Huang Cheng stirred the rice mixed with chicken soup, scooped it up with a spoon, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet chicken soup is paired with the fragrance of rice, and two unique flavors are mixed together to completely conquer his taste buds.

The teeth collided with the teeth, and the elasticity of the rice grains stirred up a happy waltz on the tongue. Huang Cheng no longer paid attention to gentlemen, so he picked up a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The expression of joy slowly disappeared, and a touch of sadness spread in my eyes.

"Mr. Huang, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Yangfang asked softly.

Qiao Zhi was also shocked. Could it be that there was a problem with the food? It shouldn’t be!

Huang Cheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with emotion: "This meal reminds me of the chicken soup made by my mother. When I was a child, I was generally poor, and it was not easy to eat pork, let alone chicken? I like to eat chicken soup and braised fish made by my mother the most. In addition to me, there are two younger brothers and a sister in the family. My mother always distributes the chicken legs to me and lets her and her father eat them, and always says she has eaten them. Although we children are young, they are particularly good at eating them. A pot of chicken soup is often eaten clean..."

"I feel sorry for my parents in the world. Mr. Huang, you have achieved success and fame now and are fully capable of repaying the two old men." Zhong Yangfang comforted.

Qiao Zhi sighed beside him that Zhong Yangfang's emotional intelligence suddenly decreased, and Huang Cheng's parents must have passed away. Otherwise, how could he be so sad?

Huang Cheng was sad, "My father left early, and my mother also died of illness the previous year."

If a son wants to support his parents but his parents are not here, it is a great regret in life.

"Ah, what a pity." Zhong Yangfang said in surprise.

Qiao Zhi whispered beside him: "Mr. Huang, since chicken soup has the taste of a mother, why not wait for you to make an appointment and invite your brothers and sisters to visit me. I will make Nongfu Spring Chicken Soup for you again, how about it?"

Huang Cheng's eyes lit up and he thought, "Yes, I haven't been with them for several years. Your proposal is very good. It's better to choose a date than a day, so what's the day tomorrow?"

Qiao Zhi thought to himself that Huang Cheng was too anxious. He smiled awkwardly and shook his head to explain, "We will officially open to the public on the 15th of this month, otherwise it will be scheduled for that day. You have also seen the situation outside and have not been cleaned up yet."

Xu Hexiang laughed and helped, "When I came in just now, Mr. Huang and producer Zhong had concerns, and felt that the level of eating here was not high enough. I want me to see, Mr. Huang invites your family to dinner, so it's better to wait until the decoration here is done."

Huang Cheng smiled awkwardly at Zhong Yangfang, "Okay, then it's scheduled to open the business day, so that he can also support Boss Qiao."

"Mr. Huang should call me Xiao Qiao." George said modestly.

Zhong Yangfang smiled and said, "I also want to book a table, and then invite friends or family to taste Xiao Qiao's craftsmanship."

Huang Cheng and Zhong Yangfang are both experienced people in the society, and they have such great eyesight.

With this chicken soup, Qiao Zhi can gain a foothold in the catering industry.

Even Huang Chengdu was impulsive and partnered with Qiao Zhi to open a restaurant with a higher level and positioning. As long as it was properly promoted, it would definitely make a name for itself.

Qiao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. He originally planned to use this dish to completely conquer Xu Hexiang and ask him to bring more customers to support him when he opened his business.

Unexpectedly, Huang Cheng and Zhong Yangfang both praised this dish and indirectly achieved their wish.

Huang Cheng called the secretary in front of Qiao Zhi and asked him to mark the family dinner on the itinerary, and arranged for the secretary to pay a deposit to Qiao Zhi.

Of course, Qiao Zhi would not receive a deposit with Huang Cheng, and there was no discussion on the standard and price of dining that day.

When getting along with people like Huang Cheng, you must have feelings. If money is involved, it will be too vulgar.

Ding Chan observed Qiao Zhi chatting with the guests. Although he was young and seemed to be all the big names with status on the other side, Qiao Zhi was not at all stage frightened, and could talk about any topic.

She felt less worried. Qiao Zhi was indeed not a fool who was talking big. He had his own ideas when making any decision and was particularly planned.

"Do you use mountain spring water when you stew chicken soup?" Xu Hexiang is worthy of being a gourmet, and he asked the key point in one sentence.

"Yes, the springs of Xuanwu Mountain." Qiao Zhi gave Xu Hexiang a thumbs up, "I'm convinced."

Ding Chan subconsciously glanced at the direction of the kitchen. The water that Qiao Zhi poured into the sand pot was poured out of a jar. Unexpectedly, there was still this mystery.

Xu Hexiang said strangely: "As far as I know, several springs in Xuanwu Mountain have better water quality, which are all forbidden areas and are not accessible to ordinary people."

"If you want to cook food that others cannot make, of course you have to pay the price." Qiao Zhi smiled.

In order to get those cans of springs with excellent water quality, he suffered a lot. He endured the pain in his abdomen and entered the restricted area from the mountain trail. It took him seven or eight hours to succeed.

He knew that if he wanted to impress a top gourmet such as Xu Hexiang, he had to work hard on details.

The chef and the foodie fight wits and courage are fully revealed in this seemingly simple chicken soup.

Xu Hexiang felt Qiao Zhi's sincerity and recognized his dedication to food.

Xu Hexiang took a few more sips of the soup and touched his chin and pondered for a long time.

It looks like a chicken soup on the surface, but there is a lot of effort in it. In addition to the water quality, there is also a special smell in the soup. It cannot be distinguished by his experience. It should be Qiao Zhi's exclusive secret recipe.

"You have some stomach, I have to cook a few side dishes, so don't be able to eat it at that time." Qiao Zhi smiled at everyone and walked towards the kitchen. Not long after, the sound of ignition oil bursting out in the kitchen, and the smell of greedy dishes that seemed to be there and not be, and it was tempting to attract people.

Qiao Zhi put a few stir-fries on the table. Although they were all home-cooked dishes, the taste was not as good as Nongfu Spring Chicken Soup, but it was enough for a few people to eat it happily.

Huang Cheng and Zhong Yangfang couldn't help but eat two more bowls of rice.

Huang Cheng patted his round belly and smiled, "I haven't eaten so much for a long time."

Zhong Yangfang burped and said self-deprecatingly: "Most of the time I am full of beer, white wine, and foreign wine, and I almost forgot what it feels like to be bursting with rice."

Seeing that Huang Cheng was preparing to take the initiative to prepare food, Xu Hexiang stopped him and said with a smile: "Although the food is delicious, you should not overeat. Eating too much will hurt your body."

Huang Cheng rolled his eyes at Xu Hexiang and said angrily: "I don't know your bad intentions yet. I want me to leave a memory. Well, I'll keep it for a few more bowls of rice next time."

Zhong Yangfang smiled and said, "I was convinced that I lost. I will take a shower, drink tea, and play golf later. I will pack all one time."

Huang Cheng took the initiative to invite Qiao Zhi, "Do you have time for Xiao Qiao?"

Qiao Zhi put down the chopsticks in his hand and quickly refused, "I still have a lot of things to deal with before I open the business, so I won't go with you."

Xu Hexiang glanced at Huang Cheng and Qiao Zhi indifferently, thinking that Qiao Zhi has a good affinity. Huang Cheng was able to invite him to participate in a private event, which shows that he accepted Qiao Zhi in his heart, which was related to Qiao Zhi's making touching food.

Qiao Zhi called the three of them to leave and returned to the kitchen. Ding Chan was washing dishes. Although she was slow in doing things, she handled things meticulously and wiped the dishes exactly like brand new.

After finishing everything, Ding Chan was about to leave and went to the hospital to visit her mother.

Qiao Zhi called her and handed her one thousand yuan in cash, "I will pay you in advance beforehand, and it will be deducted when the salary is paid."

Ding Chan hesitated, lowered her head and said stubbornly: "I still have some money."

"Hold it. People should learn to use all their resources in desperate situations to quickly get out of the quagmire. When self-esteem falls into the abyss, it is worthless." Qiao Zhi puts the money on the table and leaves decisively.

Ding Chan was silent for a few seconds and put the money carefully into her wallet.

She is Qiao Zhi's employee, and the advance salary seems to be reasonable.

There are two reasons why Qiao Zhi is so good to Ding Chan.

The most important reason is of course that Ding Chan is very beautiful and is the school beauty of the vocational and technical college. If she wants to be an internet celebrity canteen, in addition to delicious food, she also has to add elements worthy of hype and publicity.

Now that short videos want to make a person famous, women are obviously faster than men.

To put it more realistically, if Ding Chan looked very ordinary, Qiao Zhi would not have invested so much money in her.

Another reason is that Qiao Zhi and Ding Chan have been together for so long, he can feel Ding Chan's inner tenacity and feel the same kind of sympathy.

Deep down, Qiao Zhi hopes that someone can help him financially and spiritually.

He thought of becoming Ding Chan's pillar and helping her through the most difficult time.

The effect of Nongfu Spring Chicken Soup is good, making Xu Hexiang completely recognize his cooking skills, and also brought two potential customers on the day of opening, but he was only one step away from his plan.

He will build the canteen into a restaurant with a monthly turnover of over one million within three months. Otherwise, according to the contract, Tao Nanfang will be qualified to regain the management rights of the canteen.

Huang Cheng, Xu Hexiang, and Zhong Yang were all out.

Two lie in the bathtub covering their faces with towels and taking a bath. One lies on the leather bed to enjoy the scrubbing master wiping his back.

"I have an idea to open a restaurant with Xiao Qiao. The canteen he set up is too petty. With his cooking skills, he can open a star-rated restaurant. Otherwise, Teacher Xu, please help me with the thread?" Huang Cheng narrowed his eyes, teased the hot water on his body with a towel, and said relaxedly.

Xu Hexiang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Huang, this matter is probably not going to happen."

Huang Cheng frowned and said, "I give him 50% of his shareholding. He doesn't have to pay a penny and is fully responsible for management and operation. I will never interfere. Will he refuse?"

Xu Hexiang sighed, "If you know who his mother-in-law is, you may know the difficulty."

"Who?" Huang Cheng's Bagua suddenly felt his heart and sat in the bathtub.

"Tao Nanfang." Xu Hexiang said with a smile.

"It turned out to be the tigress, pretend I didn't say it."

"Aren't you invited Tao Nanfang to Qiongjin this time?"

Huang Cheng buried his face directly into the water, and it took a while to float slowly to the surface. He put a few hair on his forehead, which looked ridiculous. "Tao Nanfang is really foresighted. After finding such a capable son-in-law, the Tao family's catering group will not have any problems for at least twenty years..."

He suddenly looked forward to the meeting between the four families of Cao, King and Huang and Tao!
Chapter completed!