Chu Jiajie laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, you still have a way. That guy hates it when he sees it. I don't know how to get him away. Unexpectedly, as soon as you come, he ran away!"

When Chen Qiye heard Chu Jiajie still call him brother-in-law, he quickly signaled this kid not to talk nonsense. Chu Yuting didn't care about it just now, but now she would definitely be angry if there is no outsider.

However, unexpectedly, Chu Yuting just blushed but was not angry. She just glared at Chu Jiajie and scolded lightly: "Jiajie, if you have time, you can talk about anything here, why don't you hurry up and use a broom to clean it up!"

Chu Jiajie responded and quickly got a broom and swept the slags from the blue and white porcelain basin.

Looking at the slags, Chu Yuting felt a little regretful. “What a pity, I really like this porcelain basin.”

Chen Qiye snapped his fingers: "This is easy. I'll go there to see if there is anything similar, and I'll just pick you up one."

"Is that so? Thank you."

While Chu Jiajie was cleaning, Chu Yuting picked up the wooden box in a blue and white porcelain basin and looked at it. Then she said in surprise: "This wooden box... seems pretty good?"

"The things nowadays are all about packaging. Otherwise, how can the value of the things in the box be reflected?"

"But, this box is too good, right? Why do I think this box is more valuable than the eighty-eight-yuan porcelain basin?"

Chen Qiye smiled and said, "So, the current counterfeit product technology is advanced, and even a packaging box is so exquisite. Today's worth of this hundred yuan!"

Chu Yuting put down the box and looked at Chen Qiye: "I just said 88 yuan, why did it become one hundred in a blink of an eye?"

Chen Qiye shrugged: "The box doesn't cost money? This broken wooden box cost me more than a dozen yuan."

Seeing Chen Qiye's appearance, Chu Yuting couldn't help laughing. But she quickly stopped laughing and put the wooden box on the cabinet.

When Chu Jiajie finished cleaning, she asked Chen Qiye to sit over and have dinner together.

What Chen Qiye didn't expect was that today's dishes were made by Chu Jiajie. Moreover, his skills are quite good, and they are excellent in both color, fragrance and taste, and they are quite like a restaurant chef.

Although Chen Qiye is also good at cooking, he is much inferior to Chu Jiajie.

"Jiajie, his skills are good! He is enough to be a chef in a five-star hotel!" Chen Qiye said in surprise, "At your level, it is more than enough to be a chef at the Binjiang Century Hotel!"

When Chu Jiajie heard this, his shoulders trembled. He did not talk as loudly as usual, but he smiled silently and said nothing.

Chen Qiye looked at Chu Yuting curiously: "What did I say wrong?"

Chu Yuting shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, you talked about Jiajie's sadness."

Chen Qiye put down his chopsticks: "Come on, tell me, what's going on?"

Chu Yuting glanced at Chu Jiajie: "Jiajie is different from me. He has been not interested in his father's career since he was a child. His interests and expertise are cooking skills. His father is very supportive of his talent and sent him to many cooking training classes."

Chen Qiye nodded: "Well, what about it later? Why not follow the chef's path?"

"You actually know what happened later. My father died of illness and left us a mess with debt. In order to help me, Jiajie had to give up his dream."

Chen Qiye thoughtfully picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few bites of the dish: "Although Jiajie has not taken this path, his skills have not fallen behind."

"This kid practices every day when he is fine, and after he finishes, he will give me some taste. As a result, I was fed to him and I became fat!"

Although Chu Yuting's words were full of anger, her tone was full of pity.

Speaking of fatness, Chen Qiye's eyes involuntarily glanced at Chu Yuting's chest. Others had belly fat, but she was fine, all of them had breasts.

When Chu Yuting noticed Chen Qiye's gaze, he immediately shouted: "Where are you looking, you hooligan! Look again and dig out your eyes!"

Chen Qiye quickly withdrew his gaze, laughed dryly, and opened the topic: "Jiajie, now your father's last wish has been settled, the store has been sold, the debt has been paid off, and the new home has been stable. Do you want to go back to the chef's path?"

Chu Jiajie smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't want to. I have missed the best age to be a chef. I go to a big hotel to apply for a job, but people don't want me."

"why is that?"

"In the chef industry, the focus is on qualifications. No matter how capable you are, you can start with the basics after entering the kitchen. Three years of apprenticeship, three years of cutting vegetables, and three years of side dishes. When you can take the spoon, at least ten years. It is impossible to be a chef without fifteen years."

Chu Jiajie sighed: "I am twenty-five years old after my birthday this year and I have missed the best opportunity. It is unlikely to enter this industry."

Chen Qiye touched his chin: "Rules are dead, and people live. In this society, as long as there is a relationship, everything is easy to discuss. Since your skills are so outstanding, some of the intermediate processes can be avoided."

"What I said is right, but I have no way, it doesn't matter, I..."

Chen Qiye raised his hand and interrupted him: "I can think of a solution for you."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Jiajie's eyes suddenly shone with light. He stared at Chen Qiye's face: "Really?"

Chen Qiye smiled and said, "Don't forget that I have a loyal little brother. She has a wide connection and knows many big hotel owners. It's not a matter of one word to hire a chef!"

"Then...that's OK?"

"I'll ask for you."

Chu Jiajie picked up the cup and said with emotion: "Brother-in-law, the family will not speak two families. I won't say much if I am grateful. Everything is in the wine!"

Chen Qiye quickly glanced at Chu Yuting, and then said, "Jiajie, you can just talk drunk before you drink. OK, don't make fun of me and your sister, drink as soon as you drink, don't talk too much nonsense!"

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass first, raised his neck and drank it all.

Because Chen Qiye's words seemed to see hope, Chu Jiajie's whole mood improved. Once he was in a good mood, he would easily drink too much. Chen Qiye also drank a lot with him.

After a meal, both of them were drunk.

Chen Qiye rarely gets drunk like this, because he can feel very relaxed when he is with Chu Jiajie. However, he can't go back when he is drunk, so he can only sleep in Chu Jiajie's room.

Chu Jiajie was helped to the sofa by Chu Yuting, covered him with a blanket, and let him sleep on the sofa.

When he slept until midnight, Chen Qiye woke up. As soon as he woke up, he felt dry mouth and tongue, so he wanted to sit up.
Chapter completed!