Chapter 27

Fifteen minutes later.

Although Zhang Ye got water all over his body, he soon repaired the faucet and swept the water in the bathroom. He didn't come out until it was thoroughly cleaned.

"Sister Ru, it's all finished. This faucet has been too long. I'll change it all for you when I have time to save water leakage next time."

Zhang Ye said with a smile to Zhou Mengru who was busy in the kitchen.

"Well, well, Ono has worked hard. I'll go to work after breakfast." Zhou Mengru's voice is not big, but it is soft and sweet, especially sweet.

"No, no, I'll be back at work later." Zhang Ye shook his head and was about to go out.

"Don't be polite to me. I'll eat here, or I'll be angry." Zhou Mengru came out of the kitchen with a shovel in her hand and said very strongly.

Zhang Ye had to nod his head, but his nose twitched slightly. He asked doubtfully, "sister Ru, what's the smell?"

"Taste?" Zhou Mengru confused Leng for a while, immediately face slightly changed: "bad, my fried rice paste."

She quickly ran into the kitchen and turned off the fire. Looking at Zhang Ye with a full face of chagrin, she sighed bitterly: "I'm such a useless woman. I can't even cook fried rice with eggs. If the army is still building..."

Her face suddenly became sad, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

Alas!

Zhang Ye sighed, reached for her shovel, but met the cold jade hand.

His heart, inexplicable colic.

"Sister Ru, I'll have dinner in a moment." He said with a smile, and started cooking fried rice with eggs again.

If you want to conquer a woman's heart, you must conquer her stomach first. This old saying is true.

Under the power of Zhang Ye's emperor fried rice, Zhou Mengru's mood finally improved a lot. She not only had a smile on her face, but also was very surprised and praised.

"It smells good, Ono. Your cooking skills are better than last time. If anyone marries you, I don't know how happy they will be."

Zhang Ye grinned bitterly and shook his head: "I'm so poor, but I'm not as powerful and rich as others. Who will marry me?"

"Don't you say that. Who says you can't find a girlfriend? I think you are a rare good man. It's hard to find a lantern." Zhou Mengru laughed and scolded, and knocked his head with chopsticks.

Zhang Ye looked at Zhou Mengru with an air of movement. He felt depressed for a long time, like the flood of breaking the dike.

"Sister, since you speak so well of me, then you can be my girlfriend."

He said half jokingly, grabbing Zhou Mengru's jade hand and staring at her with a smile, his eyes burning like a blazing flame.

"Ah

Zhou Mengru was startled and pulled her hand back. Her pretty face flushed with shame, and her beautiful eyes moved in a panic, just like a deer bumping into her heart.

However, her face soon changed again, with a kind of incomprehensible complexity in her expression, and she forced to smile:

"you are becoming more and more unruly, but I am your sister. Ono, don't think about it. You are an excellent boy. In the future, many girls will like you. Those are your true love. "

Zhou Mengru smiles, but looks a little stiff.

"But..." Zhang Ye has to defend.

"No, but I'm not suitable for you. Don't make such a joke in the future. You go. I'm going to work. " Zhou Mengru's face suddenly cooled down.

"Well, sister Ru, I'll go first." Zhang Ye dejected out of the door, feel his mouth is full of bitterness.

This is the first time in his life that he likes a woman from the bottom of his heart. Even if he didn't like Yue Yao so much, he didn't expect that this love was over before it started.

He knew that sister Ru was a woman with a very hard life. A few years ago, she just graduated from university and married her boyfriend who had been in love for several years.

But on the day of the wedding, an extremely bad serial homicide happened in Nanjiang city. His husband didn't even enter the bridal chamber, so he was directly transferred to investigate the case.

This busy is more than half a month, originally thought to lock the criminals, the case will soon be solved.

But there was a mistake in the arrest. The vicious criminal didn't know where he got a pistol.

Sister Ru's husband died on the spot, and she became a widow in other people, but also a very beautiful widow.

Since then, she has been suffering from all kinds of rumors around her.

Although sister Ru knows how to keep clean and keep away from all pursuers, the dirty water of those who are good at it is still pouring on her, and even the words that her husband was killed by her are spread.

But sister Ru has never argued that she is such a person who has nothing to do with the world and completely blocks herself.

"Maybe a poor person like me, who has no money or power, can't give sister Ru a sense of security." He muttered with self mockery and clenched his fist tightly: "no, I may not be able to do that before, but now that I have the inheritance of cooking and medical skills, I can definitely give sister Ru a better life in the future SureAt 6:30 in the morning, Zhang ye came to the kitchen of Yunhai Hotel on time. He was used to picking up the dishcloth and doing his daily work for two years.

"Oh, chef Zhang, what are you doing. Cleaning up the kitchen is all our chores. You don't want to rob us of our jobs Uncle Ji came to grab the rag and said with a smile.

"Get used to it. Don't be surprised." Zhang Ye said with a smile.

"It's OK, we all understand. But since you are already a three chef, you should have a bit of three chef's airs, or the people below will not accept it. " Uncle Ji kindly reminds me.

Zhang Ye nodded, did not say anything, began to his operating desk for breakfast preparation.

Not long!

White chef also came to see Zhang Ye spirit has entered the working state, very satisfied with the greeting.

And then It's a hard day's work.

Today's Zhang Ye obviously felt that with more internal power, he was more skillful in controlling the emperor's fried rice.

Not only the taste has gone up to a higher level, but also there have been more distinct changes, and the speed has been much faster.

One minute and thirty seconds.

This is the average speed of making an emperor's fried rice today, but even so, the emperor's fried rice is still not available.

With yesterday's good start, more and more people come here today. Almost every guest orders a try.

Zhang Ye is like a rotating robot, constantly stir, tired eyes began to bloom.

After breakfast, Zhang Ye takes a breath. Then he remembers that he promised Mo Yunhai's medicine. He asks chef Bai for leave and takes the elevator to the 18th floor.