The Almighty Little Chef

595 Determine the direction

"Ah? Teacher Zhao."

"What are you thinking?" Teacher Zhao and Teacher Hamu looked at her with concern.

Although it was only the first day of their relationship, Jiang Xiaofei didn't act like a demon or show hospitality, and the two of them had a pretty good impression of her.

"You said that I can sell things at the school?" Jiang Xiaofei told the two of her thoughts.

Mr. Hamu thought for a while, "Yes, yes, but, what do you want to sell? Although the program team has prepared general kitchen utensils for us, they are limited."

This is also what Jiang Xiaofei is thinking about. Don't think about the freshly made skewers, all kinds of cakes, etc. The tools can't be bought, and the reality does not allow it.

She can do other things, but it's not convenient.

"You can also make some diced cakes and the like. I see that there is a lot of diced cakes in the car at the entrance of the school." Teacher Zhao said.

The cut cake can be kept, but they can eat it by themselves, and they have ready-made means of transportation, so there are not many things to prepare.

"It's not limited to cutting cakes, other things are fine too."

The two looked at Jiang Xiaofei, the most important thing is that someone can do it.

"Yes, I can make some donkey rolls, mung bean cakes, red bean cakes and the like to sell."

The three of them initially made a sales plan. After buying the vegetables, noodles, and rice they needed for the evening, they bought the things needed to make small pastries tomorrow. They also wholesaled a batch of small paper bags, some of which could hold two or three pieces of pastry, and some You can put five or six.

The three of them are ready to go home.

Of course, the heavy responsibility of cycling is still left to Jiang Xiaofei. Originally, Mr. Hamu was considerate of Jiang Xiaofei's moving boxes all afternoon, and volunteered to take over the heavy responsibility of cycling.

But Jiang Xiaofei and Zhao Ran had doubts about Hamu's driving skills and firmly refused. Jiang Xiaofei felt that she was okay.

"Xiaofei, why did you come to participate in this show?" Hamu asked.

"Me." Jiang Xiaofei smiled while riding a tricycle.

"I had just finished filming and was going to fly back to Jiangzhou. When I was waiting at the airport, I got a phone call from my agent and changed my schedule. I packed it and sent it here. I was wearing a thick down jacket when I came."

Thinking of yesterday's embarrassment, Jiang Xiaofei smiled and shook her head.

"Hahaha, didn't you check the weather when you came?" Hamu asked.

"No, I forgot about it for a long time. I took a rest as soon as I got on the plane, and only remembered when I got off the plane. Fortunately, my agent ordered clothes for me and sent them here."

"There are really all kinds of reasons. I came because my family was too annoying." I didn't say what the specific reasons were, but...the reasons for the family are just that. It's not about the relationship between husband and wife, or the education of children. problems, or the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"It's because I didn't have the money to spend, and the program team came just at the invitation." Hamu spread his hands, and the reason was that simple and rude.

Chatting all the way, the feelings of the three keep getting closer.

"Let me handle the fish. I often grill fish and eat it in the wild. I'm very good at handling fish." Hamu took over the job of handling fish.

"Then I will help you choose the dishes, I will do this."

Soon the three dishes and one soup were finished.

"It smells so good." Zhao Ran and Hamu lingered at the kitchen door.

Zhao Ran has a deeper understanding of Jiang Xiaofei's cooking skills. Now she finally understands why Jiang Xiaofei has fans who have entered the pit because of her cooking skills. She can't walk after smelling this skill, and she doesn't know when she eats it What a scene.

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