At seven o'clock in the morning, the Chinese restaurant officially opened, and our comrade Lin Fan also began his day's work as a cook.

The so-called kitchen assistant is actually doing chores in the kitchen, such as cutting vegetables, washing vegetables or something, in short, he does all the groceries in the kitchen.

Originally, Comrade Lin Fan thought that he couldn't do it, but he didn't expect it to be very easy to get started, as if he had done this before.

In this way, as time passed day by day, our Comrade Lin Fan gradually adapted to this kind of life.

On this day, in the kitchen, when the dishes were just put into the oil pot, Dad Yang suddenly covered his stomach and said to Lin Fan: "Dali, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, you can help me top it first." ”

Dad Yang is both the owner and the chef of this Chinese restaurant.

Seeing that Dad Yang handed the spoon to his hand and left, Lin Fan was a little stunned.

"Hey, Uncle Ping, I don't know how to cook!"

It's a pity that Dad Yang has disappeared like a rabbit and can no longer hear any sound.

What to do?

Lin Fan held the spoon and didn't know what to do.

Looking at the eggplants in the oil pot that were about to get angry, Lin Fan could only bite the bullet.

I don't know why, when he stood next to the stove, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and his whole temperament changed, and his eyes became sharp.

I saw that Lin Fan's hands moved together, the dishes in the pot flew over, and the spoon in his hand flew out of a red and white picture.

The whole action is done in one go, as if a work of art has been completed.

After a while, the dishes in the pot were freshly baked.

turned off the fire on the stove, and Lin Fan became the state with a blank look in his eyes again, as if he was not cooking just now was not him at all.

When the waiter Xiaoqian came to the kitchen to serve the food, she found that Lin Fan was the only one in the kitchen, and immediately asked curiously: "Brother Dali, why are you the only one in the kitchen, Uncle Ping?"

Although Uncle Ping is the owner of this restaurant, he is kind and kind to everyone, so the guys in the store always affectionately call him Uncle Ping.

"Uncle Ping had a stomach upset and went to the toilet. Lin Fan explained casually.

"What can I do then, there are still so many guests waiting to be served?" Xiao Qian stomped her feet anxiously.

Xiao Qian's skin is fair, she is a cute girl who is smart, and she usually has no classes in school, so she will work here part-time.

"What smell?" Suddenly, Xiao Qian seemed to smell something, and couldn't help but sniff her nose and ask.

Soon found a plate of oily eggplant, and didn't think much about it, thinking that it was made by the boss before going to the toilet, and suddenly stared at the dish with glowing eyes, with a salivating expression.

Why didn't I find Uncle Ping's cooking so fragrant before?

Xiao Qian thought secretly in her heart, and couldn't help swallowing saliva and said, "I look very appetizing at first glance, I really want to taste it!"

Lin Fan suddenly smiled, feeling that this cute girl was so cute, and said, "If you want to taste it, it's already nonsense anyway." ”

Naturally, it is impossible to serve such a dish to the guests, so Lin Fan said so.

"That's not good!" Xiao Qian said hesitantly, although the boss has never been a buddy for her, but if the fierce boss lady knows, she will definitely be scolded.

"It's okay, it's a waste to put it here anyway, I won't tell the hostess. ”

Xiao Qian's heart was suddenly moved, and she took a pair of chopsticks and tasted it immediately, and a pair of smart eyes widened in an instant.

"Is it unpalatable?" Seeing Xiao Qian's expression, Lin Fan asked embarrassedly.

Hearing this, Xiao Qian seemed to have just reacted, and exclaimed excitedly: "No, it's so delicious, it's better than the chef in the big hotel." ”

As she spoke, Xiao Qian also licked a touch of soup at the corner of her mouth, looking unfinished!

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Is it so exaggerated as you say?"

"If you don't believe it, taste it yourself. ”

As he spoke, he handed the chopsticks in his hand to the man, but after handing them over, he regretted it a little, and his little face turned red inexplicably.

Lin Fan took the chopsticks and didn't think about it, he put a little eggplant in his mouth and chewed it, but it was not as exaggerated as Xiaoqian said, but he thought it was not bad, but the eggplant seemed to be a little nonsense, but it didn't affect the taste very much.

"Is this really Uncle Ping's doing? I've never eaten such a delicious eggplant drizzled in oil. Xiaoqian looked very satisfied.

"Actually, I made this dish!" Lin Fan said embarrassedly on the side.

"What, you said you made this dish?"

Xiao Qian stared at Lin Fan incredulously, her big eyes, coupled with her expression at the moment, the cute attribute became more and more obvious.

"Yes, Uncle Ping just poured the vegetables into the oil pot and ran away, so I had to bite the bullet, I thought this dish would be very difficult to eat?" Lin Fan touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

"Brother Dali, you used to be on the mainland, wouldn't you be the chef in the hotel?" Xiao Qian put away her shocked look and asked with some curiosity.

"Maybe!" Lin Fan smiled awkwardly, trying to fool him through.

Although Xiao Qian was a little puzzled by Lin Fan's answer, she was simple-minded and didn't continue to ask more.

She didn't know much about this young and handsome cook, who had just arrived, only that he was a relative of the boss and came from the mainland.

"Uncle Ping hasn't come back yet, the guests are urging, or you can cook the rest of the dishes, anyway, your cooking is so delicious!" Xiao Qian proposed.

"This ...... Okay!" Lin Fan just hesitated, and then agreed, even if it was a temporary help! I don't know when Uncle Ping will be able to come out of the bathroom when he has a stomach, and it's not good to let the guests wait all the time.

Seeing that Lin Fan agreed, Xiao Qian's little face suddenly showed joy, and said, "I'll go and appease the guests outside first, and I'll trouble you with the rest?"

With that, he quickly ran out.

Lin Fan looked at the menu left by Xiao Qian, although the name of the dish was inexplicably unfamiliar, but he didn't know why, and the method of this dish suddenly appeared in his heart.

In about ten minutes, Lin Fan made all the names of the dishes left by Xiaoqian.

When Xiaoqian came in again and looked at these freshly baked dishes, she was particularly shocked.

I didn't expect a little assistant chef to have such cooking skills, but why didn't the proprietress let him take charge of the cooking?

Xiao Qian thought suspiciously.

Xiao Qian quickly put a few dishes in the cart, exited the kitchen, and delivered them to the guests' tables according to the seat number marked before.

At this time, in the living room of the restaurant, a woman who looked easy-going and had a kind of aristocratic temperament was sitting at a table by the window, looking out the window at the flow of people and not knowing what to think.

When Xiao Qian put a few dishes in front of her, the woman was immediately attracted by a very good aroma, and gradually withdrew her gaze.

Looking at the exquisite dishes in front of her, if she didn't know that she was just coming from an ordinary Chinese restaurant, she would have thought that it was made by the famous chef of a big hotel.

The woman picked up the chopsticks and tasted a small bite, and suddenly a taste that had never been before bloomed in the taste buds, and she was in a happy mood and forgot all her troubles for a while, and carefully tasted these dishes.

As the movement of picking vegetables in her hands became more and more frequent, she soon ate a few dishes on the table cleanly, which was almost never something for her.

However, these dishes are really delicious!

"Boss!" After putting the chopsticks on the table and wiping the corners of her mouth with restaurant paper, the woman called the proprietress for her.

"What's the matter, guest?" Mother Yang looked at the woman's face with a smile, although the woman in front of her looked friendly, but it gave people a noble feeling.

"Where did you get your cook?" asked the woman.

"Cook?" Mother Yang was stunned for a moment, and asked a little uncertainly, "Is this dish not to your liking?"

The woman shook her head and said, "This dish is quite good, I have eaten a lot of dishes made by chefs in five-star hotels, and there is no comparison with yours! Can you please him come out for a while? I want to hire him to be the chef of our hotel with a high salary." ”

"This ......" Yang's mother was a little confused.

Is this talking about your own cook?

It's better than the dishes made in a five-star hotel, are you sure you're not kidding me?

As the proprietress of this Chinese restaurant, how could she not know her husband's cooking skills?

Also, are you digging into your own corners in a bright way?

Many of the guests are regular customers here, and they have eaten the dishes here for more than ten years, and they have never seen this woman say so exaggerated.

Some unbelieving guests even tasted the dish that had just been placed on the table, and were immediately conquered by the food in their hands, and they could guarantee that it was the most delicious dish they had ever eaten in their lives.

"When Lao Yang's level has grown, this has already caught up with the chef of a five-star hotel. A frequent diner said.

"What kind of five-star chef, haven't you heard the girl say that this dish is better than the five-star one?" said another old man, who was a little older.

"If people say you believe it!"

"Don't believe it, as soon as I look at this woman, I know that she behaves well, she must have seen the world, and she must have eaten food in a five-star hotel before she dared to say that. And didn't you hear from people that they wanted to hire Lao Yang to their hotel with a high salary. ”

Listening to the muttering sounds coming from the surroundings one after another, although Yang's mother didn't know why her husband suddenly made the food so delicious, she still stubbornly asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Zheng Jiahui!" the woman said with a smile.

"You're that Zheng Jiahui from The Peninsula Hotel!" asked Mama Yang's eyes widened.

Zheng Jiahui's name can be described as thunderous in the ears of Xiangjiang people, how could Yang's mother not know, not to mention that she is also a woman, so she naturally pays more attention to it.

Zheng Jiahui nodded suddenly, and immediately exploded in the restaurant.

"I'll just say that this woman is not an ordinary person!" said that Zheng Jiahui's demeanor and conversation were good, and he seemed to have seen through the mystery a long time ago and looked at the people around him triumphantly and said.