The lucky one took the first sip of the soup, and many pairs of eyes stared: "How's it going?"

The person who drank the soup closed his eyes in satisfaction, and then opened them: "It's more authentic than my grandma's soup, it's so delicious!"

Someone immediately shouted: "Waiter, bring us a soup on the table too." ”

"We want it too!"

"This way, this way, and this way!"

For a while, everyone began to add soup, and the waiter aunt had to serve food and add orders, and the business was not proficient, so they were a little too busy. There's no way, I'm old, and I'm not as agile as young people, but I can't help it, who says that there aren't enough people. However, Wang Xiaoming has already explained to everyone, and everyone understands that although the aunt is not professional enough, she is enthusiastic enough, and the most important thing is that the best food is the most sincere service.

The stir-fry is finally out of the pot, Yang Ming's craftsmanship is really not covered, the most ordinary home-cooked dish, but the plate is as beautiful as participating in the food competition. In fact, he didn't deliberately put it on the table, just with a spoon, he could accurately place the meat dishes and vegetarian dishes just right, and the color matching was also extremely bright, and the color and aroma of the food were at least the first two.

The first one that came out was walnut shrimp, with green broccoli holding pink shrimp and brown walnut kernels, which was appetizing to look at. Everyone craned their necks, waiting for the food to be delivered to their table, and the waiter aunt took the food and went to table five, all eyes were staring at table five, Nima was really a lucky guy!

Someone shouted dissatisfiedly, "Why is theirs, what about our food?" The situation is like a child waiting for the aunt to distribute food in the kindergarten, and like a chick waiting to be fed with its mouth open, not to mention how fun.

The waitress aunt smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, the master is frying, and he will be here soon." ”

Wang Xiaoming heard the movement outside in the kitchen, turned his head to see Yang Ming shaking the pot with great ease, and suddenly remembered the movie "God of Food" he watched a long time ago, he felt that Yang Ming felt a little like a god of food, he was so handsome.

Yang Ming turned his head and saw that Wang Xiaoming was looking at himself, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly hid his smile: "I see that you are so good at turning the pot, I wonder when I will be able to do it." ”

"Practice more. The dish is ready, the dish is served. Yang Ming smoothly put the dishes on the plate.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly went over, brought the dishes over, and put them on the cooking table: "Auntie, serve, the sand tea beef at table three." The beef on the plate was wrapped in sand tea sauce, thick and juicy, full of wok, exuding a rich fragrance, Wang Xiaoming resisted the urge to reach out and grab it, snorted, and quickly turned around to cut vegetables.

During the period before the opening, Wang Xiaoming spent the rest of his time practicing knife work, because Yang Ming said that knife work is the premise of making a good dish, and only a well-cut dish can make the best looking and tasty dish. Wang Xiaoming knew that Yang Ming was going to formally teach himself to cook, so he was also very attentive, and spent a lot of effort on it every day, and now he can cut it well, although he can't catch up with Yang Ming's, but he said that he can barely use it.

Yang Ming said: "You can make these two vegetables, garlic choy sum and bean sprouts in soup." ”

"Oh, good. Wang Xiaoming was a little excited, he was about to start cooking, he thought that Yang Ming would not let him move the shovel for the time being.

"Be attentive and pay attention to the heat. "In terms of work, Yang Ming is completely unpolite, and he looks like he is doing business.

"Good. Wang Xiaoming hurriedly brushed the pot and started to boil water to scald the cabbage.

Wang Xiaoming finished hooking the thin thickener, poured it on the cabbage sum, and prepared to put it on the cooking table with a plate. Yang Ming stopped him: "Wait." Then he dipped some chopsticks in the soup of the choy sum, put it in his mouth, and then nodded and signaled that it was okay.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, this master is really strict! When he was teaching, he could see that he was completely meticulous and fastidious, and he cut dozens of carrots alone, although he was able to pull oil to remove the smell of carrots, but after eating, Wang Bing didn't even want to taste it, and Yang Ming didn't want to eat it, Wang Xiaoming was reluctant to throw it away, and he was injured when he ate it alone! When he saw the carrot again, he felt uncomfortable.

Yang Ming's stir-fry speed is very fast, the aunt who serves the dishes is a little too busy, Wang Xiaoming also took the time to help deliver the dishes a few times, the guests outside are eating hotly, and when they see him come out, they are all very enthusiastic to greet: "Boss Wang, your family has such a good craft, and you are still hiding it, and you will take it out at this time, it's too uninteresting." ”

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "You also know that I couldn't afford to open a store, but I was forced to have no choice but to drive ducks to the shelves, so I opened such a store." If it's delicious, everyone will come to cheer more. ”

"I don't think I need to cheer up, I guess I have to book in advance, otherwise I'll have to drink the northwest wind outside like those guys outside. Someone said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming found out that there were still a lot of cars parked outside, and it was an old customer who came late and had no seats, so he had to wait outside. He hurriedly ran out: "I'm sorry, I'm slacking, it's the first time I've opened a store, I have no experience, I'm really sorry to let everyone wait outside." ”

The guest smiled and said, "There's no way if you don't wait outside, can you go in and watch those guys eat?"

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly beckoned the aunts to move out the extra stools for the guests to sit and bask in the sun, and made tea for everyone to drink: "Everyone wait a while, there will be vacancies later." If you can't wait, you can come back in the evening. ”

"Come in the evening, you'll have a seat? "These gourmets have already smelled the scent of the house outside the door, and they have long been hooked with greed, so why would they wait until the evening to come back.

Someone said: "Boss Wang, you have to make a phone reservation, and we will book a table in advance for dinner in the future, so we don't have to wait." ”

Wang Xiaoming nodded violently: "Yes, yes, it should be done like this." Wait, everyone. ”

He ran back, found a piece of red paper, and asked Wang Bing, who was playing □□with himself in front of him, for a watercolor pen, wrote a few words, "Our restaurant orders at 181********", and then pasted the paper on the wall by the door.

The big guy smiled when he saw it: "Boss Wang, you're too economical, at least get a business card." ”

Wang Xiaoming clasped his fists with both hands and grinned: "It's really not well thought out, I'll wait for me to prepare slowly, you can remember my number first, call me if you need to, I'll leave a table for you in advance." When he entered the house, he told the guests in the house again, asking them to write down their order numbers.

Someone laughed and said, "Boss, are you delivering takeaways?"