The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 388 Chef Nanzhi!

Of course, it’s not that Wang Yong is so honest and noble.

But he knew better——

Even if he can confuse right and wrong, he is not the only one who has eaten Mapo Tofu here.

Apart from anything else, Song Lin will definitely be the first one to stand up and slap him in the face!

The camera was still filming, and Wang Yong couldn't do anything to quarrel with Song Lin.

What else can you do? Of course you have to admit defeat.

"I, I admit that your level is good enough, Xiaonan..."

Wang Yong spoke reluctantly.

He seemed to want to say something but.

Song Lin spoke first:
"That's it, isn't it? We in Yongnianlou have always been about 'the competent get the job'. Chef Nan's level is more than enough to be the head chef, even if he takes my position, he is more than qualified!"

None of Song Lin's disciples, who had always respected and protected him, opened their mouths to refute.

Wang Yong forced a smile:
"Of course not. An executive chef also needs experience in kitchen management. Xiaonan is still too young."

The capable ones shall take up the post?
I don't even know which year the Yongnian Tower was built in the almanac.

Only a stubborn old man like Master Song would stick to such ridiculous rules!

Wang Yong felt disdainful.

Song Lin didn't tolerate him and glanced over:

"Manager Wang, you still call me Xiaonan? It's time to change your words."

Wang Yong just felt like there was something stuck in his throat.

Finally, he found a reason to leave.

However, the barrage in the live broadcast room was filled with titles such as "Master Nan", "Chef Nan", and "Master Nan", mixed with all kinds of flattery.

After Wang Yong left, Song Lin was undoubtedly the most powerful person present.

He looked around and asked solemnly:

"What about you guys? Do you have any objections to Master Nan taking the position of head chef?"

"No."

Everyone said in unison.

Nanzhi looked over there.

She had a sharp eye, so it was not difficult for her to see that—

Not everyone really believed her.

Even if her skills are recognized, she will be treated differently because of her age, identity and other reasons.

But what does that matter?
There are many people who can't stand her but can't get rid of her.

In the end, don't we have to acknowledge her existence and make a place for her in the kitchen?
"Thank you everyone, please take care of me in the future."

When Wang Yong was not around, Nanzhi hid her edge a little and faced everyone with a friendly attitude.

After thinking for a while, she added:
"If you have any questions, you can come to me if I can answer them."

Nanzhi said this casually.

As a result, the young chefs in the kitchen surrounded her in a blink of an eye.

A flood of problems followed one after another——

"Master Nan, how exactly is this Mapo Tofu made? Why do I follow the same steps but the taste is completely different?"

"Master Nan, are you a genius? How old were you when you started learning cooking? How long did it take you to practice knife skills? Is this a family tradition?"

"Master Nan, is Sichuan cuisine your specialty? I heard you can make a sample of Wangchuan painting? Do we have a chance to see it?"

"Master Nan, can you sign an autograph for me?"

"Master Nan..."

"..."

There were also some older chefs who stood a little further back, not crowding at the front like the young people. They could only nod in agreement when others raised questions that they had in mind.

If no one mentioned his doubts, he would be so anxious that he would hesitate to speak. He wanted to step forward several times, but was unable to do so due to face.

When pulling back and forth, the expressions on his faces are simply spectacular!
...With such enthusiasm, even Nanzhi could hardly resist.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s a fan meeting.

Finally, Nan Yi jumped out. He had a stern face, and his expression was so serious that it turned black:

"Quiet! Take your time, one by one! Don't crowd my mother!"

He was very small, not even as tall as some chefs' waists.

The bias is very vigorous.

The posture of protecting mom is even more majestic!
The crowded group of young chefs subconsciously settled down.

The out-of-control atmosphere was restored to order.

Then someone whispered:
"Master Xiaonan, how should we ask your mother?"

Nan Yi was surprised at first by the title of Master Xiao Nan.

But when I think about it again, I feel happy and benefited from it.

"uh-huh."

He raised his chin proudly, and his eyes could hardly hide the smile.

"Tell me first and I'll write it down for you."

Everyone exclaimed in unison:
"You can remember it? Impossible."

Nan Yi folded her arms and imitated her mother's posture:
"Of course I can!"

As he spoke, he also demonstrated his unique skill of "remembering what he hears".

Young Chefs: Wow!!!
It turns out that the real genius is Master Xiaonan!
Surrounded by admiring gazes, Nan Yi became more and more proud, and his little head couldn't help shaking from side to side.

Nanzhi's eyes were filled with smiles that were about to overflow!
The live broadcast room was almost laughing to death:

【Hahahahaha! 】

[What's going on! Where's your aloofness at the beginning? ]

[What is PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds! What is a comeback against the odds! ]

【Master Xiaonan, what the hell is this? Hahaha! 】

[A great helper for mom! ]

[It can be seen that Nan Yi really likes this name, the first person to call him is Miao! ]

[To be honest, I am also curious, can Master Xiaonan and Master Nan hold a Q&A class together? ]

[Raise your hands! Teacher Xiaonan! Look at me, look at me! ]

……

Separated by a wall, Wang Yong in the corridor was extremely upset!

Hearing the cheers and laughter coming from the kitchen after he left, he was so angry that his high blood pressure was about to flare up.

Covering his chest, Wang Yong hurried to the office to find blood pressure-lowering medicine.

As soon as I stepped into the office, a phone call came in.

Although there are cameras installed in Wang Yong’s office, they will not be turned on unless the guests come in. The program team has already written this into the contract.

So, Wang Yong was too lazy to pretend, his face was so gloomy that it could drip water, he answered the phone without even looking at it, and said impatiently:

"Hello? Who is it?"

He is almost annoyed to death, who is so blind to call him now?

The other party's deep and vicissitudes voice slowly sounded, very familiar:
"It's me, Wonder."

Wang Yong's mind was stuck for a moment, and he wondered who Wang De was.

Wait until he reacts...

"Woof, Boss Wang!"

Yongnianlou established a catering company, and the first head was the old man Wang Yongnian.

Now Wang Yongnian is over 90 years old and has been lying in bed for a long time, so the position of chairman naturally fell to Wang Yongnian’s only son Wang De.

Judging from their seniority, Wang Yong is Wang De's nephew, so the two should have a close relationship.

But when Wang Yong received Wang De's call, he could only tremble with fear.

The fear almost penetrated into my bones.

Wang Yong quickly pressed down his waist:
"Excuse me, Mr. Wang, what can I do for you?"

Wang De was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point:
"What's the matter with that variety show you recorded? Who is that Nanzhi?"