(Recommended reading: ?On the pedestrian street, the scorching sun is full of heat, the whole sky is shrouded in sultry, and occasionally the breeze hits, and it is also shrouded in a layer of warmth, but even so, the flow of people on the pedestrian street is still turbulent.

Wang Ming walked all the way, when he was not far from the shop, he was also startled by the scene in front of him, it was close to half past two at the moment, but the business of the burrito king was still hot, and the long queue in front of the window was still the same, for these, Wang Ming didn't care at all, what surprised him was that in front of the stall of his big cake sandwich, there were also many diners waiting in line at the moment, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky from time to time, waving the guy who fanned the wind in his hand.

Looking at the flow of people that was longer than yesterday, Wang Ming was secretly happy in his heart, but the speed under his feet did not stop at all, and after entering the side door, he saw the busy Meka at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"You're here."

Wang Ming's appearance, the busy Meka also found out, and when he immediately had a skillful brush sauce in his hand, he looked sideways at Wang Ming, who had already taken over the task of frying, and when he spoke, he showed his cute little tiger teeth.

"Go take a break, drink some water, and leave it to me for now."

Looking at Meka with sweat on his face, Wang Ming nodded, and then said softly, but after his voice fell, Meka smiled, shook his head slightly, took a clean towel on the side and wiped his face, and continued to process the ingredients in his hands.

"Busy at noon, right?"

Seeing Meka so insisting, Wang Ming also shook his head helplessly, at this moment, as he fished out the skewers in the pot, the raw skewers ordered in the tray on the side were also put into the pot by him in an orderly manner, so he looked sideways at Meka and asked slowly.

"Yes, it's okay."

Meka smiled, handed the wrapped flatbread crust in her hand out of the window, and quickly collected the money to find the money, and as Wang Ming's voice fell, she also continued to respond.

The work efficiency of the two people has undoubtedly improved a lot, and therefore, at more than three o'clock, the flow of people outside the window has also decreased.

"It seems that business is really much better than yesterday."

Turning down the flame, taking the towel on the side and wiping his face, when Wang Ming spoke, he dragged his somewhat tired body, took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, and looked sideways at Meka not far away.

"Drink something?"

"Mineral water, cool and quench your thirst."

Meka's voice fell, Wang Ming nodded with a smile, and after taking out a bottle from the refrigerator again, he walked slowly, handed it to Mecca, and immediately opened the bottle by himself, and poured two sips hard, feeling the cool and transparent feeling permeating his chest, Wang Ming's spirit eased.

"After getting the last part, go and rest, I'll check the remaining raw materials in the refrigerator."

Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, as his voice fell, Meka also nodded, and seeing this, Wang Ming walked in the direction of the small operation room, opened the refrigerator, and checked the reserve of raw materials in it.

Looking at the ingredients in the refrigerator, which had already been reduced by more than half, the corners of Wang Ming's mouth set off a pleasant arc, the business was good beyond his expectations, although the business hours in the afternoon would be greatly shortened, but the rest of these, Wang Ming can be sure, there will definitely not be enough to sell in the afternoon.

Now that it is only the second day, and it is only the first day of official business, the business can reach this kind of process, Wang Ming is already very satisfied, because the store is small, and if it continues to develop, there is not much room for growth.

After explaining, according to the usual practice, Wang Ming went to the market to buy the ingredients to be used the next day, and after he left, Meka looked at the slightly emaciated back, and also showed a happy smile.

This time, the proportion of ingredients is a little more than yesterday, and, on the basis of the original, there are also two more tricks, because of the large number of ingredients, this time, Wang Ming hired a small artificial tricycle to send, sitting on the car next to the tricycle, although the weather is hot, but his mood is not bad.

At the suppliers in the market, Wang Ming has initially communicated, and at about three o'clock in the afternoon, the required ingredients will be transported over in a fixed amount, which also saves Wang Ming the time to purchase back and forth.

After processing the ingredients, some of them were pickled and skewered, and seeing that it was approaching the time to work, Wang Ming got up and told Meka to pay attention to safety, and only need to sell the remaining ingredients to get off work, and then seal the batch that has been processed and put it in the refrigerator for refrigeration, and then go to Yufu Building.

The night is still very busy, although since entering the hot weather, the business of the Royal Blessing Building has also declined, but it is only relative, the noon time is slightly less crowded than before, but the night is better than the business in the same period because of the cool weather.

The kitchen is still in full swing, everyone in their respective positions is nervously busy with the things at hand, there is no sufficient rest time, Wang Ming is still on the front line of the kitchen, although the weather temperature outside has fallen because of the arrival of the night, but the temperature in the kitchen is still amazingly high.

Seven woks, plus a steamer, make the whole kitchen like a small stove, the high temperature in it, even the exhaust air is helpless, there desperately turning, pumping out the heat in the kitchen.

Putting the last dish at hand out of the pot and putting it on the plate, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the empty cooking table, showed a trace of fatigue on his face, and slowly walked to the water table, constantly washing his face with cool water.

Raising his head, he gently breathed a breath of warm air, feeling a trace of coolness on his face, Wang Ming also realized the fatigue and hard work of this industry again, and immediately shook his head, all for the sake of a better life, when he comforted himself like this, the three fat and Zhong Ge on the side also shrugged their shoulders at Wang Ming.

The two of them looked no better, tonight was more busy than before, making most of the people in the kitchen a little uncomfortable, Wang Ming greeted the two, patted the shoulders of the three fat, close to the steamer Sanfat and the wok, because of the closer to the high calorie distance, most of the work clothes on the body were soaked with sweat at the moment.

And Wang Ming himself was not spared, so looking at the head chef Li Long, who was still cooking dishes, Wang Ming groaned slightly, and then walked over.

Because of the wok's dispensing, although Wang Ming had stopped, behind the head chef Li Long, there were still two dishes that had not been cooked, and at this moment his work clothes were also attached to his back, revealing a large soaked piece, Wang Ming stepped forward, and was just about to open his mouth to take the wok from Li Long's hand, but there was a sound at the mouth of the dish.

"Return..."

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