"Boss, why do you look a little nervous?"

A new little cook, seeing his boss Jing Lu from time to time to look at the table over there, did not have the usual calm appearance at all, so he asked.

The two new cooks are all used by Jing Lu, and Bian Rui will not let these two cooks come over when he starts work, since the last incident, only Jing Lu and Mo Sheng can help Bian Rui.

Therefore, this little chef didn't know much about Bian Rui, he saw that he had seen Bian Rui, and Bian Rui gave him the feeling that he was quite kind, and he didn't speak loudly. But now that I see my boss like this, I am naturally a little curious.

Jinglu is naturally nervous, and it is impossible not to be nervous, his master came to eat, and he ordered the most homely dishes, a plate of shredded potatoes with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, plus two meat dishes, a slice of eel, a boiled fish, and finally a green vegetable and tofu soup.

"Have you noticed that my master's face has changed a little?" Jing Lu asked.

The assistant chef said: "No, the big boss is just the usual appearance, do you think too much, it's just home-cooked food, which one of you who has eaten your craft doesn't praise your good ......."

Now where is Jinglu interested in listening to his sycophants, he immediately waved his hand to interrupt him: "Okay, don't hold me! What do you know, it's the most difficult thing to make home-cooked food, my master's mouth I think I can taste tens of thousands of flavors, and I have no confidence in what I eat, if I have confidence in the face of others, I really don't have any confidence in him, I don't have any bottom in my heart."

As the master ate his own food, Jing Lu was a little worried.

Bian Rui didn't think so much about it, and he didn't think that this was a dish made by his apprentice, so he regarded himself as an ordinary diner and came to taste the delicious, as for why they are all home-cooked dishes, it is not that Bian Rui deliberately tests his own apprentices, but that the people who order food like these things.

It was not Bian Rui who ordered but Zhou Zheng, as for Xiaoyan, who came with him, he didn't care too much about what he ate, and asked Zhou Zheng to order it on his behalf like Bian Rui.

"Your apprentice's cooking is really good!"

Zhou Zheng picked a shredded potato and threw it into his mouth, and praised Bian Rui while eating.

"The shredded potatoes are okay, and the eel slices are also okay, but the tomatoes are a little worse, the heat is a little too much, and the tomato juice is a little too much, so the taste of the eggs is a little worse, and the eggs are not fried a little bit, and the boiled fish can only be regarded as so-so......" Bian Rui unceremoniously provoked a problem.

Zhou Zheng said with a smile: "You! You yourself say that home-cooked food is the most difficult to make, because everyone has eaten it, and everyone in the south and north has different tastes, and it is already a luxury to satisfy most people, let alone satisfy them all." But if you look at it now, how many people around here are not satisfied with the taste of the food?"

"Guests can be satisfied, but if you are a chef, then this is the craft of this life," Bian Rui said with a smile.

"You really are!" Zhou Zhengdao.

At this time, a gentle gong sounded, and Bian Rui followed everyone to look at the stage on the other side of the field.

Originally, Bian Rui thought it was singing, but who knew that today was not singing, but storytelling, and I saw a lean middle-aged man in his forties, sitting behind a table covered with red cloth on the stage, taking out the waking wood and patting it gently.

"Last time, it was said that Sima led the army ......."

The middle-aged storyteller also made a gesture while talking, and he was talking about the red joke "Empty City Plan".

This book Bian Rui has heard Mr. Shan Tianfang Shan say before, of course, he listened to it on the Internet and not on the spot, the one in front of him is naturally too far worse than Mr. Shan, but there are still two brushes, and just a few words bring the audience here into the scene laid in his mouth.

Bian Rui asked, "When did you change the story?"

"Singing is what the old men and old ladies like to sing, can the people around you like that kind of slow tune? If you follow their ideas, it is estimated that you can't wait to go directly to a few beautiful girls and dance in miniskirts," Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Bian Rui looked around when he heard this, and agreed with Zhou Zheng's opinion, because most of the people around him were very young, and their thirties were the mainstream, and there were really not many people listening to dramas at this age.

While eating and listening to the commentary, Bian Rui also enjoyed a moment of tranquility, at least not as noisy as a vegetable market in ordinary restaurants.

The three of them finished their meal for half an hour, then got up and prepared to leave.

When I arrived at the door, a middle-aged man in his thirties came over: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Bian, get to know me, the contemptible person's surname is Zhao ......."

Bian Rui and Zhou Zheng reached out and took the business card from this person's hand in turn, and knew at a glance that this person was a broker, so they had no desire to have a deep friendship.

After chatting for a few words, Mr. Zhao let the three of them leave.

In the next two steps, another one came up, also handing out business cards. After all, in the short thirty or forty meters from the exit of the restaurant to the stable, Bian Rui took four business cards.

"You should be in charge of this, whoever comes to you for a holiday will have to suffer such harassment," Mr. Bian said.

"There's no way around it, and they also know the rules, only at this time they will turn around, they won't at normal times, if you live here, you know, enter through that door, no one will disturb your private space," Zhou Zheng said.

Bian Rui just said this casually, anyway, he is not here every day, and he accepts it once or twice occasionally.

When the servants got on the horse and arrived at the intersection, they separated, Zhou Zheng and the two had to go back to Mingzhu, Bian Rui has also been out for a long time, from last night to now, it is time to go home, although it is said that now his little girl is in love with Qingteng back basket, but Bian Rui is reluctant to this little girl, and he has already thought a little bit about it when he hasn't seen him for a while.

Rode back to the cattle ranch, changed clothes and rode home on a motorcycle.

When I got home, I took a bath, lay down in the air-conditioned room beautifully, hugged the little girl and teased for a while, and the two of them huddled together to take a nap.

When Bian Rui woke up, he was startled when he woke up and found Jing Lu sitting next to him.

"What are you sitting here for?"

"I'll come over and get something, and I'll wait for you to wake up and hear your evaluation of the noon food," Jing Lu said.

Bian Rui listened to it for a while and said his thoughts: "Next time, the time for the tomatoes to be in the pot is shorter, as long as it is half a minute shorter, a lot of juice has been boiled out by you, and the tomatoes are a little too glutinous in the mouth, and they are soft and ......."

"Well, I'll go back and try again, I'll make another one for you to try when you have time," Jing Lu said.

Bian Rui thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to come to my taste. As a chef, you have to know the situation of your guests, and guests like me should listen to them and know what they want."

"I see".

"By the way, what is this kid Mo Sheng doing during this time, he always doesn't see his shadow," Bian Rui asked.

Jing Lu said with a smile: "Mo Sheng is dating the little girl who sings, except for the time to practice boxing these days, he is soaking in other people's opera troupes."

"Oh, this kid has a vision, that girl is good!" Bian Rui nodded when he heard this.

The girl who sings Bian Rui naturally knows, although she has only seen it a few times, but every time she gives Bian Rui a good impression, such a girl is generally not hypocritical, does not have so many unrealistic ideas, and will not imagine herself as a princess who wants both companionship and money. The most important thing is that this girl's temperament is hard, and Mo Sheng's kid is a little slippery, it is the lack of such a girl who usually carries it, so Bian Rui said that this girl is good.

After saying Mo Sheng, Bian Rui said to Jing Lu again: "As for you, you have to pay attention to it, this matter is best solved quickly, if it drags on after the age of thirty, it will not be easy to find a suitable one." Don't believe that the media outside say that as long as you are excellent and dozens of years old, you can find true love, those people are not good things, and men are not all bad, you open your heart, it's a big deal, we still have craftsmanship, and we can't lose anything."

"Master, I know!" Jing Lu was a little embarrassed.

Speaking of this, Jinglu couldn't sit still, and Bian Rui had to let her go back.

As soon as she held her daughter in her arms, Yan Lan came in from outside, looked at Bian Rui and said, "Why did this Jinglu run away like a red cloth with a red face?"

"I'm urging her to hurry up and find a boyfriend. Alas, do you think it's easy for me here, the children are too young, and they have to worry about the apprentice first. By the way, you are also a teacher, there is a suitable young man to introduce Jinglu," Bian Rui teased his little girl, and said to Yan Lan at the same time.

"The line I know, people want to live in Mingzhu, and there is a ...... of Mingzhu Hukou."

"Let them die!" Bian Rui said unceremoniously: "Such a good girl is willing to marry their family, that is their ancestral tomb is smoking, and they are still picking, how about Mingzhu's account, can you make money, my apprentice has no problem supporting three generations with his skills, this is still picky and picky, they are still not happy, I am still not happy!" Bian Rui said.

Yan Lan smiled when she heard this: "Are you a master or a father, you are more than ten years older than these two!"

"Don't care how big it is!" Bian Rui put his head against his little girl, and the little girl who scratched it giggled.

"Oh, by the way, your business is here again, Uncle Ba wants his third child to learn the cooking trade with you," Yan Lan said.

Bian Rui was stunned for a moment: "When did it happen?"

"It's the morning, I said that you haven't come back yet, the results of his third child have come out, and he hasn't even been admitted to a junior college, saying that he wants to go out to work, and the eighth uncle is afraid that he will suffer outside, so he wants to learn to cook with you, I guess I fell in love with the income of Jinglu now" Yan Lan said with a smile.

Bian Rui didn't think about it: "Uncle Ba's abacus is playing, but the third child of their family can't do it, this kid is still alive, he can't hold his breath, even if he wants to learn from me, let him go outside to break through, otherwise this kid won't know that money is hard to make, and I don't think this kid has this talent." In their opinion, cooking is a simple thing for thieves, and they don't know that cooking is also about talent, and the third child of his family doesn't have this talent, even if he learns the best, it is the level of a small restaurant on the side of the road, and he can't get to the elegant hall."

"Then you tell Uncle Ba yourself," Yan Lan said.

"Forget it. Wait until I meet Ba Bo and say to him"

Bian Rui didn't expect this trouble to fall on him.

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