Qin Han looked at the full lobby, and he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart. It seems that recruiting people is imperative, and the restaurant is bigger, and I have more confidence.

Wang Laohu and a few people have come to the restaurant to eat and drink cards in the past few days, and it has become a daily routine. The money I get every day in the restaurant is more than the average money I get from the small shops on Changning Street every month.

Qin Han looked at Wang Laohu and the others with their heads together, and frowned. There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and these people don't move chopsticks halfway through eating, specifying that there is nothing good.

Seeing Wang Laohu and the others looking at each other playfully, Qin Han felt a pang in his heart.

"Come on, why is the food so unpalatable, how did you open a restaurant." Ma San slapped his chopsticks on the table and yelled with a tiger face.

Sure enough, as Qin Han expected, it didn't take long for someone to come out and make trouble.

Xiao Tao, who was sorting out the bills, stopped what she was doing and planned to go over and take a look. The Arabic numerals taught by my uncle are really easy to use, which is much more convenient than regular script, and this kind of loan accounting method is also easy to use.

Qin Han memorized the account book for a few days, and he couldn't stand this boring work, so he had already taught Xiao Tao Arabic numerals, credit and debit accounting, as well as simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and ninety-nine multiplication tables. Xiao Tao was also a little surprised by Qin Han, she was literate, and her learning ability was not decent.

Qin Han stopped Xiao Tao, who was about to go over, and waved his hand at her. "You settle the accounts first, it's just so that I'm fine, I'll go over and take a look."

Qin Han rubbed his face, put on a good-looking expression, and walked over with a smile.

"Hehe, several guest officers are also frequent customers of the shop, what, are you not satisfied?" Qin Han arched his hand with a smile and said to Wang Laohu and the others.

Regarding Qin Han's smiling face, Liu Lai did not give face. "Not satisfied? How do you use pig meat to cook, this is what people like me eat. ”

Qin Han was unmoved and explained with a smile. "Guest officer, the pork meat in the small shop is marinated in a secret method, and there is no ordinary smell, and some dishes are the most delicious only if they are made with pork meat."

"I don't care what secret method you have, anyway, it just smells bad and it's too unpalatable." Liu Lai didn't listen to Qin Han's explanation at all and continued.

"In that case, how about making a new one of mutton for the guest officer." Qin Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile remained unchanged.

"What do I..."

"Eh, Liu Lai, the shopkeeper said that he had made a new one, so why bother making trouble." Wang Laohupi didn't smile and patted Liu Lai's shoulder.

"Oh, oh, yes, boss. You can take it and exchange it. Liu Lai scratched his head, although he didn't quite understand what Wang Laohu was doing, he still obeyed the order and didn't entangle.

Qin Han picked up the pot wrapped meat on the table, gave it to Xiao Tao, and asked Xiao Tao to find Gong Zisong to make a small fried mutton slices.

……

"Brother Zisong, my uncle asked me to bring this dish. The guest said that he would not eat pork. My uncle asked me to make a small stir-fried lamb. Xiao Tao took the plate, opened the curtain of the back kitchen, and looked at Gong Zisong, who was busy inside.

There is a back kitchen of a restaurant, unlike other restaurants. Qin Han is deeply affected by the present world, and he is still very concerned about the hygiene of the entire restaurant, after all, as the saying goes, illness comes from the mouth. The whole kitchen dishes are neatly classified, there is no garbage on the ground, except for the aroma of stir-frying, there is no other strange smell.

Gong Zisong stopped the spatula in his hand, looked at the plate in Xiao Tao's hand, and frowned together, for the first time in so many days, he saw a guest return the food. "But here are the scholars?"

Xiao Tao shook her head and said. "No, it's Wang Laohu's table."

"Hmph, they still want to eat mutton? Dong Shi imitates the style, and no meat can get rid of their identity. Although Gong Zisong's mouth was full of contempt, he was indeed busy stir-fried mutton in his hands, and it was not the time to tear his face with Wang Laohu.

For the grasp of stir-frying, Gong Zisong has long surpassed Qin Han's level. Cooking, Qin Han only stayed at the taste that his family was used to. But Gong Zisong can grasp the taste of the public very well.

The fire has long been born vigorously by Koizumi. On the board, Gong Zisong's hands were fast, and the whole piece of mutton became a thin and thick slice.

The vegetable oil in the pot has already been hot, and as soon as the onions, ginger and garlic are put into the pot, the whole fragrance will burst. Add a variety of seasonings to enrich the flavor. Finally, sprinkle with a handful of dogwood and pepper, and the spicy flavor will hit your brain.

After the ingredients in the pot are thoroughly stir-fried, pour the hot oil over the lamb slices in the basin. Just listen to the snort, the mutton slices will change from blood-red raw to gray cooked, and the oil poured on the top has golden embellishments, which is very beautiful. This kind of spicy dish has been very popular in restaurants recently.

"Brother Gong, it's so fragrant." Xiao Tao sniffed the aroma and swallowed her saliva secretly, how could she never find such a delicious thing before.

"Alright, send it over. We also eat this tonight. Seeing that Xiao Tao kept sniffing the smell, Gong Zisong smiled and said to Xiao Tao.

"Okay, I'll deliver it." For workers, the happiest thing in a restaurant is when they eat every day, not only because they can often eat meat, but also because every meal is either Gong Zisong or Qin Han's cooking, and the taste is so fragrant that people can't wait to swallow their tongues.

After making the mutton slices, Gong Zisong began to work on other dishes.

However, before the tea time passed, Xiao Tao lifted the curtain again and walked in.

Hearing the movement, Gong Zisong did not look up, and said while busy stir-frying. "What dishes did the guests order, stir-fried or stewed."

"Gong, Brother Gong, they said they were re-frying. This one is too oily. Xiao Tao said hesitantly.

When Gong Zisong heard this excuse, he suddenly felt a rush of anger in his heart. "What? Too oily? As far as they are concerned, which guest didn't come here to stir-fry vegetables, he still dislikes oil. ”

Gong Zisong patted the stove and said. "Don't you think it's oily, wait, I'll make them a dry stir-fry."

After the dry stir-fried mutton was done, Xiao Tao sent it over again, this time Gong Zisong did not go to get other dishes, but boiled water and began to stew the mutton.

After a while, Xiao Tao opened the curtain for the third time. "Brother Gong, they..."

"Hehe, they're too dry, aren't they?" Not as angry as the previous two times, Kyoko Song squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Xiao Tao didn't say anything else, lowered her head and hummed.

"Bring this to them, boiled mutton slices, this is not dry." Gong Zisong pointed to the boiled mutton slices on the board and gestured to Xiao Tao.

Waiting for Xiao Tao to walk out, Gong Zisong took out a wooden stick with the thickness of his wrist from the firewood and flipped it with his hand, the weight was just right.

"This bunch of chops, it is estimated that this time they will dislike the meat slices too watery. Hehe, since there are so many things, grandpa will give you another dish - fried meat with sticks. ”

Gong Zisong put the stick behind his back and walked towards the hall.

……

"This is boiled mutton slices, stewed, and it will never dry out." Qin Han had a dark face and put the boiled mutton slices on the table of Wang Laohu and the others.

"Oh, Brother Qin, don't you have to look so ugly, is it true that the first few dishes are unappetizing, either too dry or too oily, so people can't eat it." Wang Laohu wiped his mouth and said with a smile.

"yes, yes."

"Hahahaha."

The little brother next to Wang Laohu also coaxed.

Qin Han's face darkened.

Gong Zisong walked to Qin Han's side and bumped Qin Han with his shoulder.

Qin Han turned around, Gong Zisong skimmed Wang Laohu with his eyes, and gestured to Qin Han.

Qin Han shook his head, he was not ready to make a move with Wang Laohu, there were four people on the other side, and there were only two of them.

Kyoko Song sighed and stood still.

……

Wang Laohu added a slice of mutton, dipped it in the saucer, and ate it. There is a restaurant here, no matter what you do, how you do it is so delicious.

It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy it in the future. Wang Laohu took two bites and glanced at Liu Lai with his eyes.

Liu Lai understood, chewed the mutton in his mouth, and spit on Qin Han's body with a pop.

"Phew, what the is this food, so watery." Liu Lai slapped the table and got up and sprayed at Qin Han.

Qin Han smiled, picked up the chopsticks on the table, added a piece of dipping ingredients, and put it in his mouth, which tasted very good. "Is there any problem, I think it tastes good."

"What a fart." Liu Lai yelled at Qin Han, foaming and splashing.

"You say that the pork is not worthy of your identity, you say that the fried meat is too oily, the dry fried you say is too dry, and the boiled you are too oily, what do you want?" Qin Han smiled even more, spread his hands, and said helplessly.

"No matter what you want, you can't cook well, open your mother's restaurant, Lao Tzu will smash him today." Liu Lai got up and was about to knock over the table.

Liu Lai is fast, and someone is faster than him. Qin Han picked up the boiled pork slices on the table and buckled them on Liu Lai's face.

It hasn't been long since the meat slices came out of the pot and were served, and the soup still retained a lot of heat, and with the spicy spice of dogwood and pepper, it can be said that it is very lethal.

"Ahh

The vegetable soup was poured on Liu Lai's body, and the exposed skin instantly turned red, with the spicy soup constantly stinging Liu Lai's eyes, and his head was also broken by the porcelain basin, and blood continued to flow out.

Seeing that Liu Lai was no longer visible, Qin Han raised his fist and smashed it towards Liu Lai's head.

"It's not delicious, is it?"

"That's too dry, isn't it?"

"It's too water, isn't it?"

Every time Qin Han roared, a fist shadow fell on Liu Lai's body.

Qin Han's eyes were red, and he vented all the unhappiness he had received on Wang Laohu recently.

Thanks to the daily exercise, Liu Lai had been knocked to the ground by Qin Han, but Qin Han did not stop, but used his feet instead, constantly beckoning Liu Lai's stomach.

Liu Lai had already been beaten and lost his ability to resist and fell to the ground. You can only protect your key parts and keep twisting.

Liu Lai's roar became smaller and smaller, until Qin Han kicked Liu Lai away, Liu Lai didn't make a sound anymore, and the hands holding his head were also released.

Seeing Liu Lai faint, Qin Han stopped what he was doing, his eyes turned bloody, and his brain began to calm down.

"It's broken, how did you do it, it's over, it's over, I'm going to be beaten by the group now, and it also affects Lao Song and Xiao Tao."

Qin Han turned around, ready to meet the storm of Wang Laohu and the others, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.