At the beginning of the lanterns, night falls, the huge Dongjiang City looks from afar, like the shining stars in the night sky, which makes people can't help but indulge in it.

At this time, Nanfeng Road is brightly lit, the parking lot outside the Yufu Building has already been full of all kinds of cars, standing outside the huge glass window, you can see that it is already full, and even in the open space outside the gate, there are many people waiting in line, they are either three or five people in a wave, or more than a dozen people in a wave, at this moment holding the sign of the Yufu Lou Waiting, sitting there waiting for the seat.

The kitchen was in full swing, and the dishes that were stir-fried out of the pan were constantly brought over and transported out along the special passageway, and the noisy sound enveloped the kitchen, and there were constantly waiters in white shirts coming in and out.

Wang Ming stood in front of the pier, from the beginning of work in the afternoon to now, he has hardly stopped, several vegetables prepared at noon have already been sold, and at this moment, in the second round of fresh-keeping boxes, several materials prepared are gradually decreasing.

"Hey, Wang Ming, prepare a box of inch-long parsley and shredded green peppers."

The kitchen was very noisy, the whining stove was mixed with the sound of the wok, forming a unique movement, Xiao Zheng beside Wang Ming, at this time his forehead was sweating, and the machete in his hand clicked off the last chicken leg, and after putting it in the crisper box, he looked at the raw materials that were about to be used up in the back, and turned to Wang Ming and shouted.

Wang Ming nodded, at this time there were sweat stains on his forehead, and there was a faint feeling of soreness in his right hand holding the knife, Wang Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, although the chef needs a certain amount of skill, but it still belongs to the body lì labor, and his current body, so super busy with super strength, is indeed a little lacking in the body.

"It seems that I still have to strengthen my exercise in my spare time."

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ming took a deep breath, the mulberry knife in his hand made a mechanical sound, and the inch-long parsley was also constantly forming under his knife...

Busy time, always inadvertently passed quietly, when Wang Ming's mulberry knife cut the last handful of snow peas, the speed of the order slowed down, put down the knife in his hand, looking at the raw materials behind him are still quite sufficient, Wang Ming looked at the watch, the time pointed to half past eight, and seeing this, he just sighed.

Xiao Zheng on the side also slowly became idle, only the pier head and the second pier were still unhurriedly matching various raw materials, Wang Ming let out a long breath, reached out and rubbed his wrist and arm that were a little sore, and looked at Xiao Zheng who had just put down the knife on the side, and the two looked at each other, both showing a silly smile.

"It's finally over, take a little rest, and when it's eight fifty in a while, it's time to close."

Xiao Zheng took a breath, reached out and grabbed the water cup and drank wildly, and said to Wang Ming, the work of Houdun has come to an end, in order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients every day, except for some necessary cooked food, simple seafood and meat and vegetables, all belong to Wang Ming and Xiao Zheng to change the knife alone, and therefore, among the six dun workers, the most tired are also the two of them.

"One more?"

Putting the water cup in his hand aside, Xiao Zheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Wang Ming when he opened it, but he was blocked back by Wang Ming, and seeing this, he also shook his head with a smile, leaned on the body next to the pier moved slightly, and went straight to the kitchen lounge, where there is a kitchen smoking area, and every time it comes, the chef who has no work at hand will take a puff there.

Looking at the figure of Xiao Zheng slowly leaving, Wang Ming checked again and confirmed that the processing of the raw materials belonging to his side was still complete, and then he turned his attention to the wok, which was still whirring at this time.

At this time, there were still twenty minutes before the end of the stall, Wang Ming looked around, the cooking table with the dishes was still stuffed, and because of this, the woks were still busy, Wang Ming pondered for a while, bypassed the cooking table that provided the dishes on the side, and entered the area of the wok.

There are a total of seven woks in the kitchen of Yufulou, at this time Wang Ming's location, belongs to the last bite, making some simple vegetarian dishes and soups on weekdays, at this time, the master on the woks is constantly rolling the vegetarian dishes in the pot, Wang Ming stood behind him, smiled at the kitchen workers playing lotus on the side, looked at the cabbage heart that had been broken in the pot, and shook his head gently.

The master of the wok moved quickly to add the ingredients, and during the tumbling, he quickly pinched a handful of starch with his left hand, put it in the pot and stir-fried it several times before turning around and putting it into the glassware that had been prepared.

Looking at the verdant and shiny cabbage in front of him, Wang Ming shook his head slightly, the fried vegetarian dishes pay attention to the light heat, on this seemingly simple stir-fried cabbage, but you can't see the storage of these two points, although from the point of view of appearance, the cabbage is verdant, and the starch on it is also in place, in essence, the cabbage can be broken, and the rich nutritional value will be higher. But because of the oiliness, his light essence was concealed.

"The choy sum is hot, and the color on the outside is also the effect of oil thickening, and in another ten seconds, the oil soup should seep out under the glassware."

At this time, the kitchen worker who played the lotus went to the disinfection room to carry the utensils for loading vegetables, Wang Ming looked at the cabbage in the glassware in front of him, and secretly said in his heart, seeing that the kitchen worker who played the lotus had not come back, Wang Ming stretched out his hand to pick up the utensils, and counted down silently in his heart, and walked slowly in the direction of the dishes.

"Four... Three... Two... One! ”

When the last number came out of Wang Ming's mouth silently, the bottom of the glassware, a thin layer of juice with a little oil splash, quietly seeped out, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth set off a touch of arc, although he is not qualified to go to the wok, but the experience of eyesight is still there, at this time to the special channel for passing dishes, the dish in his hand gently placed on it.

In the next time, Wang Ming slowly looked over from the woks in the back in turn, fish-flavored shredded pork, Jiangnan stir-fry, straw mushroom beef tenderloin, crispy and spicy open-side shrimp, black pepper tea tree mushroom fried double fresh, one dish after another After observing the dishes, Wang Ming found that in addition to the sixth fried home-cooked chef's technique, the fried dishes were still average, and the first few masters on the stove produced better products.

At this time, Wang Ming put down the popping double fresh in his hand, turned around silently, and stopped behind the head stove closest to the food passage from the food passage.

The dishes in Master Li's pot are not complicated, topaz ginseng roasted hoof tendons, an authentic meal, Master Li's figure is tall, and there is no frequent stir-fry action of other masters, and therefore, when Wang Ming first looked at it seriously, his vision was completely blocked by Master Li's back.

The wok in Master Li's hand rotated gently, and then Wang Ming could only occasionally see the raw materials in the pot sliding along the edge of the pot, looking at the slightly viscous soup that had been gathered with a snorting sound, seeing the dishes formed, Master Li's hand spoon gently clicked on the seasoning jar, and when it was withdrawn, the oil dripping on it fell into the pot, and then, Master Li's left hand gently lifted it upward, and the dishes in the pot that had matured and tasted were crossed by an elegant arc, and when it fell, Master Li turned around, Extremely familiar, he poured it into a vessel beside him.

"What a beautiful flip... The aroma of pepper oil is also masked below. ”

At the moment when Master Li turned the spoon out of the pot, Wang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strong fragrant smell quickly spread with the moment the dish turned out of the pot.

"The color is bright red, the fragrance is fragrant, and the proportion of juice and thick has reached almost perfect, a dish that is not complicated, but it can do this kind of process, Master Li is really amazing."

Looking at the dish in front of him, Wang Ming can imagine that the taste is definitely the best, the finished dish in addition to the grasp of the heat, the first color, the second dish overflowing aroma, and finally, the taste, in this dish, Master Li can almost perfectly master the first two points, which is also a proof of his extraordinary and solid and steady basic skills.

Looking at Wang Ming's serious expression, a look of appreciation crossed the eyes of Master Li on the stove, and when he turned around to brush the pot, the dishes on the cooking table were picked up by the chef who beat the lotus, and Wang Ming's eyes, when he retracted, the color of admiration in it was quite rich.

Master Li quickly finished brushing the pot, and the side dishes on the seasoning table were also put into the pot again, and then Wang Ming was once again intent, looking at the dishes in the pot and Master Li's simple actions that were not gorgeous.

"Wang Ming, it's over."

And at this moment, Xiao Zheng, who came back from smoking in the rest area, passed by Master Li's stove, looked at Wang Ming, who was still intoxicated behind Master Li and seemed to be stealing a craft, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly.

"Yes, okay."

Xiao Zheng's voice fell, Wang Ming nodded subconsciously, his eyes slowly withdrew from the pot where Master Li was still stir-frying, and there was still a slight feeling of unfinished business on his slightly immature face.

"Let's go, if you want to steal the teacher and learn the arts, there will be opportunities in the future."

Looking at the reluctant expression on Wang Ming's face, Xiao Zheng shook his head and chuckled, and took the lead in the rear.

When the two finished closing the stall, the time was fixed at nine o'clock, at this time, except for the pier head still making staff meals on it, the rest of the people were already sitting on the side chatting, Xiao Zheng held a pen and paper in his hand, recording the raw materials needed tomorrow, Wang Ming on the side saw this, just about to ask, put down the wok Master Li, beckoned to Wang Ming on the side.

"Wang Ming... Come here. ”