In the back kitchen, the "dripping" sound of the flat plate hanging on the wall indicates that there are guests ordering.

Jiang Jian has been following Jiang Weiming, and now that Jiang Weiming is paying attention to the porpoise, he goes to the cutting board to cut vegetables, which is closest to the tablet, and leans over and squints at it.

"Table 3 in Area C ordered a large portion of eight-treasure porridge. Jiang Jian shouted loudly.

"3 tables, 3 tables, which table is it?" Jiang Weiguo raised his head alertly, waved his hand at Luo Yu, who was being scolded because he dropped the plate while serving the food, and motioned for him to go to work first, and then continue to scold after a while.

Luo Yu returned to Hetai with a disgraced face and asked Han Yigu: "How much money is deducted for smashing the plate?"

"A 30. Han Yi didn't raise his head and continued to work.

"Table 3 is my master's table. The seats of the guests in Area C are all arranged by Zhang Guanghang, and he knows best, "It should be that my master can't eat any dishes and wants to drink porridge, it's not a big problem." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ji Yue came to the door of the back kitchen, grabbed a cold dish chef and said: "The eight-treasure porridge at table 3 in Area C was ordered by Xu Cheng, and it should have been ordered from the old gentleman at their table, please go and tell them." ”

The cold dish chef trotted over and relayed Ji Yue's words as they were.

"Han, I'll take care of you and scoop the porridge. Jiang Weiguo commanded.

"Wait a minute. Jiang Feng suddenly spoke, "The eight-treasure porridge I boiled today is a bit light, just one porridge is too monotonous, I'll make another vegetable and chicken and send it over together." ”

The ingredients are ready-made, and the ones that should be pickled have already been pickled, and it takes a few minutes to make a dish of chicken.

Jiang Feng felt that Xia Muqi might like this dish.

Jiang Weiguo didn't speak, and he acquiesced.

"My master doesn't like to eat vegetable wrapped chicken. Zhang Guanghang kindly reminded, "He never eats this dish, and he didn't make it when a guest wanted to order it before." ”

"It's all a thought, I just learned this dish recently, wait a minute, do you want to - I'll teach you how to make it?" Jiang Feng suddenly remembered the special effect of the vegetable wrapped chicken, and turned around in time.

If Zhang Guanghang really has someone he likes or the kind that is difficult to open in his heart, the buff will confess with a hot brain, and with his good looks, he will definitely get off the list in minutes. At that time, Ji Yue will not be so grief-stricken that he will not be able to go to work, and Taifeng Building will lose an excellent lobby foreman on the first day of opening.

"Huh?" Zhang Guanghang was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Feng's brain circuit to be so strange, and refused on the spot, "No, I will cook this dish." ”

Cabbage leaves over water, wrap the marinated chicken fillet in it, hang the egg white paste and fry it in the pot, remove it, raise the heat, re-fry it, and remove it from the pot.

While setting the plate for Jiang Jiankang's sweet and sour carp, Sang Ming muttered to Han Yigu next to him: "This dish is easy, I feel that I can learn to make it, my crispy meat is fried very well, and my crispy meat is fried by me every Chinese New Year." ”

Han Yigu has also seen the world after staying in Beiping for a few years, and explained: "This is originally a home-cooked side dish here, and many people will make it, just like the crispy pork you have there." ”

"That's not right for you, my sister won't fry crispy meat, she will eat, I fry her in the kitchen and she only knows to take chopsticks and wait next to her, and she won't even wrap flour, hey, you talk about my sister, she doesn't look good, and ......" Sang Ming can say anything about his sister, in just a few days, Sang Ming's legendary magical sister who is about to go to high school is not good-looking, and there are acne on her face, fat, and her hands and feet are not quick and she can't work.

Just ask someone in the back kitchen, ask what impact it has on Sang Ming, and ask what impact it has on Sang Ming, and everyone can answer if you have any impression of his sister.

Words can be said exactly the same.

"Sang Ming, put on the plate. Jiang Feng said.

"Okay. Sang Ming finally let his sister go.

Three vegetable wrapped chicken, Sang Ming integrated the design concept of three cakes when arranging, arranged diagonally in a row, wiped and outlined the soup at the bottom of the plate, added some meaningless decorations, and quickly sent the vegetable wrapped chicken and eight-treasure porridge to the food window.

The porridge is a cauldron, a cauldron familiar to the judges of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, a cauldron with the characteristics of the Jiang family, and a cauldron that makes the fledgling young waiters who have never seen the world tremble with fear.

"Sister Fang, that pot of porridge, I... I can't move. The young and beautiful waiter could only go to Fang Mei for help.

Fang Mei was walking back and forth in the lobby to see if anyone had made a mistake, and when she heard her words, her brows furrowed: "Why can't you move?"

"I really can't hold it, that pot of porridge is too ... It's too heavy. The young and beautiful waiter was about to cry, "Brother Zhao, they are all on the second floor, I am afraid that I will come to you because of the delay." ”

Fang Mei felt that the current little girl's body was really weak, everyone was engaged in manual labor, and she couldn't even hold the porridge, and said: "I'll take a look, you usually have to pay attention to exercising your hand strength, otherwise you won't be able to serve the food steadily." ”

Then Fang Mei saw the porridge in the food window.

Fang Mei began to doubt her life.

Fang Mei stepped forward, her anger sank into the dantian, her center of gravity was lowered, her arms exerted force, and the porridge was served steadily, but she quickly put the porridge down.

She can stand up, but not necessarily upright, and she won't try things that she is not sure of.

"You go to the second floor and find a boy to come down. Fang Mei said to the young and beautiful waiter.

Before the young and beautiful waiter went upstairs, Ji Yue saw that both of them had been lingering at the Sichuan cuisine window for a long time before coming over to take a look, and saw the two of them looking at each other in a pot of familiar porridge.

"Sister Fang, what's wrong, there's something wrong with the dish?" Ji Yue asked, "Isn't this the porridge ordered in Area C?" I remember ordering a large portion of eight-treasure porridge in Area C. ”

"The porridge is a bit heavy, I'm afraid that it will be unstable to serve it, so I asked Xiaoling to go upstairs and call a boy to come down and serve it. Fang Mei said.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll just bring it over, Xiaoling, you take this dish and wrap the chicken." Ji Yue smiled, easily picked up the eight-treasure porridge, and walked like flying.

Fang Mei: ???

Xiaoling: !!

Xiao Ling looked at Ji Yue with a look of adoration, and snorted Qi Rou's fellow countryman fiercely in her heart. That guy has been secretly saying bad things about Ji Yue for the past few days, saying for a while that Ji Yue is arrogant and looks down on people, and those who graduated from famous universities look down on people, and they are not waiters like them, and then they say that Ji Yue will not be a foreman for anything, as if Ji Yue is not a foreman and she can be a foreman.

When she was working, she knew that she was lazy, and Xiaoling saw it several times. Fang Mei repeatedly emphasized that before giving the guests a tablet, they must first introduce the ordering system, and everyone kept it in mind, only Qi Rou's fellow villagers cut corners, sometimes they didn't even say anything, and they found a corner to be lazy when they had the opportunity, and laughed at others for working honestly and without adding money.

Xiao Ling sneered in her heart, that fool really thinks that being treated as a fool is just a smart person, she can survive the probation period without being fired, she Lin Ling read her name upside down!

"Hello, Caibao chicken, please use it slowly, this is a large eight-treasure porridge delivery. Lin Ling said with a smile.

Everyone didn't react, so everyone's eyes were focused on the eight-treasure porridge that Ji Yue had just put on the table.

Everyone had the same idea.

What a big pot!

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