has not touched feelings for decades, how to fall in love like a normal girl has become the biggest distress in Gong Baorou's heart, and she has never thought about living alone in this life. Although she was bitten by a snake, she didn't want to start all over again and was still afraid of the well rope.

Is it really like what I thought when I first came back, marrying someone I know with a softer personality and easier to handle?

Gong Baorou got up early in the morning, on the one hand, she thought too much alone last night and slept late, and on the other hand, she also had the idea of escaping in her heart. This is a feeling that does not contain any distractions, like the rising sun in spring, gentle and warm, not aggressive, and people can't help but indulge. It's so precious that you can get it once in a lifetime, it's enough. It's just that Gong Baorou's heart has always had a voice asking herself, is she worthy? How can she repay such a beautiful relationship?

The more she asked, the more confused her heart became.

Walking on the street, Gong Baorou came back to her senses and realized that she came out a little early. Although it dawns early in summer, and four or five o'clock seems like □□ o'clock, there are still few pedestrians, and there is a slight chill in the air. After a few casual turns, Gong Baorou still decided to go to the Sichuan restaurant. Restaurants usually open early, so you can buy fresh ingredients in the morning. Any good chef is picky about the ingredients they handle.

Gong Baorou suddenly remembered that a long time ago, she also used to get up early in the morning to buy ingredients, rain or shine, just to be able to make delicious dishes that that person would praise. Not to mention what will happen in the future, she still remembers how attentive she was to each dish at that time, and she can't wait to inject all her love and all her heart into it, and even every carved flower is engraved with "I love you" in her heart.

With a yawn, Gong Baorou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It was already five o'clock when she arrived at the Sichuan restaurant, and Gong Baorou found that the kitchen had already started to get busy, and the fresh vegetables that were still dripping with dew were neatly stacked in the basket.

"Good morning." Gong Baorou greeted every chef.

"Good morning."

Some chefs kindly replied to her, while others dismissed her. The kitchen is even divided into two distinct sides, and it is almost impossible to speak without talking. Gong Baorou thought to herself, this is also due to the fact that the owner of Haicheng Hotel is open-minded and tolerant, and the operation of the hotel does not all rely on cooking skills, otherwise he would have to recruit more people.

Li Zhanpeng squeezed his eyebrows at Gong Baorou and smiled, Gong Baorou also smiled back vaguely, and then walked to Han Tao's side.

"Good morning, head chef."

Han Tao nodded and asked, "Why did you come so early, your work time is at nine o'clock." ”

"Yes, I'm a little excited, so I wake up early." Gong Baorou showed a slightly shy smile, "I want to learn a little more from you." ”

It's five o'clock, which is really early.

Han Tao didn't say much, but he could see that he was more satisfied with Gong Baorou's attitude: "It's always good to be self-motivated." Then he pointed to the dishes in the basket and said, "You can process the ingredients with everyone later." ”

"Okay." Gong Baorou was not dissatisfied at all, and obediently went to deal with those ingredients. It's a job that doesn't have much technical content, picking out all the rotten leaves, yellow leaves, and leaves with insect eyes and throwing them away, and then leaving the good ones. When washing the leaves, you can only rinse them, and be careful not to leave the sediment behind. Peel and wash the potatoes, the eggplant can not be cut, and the water will do it.

After processing the ingredients, Han Tao came over to take a look, and instead of commenting, he began to beckon everyone to make breakfast. Breakfast is provided by every restaurant in Haicheng Hotel, and there is nothing special, such as steamed buns, soybean milk porridge, and the most popular rice in Haicheng. Gong Baorou looked at it for a long time and understood in her heart. The early return of Haicheng Hotel is so popular, perhaps it is inseparable from the freshness of the ingredients. The oil is self-pressed, which is not only fresh and healthy, but also has a fragrance that ordinary oil does not have. Needless to say, the vegetables were bought early in the morning, and the pork was also killed in a specific country house for a week, and then frozen in the warehouse.

The first basket of steamed buns came out, and Gong Baorou watched the chefs stand separately, puzzled.

Han Tao clapped his hands and divided the buns. There are a total of a few people in the kitchen, one head chef, two second chefs, two third chefs, three kitchen workers, plus Gong Baorou, a total of nine people, each of whom was given three buns. When the chefs received the buns, they were not ambiguous, and they ate them in three or two clicks. Although Gong Baorou was puzzled, she also followed the trend. However, she couldn't hold up after eating two buns, and she really didn't know what to do with the remaining one.

"Hey, no wonder you're so small, you can't eat so little." A person came over, Gong Baorou looked at it, it was very familiar, it was the third chef who said her name feminine yesterday.

"Born, no way." Gong Baorou replied with a wry smile.

"Give it to me." The man was not ambiguous, took the bun from Gong Baorou's hand, and whispered, "This is the rule here, we have to get up at four or five o'clock in the morning to prepare, and we don't have time to eat breakfast, so the first basket of steamed buns every day belongs to us." Sometimes if you don't eat steamed buns, it's soy milk, or rice dumplings. ”

Gong Baorou suddenly realized and smiled gratefully: "Doesn't the taste of this bun feel very heavy?" The reason why she couldn't eat it was not only because the amount of food was small, but also because the taste of the bun was too strong and a little spicy.

"Hey, this is also the rule of our Sichuan restaurant, or the rules of the restaurant, the taste of the Sichuan restaurant is spicy, everything here is spicy, the head chef is an authentic Sichuan person, if he doesn't put chili peppers, he will feel inauthentic."

Got it. Gong Baorou nodded. After coming and going, Gong Baorou also knew this person's name, Wang Mingcheng.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Han Tao began to urge the chefs to start making breakfast. There is no distinction between white case masters and red case masters, but the division of labor is also very clear. Slowly, by six o'clock, more and more people came to eat breakfast. Gong Baorou became more and more busy, but she didn't touch the board, she just followed the second chef and turned around, her heart was high, as long as anyone needed it, she hurried up to help. I was busy all the way until half past eight, and the number of people who came to eat breakfast gradually decreased.

Gong Baorou stretched her waist slightly, feeling tired.

"Take a break and continue in half an hour." Han Tao glanced at her.

Gong Baorou nodded hurriedly, and then showed a big smile.

"Prepare, the first dish of the day is Kung Pao Chicken." After Han Tao finished speaking, Gong Baorou could feel that several chefs were in good spirits. Wang Mingcheng whispered: "The head chef generally doesn't do it himself, except for particularly important banquets, so it is also one of the rules of the restaurant that the first dish is done by the head chef every day, and it is not limited to Sichuan restaurants." ”

Gong Baorou's eyes lit up, and she suddenly came to her senses. Han Tao can achieve the position of head chef and stabilize Li Zhanpeng, it is impossible to have a backstage alone, and the kung fu in his hands is of course only higher than Li Zhanpeng, otherwise Sun Fugui will not be unable to make trouble.