Seeing Li Qingyong getting in the car and leaving, Chen Jie stood at the hotel door and hesitated for a while. After gritting her teeth, Chen Jie walked into the hotel.

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After the banquet, Ye Rongyao left the hotel kitchen.

"Sir, this is the kitchen of our hotel, you can't go in."

As soon as Ye Rongyao walked to the kitchen of the hotel, he was stopped by the hotel staff.

The kitchen of each hotel is a hotel's main area and will not allow idle people to enter.

"I know this is the kitchen, so I just want to lend a stove in your kitchen to use it."

Ye Rongyao said.

"This is not possible. Our hotel stipulates that outsiders are not allowed to enter the kitchen. I would like to apologize for this gentleman."

The female staff member shook her head and said.

Even the waiter in the hotel kitchen cannot enter at will, let alone a guest.

"Call your kitchen director over."

Ye Rongyao said to the female staff member.

Ye Xiandie was in a bad mood and hadn't eaten until now. Ye Rongyao was preparing to cook for her an egg fried rice.

This requires the kitchen of this hotel.

"Sir, even if the kitchen manager comes over, he will not agree to you entering the kitchen. What you need to eat, you can ask our chef to help you make it."

The female staff member shook her head and said.

"I want to make egg fried rice, but your chef can't make the flavor I want, so I want to make egg fried rice myself. You should let the chef in charge come over or the general manager of your hotel come over."

Ye Rongyao said.

"Sorry, our general manager has already gotten off work, so I can invite the person in charge of our kitchen to come."

The female staff member glanced at Ye Rongyao and said.

Mainly, although Ye Rongyao's clothes are very low-key, they have a very good vision for the staff working in five-star hotels.

The female staff member could see at a glance that Ye Rongyao's outfit of high-end clothes that had no brand were specially made. This kind of special clothes are not something that ordinary rich people can obtain, and they also need to have a certain social status.

Soon, the female staff invited the person in charge of the kitchen. This was an old man who was a little fat, probably in his early sixties.

"I am the chef in this kitchen. My surname is Zhang. Are you going to borrow our kitchen?"

Chief Chef Zhang looked up and down Ye Rongyao and asked.

"Yes, I'm going to make a fried rice with eggs."

Ye Rongyao nodded and said.

"Egg fried rice is simple, we can make it for you. Our hotel has regulations that outsiders cannot enter the kitchen of this hotel."

Chief Chef Zhang shook his head and said.

"You can't make such delicious fried rice, so I'll make it myself."

Ye Rongyao said.

Ye Rongyao is very confident. He can't find a second person in the world who can make egg fried rice that is delicious than himself.

"Are you a chef?"

Chief Chef Zhang stared at Ye Rongyao and asked.

"No, you just need to lend me a stove. I will make a fried rice with eggs and go back."

Ye Rongyao said.

"This is not possible!"

Commander Zhao still refused to let Ye Rongyao enter the kitchen.

For every chef, this kitchen is their territory and will not be easily allowed to enter by outsiders.

Seeing that the chef did not allow him to enter the kitchen, Ye Rongyao was also helpless and could not force himself to break through.

After thinking about it, Ye Rongyao picked up his phone and called Zhang Wansan.

This hotel is one of the five-star chain hotels opened by Zhang Wansan. Ye Rongyao did not expect to call Zhang Wansan to borrow a kitchen.

Especially the aroma of egg fried rice is extremely pleasant and gives people an unstoppable appetite. The fragrance of chopped green onion, the mixture of eggs and rice, and the odor emitted by the right golden dragon oil makes people feel the urge to want to have a feast.

Everyone drooled and wanted to rush over and take a few bites.

"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye, your fried rice is so good!"

Now, Chief Chef Zhao understood why Mr. Ye said that he could not make the fried rice he wanted.

It's really impossible to do it!

No one can make any color, fragrance and smell!

When it comes to making this fried rice with eggs, Chef Zhao sighed.

"It's okay, thank you for your kitchen!"

Ye Rongyao said to the chef Zhao, then left with the fried rice with eggs.

After all, my daughter is still hungry now!

Seeing Ye Rongyao walking out of the kitchen, Chef Zhao turned around and stared at the pot where Ye Rongyao had just fried egg fried rice, which was covered with a few golden egg fried rice.

Chef Zhao picked up the spoon, collected the golden egg fried rice in the pot, and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, I felt that the warmth and fragrance of fried rice were melting in my mouth.

After savoring it, the crispy eggs, the tough green beans, the soft rice, the tender mushrooms, and the fresh shrimps. There is an indescribable feeling from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, giving people an endless aftertaste.

"Master, how does this taste like?"

A young chef looked at Chef Zhao curiously and asked.

"Beautiful, so beautiful. This is definitely the best fried rice I've ever eaten."
Chapter completed!