I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

Chapter 236



Chapter 236

Before dawn, a lot of people gathered around Zhao Chong's restaurant.

Most of them were villagers from Zhaojiazhuang, and after hearing that Zhao Chong needed help, they volunteered to rush over.

Zhao Chong didn't expect so many people to come, so he still came to the restaurant at three or four o'clock in the morning.

So when Zhao Chong received the call, he hurriedly rushed over.

"Uncle and aunt, why did you come so early?" After Zhao Chong came to the restaurant, he saw dozens of people standing at the door with kitchen knives and baskets.

"Master Zhao, didn't you say you wanted to help?

"I heard you say that you want to help, I sharpened my knives overnight, and I must show my skills today."

"I didn't sleep all night, just to be able to help in front of Master Zhao. The

surrounding villagers chattered.

When Zhao Chong saw such enthusiastic villagers, he couldn't help refusing, so he had to open the door and let the villagers in.

Before Zhao Chong could arrange it, these people began to work first.

Zhao

Chong couldn't help but nod when he saw the movements of these villagers, and said secretly in his heart.

Zhao Hao also rushed over in a hurry, and after seeing the surrounding villagers, he was confused.

"I heard something going on at home, and I thought something was wrong?

Zhao Hao said in his pants.

"It's okay, you go back to sleep!" Zhao Chong glanced down at Zhao Hao, "Aren't you cold?" "

It's a little cold!" Zhao Hao couldn't help but shudder after finishing speaking.

"It's late autumn now, can it not be cold?" Zhao Chong patted Zhao Hao's shoulder and said, "You go back and get some sleep, and come over to help when the time comes." "

What am I sleeping!" Zhao Hao tilted his head, and then said, "Brother Chong, you wait for me for three minutes, and I'll come back when I go back and put on a pair of pants."

Before Zhao Chong could speak, Zhao Hao ran towards his home.

Originally, Zhao Chong didn't expect to ask Zhao Hao to help, after all, Fang Xiaojuan had just picked it up, and the two of them were newlywed, and they had to fight in full swing, and Zhao Chong was not good at disturbing others.

Unexpectedly, this guy was quite interesting, and he gave up the opportunity to be warm with Fang Xiaojuan and came here to help.

But what Zhao Chong didn't expect was that Fang Xiaojuan also followed.

"Why are you both here?" Zhao Chong asked suspiciously.

"Didn't I hear you were here to help? Fang Xiaojuan walked inside familiarly, "I'll go find Xiaoxiao and see what's busy."

"Look at my daughter-in-law, how intimate. Zhao Hao looked at Fang Xiaojuan's back and couldn't help but say.

"Indeed, much more diligent than you. Zhao Chong said with a smile.

"You are talking nonsense, how can you be so diligent?" Zhao Hao said anxiously.

"Okay, don't say it, let's go to work quickly!" Zhao Chong slapped Zhao Hao.

Although the cold dishes have been prepared in the past few days, it takes time to prepare a hundred tables of hot dishes.

But fortunately, there are many people, and Zhao Chong is not so tired.

When the sky was just bright, Wang Jianguo brought people to move tables, chairs and benches.

There were more than 100 tables in total, each with ten chairs, and they were ready.

This is also a big event in the whole Longhu Town.

After all, in places like Longhu Town, teachers are very respectful.

In the past, when anyone had a child, they would ask some retired teachers to come and name them.

So

at six o'clock in the morning, teams from all over the village went to pick up the elementary school teacher's house.

Then the teachers were able to sit on the tricycle and tractor and walk towards Zhaojiazhuang.

"Teacher Li, I heard that this Zhao Chong used to be your student!" a young teacher next to him asked Teacher Li beside him.

"Isn't that?" Teacher Li looked proud, "That's the most promising student I've ever taught, and the only one in our town who has won the college entrance examination." "

I didn't expect this student to remember his elementary school teacher without forgetting his roots. The other teachers couldn't help but sigh.

There are more than a dozen students he has taught, but few students can remember him.

Sometimes, after meeting him on the street, he recognized him and didn't say hello.

This is like a student of Teacher Li.

This is not only remembered by the top student of the college entrance examination, but also a thank-you banquet.

"He doesn't remember me, he remembers us old guys!" Teacher Li glanced at a few teachers who were about the same age around him, and then said slowly, "Actually, I didn't expect it, I thought that this teacher appreciation banquet would not bother them, but they had to invite us to come."

"Yes, I heard that Zhao Chong's kid's cooking is delicious. "

I also heard that a star that my kid likes especially likes to eat Zhao Chong's cooking.

"Don't shout at Zhao Chong, people are now called Master Zhao." "

Hahaha! Yes, yes!"

the teachers in the car laughed.

When they first arrived in Zhaojia Village, they smelled a faint fragrance.

"It's so fragrant!, this is making noodles!" After Chen Wende smelled this fragrance, he couldn't help but sniff hard, "It's beef noodles

!" "I also smell it, the aroma of this beef is so good!" After hearing this, the teacher next to him couldn't help but look inside.

Before I came to the place to eat, I smelled the fragrance first.

It is enough to see how good Master Zhao's craftsmanship should be.

"How long will it take?"

"yes! It should be soon!" "

Alas, I'm a teacher who can't help but be greedy." The

teachers in the car looked around, probably wanting to eat a bite of noodles after holding them down.

"Teachers, it's here!" the villager who was driving turned back to the teacher in the car.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw one teacher after another rushing down.

"Oh, teachers, slow down, don't stumble on ......."


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