Chapter Seventy-Two: Impossible

"Impossible, how could he be asked to do it himself? He's only been on the wok for a few days? ”

In the kitchen, Wang Wendong's face was gloomy, Xue Lan's words were like a slap in his face, making him gloomy at the moment, roaring in his heart, half a sound, he took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and then his gaze with an indescribable meaning, swept Wang Ming deeply, extinguished the raging flames on the stove, and then walked in the direction of the pier with an ugly face.

In the kitchen, most of the eyes reside on Wang Ming, who was obviously stunned, the kitchen is not nothing, and it can even be said that it is very common, but a certain master is specially designated to do this, in the entire kitchen, except for some regular customers who will specially explain certain dishes, requiring the head chef Li Long to operate it personally, the rest of the wok, but it is very rare to be taken care of, and because of this, after hearing this sentence, the eyes of the one by one, with surprise, and a few people with a wry smile on their faces, looked at Wang Ming, Shaking his head and sighing.

"This little guy, the speed of progress is too scary, it's just a freak."

"Yes, it's only been a few days since I was in the wok, and there are guests who cook by name, and this kind of treatment, except for the head chef Master Li, few people can do it."

"Although this guy looks young, since he came to the kitchen, has he been surprised by one thing after another? Anyway, I'm used to it, some people are born to be chefs, besides, his diligence and hard work, who in the kitchen can compare? ”

"If you continue to grow up at this rate, this Wang Ming will have an unlimited future in the future, and Wang Wendong's identity as the first person of the younger generation in the kitchen is estimated to be replaced."

Accompanied by bursts of whispers that could suppress the sound, Wang Ming shook his head helplessly, he couldn't raise the slightest interest in suppressing Wang Wendong, what he wanted to do was to do his best to improve his lack of cooking, so as to go to the next level, and for this kind of slap in the face, it was not his original wish.

Facing the gloomy gaze on Wang Wendong's face, Wang Ming took a light breath, regained his previous indifference, and turned to walk in the direction of the wok.

And Zhong Ge, who was always leaning on the conditioning table on the side, was in a wonderful mood at the moment, and winked at the three fats who also had a slight smile on his face, and saw that Wang Ming's woks were already on the fire, Zhong Ge grinned, and grabbed the kung pao chicken that was about to be on the conditioning table and put it behind Wang Ming.

"Come on, Master Wang, this is requested by the guest himself, and I can't complain about others."

Zhong Ge shook his legs slightly, and shouted to Wang Ming in front of him with a wicked smile, this kind of pun sound, after it fell, made the gloomy color on Wang Wendong's face even stronger, but in the gloom, it was mixed with a touch of shame, half a ring, Wang Wendong retracted his gaze, looked at the time, and after greeting the head chef Li Long, he went to the kitchen.

"Cut, even if you practice in Jujin Pavilion for another ten years, Wang Ming will be able to beat you in seconds."

Seeing Wang Wendong leaving, Zhong Ge rolled his eyes, the former had been suppressing him and Sanfat, so that when Wang Wendong was slapped in the face at this moment, his mood was indescribably smooth, and he looked at Wang Ming's gaze at this moment, and he was even more admired.

And in this regard, Wang Ming just shook his head, he couldn't interfere with other people's inner thoughts, all he could do was to let himself work hard to improve, at this moment, as he cooked it carefully, after stir-frying the kung pao chicken and putting it on the plate, he walked in the direction of the dun tail with an expressionless face.

The head chef Li Long leaned on the position of the head fire, looking at Wang Ming who was casually helping the tail to sort out the raw materials next to the tail pier, Li Long was comforted at the same time, and his eyes swept over Wang Wendong's work with a trace of worry.

One of the little brothers he brought out with his own hands has come to this day step by step, and the other is the cooking genius he dreamed of, but looking at the current appearance, the invisible barrier between Wang Wendong and Wang Ming is getting thicker and thicker, which is not a good thing for Li Long, but he can also see that the cause of this situation is completely Wang Wendong's own personal factors, and Wang Ming has not taken the initiative to provoke anything.

Thinking of this, Li Long sighed slightly in his heart, and when he turned around, he silently walked out to the kitchen.

Wang Ming silently helped the tail pier to deal with it, and when he turned around, he held the cut staff meal for cooking, this kind of hard-working, down-to-earth and hard-working style also made many people on the side secretly praise.

Busy time will always pass a little faster, when he goes to work in the afternoon, Wang Wendong has already recovered, but this time, in the serious process of work, but more attentive than before, after staggering the peak time period, Wang Wendong is still taking over the position of the wok, the head chef Li Long, for what happened at noon, as if unheard, when the cooking technique is clean and neat, it seems that there are some different subtle changes from the past, and this change, When the head chef Li Long's heart quietly moved, a smile also appeared on his face.

"Fat Mountain's cooking techniques, I can't imagine that I, a senior brother, would take Wang Wendong so seriously, but that's fine, I hope Wendong can learn more things from there."

As for this technique, Li Long recognized it at a glance, and when his heart was slightly complicated, he did not have a trace of displeasure, but was very pleased that Wang Wendong was able to quickly adjust his own feelings, and that Fat Shan was able to let go of some traditional concepts, and at the same time impart experience in person, he also passed on the specific operation methods to his disciples.

When night falls, the noise in the kitchen, accompanied by a slightly tired figure and ends, most of the chefs who have eaten have changed their clothes, and go to the Yufu Building in twos and threes, for them, the most relaxed and comfortable moment of every day is this time.

Wang Ming finished cleaning up and walked out of the Yufu Building, the guests in the hall had already dispersed, Wang Ming dragged his slightly tired body, walked out of the door, and stood at the door of the Yufu Building, he opened his arms and took a deep breath of the cool air at night.

"In five days, I will be able to officially take over the small shop, and some necessary things will also be purchased."

Wang Ming said in a low voice, although he was tired at the moment, but in his dark eyes, there was a flash of brilliance, and the tiredness on his face was gradually replaced by expectation and yearning, he also turned around and looked at Li Mei who appeared behind him at some point, and smiled.

"Let's go, Sister Mei."

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