The more Zheng Twenty thought about it, the more angry he became, he ate a bite of braised pork and drank a sip of wine, and the hot and spicy liquid passed through his throat, making his blood seem to be boiling. No, you can't be so humiliated by a young man surnamed Lu. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and after eating the last piece of braised pork, he threw the plate on the ground, angrily grabbed a guy who was delivering vegetables, and asked, "What about the Lu family boy?" ”

Seeing that his face was hideous, his eyes were red, and he ran to report to Lu Wei.

Lu Wei looked at it, this is obviously a drunkard, some people are drunk and sleep, such as Zheng Zimu, and some people are drunk and crazy, such as Zheng Twenty. To deal with such a person is to tie him up and wait until he sobers up.

Four or five guys surrounded him, and before he could make a move, Zheng Twenty himself fell down with a "plop" first, shouting in his mouth: "Little ghost surnamed Lu, grandpa killed you." "I climbed a few times, but I didn't get up.

Two men went over and tied him up strongly. Lu Weidao: "Throw it into Zheng Zimu's room." Then let Yuquan stand guard at the door.

Lu Wei went downstairs and took a turn, some tables have been changed three times, there are still a lot of people outside, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will be dark, and there will be guests who will not be able to line up for the seats, and some people will rush over in the middle of noon, there is no reason for people to wait for a meal for a day.

"Open the storeroom and set the table in the open space." Lu Wei gave an order and went to the kitchen.

The cooks were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and from the morning when they saw the cattle building open for business until now, they didn't even have room to eat, making one dish after another.

Lu Wei said: "Let's take turns to eat in batches." ”

The cooks kept their work going, and they all said, "There are so many guests waiting outside, how can the little ones go to eat?" ”

Liu Dong, the chef who made dim sum, took out two plates of sugar cakes from the stove, wiped the sweat on his face, and said, "Boss, I want to learn to make cakes." ”

"Let's go eat first." Lu Wei ordered a few cooks, including Liu Dong, and said, "A few of you, hurry up and eat, and come back for them to eat after eating." ”

The chef who was ordered answered, finished the dishes at hand, washed his hands and started eating, and was in a hurry to change his companions to eat, and besides, there were still many guests waiting, how could he swallow slowly? After eating a bowl of rice, he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and continued his work.

Only Liu Dong stood still, but said sincerely: "Owner, I like to eat sweets since I was a child, and I began to learn to make dim sum at the age of twelve. ”

In a word, the cook who just picked up the dishes and chopsticks almost sprayed rice, and this product often complained about smelling the fragrance of the cake every day, but he couldn't eat it every day, because he wanted to learn to make it. Someone laughed and scolded: "You old boy is really not a thing, taking advantage of the fact that there are many guests today, he is too busy to blackmail the owner." ”

"yes, that's it."

The chef who made the fish slices cut the fish fillets as thin as cicada wings, almost transparent, and said with a smile: "Dare to blackmail the owner, don't you see the knife in my hand?" ”

The knife in his hand was made of stainless steel, and when it was raised, the sharp blade glowed coldly.

The companions burst into laughter again, who doesn't want to learn to make cakes, but no one has the courage to speak, they don't see it, this product is stupid and bold, and they actually chose this time to blackmail the owner.

Lu Wei knew that it was not a threat, he found more than once that Liu Dong was secretly making cakes, and he didn't know how many eggs were stolen from the kitchen, but they didn't look like it, Liu Dong didn't waste it, he took it all home for his wife and children to eat. As long as food is not wasted, Lu Wei will turn a blind eye.

Liu Dong blushed sharply in laughter, and just said, "No, no." But I don't know how to explain it.

Lu Wei smiled: "Cake is not a difficult thing to learn, you go to eat first, and I will teach you when you have time." There is just one thing that must be learned, and later the cake of the guests will be made by you. ”

If Liu Dong can really become a qualified cake chef, Lu Wei's daily workload can be reduced by one-third, and it will be easier.

Any kind of new thing appears, the pioneer can get a lot of benefits for the time being, but with the passage of time, there will be a lot of imitators, but to what extent. With the soft and sweet taste of the cake, it must not take long for someone to find a success.

Later, cakes would slowly become popular in the Song Dynasty and become one of the favorite dim sums of the Song people, just like in modern times.

"Thank you, boss, thank you." Liu Dong was so moved that he almost cried, in this era of self-cherishing broomsticks, who will teach the craft to others? It is also the owner of his own family who has this mind.

Lu Wei said: "If you dare to say that you promise to be personal, I will take back what I said just now." ”

Last time, Liu Dong said that he would die in watching the cow tower in this life. He said this sincerely, and who can guarantee what can be done? Therefore, Lu Wei didn't believe it at all, not because he didn't believe him, but because he believed that the world was full of accidents. Like him, isn't he inexplicably transported to the parallel space of a thousand years ago?

He never dreamed of such a strange thing.

So, let's live in the moment, live each day well, and talk about the future later.

The cooks didn't expect Lu Wei to really agree, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, the cook fried the dishes, and the chopsticks for eating fell off.

Lu Wei pointed to the cook who was stir-frying in an iron pot and said, "What kind of dish are you stir-frying?" Can't smell the mushy so strong? I'll give you the newly made iron pot, not for you to fry the vegetables. ”

The iron pots prepared for the competition did not come in handy, but seeing the reconstruction of the Niulou, Lu Wei asked the iron mill of Dongping County Wangfu to make a few iron pots and reopen them, and the cooks used this new type of iron pot.

The new iron pot was overheated quickly, so he was stunned, and the vegetables under it were burnt, and he said with a smile: "The owner, this pot can't be wanted, and the vegetable money will be deducted from my salary." ”

"This is because I won't deduct your wages, right?" The cooks don't do this on weekdays, this cook was stunned, it was also caused by Lu Wei's promise to teach Liu Dong to learn to make cakes, how could Lu Wei really care about him? But this kind of thing can't be fueled, Lu Wei continued: "Don't take it as an example, whoever burns it again in the future will be deducted from his wages." ”

He had the face of a capitalist, but he said that the cook was flushed, and he wanted to say anything, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything.

The cooks said yes and went back to work.

In the middle of the afternoon, the hot soup was delivered again, but this time there were much fewer people, and most people finished their meal and went back with full burps.

When the sun set, the last table of guests left, and the men and cooks were all tired, and many people sat directly on the ground and couldn't stand up.

Zheng Zimu woke up and found himself lying on the table, with a pillow under his neck and a quilt on his body, and couldn't help but be at a loss.

Lu Weide reported that he had woken up, and Shi Shiran came over and said, "It is inconvenient to entertain guests in the back house, and I ask Brother Zimu to forgive me." "You and I don't have a good friendship with the family, the back house, you can't go in, so you have to be wronged and sleep on the table, as for the two legs hanging under the table, it can't be taken care of.