Chapter 280 - Chapter 267: Destiny (1/2)

Chapter 267: Destiny

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Despite the seemingly small differences, in the long run, if they were to handle the same task, the former would probably end up in a dead end, while Zhuang Qingning would manage to find a way out and handle all matters properly.

Ding Gaochang’s respect for the Zhuang Qingning in front of him grew increasingly.

As the saying goes, a place of outstanding people is often one with clear water and lush mountains. Even such an ordinary village could bring forth such an exceptional talent.

The more Ding Gaochang thought about it, the more his eyes squinted in laughter.

After some cordial conversation, Ding Gaochang bid farewell and left. Zhuang Qingning walked him to the door, then rolled up her sleeves to help Zhang Yongchang and Lian Rong clean up the leftover food and cooking utensils such as the iron pots.

“Uncle Zhang, you’ve been busy all day. Take a rest. Lian Rong and I can handle the rest.” Zhuang Qingning said to Zhuang Qingsui, “Go, make a cup of tea for

Uncle Yongchang.”

“Alright.” Zhuang Qingsui went cheerfully to boil water and make tea, and then served it to everyone.

“I’ve been busy, but you two haven’t been idle either. If you’re tired, go and rest.” Zhang Yongchang took his handkerchief from his neck, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and laughed, “Actually, I don’t feel tired at all.”

“Honestly, I think it’s because I’ve been idle at home for a few days. Seeing so many people having meals today, I don’t know why, but it makes me extraordinarily happy. When I work, I feel so full of energy, and I don’t feel

exhausted.”

“This is simply a laborious life…”

Zhang Yongchang joked about himself.

Zhuang Qingning and Lian Rong glanced at each other.

This was not a laborious life, it was his destiny.

Having worked as a chef for so many years, he had long become accustomed to working around the stove. His most satisfying moments were when he was serving up delicious dishes, and when he heard the exclamations of the diners tasting his food.

Today’s warm dining gathering allowed Zhang Yongchang to rediscover a long-lost sense of satisfaction, which made him feel overjoyed and more comfortable.

“Uncle Zhang.” Zhuang Qingning paused her cleaning work and started to speak with some hesitation, “Have you really given up on the idea of being the head chef at Ruyi Pavilion?”

Zhang Yongchang1 s smile froze a little, then he patted Zhuang Qingning on the shoulder.

He understood Zhuang Qingning’s intention.

And he understood his own feelings at the moment.

Today’s events had indeed allowed him to rediscover the long-lost feeling of being a chef. He felt a renewed vigor in his body, a detail that Zhuang Qingning had clearly noticed and understood.

“I’ll think about it for a couple more days.” said Zhang Yongchang, Just two days. I’ll give Manager Chai an answer then, regardless of whether I choose to go or not. That way, he won’t have to keep worrying about me and put his own affairs on hold.”

“Alright.” Zhuang Qingning nodded, and smiled slightly, “But no matter what,

I hope that Uncle Zhang will make a decisions in line with what he wants. As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.