In the back kitchen, it is still busy, the sound of the stove, the sound of the range hood, and the sound of the wok knocking on the wok with a frying spoon are constantly ringing.

Zhou Peng approached Song Zixuan and said, "Song Zixuan, I'm sorry just now, I lost my temper with you before I figured things out." ”

In the face of Zhou Peng's active apology, Song Zixuan was surprised, although this guy looked and acted a little soft, but he could see that he was very proud in his bones, and he actually took the initiative to bow his head and apologize...... It's incredible.

"It's okay, I didn't take it to heart. Song Zixuan leaned against the wall and raised his eyes to look at Zhou Peng.

"Hehe, that's good, look, now that the guest has asked a question, do you want to make another one?" Zhou Peng said with a smile, but he secretly scolded Song Zixuan in his heart, Zheng Hui spoke to him respectfully, but this guy didn't know to stand up when he saw him, the manager......

"Okay, but I don't have any kitchen utensils. Song Zixuan said.

In fact, he didn't deliberately fail to do it, and even now he didn't plan to see how Zheng Hui and the others would end, after all, his job task was only emperor fried rice, but the problem now was ...... He didn't have any kitchen utensils.

Compared to the others' stoves, only his special stove is empty.

Song Zixuan said, Zheng Hui also happened to walk in, Zhou Peng turned around and said, "Lao Zheng, what's the matter with you? I understand the rules of kitchenware, but you have to leave a set for each stove, right?"

"This ...... Manager, this kid is too crazy, I also want to educate him, didn't the two of us discuss it that day, so ......"

"Discuss a fart, I'll tell you Lao Zheng, give you three minutes, let Song Zixuan's stove put all the due kitchen utensils and spices on the stove, delay the serving, I can't protect you in this matter!"

After Zhou Peng finished speaking, he walked out of the back kitchen directly, obviously leaving no room for Zheng Hui, as for Zheng Hui, he could only do it, which was the most embarrassing thing for him now.

There are also many people in the back kitchen, and under Zheng Hui's instructions, in more than a minute, Song Zixuan's stove was set up, including a wok, a wok, a spoon, knives and various seasonings.

Walking to the stove, Song Zixuan could almost feel his heartbeat, after all, this was the first time he stood in front of the stove in such a large kitchen, compared to it, the stove of the Chunxiang Restaurant was more like a toy......

The first fried rice that came out in the real sense, the corners of Song Zixuan's mouth slightly hooked an arc, and his career as a chef began today!

Song Zixuan shook the wok and smiled knowingly, although he didn't have his own exclusive kitchenware like those chefs, at least this was his first wok, and when he touched it, he couldn't say how much he loved it.

On the side, Zheng Hui and Li Tao were all looking at him, as if they were waiting for the performance, and even many chefs came over just after finishing their work, and their seriousness was not lost at all when they watched Zheng Hui make seafood fried rice just now.

Li Tao said in a low voice: "Boss, the guests you fried said no, then this kid will be even more useless, will the guests deliberately find fault." ”

"Hmph, today I want to open my eyes, what is the real imperial fried rice. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, the stove was turned on, and Song Zixuan began his own steps.

The so-called steps of Emperor Fried Rice are almost the same as ordinary fried rice, scrambled eggs, fried rice, and then add scrambled eggs and seasonings, and these processes are just pediatrics in Zheng Hui's eyes.

"Fuck, what kind of thing do I think it is, egg fried rice?" Li Tao said with a snort.

Zheng Hui also chuckled: "Awesome, it seems that there is really a drama to watch today, if this fried rice is served, it will be strange if nothing happens!"

He was secretly glad in his heart that Song Zixuan had obviously carried his pot, and it seemed that he had passed this level, but Song Zixuan ...... Hehe, there is less luck in the ferocity.

Although the exhaust fans were turned on, the flavors of the finished dishes in the back kitchen had already been mixed together, and the range hood in front of Song Zixuan was turned on strongly, so that the fragrance of Jinyu fried rice was not noticed.

Soon, the fried rice came out of the pot, and a featureless-looking egg fried rice was served on the plate.

Song Zixuan was about to serve the plate, Zheng Hui smiled and said: "Boy, this is the emperor's fried rice? ”

Song Zixuan looked at Zheng Hui, smiled slightly, didn't speak, and walked to the food mouth.

It is said that the chef does not need to serve the dishes after frying, and there will be special miscellaneous people to pass the dishes, but Song Zixuan naturally does not have this treatment, and he also understands, so he serves it himself.

Li Tao smiled: "Boss, is this kid sick? ”

"I don't know, who knows, this restaurant feels messy. Zheng Hui frowned slightly.

In the hall, watching the waiter bring out the fried rice, Zhou Peng hurriedly stepped forward: "What is this?"

The waiter looked at the list and said, "It's the imperial fried rice from the guests at table 19." ”

"What?emperor fried rice?" Zhou Peng's two eyeballs almost didn't fall out, if Zheng Hui's seafood fried rice is not qualified, then this fried rice is simply garbage, what is the difference between this and the egg fried rice on the street for eight yuan?

"This ...... That's what it says on the list. The waiter said with some embarrassment.

Zhou Peng smiled secretly and said, "Okay, let's serve it." ”

This time Zhou Peng did not personally serve the food to the beauty, but watched from a distance, and he decided to watch the scene as an audience, Song Zixuan, since you made such a fried rice, don't blame me for being unkind.

Although he is not the boss, Zhou Peng directly manages the restaurant, and he reports everything here to the boss, such a fried rice ...... Presumably, the boss would have opened Song Zixuan anyway.

As the waiter brought the dishes over, some diners couldn't help but look up, but they didn't all look at the fried rice, as if they were looking for something.

"What does it smell like, so fragrant?"

"Wow, it smells so good, do you smell it?"

"yes, yes, I smell it too, what kind of dish is this?"

Some diners even get up to look for the source of the aroma, but they never think that the aroma comes from a plate of fried rice on the tray in the waiter's hand, and it is plain egg fried rice......

When the fried rice was brought to the table, the beautiful woman's expression suddenly changed, you must know that even the fried rice made with expensive seafood in N just now did not move her, but at this moment, her mood obviously fluctuated.

When the fragrance came just now, the beauty also smelled it, and at that moment, she already had a mind to ask which dish it tasted like, but when this fried rice was served, she immediately understood that this was the emperor fried rice.

"Is this imperial fried rice?" asked the beauty.

The waiter subconsciously took half a step back, for fear that the guest would be angry, after all, she also saw it from the menu, this fried rice is 899 yuan, to be honest, anyone who sees this fried rice, and then contacts the price, will think of one word, black shop!

"Yes, yes. ”

The beauty nodded: "Okay, please wait a while before leaving." ”

Hearing this, the waiter's heart was even more empty, she was just a waiter after all, and she couldn't bear any responsibility, she subconsciously glanced at Zhou Peng, but the latter didn't give her any response, she could only stand here and wait.

The beautiful woman gently picked up the spoon and took a bite, couldn't help but smile, and slowly shook her head, looking very enjoyable.

I have to say that the pace of life in today's society is getting faster and faster, and it is difficult for people to really enjoy anything for their livelihood, even if they enjoy it well, it is difficult for people to devote themselves to it.

But at this moment, the expression of the beautiful woman was completely immersed in the food, and the already perfect face showed a sense of intoxication.

Seeing the change in beauty, the waiter finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that he would at least not be scolded.

And the next scene made the waiter even more dumbfounded, the beauty who looked less than twenty years old, extraordinary, and dignified and generous just now, but at this moment she ate it in a big gulp, spoonful by spoon into her mouth, completely ignoring the image of the beauty.

Looking at the golden fried rice in the spoon in the mouth, and then watching the lips of the pale lipstick sway with chewing, and the oil of the fried rice stained on the lips, the whole process is so tempting, a fried rice simply makes the beauty eat the feeling of the world's delicacies!

The waiter felt a little hungry when she saw the picture, and she secretly decided that she must buy an egg fried rice after work in a while!

The beauty picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, obviously she couldn't eat, and there was less than a third left on the plate, so she should have reached the limit of her appetite.

"I'm sorry, I was too involved in the food just now, and I made you wait for a long time," the beautiful woman's words were very decent, and obviously made the waiter have no complaints, "Can you please call the chef of this fried rice?"

"Oh, okay, okay. ”

Finally let himself go, the waiter hurriedly left, and then told Zhou Peng.

"What? want to see the chef? Hehe, okay, I'll just wait for her to say that. ”

Zhou Peng was just far away, so he naturally couldn't smell the aroma of fried rice, and he didn't notice the state of the beauty when she ate fried rice.

"Chef Song, come on. ”

Hearing Zhou Peng's words, everyone looked over, Zheng Hui became even more excited, and secretly said in his heart: Haha, something happened? This kid is finished!

"Call me?" said Song Zixuan, leaning back in his chair.

"Hehe, of course, the fried rice guests you made were so satisfied that they wanted to meet you. ”

After saying this, many people snickered, and almost everyone could hear the meaning of the words, obviously Song Zixuan was about to be scolded by the guests.

This is not unusual, for 899 yuan, you let the family eat an ordinary egg fried rice, isn't this a pit?

"Oh. Song Zixuan's expression still did not fluctuate, he got up and walked towards the front hall, Zhou Peng smiled, and Zheng Hui made a look, and the latter also showed a sinister smile.

Zhou Peng asked Song Zixuan to wait in the front hall for a while, and he walked to the table where the beautiful woman was first.

"Big beauty, what does it dislike you have to call the chef over?"

"Nothing, I just want to know what kind of chef can make fried rice like this. The beauty said, and her expression returned to flatness at this time.

"Hehe, I'm the manager, can you tell me anything, or...... If you are not satisfied, I can deal with that chef. Zhou Peng smiled.

"Processing?" asked the beauty.

"That's right, our service is designed to make the meal enjoyable, and if it's not pleasant, I won't be soft, especially for a beautiful woman like you, I can open him. As he spoke, he leaned closer to the beauty, and at the same time beckoned to Song Zixuan in the distance.

Seeing Zhou Peng's gesture, Song Zixuan walked over: "Who is looking for me?"

"Is that you?" the beauty raised her eyes to look at Song Zixuan for a moment, with a look of surprise......