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Stefan held onto Zhang Ren's hand tightly and said: "Mr. Zhang Le, what you said earlier might be true."

Zhang Le said snappily: "Mr. Stefan, do you think that you foreigners have faith? We, the Chinese, will also do as we say, "

"In the future, if you have any difficulties, ask me for help. I will definitely do my best to help you," Zhang Le continued.

"Since Mr. Zhang Le has spoken, I really have a presumptuous request, I hope that you can agree," Stefan said as he stared at Zhang Le.

"Oh my, what kind of person is that? Just promised to help him, but he immediately made a request. What a weirdo." "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to help him. Now, God knows what problem he would have asked me to help him solve."

Zhang Le thought in his heart.

He really wanted to slap himself a few more times, he regretted it the moment he said those words.

He really did not expect this foreigner to ask for his help the moment he agreed to do so.

Besides, what could he do to help him now?

This made Zhang Le a little afraid now.

Zhang Le said to Stefan in a somewhat terrified manner, "Big Brother, if there's anything you need help with, you'll need my help right now."

Stefan said with a face full of smiles, as she looked at Zhang Le with a mischievous smile.

"I've been a chef for more than 30 years and all I want is to improve my cooking skills even more. Previously, I always thought that it was really difficult to improve my culinary skills because I didn't seem to have progressed much over the years.

But when I saw Mr. Zhang Le today, I suddenly changed my mind. "

"Look at Mr. Zhang Le, he has such high culinary skills even though he's only in his early 20s. It looks like he's no different from ordinary people."

Zhang Le flattered Stefan a few times when he heard such a big basket of good words. But it was still not clear what he wanted from him, and he was growing more and more frightened.

Therefore, he immediately asked Mr. Stefan: "If you have something to say, just say it properly, don't say whatever you have to say. Just what do you need my help with?"

Stefan saw that Zhang Le had even said it like that, and laughed embarrassedly. I also think that this request is a bit difficult for you, but I still have to say it.

Zhang Le will tell you when he speaks of you.

The surrounding cooks were also curious, what exactly did their boss, Stefan, need that brat, Zhang Le to help him with?

He could only wait at the side with a serious expression on his face for him to speak.

It was as if Stefan had made a huge decision, as he enunciated each word clearly, "Mr. Zhang Le, I hope that you can take me in as your disciple."

When these words were spoken, the surrounding chefs all looked as if they were in a daze. They never thought that their boss, Chef Stefan would actually say such words.

He actually wanted to acknowledge a little kid in his twenties as his teacher.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.

Even Zhang Le was stunned.

He immediately let go of Stefan's hands and pushed him to the side: "Mr. Stefan, don't joke around, how could I accept you as my disciple?"

There was even a hint of a sobbing tone in the words. He really didn't want to get into trouble.

He had come to try out his culinary skills in order to help Mina, but he didn't expect that there was someone here who wanted to take him as a disciple.

This was something that he had never thought of and could not accept.

How could a famous chef like you allow a little kid like me to take you in as a disciple? This could not be helped.

Stefan followed closely behind Zhang Le, and said: "Mr. Zhang Le, as long as you become your master, then your culinary skills are better than mine, and you can be my master. I was also trying to improve my cooking. "Please help me, please help me out with my good intentions."

"I will definitely learn how to cook from you in the future."

Listening to Stefan speak in all seriousness, Zhang Le really did not know how to face him, but she absolutely could not accept this disciple, but in this kind of situation, how could he reject her?

Stefan caught up to him and pulled him tightly, as if he was afraid that's hands would run away.

Mr. Shi Difen, if you have something to say, can you please let go of my hand? You make me a little scared.

To be honest, the chefs around him were scared too. They had never seen their boss so excited before, and it was caused by him acknowledging a young man over twenty years his junior.

Zhang Le finally pulled Stefan's hand away and took his own. It was as if he had also thrown Zhang Le away.

He said loudly, "I said no means no. You guys don't have to make things difficult for me. I absolutely cannot accept a disciple."

After hearing this, Shi Difen felt as if his entire being had become listless, and he said in a low voice, "Could it be that it's really impossible? "It wasn't easy for me to meet someone who could help me improve my culinary skills, but he definitely can't take me in as his disciple ?"

Saying that the entire person was still sitting in the chair, not moving an inch.

Zhang Le also could not bear to see Stefan's current state, but it was indeed impossible for him to accept a disciple.

However, after this short contact, Zhang Le indeed understood that Stefan truly loved cooking. Someone like him should definitely be able to cook even better. Although she really wanted to help him, she could also help him.

Zhang Le walked to Stefan's side. Stefan raised his head and looked at Zhang Le, then said weakly: "Mr. Zhang Le is really sorry, to let you watch such a joke."

Zhang Le patted Stefan's shoulder. "Mr. Skiffen, I know that you truly love cooking. Although I don't accept you as my disciple, I really want to compare culinary skills with yours, so that we can progress together."

When Shi Difen saw that there was still a trace of hope, he immediately asked: "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by that?"

Zhang Le continued to say that I have won the right to manage this restaurant and will return it to my friends. From today onwards, I hope that you will still be able to work in this restaurant and I will frequently come over to spar with you.

Hearing that, Shi Difen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately said: "Good, good, I am willing to work here, I have a better opportunity to spar with you, this can also be considered an improvement in my culinary skills."

Actually that would be for the best. Since Zhang Le won back the right to manage the restaurant for Ding Meina, and he did not offend this chef, Stefan, and he could even keep him here to work, this can be considered a help to Mina. "

As for the sparring in culinary arts, he would come to see Meina regularly anyways. At that time, he would spar with Stefan.

After finishing up, it was already afternoon, and the overall solution was pretty good. When he returned to the hospital to inform Zhou Meinuo of this news, Zhou Meinuo was so excited that he almost jumped down from his bed.

and even gave Zhang Le a big hug.

Zhang Le laughed. This was her so-called reward.

Zhou Meinuo said that he still had many chances to repay you.

Zhang Le called her and asked for her to take care of a friend for a few days. was sure that he would agree.

After all, Zhang Le's presence in the company was absolutely non-existent.

It was basically just a decoration, playing computer games all day long.

However, this was also good. He felt relaxed and satisfied. If he wanted to take a leave of absence, he could ask for one. There wasn't much pressure in asking for one.

Zhang Le had been taking care of Zhou Meinuo in the hospital for the past few days. During the day, he would stay in the hospital and sleep in his little nest at night.

I wonder how Chen Fan and the others have been lately? I don't know what their internship is like. Only this good friend of his would have to take care of him in the future.

Zhang Le laid on the bed and took out his phone. Strange, in the past few days, God of Food and Sun Wukong, these people haven't come to find me.

I wonder what they've been up to lately? I'll also take the initiative to ask them, Zhang Le thought.

He opened QQ and saw that the other deities were all online.

He opened God of Food's call. Trying to send a message saying,

"How have you been recently, God of Food? Has the hotpot been developed yet?"

After sending this message, Zhang Le opened his Wechat Moment again, thinking that he hadn't seen any movements in the space for a long time.

When he opened up QQ space, he could also see the movements of normal people and their friends around him.

Also, Sun Wukong said that he received a new item called yogurt, and then left a message for him to buy and sell yogurt.

Zhang Le couldn't help but exclaim. Sun Wukong actually started to buy it for her?

He could actually think of selling things in the Wechat Moment, and see what he could do after he sold out these few boxes of yogurt.

I'm going to beg him, I'm going to blackmail him,

At the same time that he made a statement, the God of Food replied.

"Master, I received your formula, I have already developed a hotpot. Everyone in the Heavenly Court often comes here to eat hotpot," God of Food said with a face full of pride.

"There aren't many people who want to find me to eat the hotpot. Everyone is begging me, I really don't need to busy myself," continued Ishigami.

Looks like this hotpot is still selling quite well in the Heavenly Court, it's basically in a situation where it's unable to meet the demand.

"Your comprehension ability is really high. Master God of Food, I only gave you a recipe and you were able to attract so many people to come here to eat hotpot. They should respect you now right?" Zhang Le laughed.

He had randomly searched Baidu for a recipe of hotpot s, but it had caused such a commotion. Even he did not expect it to happen.

"Yeah, yeah. That's right! The secret that I passed on to you, did you train with it? "The effects aren't bad, right?" God of Food said proudly. It seems like he was quite concerned about his secret.

"To tell you the truth, the secret that you have passed on to me is indeed a great help. "Thank you so much. If you need me in the future, just say so."

Indeed, because of the secret that the God of Food had passed on to him, he had helped a lot. It seemed like the people in the sky were all extraordinary.

"Then that's good, that's good, if there's anything else I need to ask you for, let's not talk about it anymore, the longevity stars are here to eat the hotpot again, I'm going to busy myself, let's chat later." The God of Food said anxiously.

Looking at his eagerness, he laughed out loud.

I have to sleep well in my own bed. Tomorrow I have to bring Zhou Mengna food. Today I have to sleep well.

Then, Zhang Le fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Le even had a very long dream.

Dreaming of the Heavenly Court, drinking with the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, drunk to the point of being unconscious? That was great!