When Lao Zhou saw this menu, his first reaction was that this was a joke from the restaurant, but he saw that the waiter was also looking at him nervously at this time, and then nodded helplessly, as if to say, yes, this is the menu of Chef No. 8. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This menu is written casually, and even a special chef would not dare to say that he would dare to cook anything.

Just as Lao Zhou hesitated, the others ordered the dishes one after another, and Lao Zhou also felt a little undecided, so he pushed the menu on the table, "Look." ”

The crowd looked at the special menu.

"Old Zhou, this No. 8 chef is too, too arrogant."

"yes, just order, cut, he hasn't heard of what I ordered."

"It's ten times the price, do you still think you're a special chef?"

At this time, a middle-aged woman suddenly proposed, "I think this person is so arrogant, why don't we order a dish, he does it so well, even if the price of a dish for twenty or thirty yuan is ten times, it can't scare people to death, if he doesn't do well, we will go to the food network to give them a bad review of the restaurant."

"What Sister Wang said makes sense." Hearing Sister Wang's proposal, everyone agreed.

"Okay, since everyone has no opinion, let's order a dish for him, what do you say?" Lao Zhou should be the backbone of these people, and ask for everyone's opinions at this time.

"Lao Zhou, look at it, the dishes of the public, by the way, it can't be too simple." The elder sister Wang said before.

"Okay, I see that you all order more vegetarian dishes, just add a meat, just order Dongpo meat."

When the waiter's sister sent the menu to the kitchen, Ling Xiaojun had just repaired his broken mobile phone, but the screen was broken, and his mobile phone was still an Apple 4, and it is estimated that not many people use it now, but he has not changed it, the reason, rural children, no money.

"Special No. 8 chef, Dongpo meat."

Ling Xiaojun was also a little surprised, someone actually asked him to take charge of the spoon, but this is also a good thing, but the food ordered by this person is really a bit of a headache, you must know that Dongpo meat is about the heat, and now the restaurant is a few minutes late for the food, the customer has to urge, where is the time to simmer slowly.

About fifteen minutes later, the waiter brought out the dishes one after another and sent them to Lao Zhou's table.

Every time she came to serve food, the waitress would look at window eight.

Twenty minutes passed, and only the Dongpo meat was left on the table.

Forty minutes later, that eldest sister Wang saw that everyone had basically eaten, and frowned, "Old Zhou, why hasn't that Dongpo meat been served yet, how long has it been?" ”

Lao Zhou only remembered that there was another dish at this time, "Yes, if you don't say it, I'll forget it." Waiter. Lao Zhou motioned to the waiter, "We still have a dish that hasn't come up yet, what time is it, are you going to let us take it back to eat." "I haven't served food for more than 40 minutes, which really makes people a little angry.

"Cut, at this level, you can order it casually, and the price is ten times higher."

The waiter saw that the customer was a little angry, and quickly reassured, "I'm sorry, I'll ask now." ”

The waiter Xiaomei trotted all the way to the No. 8 window, and saw Ling Xiaojun bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone, she was going crazy.

"Big handsome guy, why isn't your food good yet, your customers are about to go crazy, and you're still playing with your phone here?"

Ling Xiaojun raised his head, sighed, and continued to lower his head to play with his phone.

Now the waiter's little sister is completely crazy, this is the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, why is this person so calm. "Big handsome guy, how can I tell them."

Ling Xiaojun didn't raise his head this time, "Tell them to wait for another half an hour." ”

The waitress Xiaomei was so angry that Ling Xiaojun stomped her feet.

"Go ahead, tell them that they can wait if they want to, and they can leave if they don't want to." After speaking, Ling Xiaojun continued to play with his mobile phone.

The waiter's little sister was angry with Ling Xiaojun's virtue that he was not afraid of boiling water, so she stomped her foot and ran back.

Looking up at the little sister who ran away in a huff, Ling Xiaojun glanced at the casserole that was simmering on the fire, "It's almost time, the taste should come out." ”

Under normal circumstances, the chef and the waiter have a tacit understanding when the guests urge the dishes, such as what is already being done, what will be ready immediately, so that even if the guests are angry, most of the situation will wait a little longer, but Ling Xiaojun told the waiter that it will take half an hour, so it will be good right away, and this kind of wording can only be slowed down for a while, and when the guests are furious, it will be even more difficult to clean up.

"That our No. 8 chef said, "En......" The waiter didn't know what to say anymore.

"What did he say?" Several customers saw the waiter's squirming appearance and asked.

The waitress was forced to have no choice, so she gritted her teeth, "He said to let you wait for another half an hour!" He said that if you want to wait, you can wait, and if you don't want to wait, you can leave. ”

"What!" When several customers heard this, they immediately jumped up, "What kind of attitude do you have, what about your manager?" ”

In fact, this can't be blamed on Lao Zhou, under normal circumstances, whoever encounters this, don't be mad. Several customers stood up one after another, looking at this posture, they must ask for an explanation.

At this time, Xia Ruoxue heard someone say that the customers downstairs were making trouble, so she hurriedly went downstairs, and was about to understand the situation when she was stopped by a waiter.

"Sister Ruoxue, don't go, those people are too excited now, you better go and see that handsome guy chef, he, hey."

Xia Ruoxue immediately turned around and came to the kitchen, just in time to see Ling Xiaojun playing with his mobile phone.

"Ling Xiaojun, what's going on?"

"It's fine." Ling Xiaojun's face was relaxed, and when he saw Xia Ruoxue's nervous appearance, he felt that it was better to make it clear, "They ordered me to take the spoon and waited for fifty minutes, and then the waiter asked me how long it would take, and I said to wait another half an hour." ”

"This ......" Xia Ruoxue was also a little speechless.

glanced at Xia Ruoxue, no matter how you say it, this is also Xia Ruoxue's restaurant, she invited herself to come, we can't smash people's yards. "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Are you really okay?" Xia Ruoxue looked at the table of customers, and the trouble became more and more fierce.

"Yes." Ling Xiaojun lowered his head and went to play with his mobile phone.

"Chef No. 8, what is Ling Xiaojun, I want to complain about him, we want to complain about him. It's too arrogant. That eldest sister Wang was also very angry at this time, ran to the front desk and took a whole book of opinions, and angrily wrote a large number of complaints on the opinion book.

Complaining about your No. 8 chef, after delaying the food for an hour, he actually asked the customer to wait for another half an hour, and made threats, willing to wait, unwilling to wait and leave, the attitude is extremely bad and arrogant, we strongly ask the hotel management to deal with this matter seriously, and we will report to the relevant departments the behavior of your restaurant's arbitrary pricing, and disclose the evil behavior of your No. 8 chef on the food network.

Sister Wang was extremely angry, her words were fierce, and she didn't care if any logic made sense, whether there was a problem with grammar, whether it was delayed for forty minutes or an hour.

"Yes, we're going to complain too!" Several others have also expressed their opinions.

"Call your manager."

The situation was almost out of control, and several waiter girls couldn't control the emotional customers, and other customers stood up to watch the excitement.

"Huh? What does it taste like? The customer sitting closest to the kitchen suddenly asked for a burst of fragrance, he couldn't help but close his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt his body fluttering, and he couldn't hear the noise of the hall, as if he didn't belong to this chaotic world. When he opened his eyes, he seemed to see the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the wind blowing the weeping willows by the lake, a person dressed in ancient costume, holding a paper fan in his hand, and chanting in his mouth: wash the bell, less water, and the firewood can't be filled with smoke. Don't urge him when he is familiar with himself, and he is beautiful when he is full.

Isn't this the great writer Su Dongpo of the Northern Song Dynasty, what he read in his mouth is the "Ode to Pok" he made, and it is the famous dish Dongpo meat that he wrote.

As the fragrance spreads, more and more customers have put down their chopsticks, knives and forks, and breathed in the aroma with all their hearts.

Lao Zhou's table was arguing fiercely with the waiter Xiaomei, and I saw many people looking at them before, and they were also happy, just to let everyone know how bad the attitude of this restaurant is.

All of a sudden, everyone seemed to be obsessed, completely ignoring their loud noise, which is not at all in line with the nature of Chinese people who love to watch the excitement.

Just when Lao Zhou felt a little strange, a wisp of fragrance wafted in, and his somewhat blessed body was fixed there as if someone had pointed it.

This smell makes people feel like a world away.