C25 (1/2)

Si Difen held onto Zhang Ren's hand tightly and said: ”Mr. Zhang Le, what you said earlier might be true.”

Zhang Le said snappily: ”Mr. Si Difen, do you think that you foreigners have faith? We, the Chinese, will also do as we say, ”

”In the future, if you have any difficulties, ask me for help. I will definitely do my best to help you,” Zhang Le continued.

”Since Mr. Zhang Le has spoken, I really have a presumptuous request, I hope that you can agree,” Si Difen said as he stared at Zhang Le.

”Oh my, what kind of person is that? Just promised to help him, but he immediately made a request. What a weirdo.” ”If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to help him. Now, God knows what problem he would have asked me to help him solve.”

Zhang Le thought in his heart.

He really wanted to slap himself a few more times, he regretted it the moment he said those words.

He really did not expect this foreigner to ask for his help the moment he agreed to do so.

Besides, what could he do to help him now?

This made Zhang Le a little afraid now.

Zhang Le said to Si Difen in a somewhat terrified manner, ”Big Brother, if there's anything you need help with, you'll need my help right now.”

Si Difen said with a face full of smiles, as she looked at Zhang Le with a mischievous smile.

”I've been a chef for more than 30 years and all I want is to improve my cooking skills even more. Previously, I always thought that it was really difficult to improve my culinary skills because I didn't seem to have progressed much over the years.

But when I saw Mr. Zhang Le today, I suddenly changed my mind. ”

”Look at Mr. Zhang Le, he has such high culinary skills even though he's only in his early 20s. It looks like he's no different from ordinary people.”

Zhang Le flattered Si Difen a few times when he heard such a big basket of good words. But it was still not clear what he wanted from him, and he was growing more and more frightened.

Therefore, he immediately asked Mr. Si Difen: ”If you have something to say, just say it properly, don't say whatever you have to say. Just what do you need my help with?”

Si Difen saw that Zhang Le had even said it like that, and laughed embarrassedly. I also think that this request is a bit difficult for you, but I still have to say it.

Zhang Le will tell you when he speaks of you.

The surrounding cooks were also curious, what exactly did their boss, Si Difen, need that brat, Zhang Le to help him with?

He could only wait at the side with a serious expression on his face for him to speak.

It was as if Si Difen had made a huge decision, as he enunciated each word clearly, ”Mr. Zhang Le, I hope that you can take me in as your disciple.”

When these words were spoken, the surrounding chefs all looked as if they were in a daze. They never thought that their boss, Chef Si Difen would actually say such words.

He actually wanted to acknowledge a little kid in his twenties as his teacher.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.

Even Zhang Le was stunned.

He immediately let go of Si Difen's hands and pushed him to the side: ”Mr. Si Difen, don't joke around, how could I accept you as my disciple?”

There was even a hint of a sobbing tone in the words. He really didn't want to get into trouble.

He had come to try out his culinary skills in order to help Mina, but he didn't expect that there was someone here who wanted to take him as a disciple.

This was something that he had never thought of and could not accept.

How could a famous chef like you allow a little kid like me to take you in as a disciple? This could not be helped.

Si Difen followed closely behind Zhang Le, and said: ”Mr. Zhang Le, as long as you become your master, then your culinary skills are better than mine, and you can be my master. I was also trying to improve my cooking. ”Please help me, please help me out with my good intentions.”

”I will definitely learn how to cook from you in the future.”

Listening to Si Difen speak in all seriousness, Zhang Le really did not know how to face him, but she absolutely could not accept this disciple, but in this kind of situation, how could he reject her?

Si Difen caught up to him and pulled him tightly, as if he was afraid that's hands would run away.

Mr. Shi Difen, if you have something to say, can you please let go of my hand? You make me a little scared.

To be honest, the chefs around him were scared too. They had never seen their boss so excited before, and it was caused by him acknowledging a young man over twenty years his junior.

Zhang Le finally pulled Si Difen's hand away and took his own. It was as if he had also thrown Zhang Le away.

He said loudly, ”I said no means no. You guys don't have to make things difficult for me. I absolutely cannot accept a disciple.”

After hearing this, Shi Difen felt as if her entire being had become listless, and she said in a low voice, ”Could it be that it's really impossible? ”It wasn't easy for me to meet someone who could help me improve my culinary skills, but she definitely can't take me in as her disciple …”

Saying that the entire person was still sitting in the chair, not moving an inch.

Zhang Le also could not bear to see Si Difen's current state, but it was indeed impossible for him to accept a disciple.

However, after this short contact, Zhang Le indeed understood that Si Difen truly loved cooking. Someone like him should definitely be able to cook even better. Although she really wanted to help him, she could also help him.