Xizel never expected that the address Jiang Tang gave him would be a restaurant.

So early, did she come here to have a meal?

With doubt, Cizel stepped in through the gate of Nanji.

The business hours of Nanji are open from 11:30 in the morning, and now they are less than ten o'clock.

The lobby manager who was sorting out the store and preparing for business came out and looked apologetically at Cizel, who was not eye-catching after disguising himself.

"Sorry, the store has not yet reached business hours."

"I'll find someone."

Cizel was even more confused.

Since it is not open for business hours, why is Jiang Tang here?

The lobby manager never thought of the big star in the back kitchen. He only thought that Cizel was a relative of an employee in the store, and his smile became more friendly: "What is the name of the person you are looking for? I'll call him out for you."

"Jiang Tang."

Lobby Manager:...

The lobby manager wanted to deny it first.

She immediately remembered that Boss Liu had specially ordered that outsiders should not know that Miss Jiang Tang was here.

When Boss Liu explained the reason, he also said mysteriously, "This is Nan Ji's secret weapon to resurrect the dead."

The lobby manager of course understood what Boss Liu meant.

She also didn't want Nan Ji to go bankrupt, and her eyes became alert, and she once guessed whether the person in front of her was a paparazzi.

Cizel saw her doubts and felt a little unhappy, and her eyebrows and eyes suddenly sank behind her sunglasses.

Like thunder entrenched, through thick disguise, it still exudes unquestionable noble majesty.

The lobby manager could only see the cold light in the other person's eyes, and was still frightened.

What catering is doing is a business of people coming and going, and looking at the eyes is the most important means.

How could she easily miss the identity of the man in front of her?

The lobby manager was a little nervous, but Cizel did not have an attack.

Thinking that the lobby manager's actions were also protecting Jiang Tang, his expression was a little slow.

"I'm her friend."

Cizel slightly raised his hat and glanced coldly over the lobby manager, as if urging him.

The lobby manager was shocked and quickly answered "Wait", but he didn't even call his subordinates and trotted to the kitchen in person.

After a while, the lobby manager came back, followed by Jiang Tang who was slow and slow.

"Yu Xi."

When someone else was beside him, Jiang Tang did not call him Xizer directly, but called him his Chinese name.

Sizzel, who was leisurely looking at the interior decoration of the store, turned around immediately after hearing this.

The thin frost between the eyebrows was rapidly melted by the sun.

With a blink of an eye, a brilliant smile appeared.

It is completely opposite to the person who just gave the lobby manager a terrified feeling.

The lobby manager slowed down with a wink and watched Jiang Tang walk to the unknown gentleman.

She saw that Cizel's joy could float around through the disguise, and her mood was a little strange, just like seeing a lion voluntarily lowering her head and turning into a golden retriever to please and play tricks in front of Jiang Tang.

The style of painting changes too quickly and cannot be accepted for a while.

Jiang Tang was talking to Cizel.

"I forgot to tell the store that someone was coming over, and you came faster than I expected."

"I'm not far from here. But..." Cizel looked around the store environment, and had already guessed his doubts, "Are you taking materials from the store? Is the role you play in the future a chef?"

Jiang Tang raised his eyes in surprise: "You guessed it right."

Cizel's tone was light and satisfied with the correct answer: "Did you forget what I was doing when you first met me? Everyone is an actor and their ideas are the same."

Jiang Tang smiled faintly, thinking of the wanderer who even misunderstood her identity: "Indeed, the way you draw close to life for the role is deeply memorable."

Perhaps she didn't even notice that every time she carefully studied the role, a lot of it was influenced by Cizel's professional and rigorous attitude in this regard, and the wanderer was too impressed.

"Let's go."

Jiang Tang led Xizel to the kitchen, and did not forget to thank the lobby manager before leaving.

When the two men disappeared into the corner of the corridor, the discussion suddenly became like water dripping with oil pan, and it quickly boiled.

"Wow, this is the first time I see Jiang Tang on the front. She is so beautiful and I want to be a fan!"

"Yes, yes, I look very good-tempered and have no airs of big stars at all!"

"But who is the person who came to find her? Is it also a star? Is there a star named Yu Xi?"

"I haven't found this name online. I'm probably a friend, and I look quite imposing."

The lobby manager turned around helplessly and flew towards the young waiters in the corner.

"I'm very idle and have no things to do, right? Do you want me to add some for you?"

"No, no! Sister Chen, we are very busy!"

The waiters scattered.

*

The kitchenette is still what Jiang Tang looked like before he left.

A clean and neat stove with stacked ingredients and professional books placed randomly in the corner.

What I envy most are more than twenty small glass bowls arranged in sequence on the middle cooking table.

The small bowls each hold liquids, powders and other substances of different colors. From a distance, it looks like an experiment site.

After Cizel followed in excitedly, his eyes naturally fell on these things, and the more he looked, the more he became confused.

Cizel certainly knew about the chef. Although he had not played similar roles in the movies, there were not a hundred or eighty chefs who served him since childhood.

The various dishes he had tasted included all countries around the world, which were enough to light up the world map. The top and expensive ingredients were just an inconspicuous part of the feast on his dining table.

However, every time Cizel sees the perfect work brought by the chef, and even the temperature is controlled within the optimal range of the entrance.

This was the first time he had pushed away the finished appearance on the dining table and saw the original appearance of the ingredients.

... Quite strange.

...He didn't know any of them.

Cizel, who considered himself knowledgeable and knowledgeable, was shocked for the first time and found out that he was such a ignorant guy.

No, you can't show your fear.

So, when Jiang Tang turned around, he saw that Xizel came to the cooking table with a natural expression.

“Is this a seasoning?”

"That's right."

Cizel was so relaxed that he could not find out.

Fortunately, I was not wrong.

“So you’re tasting them?”

Jiang Tang was a little surprised.

"You know?"

Cizel calmly picked up one of the small bowls, which contained gravel-like white sugar.

"To learn something well, you must first understand it, right?"

Xizel, bathed in the indoor lights, is less the second-tier in Jiang Tang's eyes than the past, and he is rarely calm.

Jiang Tang could even imagine how bright he would be when he stood on the international stage.

Perhaps, Cizel is not just what she sees?
Chapter completed!