out for a walk. They say Guizhou's scenery is the best in the world. This is my first time here, and I want to see it all."

Jiang Qing wiped his hands as he walked out of the kitchen and looked around at everyone with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, you've worked hard today. This is what we should do."

"But Mr. Jiang, don't you want to have lunch together before going out?"

Huang Xiaoming walked forward with a grateful look on his face and asked with a puzzled expression.

He also didn't expect that the famous President Jiang would be so down-to-earth.

Seeing Huang Xiaoming speak, Ning Jing and others also chimed in. Zhou Ye quietly walked forward, his clear eyes showing concern.

"It's not hard. With so many people helping, it's actually not bad."

"No, I don't need it. I ate late in the morning, and I don't have much of an appetite after cooking. Let's do it together in the evening."

Jiang Qing smiled and declined him politely, and while talking she had already walked to the door of the restaurant.

Huang Xiaoming glanced at Zhou Ye and his eyes rolled around.

"Then, don't worry about cleaning up, Ono. Just leave it to us."

He looked at Zhou Ye with a serious expression.

"Mr. Jiang came all the way here and helped us deal with such a busy lunch, so we have to show our appreciation."

"Xiao Ye, you don't have to do anything this afternoon. Just go and guide Mr. Jiang on behalf of all the staff in our Chinese restaurant."

"Do you have any opinions?"

Huang Xiaoming said the last sentence while looking at Ning Jing and others.

Naturally, they had no objections, so Zhou Ye became the elected representative of the Chinese restaurant in the blink of an eye and accompanied Jiang Qing on the tour as a guide.

"In that case, thank you Tour Guide Zhou for your help."

Jiang Qing looked at the girl who was pushed forward by Yao An and joked.

"Follow me, or I'll sell you out."

Zhou Ye gave him a coquettish roll of the eyes and walked out of the restaurant first.

When he passed by Jiang Qing, he saw that the area from her ears to her neck had turned red.

He smiled silently, waved to Huang Xiaoming and the others, and quickened his pace to catch up.

"It's great to be young!"

Ning Jing looked at the two people leaving with a look of regret.

"Being young doesn't guarantee you'll meet the right person!"

Huang Xiaoming continued with a smile.

"That's true."

Ning Jing nodded in agreement.

Yao An and the others exchanged glances with each other, their eyes full of gossip expressions.

It’s really interesting to watch other people fall in love!
At 3:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Qing and his companion arrived at the Li River.

When Zhou Ye stepped onto the bamboo raft, Jiang Qing was bending over to untie the rope.

"Sit tight."

The bamboo pole created ripples on the water, and Jiang Qing's movement of paddling the raft reminded the director of the curve of his wrist when he was flipping the spoon.

Twelve cormorants suddenly flew over the water. Zhou Ye pretended to fall backwards, frightening Jiang Qing so much that he quickly stopped and went to help her. However, when he was about to touch her shoulder, he found that the girl had stopped and was making faces at him.

"Guide Zhou, do you want to feel the warmth of the Li River?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and threatened fiercely.

"I won't dare to do that anymore! I know I'm wrong~"

Zhou Ye cooperated by making the same gesture as the lucky cat, blinking his big watery eyes and speaking pitifully.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Qing's composure instantly failed, and he turned his head away with a helpless smile.

Zhou Ye stared at his back with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smug expression.

On another bamboo raft, the teacher who was in her forties and was filming the video couldn't help but grin and reveal her auntie smile when she saw this.

The bamboo raft continued to move forward, and the green peaks on both sides were blurred like ink in the mist. Jiang Qing suddenly pointed at the stalactites hanging upside down on the water surface.

"Xiao Ye, does that look like the burnt sugar cookies you fried at noon?"

"Jiang Qing!"

Zhou Ye immediately scooped up water and splashed it on him in embarrassment. In the splash, he could vaguely see their crushed reflections.

Half an hour later, they stopped under a clump of bamboo.

Jiang Qing reached out, plucked a bamboo leaf, and blew out the tune of "Jasmine Flower." When he startled the egrets, Zhou Ye stared at him with strange eyes.

She found that Jiang Qing seemed to know a lot of things and could always give people surprises inadvertently.

The filming boat suddenly approached, and she quickly lowered her head and pretended to be calm while adjusting her sun sleeves.

Without even looking, she knew that her expression just now must have been that of a nymphomaniac.

Jiang Qing suddenly grabbed Zhou Ye's left hand which was on the edge of the raft and lifted her up.

"Last time I told you to teach you how to skip stones."

His palm completely covered her smooth little hand, and he swung her outward with force. The pebble scraped against the water surface and flew out seven times in a row. Zhou Ye's eyes widened instantly, and his exclamation echoed in the mountains.

"Jiang Qing, how come you know everything?"

"Yeah... I learned it on purpose."

Jiang Qing smiled and took out a green olive and put it into her mouth. The moment the sour taste exploded on the tip of her tongue, Zhou Ye suddenly understood the ripples of the Li River flashing in his eyes.

Amid the rustling sound of fishermen pulling in their nets on the opposite bank, the reflections of the two people were stretched out by the setting sun, like two bamboos connected by their roots, blooming winding flowers on the shallows.

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At the same time, Huang Xiaoming, who was preparing food, received a call from director Han Han.

"Brother Xiao Ming, I've been waiting for you. When can you come over? I've already finished filming my main scenes."

Listening to the voice coming from the phone, Huang Xiaoming rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

If he had known that the Chinese restaurant schedule was so tight, he should not have agreed to Han Han's guest appearance.

"Director Han, I..."

The voice paused, and a figure suddenly flashed through Huang Xiaoming's mind.

"I can't leave right now, but I happen to have a more suitable candidate here. How about I ask him for you?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the questioning voice coming from the phone, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a wicked smile familiar to many viewers.

(End of this chapter)