Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 182 The boss actually went to the kitchen?

  Standing in front of the huge market building, the corners of Jiang Xiying's mouth twitched slightly, his face was quite shocked.

   "I said brother, you brought me out early in the morning, is this here?"

   In front of him is the largest vegetable market in the capital.

  A total of eight floors, each floor is either vegetables, fruits, or seafood.

  At this moment Jiang Xiying said that he was quite confused.

  That's good, why did Jun Gu suddenly get overwhelmed and want to come here for a stroll?

  The hand holding the car keys was loosely put into the pocket, Jun Gu glanced at him indifferently, and walked in: "What are you talking about, follow up."

  Shrugged, Jiang Xiying followed. He wanted to see what Jun Gu was going to do. According to what he knew about this person, he couldn't just let him go shopping, right?

   Not to mention a vegetable market.

However…

   Half an hour later, Jiang Xiying was carrying a bunch of things, and looked at Jun Gu's idle look in front of him, with an expression uglier than eating bitter melon.

  Emotionally, he was pulled over, and he was really here to accompany him.

   It even has an additional function: to act as a coolie, to be a walking cart.

  Jun Gu just stood still in front of the seafood counter, and when he leaned slightly to scan all kinds of lively seafood in Taichung, Jiang Xiying followed behind with a lot of ingredients and supplements.

As soon as he stopped, he was out of breath with his back on his back, and looked at Jun Gu sadly: "I said Gu Shen, you didn't think about my brother and me for a good thing, and you didn't give me a bad thing for cooperating with this coolie. Luo Luo, at least you take care of me and swim slowly, don't you know that I can't run as fast as you with this cart?"

  Looking at the soft-shelled turtle did not move, Jun Gu straightened up, and a service staff came over immediately:

   "Hi sir, what kind of seafood do you need?"

   Pointing at the glass counter where the soft-shelled turtle was placed with his knuckle fingers, his lips as thin as water squirmed slightly, and Jun Gu said, "Put one of these for me."

   "Okay, please wait a moment."

   Soon, the packaged turtle was handed over to Jun Gu.

  After paying the bill, he turned around, walked slowly towards Jiang Xiying, and casually threw the things in his hand to him.

  Jiang Xiying just watched as some of the already piled up ingredients in his hands gathered together.

   Opening his eyes wide and looking at the things in his eyes, Jiang Xiying raised his eyes: "Gu Shen, why did you get stimulated to buy so many ingredients today? Or is it that the things in the club are not to your taste and you are going to start a small cooking by yourself?"

   Fingertips were stained with a few drops of water from the bag, Jun Gu lowered his head and did not speak.

   What comes to mind is the thin arms and legs of the young man.

   Pulling out a tissue from his pocket, he wiped it unhurriedly, with a faint look on his face: "I remember that Hummer H3 from the Jingdu car dealership is pretty good, and I just want to find a time to drive it over..."

  The voice has not completely fallen, and Jiang Xiying is no longer burdened, the tired and bitter look on his face is swept away, and he is especially active in squeezing the things in his hands, and flattering with a smile:

   "Gu Shen, I remember that there is a shop in front that has really good imported seafood, let's go and have a look?"

   Nonsense, he has been thinking about building a Hummer H3 for a long time, but because of the old man, his assets cannot be transferred, and he has been unable to pick up the car.

   This is great, his car is in possession.

  Whether to protest or not, in front of the patron's father, integrity is worthless.

   Unhurriedly kneading the paper towel in his hand into a ball, Jun Gu turned around and threw the trash into the trash can on the side.

  The end of her eyes swept towards him: "Lead the way."

  Handsome facial features were sunny, Jiang Xiying dragged something weighing dozens of catties and rushed forward...

  Back to the club, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, the semi-finals were about to start, and the sound of fighting from the training room could be heard from a long distance away.

  Jiang Xiying, who was exhausted like a dog, lay down on the sofa in the lounge panting for breath as soon as he came back.

   Just watched Jun Gu go to the back kitchen of the restaurant with his things and a cookbook in his arms.

This is…

  Did he read it right?

  Mr. Jun, who has always kept his fingers in the water, actually cooks the kitchen himself?

   Scratching the back of her head, Jiang Xiying stayed where she was for a while, but couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she went to the kitchen to find out.

   Aha, I’m back, I’ve been off for half a month, please don’t hit Humble Yanyan online~

  (end of this chapter)