Chapter 398 - 158: I, Zhang Li! Will Not Have My Food Stolen Anymore

Chapter 398: Chapter 158: I, Zhang Li! Will Not Have My Food Stolen Anymore

Liu Shengnan had originally offered to have the company pay for gas, but she took back the offer the second she saw the mileage on Zhang Jiayi’s fleet of luxury cars.

Are you kidding me?

Your freaking G-Wagen guzzles seventeen liters per hundred kilometers. It’s thirstier than Boss Su’s wok! Who in their right mind would pay to fill that up for you?

"Boss! What’s the new dish?" Zhang Jiayi asked excitedly.

Su Chen was about to tell her but quickly changed his mind. "It’s a secret for now! You’ll know once you’ve tried it."

After all, the name "egg fried rice" was just too plain. Only someone who had tasted it could know how unbelievably good it was.

He had cooked a lot of rice earlier—about two large bowls of uncooked rice, which yielded four bowls of cooked rice!

Plus, since the grains separated and fluffed up during frying, the whole basin of fried rice probably amounted to at least five bowls!

There would be more than enough to give everyone present half a small bowl.

Upon hearing they could sample a new dish, the group, exhausted after more than a week of hard work, immediately swarmed around Su Chen, eagerly squeezing into the elevator.

Even as the elevator ascended, they were all still excitedly guessing what the new delicacy might be.

But what none of them knew was that just fifteen minutes earlier, right when Su Chen had stepped onto the second floor...

Zhang Li, panting with exhaustion, had climbed all the way to the nineteenth floor. She leaned against the wall and glanced at the elevator door.

’I’m such an idiot. Why can’t I ever remember that the thirty-second floor is already renovated?!’

She tapped her head in frustration.

Then, she cheerfully pushed open the office door. "Boss Su?"

He wasn’t there.

She went to the bathroom door. "Boss Su?"

Still not there.

Finally, she walked into the kitchen. "Boss Su?"

"Boss Su is so lazy! Why didn’t he wash the pots after cooking?"

The diligent and considerate young woman carefully washed the spatula, the iron wok, and the inner pot from the rice cooker, which had all been left in the sink.

That’s when Zhang Li noticed something.

"The warming cabinet is still on."

She unplugged it and, on a whim, peeked inside. ’I wonder if there’s anything in here?’

And so...

’There’s so much fried rice. Boss Su can’t possibly eat all of this by himself, right? I’ll just have a small bowl to see how it tastes!’

Once the door to temptation is opened, it can rarely be closed again.

The moment the rice touched her tongue, Zhang Li felt that every other egg fried rice she had ever eaten was, in comparison, complete garbage.

With every chew, the golden fried rice released the pure, clean aroma of the rice itself. But what was even more amazing was the fragrance of the egg that came with it. It was completely different from the eggy flavor of any fried rice she’d had before!

Ordinary egg fried rice always has a slight, somewhat unpleasant gaminess from the egg.

The taste wasn’t overpowering, but it was undeniably there.

But this fried rice had none of that at all. It had only the pure fragrance of egg, with all the gaminess removed!

And the texture was on another level entirely. Not too soft, not too firm—it was perfect, providing an unprecedented sense of comfort!

"Sho delishious!"

Zhang Li completely forgot what she had come for, shoveling spoonful after spoonful into her mouth.

Her mind went blank. Her only thought was to stuff herself completely full with the egg fried rice before her!

NOM NOM NOM~

After one bowl, she had another.

At that moment, Zhang Li was completely unstoppable, as if a tiny person in her brain was frantically screaming at her.

’Hurry up and freaking eat!!!’

What was even more frightening was that after one bowl, Zhang Li didn’t feel satisfied in the slightest. The egg fried rice seemed to be imbued with Magic Power; the more she ate, the better it tasted!

As a result, she ate faster and faster, devouring an entire small bowl of fried rice in just two or three bites.

"*BUUURP*~"

It was only when Zhang Li went to get another serving and found she had eaten every last bit of fried rice in the basin that she let out a contented burp.

’Ah, that was so good!’

She looked down at her bulging belly, then picked up a single grain of golden rice that had fallen onto her shirt and popped it into her mouth.

’Mm, can’t let a single grain go to waste!’

’Right, what did I come to the nineteenth floor for again?’

She puffed out her cheeks, thinking for a good while. ’Oh, right! I was looking for the boss!’

Then, ever the diligent worker, Zhang Li washed the small bowl, chopsticks, and the basin until they were sparkling clean.

"Boss Su?"

"Boss Su?"

As she walked along, she once again forgot that the 32nd floor was renovated and naturally wandered back toward the stairwell to head down.

DING!

The elevator doors opened.

"It’s definitely a meat dish!" Zhang Heping declared with certainty. "Only meat dishes are worthy of a proper tasting!"

Shi Qi readily agreed. "I think so too. Boss Su has been cooped up for the past few days—we haven’t seen him all week. This dish is probably going to blow everyone away!"

"What? A new dish that took a whole week to develop?" Fang Chang was shocked too. "Boss Su, I didn’t have time to come by this week. You’ve been working on a new dish this whole time? Not fair! You all have to let me have a few extra bites later! It’ll be compensation for my wounded pride!"

"I’d say it’s probably a dish related to the upcoming sports meet," President Ling said, hitting the nail on the head.

Su Chen gave her an