My Fabulous Landlord Wife

Chapter 34 I'm going to make a big move!

Chen Yang sent Sister Pan downstairs and went back. Regarding Jin Guangming's death, there were surveillance videos on the road. He died in a car accident himself, so he couldn't blame others.

After returning home, she found Jiang Xueqing sitting on the sofa and sighing, full of melancholy.

"Xueqing, what's wrong with you, is there something uncomfortable?"

Chen Yang imitated the TV series, and reached out to touch her forehead, her delicate and pretty face was slippery.

"It's not because of the hotel..."

Jiang Xueqing pushed his hand away, glanced at Chen Yang, stopped and said, "Forget it, I don't understand if I tell you, I'll figure it out myself!"

When in the hotel, he might even have a heart-to-heart talk with secretary Miao Xiaoyan. At home, my sister is still young, and there is no one to talk to.

"Xueqing, tell me, if you don't tell me how you know I can't help it, believe me, I will support you one day, take care of you, and prevent you from getting hurt." Chen Yang said, sitting slowly Go to Jiang Xueqing's side.

Looking at Chen Yang's affectionate eyes and warm words, Jiang Xueqing was very moved when someone said that when she was tired.

In Jiang Xueqing's mind, Chen Yang has always been a cynical and hooligan image. At this time, Chen Yang's eyes are gentle and watery, which makes her unconsciously intoxicated. took her hand.

Jiang Xueqing hurriedly pulled her hand back, her face was burning, she lowered her head, not daring to meet the other party's eyes.

"As long as I take good care of her, especially when I'm tired, and comfort her hurt little heart, let her develop a sense of dependence on me and make her fall in love with her, it's only a matter of time before I take down the proprietress."

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth curled up slightly, planning perfectly in his heart.

Facing Chen Yangqiong's persistent questioning, Jiang Xueqing finally confided in her heart and said it out.

It turned out that Jiang Xueqing's head chef of the hotel had been beaten. He was beaten sooner or later, but he was beaten before the chef competition. Now he is lying in the hospital and will take at least a month to recover.

"Hmph, Bishuiwan Hotel must have messed it up this time, and they hired the little bastard!" Jiang Xueqing said bitterly.

"Clear Water Bay?"

"Yes, it's them. We are No.1 in the chef competition every year. They know that they are not our opponents, so they use this kind of dirty trick. A few days ago, they sent someone to ask me quietly, wanting to give us money To quit a race!"

"The chef is injured, just find another one."

Jiang Xueqing glared at Chen Yang, and said displeasedly: "Our head chef is a super chef, do you think it's enough to be able to cook? Then everyone in the street can participate in the competition."

Jiang Xueqing rubbed her forehead, exhausted physically and mentally, because of this matter, she didn't eat any meals today.

"We don't have any other chefs participating?" Chen Yang's heart was ready to move.

"Yes, but their skills are not as good as the head chef's. Besides, Bishuiwan Hotel is also a star chef with certain skills. We are definitely hopeless this time. It's better not to embarrass ourselves, alas..."

Just when Jiang Xueqing was disheartened and was about to abandon the game, Chen Yang sat up from the sofa, stood solemnly in front of Jiang Xueqing, straightened his clothes, put on a pose he thought was cool, and gave a dry cough.

"Xueqing, I have a secret that I have been hiding for a long time. In fact, I am an international chef, and my family has been cooking masters for generations. It is not a big problem for me to compete for the first place in the competition."

"you?"

Jiang Xueqing was overjoyed and looked at him in disbelief. A little hope was ignited in her heart, but it was immediately extinguished. She retorted, "Didn't you tell me before that you are an orphan? Why are your family members still masters for generations?"

"Ha, Xueqing, don't worry about these details, I mean I really know how to cook."

Chen Yang was embarrassed, he slipped his mouth just now.

In the past, when I was abroad, I caught any wild things outside and cooked them, and added some wild vegetables, which tasted delicious.At that time, I had just joined the team, I was young, and others were eager to teach Chen Yang how to cook, only to find out later that it was a conspiracy!

After Chen Yang learned it and cooked it deliciously, the leader directly gave Chen Yang the task of cooking, and became a veritable logistics captain.

Jiang Xueqing still shook her head, Chen Yang was only in his early twenties, and those star chefs usually cooked dishes for decades, with seasoned experience, how could Chen Yang compare with others?
Jiang Xueqing smiled wryly, and said: "I know you are kind, don't be joking, I will try it with someone else tomorrow."

"Aspirations do not lie in young age, Xueqing, why don't you believe me? The waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and the future of the motherland is in the hands of young people."

Chen Yang was very speechless, he wanted to kill the thief, but he was powerless, so sad and painful.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, you go to wash and sleep."

Jiang Xueqing perfunctorily pushed Chen Yang away.

Chen Yang knew that Jiang Xueqing didn't take herself seriously at all, and it seemed that it would be difficult to conquer her without showing her skills.

The next day, Jiang Xueqing left early. Today, she is going to visit some famous chefs in Shanbei City. It would be great if someone is willing to help.

Chen Yang went to take a taxi as usual. He said he was running, but he was actually looking for a place to play cards with Luo San and the others.

Seeing Chen Yang coming, Luo San hurried over and grabbed Chen Yang's hand: "Brother Chen, I killed someone last night!"

"Kill who."

"Jin Guangming! If I hadn't chased him, he wouldn't have died at all."

What did Chen Yang think? He was the one who killed himself, and no one else was responsible.

Last night in the big private room of the nightclub, Chen Yang was knocked down by dozens of strong men weighing more than 200 kilograms. Those strong men were different from Luo San's gangsters. In the eyes of super idols.

There was nothing to do during the day, and he didn't do much work. Except for the beauties, Chen Yang barely made a few orders, and he kept thinking about the chef competition.

In the evening, Chen Yang went home early, and he was going to give Jiang Xueqing a hand tonight to increase his goodwill.

When I came to the kitchen, there was nothing to eat at home, only a bag of flour was found.

Soon Chen Yang had an idea. When he was abroad, Chen Yang, as the logistics captain, often made noodles when he was lazy. This was simple and easy.

As soon as he said it, Chen Yang washed his hands and started kneading the noodles, stretching the gluten, so that the noodles were even in thickness, and finally out of the pan, put some sesame oil chopped green onion, coriander meat slices, etc., and the fragrance came out.

Chen Yang ordered a few bowls, looked at the color and aroma, and nodded with satisfaction, showing that the craftsmanship was not lost.

This Saturday, Jiang Yaoyao school didn't make up classes, so they came back early, and when they entered the door, they could smell a tangy aroma.

She was originally a foodie, her saliva was drooling, and she ran to the kitchen without taking off her shoes when entering the door, "Sister, did you have an epiphany when cooking, the smell is so good today!"

(End of this chapter)