"There should be nothing wrong with the specialty, and I've done my best to improve on the previous one. I'll give you a try, and if it doesn't work, I'll try something else. He Jingyi replied.

"Sister Jingyi's craftsmanship is absolutely fine, but I still want to be the first person to taste Sister Jingyi's craftsmanship!"

He Jingyi chuckled: "Okay, sister's new dishes in the future, I will definitely be the first to taste them for you." ”

After speaking, He Jingyi began to get busy in the kitchen, Song Yu first helped to process the ingredients, and then used her mobile phone to shoot the next video of He Jingyi cooking, and then posted it on the Internet.

Song Yu now has more than 20,000 fans, most of these fans are active fans, with the spread of these fans, I believe that the fame of Xianghu Hotel will be more step by step.

At the same time as Song Yu released the video, he also added text, saying that Xianghu Hotel is the master chef, and the national first-class chef cooks the dishes himself, and as long as Xianghu Hotel comes, everyone will be able to eat the video in the future and play the rich dishes made.

After the release, it happened that He Jingyi's dish was almost completed, and Song Yu no longer paid attention to the things on Weibo.

The first dish is still sauerkraut fish, but He Jingyi has made some adjustments to the ratio of sauerkraut and fish. He Jingyi only uses a small amount of sauerkraut, and even the soup is very small, but there is a lot of fish.

The fish fillets, as white and tender as tofu, and like snow on the rocks, are not only not ugly in appearance, but look very amazing.

Grunt! From afar, Song Yu smelled the sour smell of sauerkraut fish.

And in this sourness, there seems to be a hazy aroma.

Well, it's a bit similar to the fragrance on He Jingyi's body, but if you don't experience it carefully, it's hard to feel it.

This time the color and fragrance are complete, and only the taste remains.

Song Yu took a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth, and then he only felt that the fish seemed to be alive, beating wildly in his mouth.

It's so slippery!

At the same time, the fillet does not have any spines, and the texture of the fish meat is as clear as a geological layer. When you bite into it, the fish fillets fall off like a cloud cake; The taste of the fish is very sour and fresh, with a spicy taste like mapo tofu, which is really delicious!

"Sister Jingyi, you're trying to make me bite off my tongue, no matter how many dishes you cook, I never feel full." Song Yu exclaimed.

"Then Mr. Song, what do you think you can score on this plate of sauerkraut fish?"

Song Yu didn't even think about it: "If you have a ten-point system, I'll give you twelve points!" ”

Poof! He Jingyi laughed and trembled, she just liked to hear Song Yu's words, but she still said with disgust: "Hey? You yourself said that it was a 10-point system, why do you still give 12 points to the dish? ”

Song Yu smiled evilly and said, "The remaining two points are one point for my worship of Sister Jing Yi, and the other point means that Sister Jing Yi's cooking skills have surpassed the level of full scores!" ”

"Come on, sister, how dare you worship, your medical skills make your sister worship." When He Jingyi said this, she suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, you have eaten my things, and you are not ready to treat me?" ”

Song Yu was so shocked that she almost fell off the chair: "Sister Jingyi, do you still want it?" ”

He Jingyi's face flushed, and she said, "Is my sister so hungry?" Of course, if you are willing to feed your sister more, your sister is still very willing. ”

Song Yu's old face was slightly embarrassed, looking at He Jingyi's plump dumplings, which seemed very jumpy as his body shook, which made Song Yu's lower abdomen rise again.

However, thinking that Zhao Wanrong was still waiting for him, Song Yu forcibly extinguished the flame.

"Then what does Sister Jingyi want me to treat?"

He Jingyi sat on Song Yu's body: "Help me pinch it twice, my spine is a little sore recently." ”

"Okay."

After Song Yu gave He Jingyi a complete set of pinching, He Jingyi couldn't help but pant loudly.

couldn't help but sneer, He Jingyi blushed and said, "Mr. Song, you are so annoying, I have to change my clothes again." ”

Seeing that He Jingyi's body was already wet, Song Yu was suddenly very embarrassed.

Taking advantage of He Jingyi's time to change clothes, Song Yu took out her mobile phone and swiped Weibo again, only to see that the video posted before has now been forwarded 52 times, as well as more than 60 comments, and the number of reads has exceeded 10,000.

", is this the chef of Xianghu Hotel? It's beautiful! ”

"My right hand is lonely."

"In the future, when you marry a wife, you must marry a woman like Chef He, who has good craftsmanship and is beautiful."

"Masturbated."

Ahem, Song Yu is embarrassed to have cancer, and sure enough, anyone on the Internet can have it.

However, most of them were joking, and Song Yu naturally deserved to be held accountable.

After rummaging through the comments for a long time, Song Yu found netizens' evaluations of sauerkraut fish.

"Wow, it looks delicious, I really want Xianghu Hotel to open soon!"

"Sure enough, the sauerkraut fish in the chef's hand is different from the sauerkraut fish we usually eat, and even the appearance is so good-looking. If the Xianghu Hotel opens, I will definitely go to the show! ”

Seeing that his video had attracted some netizens, Song Yu immediately took it easy and spent thousands of dollars to promote this video.

At this time, He Jingyi had already changed her clothes.

Compared with just now, He Jingyi at this time is becoming more and more mature and charming.

Song Yu just smiled faintly at this, and said directly: "The rest of the dishes, Sister Jingyi will make them and taste them." ”

He Jingyi's eyelids, the extremely electric eyelashes, exuded a fatal charm: "You're not afraid of being strangled to death?" ”

"Sister Jingyi did it, I'm willing to die if I die." Song Yu patted his belly, indicating that he hadn't eaten enough at all.

He Jingyi then continued to make the rest of the dishes.

And for these dishes alone, the cost price reached five or six thousand.

Obviously, He Jingyi used a large number of precious ingredients, so that the originally cheap dishes flew over several grades at once.

Among them, among these dishes, Song Yu's favorite is still "stewed baby fish with gastrodia".

Song Yu felt that once this dish was served, it would definitely be a hit in the hotel!

"How is it, Mr. Song, the current dishes shouldn't be low-grade, right?" He Jingyi saw Song Yu eating with a round belly, and a proud smile appeared on her face.

"It's not low-grade, and the dishes made by Sister Jingyi, in terms of taste, are really incomparable, just for this point, I have full confidence in these nine specialties."

"That's just tomorrow." After all, He Jingyi has gone through strong winds and waves, although there are business bigwigs at the banquet, she is not the slightest nervous, but has strong self-confidence, which makes people feel that big people can be trained by her cooking skills to be a little sheep.

"Well, then it's up to tomorrow!" Song Yu was also infected by He Jingyi's self-confidence, and was full of confidence in tomorrow's banquet.

……

After tasting He Jingyi's craftsmanship, it was almost evening, and Song Yu drove to Zhao Wanrong's house.

Zhao Wanrong had a busy day in the hotel, but recruiting people and organizing training for newcomers had already made her a little anxious.

Seeing the exhaustion on Zhao Wanrong's face, Song Yu suddenly felt pity in her heart.

However, when Zhao Wanrong saw Song Yu, her exhaustion disappeared all of a sudden, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Mr. Song, you have shirked several times in a row, and this time you are not allowed to refuse again." Zhao Wanrong suddenly forced Song Yu to the wall.

Faced with Zhao Wanrong taking the initiative, Song Yu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

However, Song Yu would not give in like this, and Zhao Wanrong was so tired that it was not suitable to do shameful things.

Song Yu hurriedly said: "Sister Rong, I'll pinch it for you, and by the way, you can also tell me about the current situation of the hotel." ”

Hearing Song Yu say that she wanted to pinch herself, Zhao Wanrong was not so domineering.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Wanrong was pinched by Song Yu's waist and shoulders, and said: "The hotel has now recruited hundreds of people, which can basically meet the needs of hotel operations, but the chef of Western cuisine is a little difficult to find in Nandu, and it is still vacant." ”

"In addition, there are already some merchants today who want to join our hotel, and they should be able to move in before the hotel opens."

Song Yu groaned: "Western chef? Are there any job postings? ”

"Yes, but the chefs who applied for the job either asked for too much salary or didn't have enough experience, so they haven't decided yet."

"How demanding are they?" Song Yu felt that as long as the price was right, even if the money was spent, it would still be worth it.

"Basically, an annual salary of more than 500,000 yuan is required, and some even require an annual salary of 800,000 yuan." Zhao Wanrong had a headache and said: "They are looking at us, it is a newly opened five-star hotel, so the price is so high." ”

"Then you can show me their information later." Song Yudao.

"Row ......"

As soon as Zhao Wanrong said a word, she felt that her whole body was soft under Song Yu's grasp.

"Mr. Song, if you put this trick down the massage room in the hotel, you will definitely be able to attract a lot of people." Zhao Wanrong said, panting.

"You think so, too?" Song Yu smiled: "I can consider changing this set of techniques to a set of fixed massage methods." ”

Zhao Wanrong said with peach blossoms on her face: "Well, but before that, my sister strongly asked for your comfort." ”

After speaking, Zhao Wanrong's little skirt lifted: "Come in!" ”

Burst! Song Yu's simple and rude request for Zhao Wanrong had to be solved in a more rude way.

As early as when He Jingyi was at home, Song Yu's body burned this fire, and at this time, he finally got the most venting vividly.

Zhao Wanrong didn't expect Song Yu to be so fierce, and suddenly said angrily: "Mr. Song, you don't pity your sister." ”

Song Yu smiled: "Who put his arms around my waist just now and didn't let me stop?" ”

"Hmph, if your sister's land is ploughed by you, your sister will definitely not be finished with you." Zhao Wanrong pouted.

However, saying this, Zhao Wanrong still refused to get up, so she sat on Song Yu's body and said, "Jingyi should be no problem over there, tomorrow's banquet will officially start." ”