Chapter 602: Going Home
“I don’t need the money.” Sun Mei said.
"Ah, but Xiaomei, don't you still have unfinished studies in France? Your postgraduate studies still have one year left." Qiu Lele reminded in a low voice.
“I can also apply for suspension of school,” Sun Mei said, “It’s okay to just drop out of school. Anyway, I don’t have any talent in painting.”
“Ah, but you don’t live in City B either. The place." Qiu Lele was still making his last effort.
"I have no objection to sleeping in a restaurant." Sun Mei said nonchalantly.
"No, I have an objection. No one will be allowed in my restaurant at night." Ma Lu said firmly.
"Then I'll look for a house to rent outside. It's not difficult."
"No matter what you say, it can't change the fact that I already have a lot of people in the kitchen." Ma Lu Road.
Sun Mei was silent for a few seconds and then said again, "Then I will be a waiter. In short, just give me a chance to stay by your side and observe and learn how you cook at close range."< br>
"But I don't usually cook." Malu spread his hands.
“…………”
Sun He said with a dark face, “Let’s discuss the matter between you two in private later. The awards are still being awarded.”
“ Okay.”
Sun He awarded the third place trophy to Luo Junkang, briefly congratulated the latter, and then announced that the Asian competition of this MasterChef Competition was officially over.
And Malu was immediately surrounded by a swarm of reporters, with long guns and short cannons aimed at him.
"Chef Ma Lu, I am Song Sisi, a reporter from Sanya TV. Congratulations on your final victory and winning the Asian championship of the God of Chef Competition. You must be very excited."
"No," Malu said into the microphone, "I'm participating in I knew I was going to win before the game, but I was very happy to get the bonus.”
“Ah, have you thought about how to spend it after getting the bonus?”
“ Yes, I just placed an order for a 1 million TV.”
"This..."
Song Sisi has never met this kind of interviewee, and she doesn't know how to continue asking.
But she couldn't think of any questions and there were other reporters waiting for interviews. Soon another Korean reporter spoke in broken Chinese.
“Hello, Chef Malu, I am a reporter from MBC-TV. You used an off-beat move to eliminate Chef Cui Junxian in the second day of the competition. Is it because you were worried about Chef Cui Junxian’s reaction to it? Did your winning the championship have an impact?"
"Cui Junxian, who is that?" Ma Lu asked.
"Chef Choi Jun-hyun is the youngest Michelin three-star chef in South Korea and the No. 1 seed contestant in the Asian region of the MasterChef competition. He has a high calling for winning the championship before the start of the competition. It is impossible that you have not heard of it."
"I don't have much impression anymore. You want me to remember that he must live at least until the last day."
The reporter from MBC-TV wanted to ask more questions, but was quickly interrupted by the reporter behind him.
“Hello, Chef Malu, I’m from Food & Wine Magazine. I heard that you are actually the owner of the Universe Infinite Canteen, not the chef, so why are you here to participate in this MasterChef event? What about the competition?”
“Chef Malu, what do you think of the next world competition?”
"Is there anyone in particular you want to thank for winning this championship?"
"What kind of opponent is worthy of your two hands?"
"…………"< br>
Looking at the people on the three floors inside and outside, David couldn’t squeeze to the front even after squeezing for a long time. Yu Yizhuo said to him, "Forget it, Boss Ma promised us that he will accept an exclusive interview in the future. Let's ask him again at that time."
"Unexpectedly, he actually won the championship." David sighed with emotion. "He was the least optimistic person before the start of the competition. You had to agree with his company executives at first, but the facts once again proved your vision. We also have KPIs for the first half of this year, hehe. ”
"Stop flattering," Yu Yitong said, "Go back to the room and pack your things. The game is over and we have to go back."
Ma Lu played into the microphone for half an hour. Awesome, but also feeling a bit boring, so I just found an excuse and slipped away.
He could leave the hotel after the game, so he and Qi Shanzhu went to a nearby shopping mall to buy some Sanya specialties and flew back to City B overnight.
As a result, Malu drove to the restaurant the next day and saw Sun Mei squatting outside the restaurant with a backpack on his back, eating pancakes from a distance.
Upon seeing this, Ma Lu drove directly past the Universe Infinite Canteen, wondering whether he should park the car in front of the Aijia handyman shop, and then walk through the community and enter the restaurant through the back door.
This idea flashed through his head, but he finally gave up.
Because it’s useless.
Restaurants have to be open for business. You can’t escape the first day of the Lunar New Year, but you can’t escape the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.
Ma Lu backed up the car and parked it in the original parking space.
When he got off the car, he saw Sun Mei coming up to him, "Chef Malu."
"Chef Sun Mei, what a coincidence, why are you here?" Ma Lu got out of the car and saw Sun Mei, pretending to be surprised.
Sun Mei did not accept his trick, "I have contacted you, more than once, and you did not answer my calls or text messages."
"What?" Ma Lu asked I took out my mobile phone and couldn't turn it on to continue the show, "Hey, the screen keeps going black, it seems the battery is out of power."
"Chef Malu."
"Don't call me chef. I don't plan to cook anymore after the Master of Chef Competition." Ma Lu said.
"Then what should I call you?"
"Well, just call me Boss Ma or Mr. Ma like everyone else."
"Mr. Ma," Sun Mei said, "What do you think of me? It’s time to join the job.”
“I think it’s best for you to never join the job.” Ma Lu said, “I told you that there is no shortage of people in the kitchen, and your grandfather can’t trust me as a person.”
"My grandpa is an old fool. Don't take his words to heart. He hopes that I will stay in Songxiangju all my life."
"That's pretty good, too. You can own your own restaurant at a young age. , It’s the dream of many people.”
“But then I won’t be able to continue to improve my cooking skills. ." Sun Mei said seriously, "Many years ago, I turned to painting because I didn't feel the challenge."
"But I really can't let you in."
"I can work as a waiter first, and until you are satisfied, Boss Ma, I will prove that I am qualified to join the kitchen." Sun Mei's eyes were firm.
"This is not a question of qualifications." Malu sighed, "Forget it, let me ask you a question first, why did you make custard buns in the last round yesterday?"
"It's not you and me. Are you talking about cooking what you like? The reason why I embarked on the path of becoming a chef is It was because I saw the custard buns made in the restaurant and thought they were cute and delicious.
“Then I came up with the idea of making it too. The first dish I learned was also custard buns, which was made by my grandfather. He taught me personally, and just yesterday, I found my original love again. "
"Okay. You can stay in my shop, but only in the front hall. You can never step into the kitchen without my permission. Well, when Lao Wang has nothing to do, you can ask me if you have any questions related to cooking. he.
(End of this chapter)