The most tangled person in the text restaurant is probably Ji Fei, who was still immersed in the sad mood of self-pity, but he was caught off guard by the stench, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't ease up in one breath, and when he came to his senses, he found that in addition to him and Chang Zhaowen, there were two waiters in the huge restaurant, and the others were all gone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What should I do? This restaurant can't stay any longer, Ji Fei pressed his mouth tightly with his hand, forcibly suppressing the urge to vomit in his stomach.

Even if he swallows dates, at least the delicious taste just now is still in his stomach, if he vomits, it will be a real loss!

But I just ate someone else's food, and since the owner of the store Chang Zhaowen didn't react, he couldn't just run away, right?

The meal you have made an appointment, even if you suffocate to death, you have to endure it until the last moment!

Ji Fei held his breath and squeezed out a paragraph from between his teeth: "Boss Wen, have you smelled some...... Something special, huh?"

Chang Zhaowen's face is as usual, but his heart is like 10,000 divine beasts rushing by, I don't have a long nose, this smell is so big, how can I not smell it?

But he was mentally prepared, of course, he was also mentally prepared, of course, he quietly stuffed two lumps of soft mint leaves into his nostrils just now, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the waiters newly recruited by Takeo hid by the door, turned their faces to the door, and tried to restrain his urge to retch.

Although these waiters were a little less focused, they barely passed.

"Don't panic, there's only one way to deal with this smell, bring things up quickly!" Takeo, Takeo!" Chang Zhaowen shouted several times, but Takeo didn't answer, but a baby-faced girl wearing a dark blue tight-fitting suit who looked a bit like a flight attendant, but was actually a new waiter, whispered: "I just saw Manager Wu go to the bathroom and vomit." ”

The corners of Chang Zhaowen's mouth twitched, it seems that Takeo's concentration is still a little worse, he plans to make this dish one of the signature dishes of the restaurant, but the dish has not yet been served, and the manager is so smoked and vomited, so how can it be done.

"What's your name?" Chang Zhaowen looked at the girl, in her early 20s, with neat short ear-length hair, not particularly beautiful, but she was fair-skinned, and a baby face looked quite pleasing to the eye, the key is that this girl looked very calm in the group of waiters who were about to be stunted, and she was a good seedling. And her flight attendant uniform was mostly Takeo's personal taste, and he chose this dress as the uniform of the waitress in the restaurant.

"My name is Zhang Yue. The girl smiled sweetly at Chang Zhaowen, she had severe rhinitis and had long lost her sense of smell, so she could be so calm when everyone couldn't stand the stinking torture. Sure enough, God was fair, and at the same time closed a door for her, he also left her a window.

"Very good, you are the most calm, you go to the kitchen to find He Chong and bring out the dishes I asked him to cook. ”

The restaurant is too tired to rely on his own chef, and now that Takeo has recruited a new chef, he has to give full play to the value of the other party, and the mandarin fish caught this time are in addition to the mandarin fish flowers he left to cook himself, and the pile of mandarin fish that was disemboweled, he used a super fermenter to make them into stinky mandarin fish.

After finishing the dish of Chunhua Qiuju just now, he handed over a sealed package of stinky mandarin fish to He Chong, and instructed him to wash the mandarin fish, fry them in hot oil for a while, and then simmer them over a low heat. He Chong also patted his chest and swore that he could handle such a simple matter.

Stinky mandarin fish is the signature dish of Hui cuisine, the method is not complicated, the key is in the previous pickling of stinky mandarin fish, the stinky mandarin fish fermented by the super fermenter of the text farm is perfect, even if it is a beginner chef, as long as he strictly follows the steps, controls the heat well, and does not add the wrong seasoning, this dish should not have problems.

Zhang Yue nodded obediently and walked into the kitchen with a brisk pace.

Then there was a scream from the kitchen: "Chef He, wake up!

It turned out that even He Chong fainted, Chang Zhaowen's face trembled, he should have reminded him to take protective measures in advance.

Listening to the noise coming from the direction of the kitchen, Ji Fei's face turned blue and white for a while, and he felt that he was almost on the verge of the border, and he might vomit at any time. He forcibly pulled himself together: "This stinky mandarin fish is too smelly...... I don't think I'm blessed, so I'd ......."

Chang Zhaowen shook his head with a serious expression: "Do you know what the best way to deal with this smell is?"

"What?" Ji Fei's hand on his mouth covered harder, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were all raised, and he didn't dare to speak more, for fear that he wouldn't be able to control the tumbling in his stomach.

"What smells bad, you have to taste it with your own mouth, so that you can get the understanding that it smells bad and tastes good. Chang Zhaowen said very seriously, his previous experience of tasting rotten eggs was like this.

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"No!" Ji Fei covered his mouth with his hands and shook his head firmly.

"Serve!" After a clear, high-pitched cry, Zhang Yue dragged a large tray with a smile on it, and on the tray was three oval plates, each with a mandarin fish covered with a reddish-brown sticky sauce.

Behind Zhang Yue was a towel mummy, to be precise, He Chong, who was tightly wrapped around his head by several towels and covered his ears and nose.

In order to complete this dish, he almost exhausted all his physical strength, and he was forced to faint twice by the smell during the process!

Zhang Yue put a plate of fish on the tray on the table where Chang Zhaowen and Ji Fei were, but then she was a little confused, the customers in the store were all gone, who else were there two servings for?

Chang Zhaowen pointed to an empty table next to him, waved his hand, and motioned to the two waiters who were hiding at the door to "breathe": "You can also come and eat some yourself, let's slow down first!"

The two waiters exchanged a look, their mouths answered, their faces wrinkled like bitter melons, you look at me, I look at you, none of them really plan to do it.

Just kidding, what kind of stinky fish, it's so disgusting just by smelling, how can it make people eat it? What if it doesn't smell bad and eats good, but smells like, and it tastes more like?

Even He Chong, he didn't have much confidence in the dishes he made, and after some struggle, he still didn't unwrap the towel wrapped around his face, but pushed Zhang Yue next to him: "Anyway, you can't smell the taste, so you should try it first!"

Chang Zhaowen saw that they couldn't say anything more, so he picked up the chopsticks, so let's come first!

"Is this a stinky mandarin fish? This is fermented, right? I'll try it!" a figure rushed in from outside the door, it was none other than Young Master Jiang, a lover of fermented goods.

The two waiters, the mummy He Chong, and Ji Fei, who was holding his breath until he was in a coma, all cast admiring glances at him.

Young Master Jiang didn't seem to notice the surprised gaze of others, and his attention was all focused on the stinky mandarin fish at the moment. From covering his nose with both hands to covering his nose with one handkerchief in his left hand, he freed his right hand, picked up a pair of chopsticks, fished the fish, and picked up a piece of stinky mandarin fish and stuffed it into his mouth, huh?!!

Young Master Jiang's eyes lit up, and the left hand that was holding the handkerchief immediately let go, and the white cotton handkerchief spun in a circle in the air and slowly landed on the floor at his feet. And Young Master Jiang didn't seem to have time to care about these at all, and swallowed a large piece of fish meat!