"This is not OK. If you wait for me for a while, I will cook it soon."

The woman in white said and walked towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Rongyao was about to walk to the hotel gate when he was stopped by the young woman dressed in avant-garde.

"Why don't you let me go?"

Ye Rongyao said unhappily.

Now Ye Rongyao has no confidence in this restaurant and is not going to eat here anymore. He would rather buy a bucket of instant noodles and go back to soak in boiling water than be a "little mouse" here.

"You can doubt my cooking skills, but you can't doubt my sister's cooking skills. My sister has learned cooking skills from my dad since she was a child, and now she is a top-level chef."

The young woman dressed in avant-garde stopped Ye Rongyao and said.

"Extra-level chef?"

Ye Rongyao couldn't help but be stunned.

You should know that every chef who can be rated as a special level has absolutely nothing to say about her cooking skills and must be a well-known figure in various cuisines.

It is difficult for Ye Rongyao to associate the beautiful woman just now with the national special-level chef.

"Why don't you believe it?"

The young woman dressed in avant-garde suddenly became louder when she saw Ye Rongyao doubting her sister's identity.

"That's not, then wait!"

Ye Rongyao thought about it and said.

People should not behave like a person, they should not be swayed by the sea, and they should not be underestimated by every beautiful woman. Perhaps she is really a special chef.

Anyway, it's all like this, and I'm not going to wait for these few minutes.

Even if you give the beautiful woman just now, you should give her face!

About ten minutes later, the beautiful woman in white clothes came out with a large plastic plate, two dishes and a bowl of fried rice on the plate.

The two dishes just now, "fried vegetables" and "scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts".

It seems that the beautiful young woman just now said nothing wrong. There are no dishes in the kitchen, so she can only make these two dishes.

"Please use it slowly!"

The woman in white put the dishes on the dining table and said to Ye Rongyao.

"good!"

Ye Rongyao looked at the dishes of the two dishes and the scent of the dishes, and nodded and said.

The woman in white looks like a special first-class chef. From this dish, we can see the cooking skills of the woman in white.

This fried rice is ordinary egg fried rice. Although the egg fried rice is very ordinary, many people can stir-fry it, but it needs to be fried delicious, smelly and beautiful, which is not something that ordinary chefs can do.

Ye Rongyao can give her eighty-tenths to the plate of fried rice in front of her.

You should know that Ye Rongyao scored the fried rice dish of the woman in white based on her own egg fried rice level. The eighty-tenth is already very high.

"Of course it's good. My sister is a national special chef. Boy, you are lucky. If others want to eat dishes made by my sister, they have to make an appointment in advance. Not everyone can eat dishes made by my sister..."

"Jiaojiao..."

The woman in white whispered.

The young woman dressed in avant-garde style shut her mouth obediently.

Ye Rongyao was hungry now and didn't hesitate anymore. He picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The taste is OK!

After taking a bite of the dish, Ye Rongyao nodded.

This cooking skill is much higher than that of many chefs in restaurants.

No wonder, the avant-garde woman said that if she wanted to eat her sister's food, she had to make an appointment in advance.

Indeed, it is impossible for a woman like this to cook in the kitchen every day.

Soon, Ye Rongyao finished all two dishes and one dish of fried rice.

“It’s so comfortable!”

Ye Rongyao burped and felt refreshed.

It seems that eating is indeed not wrong to humans’ first need.

"How is it? The dishes my sister makes are delicious!"

The young woman dressed in avant-garde looked at Ye Rongyao proudly and said.

"Is that okay, how much?"

Ye Rongyao asked.

"Is that okay?"

When he heard Ye Rongyao's words, the young woman dressed in avant-garde quit and said to Ye Rongyao angrily: "My sister, the special-level chef, personally cooked for you, you just said it's okay, do you still have a conscience?"

"Why is it just a conscience?"

Ye Rongyao asked in confusion as he looked at the young woman dressed in avant-garde.

"You speak against your conscience!"

The young woman dressed up in an avant-garde manner said.

"Why did I speak against my conscience?"

Ye Rongyao said dissatisfiedly.

I am an honest young man!

Isn't she slandering her reputation?

"It's obvious that the dishes my sister cooks are very delicious, but you just tell lies. Aren't you talking against your conscience?"

The young woman dressed in an avant-garde manner said with a striking remark.

Every person who has eaten the dishes made by his sister said that the dishes made by his sister were very delicious, but there was no such person, who actually said that the dishes made by his sister were OK.

Has he ever eaten delicious dishes?

"Sorry, my sister likes to make trouble. Don't take it seriously. I apologize to you for her."

The woman in white said apologetically to Ye Rongyao.

Although I opened a restaurant not to make money, but to make hobbies, I have loved cooking since I was a child.

Although my cooking skills are not in the chef industry in southern Zhejiang, I am also a master of being one of the most famous ones.

People who come to our own restaurant want to eat the Zhejiang cuisine they make themselves.

Everyone who has eaten their own dishes praises their excellent cooking skills.

But this guest finished his own dishes voraciously, and ended up giving himself a "okay" conclusion.

To be honest, I felt a little unhappy, but if I had to say that, I couldn't say anything.

You can't let everyone say that the dishes they make are delicious.

After all, it is hard to match everyone, and there are always a few people who don’t like the taste of the dishes they cook very much.

But he just ate voraciously...

"It's okay. No matter how much you practice, your cooking skills can improve. You still lack the ability to master the heat. It's hard for others to teach you, so you have to think about it yourself."

Ye Rongyao told the truth.

"You mean you are a chef too?"

The young woman dressed in avant-garde stared at Ye Rongyao and said.

Now the young woman dressed in avant-garde even doubted whether Ye Rongyao was sent by her peers to deliberately find fault.

But this night, he was the only customer in the entire store. No one saw him when he came to find fault at this time!

There is no practical meaning.

"I can't be considered a chef, but the dishes I make are more delicious than this one."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Brave, you're not ashamed!"

The young woman dressed up in avant-garde will naturally not believe Ye Rongyao's words.

His sister is already a first-class chef. Can he still have a higher cooking skills than his sister?

"Sir, why don't you miss us too!"

The woman in white didn't believe that Ye Rongyao's cooking skills would be better than hers.
To be continued...