Huayu Chef

Zhang Jinxuan picked up Nazha's assistant, Jingjing, and accompanied her to the hospital for a checkup. After spending most of the night there, they found nothing wrong, and it turned out to be a false alarm.

On the way home, Naza sat in the back seat and called her parents and sister to confide in them. Tears streamed down her face as she chattered on and on.

Jingjing was used to it and quietly played on her phone.

Zhang Jinxuan glanced at the rearview mirror every now and then, finding Nazha's appearance both pretentious and adorable, and also quite funny. That's just how she is; she has a low threshold for laughter and tears, and she cries easily when she's wronged. She likes to confide in others, has low emotional intelligence, doesn't know the occasion, speaks without thinking, and is very straightforward. In her previous life, she was scolded a lot in the first few years after her debut.

Another foolish actress, Meng Ziyi, had a similar experience. After the broadcast of "The Untamed," she faced her darkest moment and even considered retiring from the entertainment industry.

Who would have thought that a variety show called "Peach Blossom Village" and a drama called "Ninefold Purple" would turn her life around, making her a shining star in the cold winter of the film and television industry in 2024.

Old Yu, one of the four beauties, was also taken aback. What were the other beauties doing?

Naza is incredibly good at crying and complaining. Even after arriving at her old place, she was still on the phone with her sister for ages. Jingjing leaned against the back of the driver's seat and whispered in Zhang Jinxuan's ear, "Brother Xuan, let Mina get a good night's rest tonight. Don't do 'that'."

Zhang Jinxuan was speechless and was about to speak when Jingjing added, "If you really can't hold back, be gentle, finish quickly, and go to sleep early."

"Jingjing..."

"Remember to use an umbrella on rainy days, that's the most important thing..."

Zhang Jinxuan interrupted, "We've arrived. You can get out of the car now."

"Oh, goodbye, Brother Xuan." Jingjing waved to Nazha while she was on the phone, gestured a couple of times, opened the car door and got out.

As Zhang Jinxuan drove away from the parking lot, he glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Nazha put down her phone, take out a small mirror, and look at herself. She chuckled, "You cried all the way here, and now you know how to care about your appearance?"

Naza sobbed, "I'm beautiful even when I cry."

Indeed, the pear blossoms glistening with rain and the crabapple blossoms covered in dew are a breathtaking sight.

"Hehe." Naza burst into laughter through her tears, a slight upturn at the right corner of her lip, and asked innocently, "Senior brother, did you notice?"

"What did you find?"

"I've realized I love you even more now."

Zhang Jinxuan: "..."

It hasn't reached the point where cheesy pickup lines are being despised and used as memes yet.

Naza said earnestly, "I'm a very insecure person. I panic when I'm at home because I'm afraid I'll get sick and have a terminal illness that can't be cured. Then my senior brother stayed by my side without leaving me, accompanied me to the hospital for check-ups, cared for me, and comforted me. I felt that my senior brother loved me. If you love me, I will love you even more..."

Are you hungry?

Naza paused for a moment, then nodded honestly, "I'm a little hungry, let's go get some late-night snacks."

"What would you like to eat?"

"Grilled lamb skewers."

"Okay, I know a Xinjiang-style barbecue restaurant that's pretty good. I'll take you there."

Naza beamed, winking and blowing kisses at the rearview mirror, "My senior is so nice, I love you, mua~~"

Zhang Jinxuan smiled and shook his head, also in a very pleasant mood.

This was the first time the two had dined out, and they weren't afraid of being photographed. Actually, there were very few paparazzi in 13. The first generation of paparazzi kings were still preparing their big move, "See you on Monday." They couldn't even get the gossip about big stars, so they didn't have the time to follow Zhang Jinxuan and Gulnazar, two relatively unknown people. It was too low a cost-benefit ratio.

If you're photographed by passersby or fans, there's usually no need to do anything about it, because the reach is limited. If it gets out of hand, just issue a clarification.

As long as there's no concrete evidence of a relationship, hugging and cuddling can be disguised as a friendship unique to the entertainment industry. Several young actresses in my past life did just that.

During the filming of the previous "Swords of Legends" series, reporters photographed Yang Mi and Li Yifeng sitting together hand in hand, reciting their lines, and various intimate behind-the-scenes photos surfaced one after another.

In the entertainment industry, it's a rule that real couples avoid suspicion, while fake couples flaunt their relationship openly. Appearing openly in public actually avoids arousing suspicion.

After having a late-night snack, Zhang Jinxuan and Nazha drove back to the Beijing Film Academy residential area.

That night, the two of them hung up a sign of truce.

The next morning, Zhang Jinxuan finally understood why Zhan Zhao was such a good fighter: it was because his Buddhist name was Jie Se (戒色).

When I arrived at the store around 6:00, Tang Qiwen, Mao Juncong, Sister Liu, and Sister Zhao were all busy.

"Boss x4"

Good morning, everyone.

Tang Qiwen handed a stack of banknotes and receipts to Zhang Jinxuan and said, "Boss, this is yesterday's sales revenue and ingredient purchase receipts."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Yesterday's turnover reached 25,000. Mao Juncong and Tang Qiwen, this pair of brilliant duo, are amazing. They made braised black duck three times.

Since Wild Kitchen expanded its staff, its daily revenue has consistently remained above 20,000, doubling compared to last Sunday's revenue. With such outstanding employees, as the owner, Zhang Jinxuan naturally wants to show his appreciation.

I left my cozy home early today to come to the shop and make pork lard buns for everyone.

Seeing Zhang Jinxuan start kneading the dough, Mao Juncong came over and suggested, "Boss, eating pork crackling buns on their own can be a bit too much. How about making a soup? There's an old saying: buns without soup are too much."

Zhang Jinxuan laughed and scolded, "Where did you hear such nonsense? It's true that eating steamed buns with soup is good for digestion. I'll go out and buy some soy milk and tofu pudding later. If you want seaweed and egg drop soup, there's some ready-made. Brother Mao, you're a true Beijing gentleman, would you like a bowl of soy milk?"

Mao Juncong immediately shook his head: "No need for the boss to bother, I'm easy to please, soy milk is fine with me."

"You don't drink soy milk either?"

"Boss, we love watching people from other places drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice)."

"Ha ha."

Joyful laughter echoed from the kitchen.

Sister Zhao is usually not very talkative, but at this moment she spoke up to promote douzhi (fermented mung bean juice): "Douzhi should be paired with jiaoquan (fried dough rings)."

Tang Qiwen stared at the chicken feet in the soup pot and interjected, "I've tried it. The fried dough rings are delicious. I always eat the fried dough rings, but I don't drink any of the fermented bean juice. I really don't like that taste."

"If you don't like the taste, don't drink it. There's no need to make yourself suffer."

Zhang Jinxuan chimed in, listening to Mao Zedong brag while kneading the dough. He set the dough aside to rest and then proceeded to make the pork lard filling.

After preparing the filling, Zhang Jinxuan used a rolling pin to make dumpling wrappers, making 27 large pork crackling dumplings, assuming 3 dumplings per person.

It's okay to make too much, the problem is making too little and not enough to eat.

Arrange the steamed buns neatly on a steaming tray to proof; this will make the bun skin taste better after steaming.

Not long after the pork crackling buns were steamed, waitress Xiao Liao, vegetable washer Sister Niu, and cashier Xiao Yu arrived at the store one after another, eager to show off their buns. They were usually so enthusiastic when they were working.

It was almost time, so Zhang Jinxuan instructed Mao Juncong to keep an eye on the steamer, go out to buy soy milk and tofu pudding, and pick up Huang Mengying along the way.

They returned, and the pork crackling buns were ready.

Zhang Jinxuan brought several plates of pickled vegetables to the dining area and sat down opposite Huang Mengying, saying, "Mengying, eat while it's hot. There are plenty of pork crackling buns this morning."

Let's all eat together.

Mao Juncong and Tang Qiwen were already eating braised dishes in the kitchen, while the others sat in the dining area enjoying pork crackling buns.

Large in size and generously filled, one bite and your mouth will be filled with juicy goodness.

It contains ingredients such as green beans and glass noodles. The glass noodles soak up the lard, making them shiny and delicious. The green beans are crisp and fragrant, and the pork cracklings are crunchy. Together, they are incredibly delicious.

Huang Mengying exclaimed in surprise, "It's so delicious!"

Xiao Liao sets a goal: "I think I can eat three."

Sister Liu, with a heart full of public spirit, said: "The boss's skills are amazing. These pork lard buns can be made and sold. There will definitely be a lot of people buying them."

Having just regained his freedom, Zhang Jinxuan didn't want to be tied down to the restaurant again, saying, "Making breakfast is quite tiring. Our shop is too small to accommodate too many employees and equipment. We'll talk about selling breakfast later."

Huang Mengying picked up a radish strip with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and chewed it with a crunchy sound. She said with a happy expression, "Brother Xuan, Wild Kitchen is doing so well. You wouldn't lose money if you moved to a bigger store, would you? You can consider changing locations."

Zhang Jinxuan frankly stated, "I have thought about it, but I've been too busy these past few days to go out and look for a shop."

Huang Mengying suddenly asked, "Would a space of over 200 square meters be acceptable?"

Zhang Jinxuan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly asked, "Mengying, do you have any information about shops for rent?"

Huang Mengying said embarrassedly, "I don't know if that shop has been rented out. A while ago, the classmates in the class group were discussing that a shop on Jian'an West Road had closed down. The owner had quit and was subletting. At that time, everyone was saddened that there was no longer a place to eat around Beijing Film Academy."

When it comes to their own stomachs, the students with a sweet tooth are definitely more informed than Zhang Jinxuan.

"Where is the shop?"

"Jian'an West Road, north of Huangtingzi Community."

Zhang Jinxuan quickly located the location in his mind. It was not far from the subway station, a few hundred meters from Wild Kitchen, and more than 500 meters from the east gate of Beijing Film Academy. It was sandwiched between Beijing Film Academy and Beijing Medical University, and its geographical location was within the influence of Beijing Film Academy, which perfectly met his needs.

200 square meters isn't a huge space, but it's not small either; it's enough for future expansion.

If you're interested, take action.

Don't miss this opportunity, good shops are in high demand.

"Mengying, let's go take a look later."

Huang Mengying smiled and replied, "Okay."

Sister Liu, Sister Zhao, Sister Niu, and Xiao Liao were all very happy to hear that Wild Kitchen was moving to a new 200-square-meter store. A bigger store meant a bright future for everyone.

After finishing breakfast, Zhang Jinxuan gave some instructions to his employees and then hurriedly took Huang Mengying to the shop on Jian'an West Road that was supposedly going to be rented out.