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Beating the egg-flower, how much seasoning he used, he seemed to instantly understand. Using the spoon's strength, he also managed to grasp a bit more, no less, no less, no less, just right.

This was probably the meaning behind having a God's Helper. Soon, a serving of Egg-Fried Rice was served.

To be honest, even Zhang Le himself did not believe that such a dish was his own handiwork.

"Five grains of rice, a single egg flower and a single emerald green onion." This is incredible! " Zhang Le could not help but shout out.

The boss saw Zhang Le running out of Back Chef full of smiles. He quickly came over and asked, "Little handsome brother, what's good to eat?"

Zhang Le carried his packing case and said mysteriously: "This is a secret, it cannot be spread out." As he spoke, he pushed the boss away and walked out.

The boss chased after him saying, "What did this young man cook? It makes me salivate just by asking about the fragrance."

Zhang Le ran back to the hospital at a fast pace. One reason was because he was afraid that Zhou Meinuo would be hungry, and two reason was that he was anxious to have Zhou Meinuo taste the Egg-Fried Rice that he made to test the secret effect of God of Food.

Zhou Meinuo was very weak as he lied on the bed. Seeing Zhang Le's return, she barely managed to reveal a smile.

"Sister Meina, have you been waiting for me? I've brought you good food."

With that, he slowly helped Zhou Meinuo up, and placed a large pillow behind her back, allowing her to sit up so she could eat better.

Zhang Le suddenly felt Zhou Meinuo's body trembling, and asked: "Sister Meina, what's wrong, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Zhou Meinuo immediately waved his hand and said that he was fine. It's just that your hand can move a little.

Zhang Le looked down. It turned out that in order to help Zhou Meinuo up, his hand was placed on Zhou Meinuo's waist. He hadn't noticed it before, but upon hearing Zhou Yi's words, he immediately retracted his hand in embarrassment.

With a coy smile, he scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "SORRY, Sister Meina, it's pure hand slip. It's pure hand slip."

Zhou Meinuo looked at Zhang Le's awkward face and did not have the face to continue.

Zhang Le felt a little awkward when he saw the atmosphere. He hurriedly handed the plate of Egg Fried Rice to her.

A small table had been set up on the bed just in time for the patient to sit down and eat. Zhou Meinuo asked: "It smells good, what are they doing?"

Zhang Le opened the box and said, "It's just a serving of Egg-Fried Rice. I can't cook anything else, try it."

Zhou Meinuo said, "A boy who can cook Egg-Fried Rice must be a bachelor who doesn't have a girlfriend to cook, right?"

After Zhang Le heard this, he felt that it was reasonable. But it doesn't make much sense. Those with girlfriends might not be able to cook.

However, he did not retort. She just smiled and told Zhou Meinuo to taste his cooking skills.

Zhou Meinuo looked at the Egg-Fried Rice and said, "Your appearance is first-rate. It seems that your cooking skills are really not bad."

Zhang Le watched as Zhou Meinuo put a mouthful of Egg-Fried Rice into his mouth without any reaction. He seemed to be stunned.

She quickly called out, "Sister, why are you in a daze? Don't eat if you don't like it. Can I buy something else for you?"

"What's the meaning of you remaining motionless like this?" Zhang Le asked. As he said that, he shook Zhou Meinuo a bit.

"I've never had such delicious Egg Fried Rice before. Never." Zhang Le shook Zhou Meinuo a few times before she finally said those words.

"Sister, you scared me. I thought there was poison in the food." Zhang Le said.

"Now it is Zhou Meinuo's turn to ask about Zhang Le. What's added to your rice that's so delicious? Do you have any special skills? "

"Ah, I just made an ordinary serving of Egg Fried Rice. How could it have any special skills?" Zhang Le replied.

Zhang Le never thought that Zhou Meinuo would have such a huge reaction after taking a bite. After all, it was just an ordinary Fried Rice with Eggs.

Zhang Le thought to himself, how is it possible that this woman had such short experience? She was so excited after just eating a serving of Egg-Fried Rice, could she have come back from Africa?

Zhou Meinuo continued, "It's really delicious, I am the chef, I understand."

Hearing Zhou Meinuo's words, Zhang Le started to believe him a little. Could it be that the God of Food's culinary skills were really that good?

No. I'll taste it myself.

Zhang Le moved closer to Zhou Meinuo and said, "Big sister, it's really that delicious. To tell you the truth, I was just worried about cooking for you just now, I haven't eaten anything yet too."

With that, he looked at Zhou Meinuo with an evil smile.

Zhou Meinuo seemed to be embarrassed by Zhang Le's small look. He said to Zhang Le snappily, "If you want to eat it, then eat it, there's no one stopping you from doing so."

Zhang Le leaned forward a little and said, "I want big sister to feed me!"

Zhou Meinuo really wanted to push Zhang Le down to the ground. But then he thought about it. He said:

"I can feed you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Hearing that Zhou Meinuo had promised to feed him, Zhang Le said without thinking, "Sister, if you have any requests, just say them, I will agree to anything."

Only after a while did Zhang Le realize that he had agreed to someone's request. Someone that he had agreed to before anyone else had said anything.

Only when he regained his senses did he feel that something was amiss. He hurriedly asked Zhou Meinuo: "Big sister, if there's anything you need, you should just say it. Anyone who can help you will definitely help you."

Zhou Meinuo smiled and patted Zhang Le's shoulders as he said: "You definitely can. Relax, I'm not asking you to do something like killing people and burning fires for no reason.

Zhang Le laughed: "It's useless even if you scream, I can't do these things."

Zhang Le thought about how awkward it was. What if she wanted to borrow money from him or not? If he didn't want to borrow it, then it would hurt his feelings. If he didn't want to borrow it, then what would happen if he couldn't take it back?

The truth proved that Zhang Le was really thinking too much.

Zhou Meinuo stroked his hair, put down the spoon in his hand and seriously said: "This is something that you can definitely help me with, I want to call you a competition of culinary arts with others."

Hearing Zhou Meinuo say that, Zhang Le was stunned for at least three seconds, but he still suspected that he had heard wrongly: "You're saying that I should compete in culinary arts?

"Elder sister, this isn't how a joke should be played." Zhang Le said with a helpless expression.

"I told you very seriously that I'm a chef. I understand how good your cooking skills are. Otherwise, you wouldn't be cooking Egg-Fried Rice. Zhang Le, I really need your help. "

As Zhou Meinuo said this, both of his hands grasped Zhang Le's arm.

This time, it was impressive enough to scare Zhang Le. He didn't expect this young woman to be so bold and unrestrained. She was simply caught off guard.

"Big sister, don't be so excited. If you have something to say, we can talk about it. How can I help you? You don't have to worry about this ?"

Zhang Le took the opportunity to pat Zhou Meinuo's head and said.

Zhang Le also held onto Zhou Meinuo's hand, which made him realize this. He immediately retracted his hand and said embarrassedly: "Just now, I was too agitated, don't mind me."

Zhang Le replied: "Elder sister, please explain the situation and see if I can help you or not."

Zhou Meinuo said: "Alright, I will tell you the whole story.

So this was what had happened. Zhou Meinuo was actually the manager of a restaurant. Originally, this restaurant had been left to her

It was contracted, but he didn't know for what reason the business was so bad.

It just so happened that another operator wanted to set up the restaurant as well. The shareholders of the restaurant wanted to hand over the right to the operator for the sake of profit. But since Zhou Meinuo had been running this restaurant for a long time, she could not bear to transfer the rights to the restaurant, so she decided to let them compete in culinary arts.

In the end, Zhou Meinuo lost to an American named Stefan and thus lost the right to manage the restaurant.

That night, Zhou Meinuo drank too much on the side of the road because he lost the right to manage the restaurant.

Because of that, she was injured and then was saved by Zhang Le.

"If you say it like that, then you might have been a chef before, then your cooking skills must be really extraordinary," Zhang Le said.

"What does it mean to be a chef before? Am I not the same now?" "Also, don't change the topic. You must definitely help me with this favor."

Zhou Meinuo stared at Zhang Le.

"Of course I want to help you, but what should I do about that?" Zhang Le shook his head and sighed.

"You don't need to do anything. You can represent me to compete with Shi Difen's chef in cooking. I believe that with your cooking skills, you will definitely surpass him, "Zhou Meinuo said.

Zhang Le just wanted him to compete with the chef called Shi Difen in culinary arts, then defeat him, and thus win back the right to manage the restaurant.

However, this matter might sound simple, but it was definitely more than a little difficult. After all, the restaurant owner, Zhou Meinuo had lost to the American called Stefan.

With just him, Zhang Le, who had just graduated, how could he possibly compare to others?

"You don't have to worry about this, just try your best to compete with him," Zhou Meinuo seemed to be able to see through Zhang Le's worries, and comforted him.

"I only found out how profound your culinary skills are when I saw you stir-frying an ordinary Egg Fried Rice. "Actually, the simpler the item, the more it will test the skill of the culinary arts."

When Zhou Weiqing said that, Zhang Le could not help but reject.

He thought that this Zhou Meinuo probably had no other choice, otherwise he wouldn't have come to beg this brat to help her.

Forget it, since we are all friends, I will definitely help with this favor. Whether I win or not, this is not a given.

If I can defeat Stefan this time and help Zhou Meinuo take back the rights to manage the dining hall, I definitely have to give my thanks to God of Food for that. Next time, I must tell him more about the recipes for the special dishes here.

After resolving the matter, Zhang Le told Zhu Meina to quickly finish the Egg-Fried Rice.

He then asked her for the exact location of the restaurant. Zheng Meina wanted to go with him. However, it was inconvenient because of his injuries. So he didn't go with them.

This was exactly what Zhang Le wanted to do, and he wanted to settle this matter alone.

Zhou Meinuo said, "Then when you go yourself, be careful. Just try your best. I won't blame you either. "

Zhang Le patted Zhou Meinuo's head and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you settle this matter."

Hearing Zhang Le's assurance, Zheng Meina laughed out loud: "Then I'll wait here for your good news, when that time comes I'll repay you well."

Zhang Le looked at Zhou Meinuo with a perverted expression, and said with a mischievous expression: "How are you planning to repay me?"