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Chapter 600: I Won’t Remember Him Anymore (Vote, Please)

Chapter 600: Chapter 600: I Won’t Remember Him Anymore (Vote, Please)

After Chen Jing got off the car, because it was still a bit early, she slowly walked to the school with Bai Xiaolu.

When she saw Bai Xiaolu enter the school, she slowly walked back to the restaurant.

Since it was still early, the shops along the road were not yet open, except for the breakfast shop she especially likes.

Only then did she remember that she hadn’t had soymilk and fried dough sticks for several days. That taste, she missed it dearly!

Chen Jing bought soymilk and fried dough sticks in the breakfast shop. Carrying them, she leisurely walked towards the restaurant.

The new dish inspired by the cooking show she watched last night was only satisfactory. Where exactly had she gone wrong?

Back at the restaurant, Chen Jing sipped on her soymilk while eating her fried dough sticks, continuing to think deeply.

While eating, she suddenly stared intently at the cup of soymilk and bag of fried dough sticks she was holding in her hands. A light bulb went off in her mind.

She put down the cup and bag she was holding on the table, stood up and hurriedly left again.

"Eh? Jing, didn’t you just buy a cup of soymilk and a fried dough stick?"

The owner of the breakfast shop was very familiar with Chen Jing. After all, she was a regular customer who had been visiting for decades. How could she not be familiar?

"Oh, I’m still hungry, so I’m buying another set!" Chen Jing casually made up an excuse.

But obviously, this excuse didn’t fool the boss lady, "Did Boss Luo come back?".

Chen Jing was taken aback, "Who?"

"That guy who always sits in your restaurant, he used to come here every day to buy breakfast, always two cups of soymilk and three fried dough sticks, is it him who wants two fried dough sticks? He seems to care about you a lot."

The boss lady said, as she put two more fried dough sticks into the bag and packed another cup of soymilk for Chen Jing.

Chen Jing didn’t know how to explain that Boss Luo had nothing to do with her.

But on second thought, there was no need to explain, after all, Luo Yifan would never appear here again, and over time, no one would remember him.

Including herself!

But even if she consoled herself in this way, this trip carrying soymilk and fried dough sticks back felt particularly long, and the breakfast in her hand felt especially heavy.

Just because of the extra weight of a fried dough stick, really?

Chen Jing inwardly despised herself and before she knew it, she had arrived at the entrance of the restaurant.

There was a man standing at the entrance, his back to her, with a tall, slender figure. Dressed in a white casual shirt and black casual trousers, Chen Jing took a close look and her heart could not help but race.

But just as she was about to approach, he got into a car nearby. As he crouched to get into the car, Chen Jing saw his face; it was obviously not the one she thought it was.

It turned out that it was just a similar silhouette!

Chen Jing took a deep breath, watching the car disappear into the distance.

Only then did she open the door to the restaurant and enter, starting to prepare in the kitchen. Half an hour later, the finished product came out, and Chen Jing nervously took a small piece to taste.

The expression on her face changed from serious to an expression of overwhelming joy!

Yes, that’s the taste!

For the first time, Chen Jing truly experienced what it meant to say, "The efforts made are all worth it in the end".

Chen Jing, who was extremely happy, immediately sat down and slowly recalled the procedure she had just followed, writing it down meticulously and in detail.

Then, she followed the written procedures to do it again. Yes, the taste was exactly the same.

Chen Jing sat alone in the restaurant, savoring the moment for a long time before picking up the phone to make a call.

"Hello, Zheng? It’s Ah Jing, when are you and Brother Cheng free?"

That’s right, she didn’t call Luo Yifan. It was one of the chefs who were competing with her.

"What’s up?" On the other end of the phone, it was quite noisy. Listening to the shouting, he was probably at work.

"That final vegetarian dish recipe, I found the most suitable way to make it. When are you two free to come over and taste it?"

Because they were competing together, she naturally had to communicate with them first!

And Boss Luo was very clear about this. After this, she could directly communicate with Chef Zheng and Chef Cheng about this dish.

After hanging up the phone, a cheerful Chen Jing hummed a tune and walked into the office.

Sure enough, as Ying’er said, inspiration was something that comes and goes!

Chen Jing was feeling a bit high on herself.

Because this dish had almost made her lose confidence. She had tried hundreds of cooking methods before, but even though she felt an improvement each time, there still seemed to be something missing.

But this time she tried a new approach and the taste was perfect.

Of course, she was just being modest. If she could, Chen Jing really wanted to give herself a score of 101. 100 for her talent, with the extra point for her hard work.

Even as Chen Jing was immersed in her own self-aggrandising atmosphere, the phone on the table outside rang.

"So soon?"

Chen Jing murmured before running out.

She thought it was Chef Zheng calling back to tell her about the time they were coming to taste the dishes. So, she picked up the phone without even looking at it and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Zheng, have you set the time yet?"

There was silence on the other end of the call.

Chen Jing was quite confused, could it be that the phone was broken, "Hello? Zheng?"

"It’s me!" The voice coming from the handset startled Chen Jing, causing her to drop the phone.

By the time Chen Jing picked up the phone, the screen had gone black.

She tried to turn it on, only to find out that it wouldn’t turn on at all.

After several failed attempts, Chen Jing threw the phone on her desk.

She went to the cashier counter, picked up the landline, and dialed Zhu Qianying.

"Ying’er, I’ll tell you, I finally made that dish. Come over and taste it later if you have time. And, could you help me buy a new phone on your way here?"

"Mom, congratulations! Eh? Buy a phone? Why? Did it fall into soup?"

Chen Jing was too embarrassed to say that she had been scared by Luo Yifan’s voice and had dropped her phone, so she simply said.

"No, I dropped it when I was changing clothes, now it won’t turn on."

"Okay, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jing prepared to go back to the kitchen to prepare today’s ingredients. Why did she not want to call Luo Yifan or Chef Zheng back?

Because she never memorizes phone numbers. Apart from her daughters’ and son-in-law’s numbers which she memorized, the numbers of other people were all saved on the phone.

So, when the phone was dropped, both Luo Yifan’s and Chef Zheng and Chef Cheng’s numbers, all were lost.

She could only hope to see if it could be fixed later. If fixed, she could find the numbers and call them back.

If not, she would just let it be. After all, it’s not necessary to keep in touch with everyone,

A burden-free Chen Jing left the cashier table when the landline rang again.

[I don’t know how many more updates there will be, there will definitely be a few before 8 am, and after that, we’ll see.]