"Well, yes, that's what I wanted. Yin Xin, you have finally entered the door, and it is not in vain that I have been teaching hard. From today, you're ready to go! Xue Wei nodded.

"Huh? Out of school? Snow ...... You'll ...... later Don't teach me anymore? Hearing this, Yin Xin was a little stunned.

"You've basically learned almost now, and you were only at the level of an apprentice in front of me before, but now you are worthy of the word 'chef', and you can deserve the position of head chef. But don't worry, you still have a lot to learn, when will I shake all the recipes I've accumulated in my life, and then I can rest assured that you can go and fight with thirteen people......" Xue Wei said.

"I can't wait for that day, I'm still in a hurry to build thirteen dog chains and walk around with thirteen people on a leash......," Yin Xin smiled at ease.

"Poor mouth, why don't you serve the guests quickly, a hot and sour soup to pass the meal? Just an appetizer has to have two dishes and one soup. You go again, make a hawthorn slices, remember, the hawthorn should be as sour as possible, and then make a sour plum and mint duck, and send it to the guests with hot and sour soup, these two dishes are simple, no need for me to stare at each other, right? Xue Wei rolled her eyes and said.

"Come on, put your heart in your belly, is there still a mistake in the students you taught?"

Saying that, Yin Xin smiled and went to the stove, although he kept shouting "Snow Flavor Snow Flavor", but Yin Xin had already regarded Xue Wei as his real master from the bottom of his heart. Looking at Yin Xin, who was busy, Nanfeng Wu also skillfully started to give Yin Xin a hand, and after a while, two dishes and a soup had already been served on the table:

"Hawthorn slices, please use them slowly!"

"Appetizing sour plum mint duck, please use it slowly!"

"Appetizer hot soup, loin bean curd hot and sour soup, slow use!"

Looking at the two dishes and one soup in front of him, Fang Zhizhong said with a smile:

"Yo, why are they all sour, aren't you afraid of pouring my teeth into acid?"

Lu Xiaoya smiled:

"Don't worry, these dishes are all made by Chef Yin, the stomach is not sour, the teeth are delicious, please try it?"

"Hehe, okay, then I have to try it."

Fang Zhizhong smiled and nodded, first picked up a piece of crystal clear, syrup-stained hawthorn slices and dipped it in a bowl of water prepared next to him, put it in his mouth, and after chewing it carefully, Fang Zhizhong nodded and said:

"Okay, first sweet and then sour, sweet and sour, this thing is really appetizing!"

As he spoke, Fang Zhizhong ate two more pieces and said with a smile:

"Well, it's still good for our rural hawthorn, why didn't I expect this thing to be appetizing and healthy?"

Ren Dongxing, who had been sour on the side, also picked up a few pieces of hawthorn and threw them into his mouth to chew and chew them, and snorted coldly after a while:

"I don't think this cook has any skills. Isn't it a hawthorn? I'll do it too! What's so crazy about it? ”

"It's said so, come, Director Ren, try this sour plum mint duck again!"

Li Wenhai smiled and picked up a piece of duck slice and put it on the plate in front of Ren Dongxing. Ren Dongxing picked up the duck slices and put them in his mouth, and after a moment of aftertaste, his face eased slightly:

"Well, this duck fillet is authentic, sweet and sour, and the meat is rich, but that doesn't mean that this chef is anything outstanding. President Li, old chief, the duck slices on the other side are doing well, so I'll take you to eat them another day? ”

Fang Zhizhong chewed the duck slices carefully and said:

"No, just eat here. Xiao Ren, this duck slice is not simple, fat but not greasy, sweet and fatty, easy to eat, even I have no appetite, I can't help but eat two more slices, it is enough to see, this Yin Xin chef, it is indeed not simple! ”

"I think it's your psychological effect." Ren Dongxing was still disdainful.

"Come on, let's have some of this appetizer. Old chief, when it comes to soup, Chef Yin is a must when making soup! The soup he made can even be conquered by the ancestor ghost who eats for the sky, I don't know how it is today? ”

Saying that, Li Wenhai had already put a bowl of hot and sour soup in front of Fang Zhizhong. Looking at the bowl full of soup, Fang Zhizhong smiled bitterly:

"This soup is so thick, I don't really want to eat it when I look at it......"

"The soup is ready, and if you don't eat it, isn't it too disrespectful to the chef? Come, old chief, let's try it, this is also Chef Yin Xin's heart. Li Wenhai persuaded bitterly.

"Well, taste it."

Fang Zhizhong picked up the soup bowl and blew it slightly, then brought it to his lips and took a sip. And the next moment, as if there was magic, Fang Zhizhong, who originally looked disgusted, automatically opened his mouth and poured the hot and sour soup into his stomach, after drinking the soup, Fang Zhizhong only felt a fine sweat all over his body, and his originally weakened body seemed to have been injected with a dose of cardio injection in an instant, and began to become stronger and stronger......

"Good, good! One more bowl! ”

Fang Zhizhong wiped his mouth and said.

"Okay, old chief, you eat slowly, be careful of burning." Li Wenhai put another bowl of soup in front of Fang Zhizhong, and after drinking it all again, Fang Zhizhong said with a smile:

"Serve, serve! I've come to work up an appetite and let the chef serve a few good dishes! ”

Hearing this, Li Wenhai was overjoyed and shouted outside the door:

"Waiter? Chef Sue Sù Yin, it's time to serve! ”

The waiter quickly told the reporter of this request, and the reporter repeated the task to Yin Xin. received the task, but Yin Xin did not go to the task, but just sat down with Erlang's legs crossed and ordered:

"Here, get a rice cooker and make a pot of rice."

Hearing this, the sous chefs were suddenly stupid:

"Chef Yin, did you hear me wrong, the guests don't want to eat, but to serve the food, and besides, you need to cook the rice yourself? The hotel's rice cooker can make rice for 300 people in 20 minutes, what do you want to do with the rice cooker? ”

Yin Xin said casually:

"I don't have any food today, isn't he unable to eat, I can't let him eat more today. Okay, you guys go to wash rice, I'm going to use the rice cooker to make it, and the rice made from the small pot is fragrant! ”

Hearing this, the sous chefs could only dodge with black lines on their heads. Yes, you're the chef, and that's what you listen to. After a while, the fragrant rice was ready, put it in the rice cooker and handed it to Yin Xin. Yin Xin nodded and said to Nanfeng Dance:

"Wu'er, please watch the rice cooking, until it is about eight ripe, call me."

Nanfeng Dance smiled:

"Okay, if you like it, I'll just look at it."

Yin Xin nodded, took out a newspaper from under the coffee table that Wang Xiaotian and Zhang Dayong liked most when they were alive, put it in front of him and read it, and was contented......

Half an hour later, Fang Zhizhong, Li Wenhai, and Ren Dongxing, who had eaten appetizers and appetizers, were already hungry. Fang Zhizhong's appetite came with great difficulty, and he ate Yin Xin's sour plum duck slices, silk hawthorn, and hot and sour soup, and now he is feeling hungry like never before. And Ren Dongxing has just reached middle age, and it is when he can eat, he was aroused by Yin Xin but ignored it, how can he stand it, waved his hand, and called Lu Xiaoya over:

"I said, your Kyushu Guild Hall is too inauthentic! Why haven't you had a dish for half an hour, so let's wait? Can you just serve a few dishes first? ”

Lu Xiaoya smiled:

"No, I can't. Director Ren, Chef Yin Xin ordered, today you have to pay off all the money you owe him before he is willing to go to the stove, otherwise, he will definitely not dare to go to the stove, who dares to cook for people who don't pay for dinner? ”

"Hey, this kid owes a cigarette!" Hearing this, Ren Dongxing was immediately angry......