LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 574 - 572 Blind Date Partner
Chapter 574: Chapter 572 Blind Date Partner
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Although Jiang Feng really wanted to quickly make the peach crisps that met the recipe’s requirements, with his current level as a pastry chef, it simply wasn’t something he could accomplish in a short time.
All he could do was to add Fang Yaqing on WeChat and chat with this senior sister, using his graduation thesis as a breakthrough to get closer to her. He also planned to turn her into a regular at Taifeng Building and, eventually, when he was able to make peach crisps with a buff, stuff her with them every day in the hopes that one day she would experience the special buff.
Right now, his top priority was to help Zheng Siyuan settle his matrimonial matters, ensuring that the Taifeng Building Matchmaking Agency would make a splash in Beiping and ultimately find an excellent pastry chef for Ji Xia.
Whenever he thought about this, Jiang couldn’t help but praise himself for being such an excellent master, worrying so much for his apprentice.
The next morning, Jiang Feng encountered Zheng Da and Master Huang in the kitchen.
It wasn’t strange for Master Huang to appear in the kitchen, but it was quite surprising to see Zheng Da there too. The key point was that he wasn’t wearing the luxurious clothes he used to; instead, he was in a professional kitchen uniform that obviously looked like chef’s attire, although it was unclear where he had gotten it from.
To the uninformed, it would look like Zheng Da was a new employee, boosting the strength of Taifeng’s kitchen team.
“Master Zheng, what’s with the outfit you’re wearing?” Jiang Feng asked curiously, wondering if a luxury brand had started making chef’s uniforms.
“Work clothes, Jiang. What do you think? They fit well, right! Ling always gets things done reliably. I just mentioned it to him yesterday, and this morning he had someone deliver them to me. He’s also quick and reliable in introducing ladies – truly a dependable young man, a fine lad,” Zheng Da couldn’t stop singing praises of Ling Guangzhao.
“Why are you wearing a chef’s uniform?” Jiang Feng asked, still curious.
“Didn’t I promise you yesterday that if Siyuan’s matter was settled, I would teach Ji Xia? I haven’t made pastries in a while, and I need a couple of days to get my hands back into the swing of things, otherwise the teaching won’t go smoothly.” Zheng Da explained, “I had actually thought about asking Ling yesterday if he could set aside a small space for me at Eight-treasure House to work on my own.”
“But then I thought better of it; after bothering Ling with so many things already, I just couldn’t bring myself to ask to use their kitchen. And I guess Siyuan wouldn’t be happy about it either, he would surely complain that I’m getting in the way of his work.”
“You know, I made a batch of peach crisps here yesterday afternoon, so I thought I’d ask if you could spare a bit of space for me to practice a little. It won’t interfere with your normal operations. I only need to make a few batches a day, and I’ll cover the cost of materials and space,” Zheng Da said.
Jiang Feng: …
He felt that what Ling Guangzhao would most likely be willing to help with was exactly this.
Ling Guangzhao probably never dreamed that his chef’s uniform would end up being used in Taifeng’s kitchen.
Of course, Jiang Feng was willing. Even if Zheng Da only made a few batches a day and they couldn’t sell or give these pastries to customers, it was still great for the staff to enjoy. If Zheng Da had other plans for these pastries, even better; at least Ji Xia could watch him at work, and who knows – maybe she was a prodigy’s prodigy, and she’d learn just by watching.
Who wouldn’t like pastries made by a master?
“Of course, that’s okay. How about the space we set up for you yesterday? It just so happens that Xiaxia has other things to do these days, so that spot is free,” Jiang Feng said. “You don’t need to pay for the materials either; it’s not worth much. I’m just wondering what you plan to do with the results?”
“We’ll just share them while they’re hot. I see Taifeng has a good number of employees, and if the kitchen staff can’t finish, there are always the servers in the lobby, standing all day can be quite tiring,” Zheng Da replied, very straightforward.
“Then I’ll thank you on their behalf,” Jiang Feng said with a smile. “Let me know what you need at any time, and if you’re not sure where to find something, just ask me. I’ve got to get busy now.”
Having said that, Jiang Feng went to work on his own tasks.
In the course of the morning, Zheng Da made only two batches of pastries, one of which was peach crisps.
Even after eating a fair amount of pastries, Jiang Feng didn’t eat less at lunch. The reason was simple: the rice was steamed by Master Huang.
Master Huang had his unique way of steaming rice. With the rice already being of good quality, his method made the rice plump, shiny, and chewy with a springy texture that became more aromatic the more you chewed it. Those who loved rice could eat bowl after bowl without any side dishes.
The simpler the food, the more it could stimulate diners’ appetites.
During the meal, Jiang Feng even saw Ji Yue, who had stealthily grabbed a second bowl, muttering to her rice as if praying.
“Sinful, sinful. Just one more bite, just one more bite.”
“Too sinful, too sinful. Just half a bowl more, just half a bowl more.”
“It truly is a sin.” By the time Ji Yue said this, her bowl was already empty.
Having witnessed all this, Jiang Feng: …
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“Ji Gezi, there are peach crisps on the plates in the farthest corner,” Jiang Feng reminded. “If you want some, go ahead and grab two pieces.”
“No, no, I can’t eat those things. They’re too sugary,” Ji Yue adamantly refused. “Once spring comes, summer won’t be far behind, and it would be terrible if I got fat and couldn’t buy clothes then.”
In fact, she had already lost quite a bit of weight and could fit into last year’s clothes, but Ji Yue knew well that dieting was a commitment to be relentlessly maintained. The moment she pressed the stop button and indulged herself, rebounding was a matter of minutes.
Vain women are definitely one of the scariest creatures on earth.
Jiang Feng, unable to comprehend Ji Yue’s worrying about summer in the dead of winter, said, “The peach crisps were made by Master Zheng and they’re quite tasty, but it’s no issue if you don’t want to eat them. He will make more this afternoon.”
Ji Yue: …
Are you the devil?
Ji Xia, who was squatting beside the fridge, eyeing the carbonated drinks inside, and crunching on peach crisps, heard Jiang Feng and Ji Yue’s conversation and quickly stood up to defend the peach crisps.
“Sister Ji Yue, these peach crisps are really delicious. The ones Master Zheng’s ancestor made are simply the best!” Ji Xia felt that, as soon as Jiang Feng formally started teaching her to make desserts, the first thing she’d learn would be peach crisps.
Peach crisps are the world’s most delicious dessert!
“Xiaxia, you should eat less,” Jiang Feng said, looking at Ji Xia’s face, which was already faintly developing into a round shape. He thought his apprentice really needed to control her diet.
He feared his apprentice might turn into his cousin if this went on.
“Oh,” Ji Xia continued to crunch on the peach crisps.
Before Jiang Feng could say anything more, he was interrupted by Zheng Da.
“Jiang, the time is set for tomorrow night. Which spot do you think is good? Do you have any feng shui spots here that are particularly good for relationships?” Zheng Da, holding his phone excitedly, ran over.
Ji Yue: ?
As the head of the lobby, she had no idea that Taifeng Building’s seating arrangements were related to feng shui.
Jiang Feng took Zheng Da aside to discuss this serious matter, “How about the seat where that young man successfully confessed last time?”
“That’s perfect, let’s take that one!” Zheng Da cheerfully agreed, eager to share the details of Zheng Siyuan’s blind date tomorrow night with Jiang Feng.
“Jiang, let me tell you, Ling just sent me the lady’s photo, and she looks very decent! She’s also the right age, 32 – a perfect match for my Siyuan,” Zheng Da was so happy, as if this lady was already Siyuan’s future wife.
“Ling told me in detail just now. The lady is highly educated, back from studying abroad, and has been busy working these past few years, so she hasn’t dated much. She’s independent and capable.” Zheng Da couldn’t stop praising the blind date Ling Guangzhao had introduced, “She’s got a bit of a temper, a quick one, but that’s just right for my Siyuan! If she were too meek and mild, she wouldn’t be able to hold a conversation with Siyuan, and that would be a real headache.”
“Ah, everything is perfect. Ling is truly reliable, and Siyuan is so lucky to have such a great boss!”
“If things are okay on your end, I’ll reply to Ling and tell him tomorrow night works.”
“Of course, it’s okay. I’ll reserve that spot for you tomorrow and have the lobby staff set it up—light some candles to create the right atmosphere,” Jiang Feng nodded.
“Thanks, Jiang. I’ll leave the arrangements to you since I don’t know much about these things. Do whatever you think is best. Oh, and you’ll have to explain to me what this blind date or relationship set meal is. Is there a particular order to eat the dishes, or certain ones that are supposed to be eaten at a specific time? Just let me know.”
Zheng Da messaged Ling Guangzhao.
Ling Guangzhao, who was reviewing financial reports in his office when he received the message, was confused: ?
Why do my employee, my arranged blind date setup, have to take place at Taifeng Building?
Is there something wrong with Eight-treasure House? Our Eight-treasure House’s hall sometimes hosts wedding receptions, you know!
Ling Guangzhao replied to Zheng Da’s message.
Ling Guangzhao: Alright, Mr. Zheng, I will inform her right now. Don’t worry, everything will go smoothly tomorrow. I have also explained Siyuan’s situation to her, and she’s very satisfied with it. [Smile]