Chapter 1912: Any profession, when taken to the top, will be respected

Yueyue is the only person left at home who is afraid of her mother.

Watching this little girl, whom the whole family dotes on, obediently following behind her mother to plead for mercy, Zichen wants to laugh.

Little thing, still want to fight with Mom?

You have to know that Mom's experience in struggle is quite rich; it was accumulated through countless struggles with them.

Li Xueer originally wanted to bring Yueyue along, but her mother-in-law did not allow it, so she and Zichen went out, first to eat, then to watch a movie.

A high-end Western restaurant.

She glanced at the menu; it was shockingly expensive.

When she was a chef herself, she didn't feel that the prices of dishes were expensive, so why did her mindset change when she became a customer?

Zichen saw it, so he didn't let her order anymore and ordered a few of the restaurant's signature dishes himself.

He told her: "To be a qualified chef, you must often go out to eat, taste the signature dishes of major restaurants, and learn different crafts, rather than closing your doors to build a cart and pondering by yourself at home."

"No matter how high a person's IQ is, their creativity is limited; one must pool the wisdom of the masses."

Soon, the dishes were all served, and as the two were tasting them, Li Xueer had just prepared to express some opinions when she suddenly saw many people rushing out from the kitchen, several of them holding kitchen knives, coming straight toward them.

The actions of these people made the customers look sideways in fear, ready to run at any time.

But their target was clearly Sheng Zichen; people were getting closer and closer, and now it was probably too late to run, so Li Xueer held a table knife and blocked in front of Zichen, stopping these people: "What are you doing?"

She scolded sternly.

However, it did not scare them.

The leader tried to push her aside: "Get up!"

Li Xueer certainly would not let him; this person was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, what if he did something unfavorable to Zichen?

She prepared to strike first to gain the advantage.

Just as she was about to make a move, she heard Zichen say: "Put the knives down, everyone; they are our own people."

He was speaking to Li Xueer, fearing she would accidentally injure the restaurant chefs, but the chefs misunderstood, thinking he was afraid they would accidentally injure the person brought by the Divine Chef.

The leader hurriedly handed the kitchen knife to the person behind him and began to exchange pleasantries with Zichen with an excited expression.

"Why didn't you say anything in advance when you came here? I could have prepared early. You only ordered these two dishes? No, no, wait a moment, I will go and make a few more good ones..."

"No need for trouble, my wife and I are just out for a casual meal. If you make it too grand, I won't be able to come next time."

The head chef suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered; the girl eating with Zichen was his wife. He had clearly attended their wedding, but he had only been busy in the kitchen and hadn't paid attention to the bride.

Since it was his wife, he hurriedly apologized for his rudeness just now and insisted on inviting them to the VIP table to enjoy the best service.

The two could not refuse, so they had to change tables.

Soon, the new dishes were served, and they did look much more exquisite than the original ones.

Having eaten the dishes gifted by others, they couldn't just eat for free, so the two went to the kitchen to thank them after the meal, gave some pointers, and then left.

Li Xueer swept away the gloom of the past few days, her face smiling, smiling very brightly.

Zichen: "The feeling of being respected is good, right?"

"Mm."

She nodded heavily: "Very good, incredibly good."

From childhood to adulthood, because her father was a chef, she was often mocked by other children.

Children's world is simple and crude; parents who are doctors or teachers get the respect of children, while having a father who is a chef leads to being mocked.

Later, when she grew up, Li Xueer fried dough twists with her father.

Many people used a tone of pity, feeling that being a chef is a shameful profession, so she had been deeply ingrained with this belief since she was a child, until just now, when she discovered that being a chef can also be respected.

"What are you laughing at? You look silly."

Zichen teased her.

"I want to, I'll laugh if I want to, you're the silly one, hmph!"

Li Xueer is like a child when she gets angry; she gets angry quickly and gets over it quickly.

She saw someone selling cotton candy on the street and immediately went to buy one. Holding a very large one in her hand, she licked it happily and even held it up to Zichen to ask if he wanted to eat.

"Don't want any."

Zichen refused flatly, very disgusted.

He even reminded her: "You just ate steak and now you're eating cotton candy, aren't you worried about getting fat?"

"Not worried at all, if I get fat, I get fat, what does it matter? In this world, only gourmet food and... cannot be let down!"

The two words she didn't say were "love."

The cotton candy on the street really cannot be counted as gourmet food; it only has sweetness and no other flavor.

But the shape is like the clouds in the sky, which is why it attracts many children.

"Eat less, that's enough."

Finally, under Zichen's intervention, she didn't finish it. Li Xueer looked at the remaining half of the cotton candy with reluctance and threw it into the trash can.

People with bitter hearts like sweet food more.

Zichen wanted to say, in the future, when you are with me, I will make it so you don't need sweetness on your taste buds.

But he hadn't thought it through; if he made such a promise, would he be able to fulfill it?

Although he had such a thought in his heart, it was not very mature yet, so he didn't say it out loud.

The cinema.

Zichen had been here many times before, but Li Xueer made a fuss: "So this is what a cinema looks like? It's different from what I saw on TV."

Zichen:...

He asked: "You've never been here?"

Li Xueer shook her head: "Never been here, this is my first time watching a movie."

"Haven't you ever come to watch one with friends, besties, or an ex-boyfriend?"

Li Xueer: "I've never had friends, besties, or an ex-boyfriend from the time I was little until now."

Zichen:...

He bought the tickets, and the two of them entered the theater for a thriller horror movie.

According to standard logic, girls watching a thriller movie would tremble with fear and snuggle into a boy's arms seeking comfort.

But Li Xueer was not standard; not only was she not afraid, she kept talking.

"It's fake; this ghost must be a person in disguise."

Before long, the subsequent plot unfolded, and sure enough, it was someone playing at being a ghost.

"See? She definitely won't be able to get away!"

The person fleeing really didn't get away and was caught.

"Why is she screaming? If she just stayed quiet, it would be fine..."

Li Xueer kept spoiling the plot, and the audience sitting around them became dissatisfied and started to protest.

"Can you please stop talking?"

"This is a public place; affecting others is a very impolite thing to do."

"Exactly, exactly."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Li Xueer apologized in a hurry; disturbing others was her fault, and if one is wrong, one must apologize—this was only right.

Unable to talk anymore, she felt very bored again.

So she fell asleep; while sleeping, her head rested on Zichen's shoulder, and in her daze, she even adjusted to a comfortable position, then snuggled into his arms and fell asleep.

Li Xueer was sleeping soundly when suddenly Zichen gently shook her: "Wake up, stop sleeping, let's go."

"No need, you watch it, I'll sleep for a while." Her sleep had been disturbed, and she was very unhappy.

"It's over, they're clearing the theater."

"Huh?"