Suddenly the aftertaste that was brought up was stunned, and looked at Wu Xiaohua, who was looking at her with a look of expectation with her eyes shining, and the corners of her forehead were slightly sweaty. He is not good at dealing with children, not to mention, even if his career as a chef is basically coming to an end, is he really down to the point of carving sugar radish flowers for children?

The self-esteem that had been shattered was shattered again, grinding deeper and more bloody wounds into the folds of the heart.

"Does the big brother also carve turnip flowers?" Wu Xiaohua raised a pure smile and asked.

Aftertaste glanced at her, uncomfortable, facing Su Miao, who had been squeezing him forward, frowned, turned to the side, and whispered:

"I—I don't know how to carve turnip flowers."

"A celebrity chef who makes three tables of dishes a day can't carve the most basic radish flowers?" Su Miao asked with a smile in a tone of "you treat me as a fool".

Aftertaste knew that his lie was clumsy, and even though the lie was clumsy, he still said it, which made him even more embarrassed, and this embarrassment made him a little annoyed, and said in a deep tone:

"Although I am willing to help by your side, but I am not a juggler, why should I carve radish flowers to make children happy, there is no such dish as carving radish flowers on the menu."

"The service tenet of our store is that as long as the store can do what the guests require, we will try our best to meet the requirements of the guests. Su Miao asked with a smile.

Aftertaste was choked by her expression, a little annoyed and angry, and with a snort to prop up her self-esteem that was broken into slag, she tried to refute:

"The chef's job is to make every dish flawless, to please the master, are you not remembering the work of the chef and the minion?"

"If a guest is not happy with their meal, even the perfect food is just a high-quality feed to fill their stomachs. Go carve two turnip flowers for Little Flower, pour two spoonfuls of honey, and you'll be well rewarded. Su Miao patted him on the shoulder and turned to go about his business.

Aftertaste stood in place for a long time, and he had to bow his head under the eaves, because he compromised, he was even more angry, and walked to the long table with pity, his dark face startled Wu Xiaohua, and looked at him with some fear.

The radish in Changle Town is very sweet, not only as a vegetable, but also eaten as a fruit, and the aftertaste takes out the radish from the basket, picks up a knife in one hand, holds the radish in his left hand and rotates lightly and naturally, and peels it skillfully and quickly with his right hand. There is no doubt that his basic skills are excellent, but he can peel a whole radish with a knife without interruption, there is no break in the middle of the peeled radish, and the peeled radish skin is almost exactly the same from beginning to end.

Wu Xiaohua had forgotten to be afraid, holding a dark and chubby little face, a pair of big eyes were shining at the expressionless aftertaste, surprise and excitement were about to overflow from the eyes, and the mouth that was about to laugh behind her ears made a "wow" sound of admiration and surprise from time to time. Su Yan, who helped squeeze the fish balls, was already shocked, and even forgot to squeeze the fish balls, staring at the aftertaste blankly, and his mouth could be stuffed with a bird's egg.

Aftertaste has begun to carve turnip flowers, he seems to be immersed in the work in his hands, obviously standing on the noisy and bustling street, but his expression seems to be in a vacuum of the world is extremely smooth and quiet, as if there is a transparent wall separating him from the surrounding disturbances, he is immersed in his own world.

Su Chan picked up the long radish skin and whispered to Su Miao: "He's so powerful!" ”

Su Miao lowered her eyes, smiled, and said nothing.

Two delicate roses were carved flawlessly, and the aftertaste was taken from the plate and placed in the center, spread two pairs of emerald mint leaves, scooped two spoonfuls of honey and poured them on the roses, and put them in front of Wu Xiaohua.

The onlookers didn't know who was the first to applaud loudly, and then the applause rang out, startling the aftertaste that was still immersed in the afterglow of the personal world, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that the table was full of people at some point, and many burly and stout men laughed at him from the bottom of their hearts, gave him a thumbs up and said loudly, "Little brother, there is really you, this craft has a fight with the little sister!" The noisy praise was mixed with the cheers of the children.

This is an experience that has never been experienced, as a former celebrity chef in the past, he would only study flawless dishes in his own exclusive kitchen, very little contact with diners, rare contact turned into a very bad experience, it was the first time to be praised so loudly, and it was the first time to be looked at by so many excited and admired eyes, and the feeling in my heart was strange, stunned, and with something else.

"Big brother, you are so amazing, you are reluctant to eat such a beautiful flower!" Wu Xiaohua praised loudly, two small fists were placed under her chin to make a look of worship, and a pair of grape eyes seemed to be inlaid with countless stars shining brightly, which was dazzling.

A pure, immature, innocent, innocent smiling face, when such a smiling face was forced to meet the eyes, the heart of the aftertaste shook violently at this moment. He couldn't tell how he felt, he was at a loss, embarrassed, uncomfortable, and in the depths of the bottom of these chaos, a ray of excitement was buried deep but felt so clearly.

After a long time, the moment something melted, the vermilion lips rose incredibly, and he smiled at the child without even noticing.

"Ah, laughed!" Su Miao looked at his face and said crisply.

The aftertaste was startled, her lips stiffened, Mu Ran retracted, and looked down at her smiling face close at hand, feeling embarrassed like never before.

"Smile, it feels great, right?" She asked with a smile, not knowing whether she was asking about the child's smile or his smile.

Aftertaste was stunned for a moment, she had straightened up and stood sideways behind him, her hands on his shoulders, and chuckled softly in a voice that could only be heard by two people:

"I learned to cook so that I could see more people's smiles when they eat my cooking, what are you for?"

After she finished speaking, she left without waiting for him to answer.

"Little sister, shouldn't that little brother be your fiancé?" A young man squeezed his eyebrows and quipped.

"No, it's all said to be a big cousin!" Su Miao was not shy and said with a smile.

"The little eldest sister has also reached the age of recruiting a son-in-law, and the little brother's appearance is one in a hundred handsome!"

"I'm not interested in young boys." Su Miao waved her hand and said with a smile.

"Saying this kind of thing again, the little eldest sister herself is not a yellow-haired girl!"

"Little sister, too young to be, you see if I can succeed, I will be your husband!"

"You're too old." Su Miao replied.

The men laughed and laughed at the rough man who wanted to eat swan meat.

Aftertaste stood not far away, looking at Su Miao intently, just now, in an instant, he clearly felt that his heartbeat missed a beat.