After ordering all the tables, the first wave of 22 customers, in total, ordered a total of 12.5 portions of fried chicken.

Li Yichen had just finished frying the four fried chickens in the third round, and only half of them were missing, which was embarrassing.

He put the fourth round of fried chicken into the pan and fried it, and four or five strode to the kitchen, probed out, and secretly observed.

At the table where the food has been served, the customers are enjoying the food, and at the table where the food has not yet been served, the customers are also smiling and smiling, and there is no impatience at all.

Very good.

Glance at the eight orders posted on the wall again.

Now the order for three tables has been completed, two tables are missing coffee, and the remaining three tables are not served at all.

Li Yichen suddenly had an idea.

If the four fried chickens that have been fried are brought out, then the remaining customer who ordered the fried chicken set meal will have to wait for ten minutes and watch everyone eat, which is too torturous.

simply withheld these four portions of fried chicken and didn't serve them out, and they were treated equally.

With three tables of people waiting together, the situation is much better, and it is natural.

"Xia Yong, the remaining three tables, don't be in a hurry to serve the bell pepper soup, you can wrap it in flour first."

Li Yichen whispered, afraid of being heard by customers outside.

"Oh."

Wu Xiayong was already busy and dizzy, like a robot, received the instruction, put down the plate and walked to flour the chicken.

This is also a very important and time-consuming link, because the breaded chicken also has to sit for 15 minutes to re-damp, if you don't get it in advance, there will be no chicken to fry at that time.

"Are we fast, or are we slow?"

"Soon, soon, soon......"

Li Yichen said casually, if it was really to open a fried chicken restaurant, their serving speed would definitely be unqualified, but he didn't want to put pressure on Wu Xiayong, so he changed his perspective to look at the problem.

"But according to variety shows, our rhythm is just right."

The rhythm of serving food is interrupted, but the kitchen has a rare free time.

However, Li Yichen couldn't do anything else, so he could only do a few stretching movements.

He's a chef, so he has to be hygienic and can't pick up the garbage in the middle of cooking.

So these chores have to wait for Peng Cheng to come in and do them.

……

Outside the lobby, Chen Yihua, who was busy in front of the coffee machine, didn't feel that the rhythm was just right at all, and she couldn't wait to conjure up a few cups of coffee and deliver them to customers.

Although he has learned the coffee certificate and practiced it a few times, making coffee is really a technical job, which requires a lot of practice and precipitation, even if it is the same machine, different people make the same coffee taste different.

Chen Yihua wanted to make it as delicious as possible, so as soon as the orders backlogged, the pressure increased sharply.

The necessary cleaning of the coffee machine is indispensable after each cup of coffee, and there is only one coffee machine in the restaurant, so when there is pressure, the action will only be slower, not faster at all.

"How many cups of coffee are missing?" Chen Ruhua asked Ye Linsen.

"I don't know, I didn't go to the kitchen to look, you ask Peng Cheng."

Ye Linsen was decorating the soda beautifully, lemon slices, green leaves, etc., with his head down and engrossed in it.

At this time, Peng Cheng was running back and forth between the eight tables of customers, like a hard-working little bee flying among the flowers.

"Hello, can you give me a cup of hot water?"

"Okay, please wait."

"Hello, can you add some honey mustard?"

"Okay, right away."

"Hello, can I order a cappuccino?"

"A cup of cappuccino."

"What table is it?"

"What table is it?"

Peng Cheng was stunned by Chen Yihua's question, they didn't seem to have numbered the eight tables, they were able to serve the food smoothly before, there was no mistake, it was a miracle, and now there are customers who want to chase orders, and it is suddenly chaotic.

Peng Cheng couldn't think of a solution for a while, so he could only use the most stupid way, his eyes looked at the table of guests who ordered the cappuccino from time to time, and kept muttering: "Cappuccino, cappuccino......"

He poured a cup of hot water and brought it to another table.

"Hello, your cappuccino."

"Hahaha......"

Customers in the lobby burst into laughter.

But everyone can understand, after all, these stars have no experience, and it is already very good to be able to do it like this.

"Can you pour me a glass of water? Add ice. ”

Li Yichen was a little thirsty, poked his head out of the kitchen again, and said to Ye Linsen.

"I'm not available!"

Ye Linsen's voice was unconsciously a little loud, which startled Li Yichen and retracted his head like a frightened gopher.

Come on, there's no water to drink.

"There are still three tables of guests who haven't served yet, are you ready?"

Peng Cheng urged loudly at the kitchen door.

"Okay, okay, right away."

Li Yichen and Wu Xiayong hurriedly began to serve soup.

"Don't rush, don't rush, it's okay."

Li Yichen soothed: "We are doing a good job now. ”

But no one seemed to listen to him.

"Chen is like a flower, there are still 6 cups of coffee, two lattes, two iced Americanos, and two cappuccinos."

Peng Cheng looked at the menu and reported to Chen Ruhua.

"Including that glass?"

"What?"

"Cappuccino."

"Ah, oh, three cappuccinos."

"Remember."

“……”

"The soup is ready, Peng Cheng."

Wu Xiayong shouted.

"Don't rush, don't rush......"

Li Yichen picked up the fried chicken in the pot, and hurriedly put another pot into the pot, the oil stars splashed, and he was almost burned in the face.

This kitchen is also a bit messy.

It's really difficult to open a restaurant, the lobby has to meet the countless needs of customers, big and small, and the kitchen has a lot of orders, and the pressure on the chef increases dramatically.

Fortunately, Li Yichen and the others are self-aware, and they wisely chose fried chicken when they first set the menu, otherwise they might be more than five times busier now, and they can't cry.

The five people are all novices, and they will inevitably make mistakes in the chaos, and the wrong dishes and the like will also start to happen.

Fortunately, this is a variety show, the cameras are on, and customers will not scold, and invisibly, the difficulty has been reduced by three points.

Finally, after serving the food to all eight tables of customers, without a few minutes of rest, the first table of customers finished eating and were ready to leave.

"Checkout?"

"Hmm."

"140, is the fried chicken delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's very delicious."

"Thanks, I'll come back next time."

"We also thought, can we still win the lottery?"

“…… I'm sorry. ”

The first table of customers checks out and leaves, and Lee's restaurant earns +140.

Chen Yihua and Ye Linsen began to clean up the table where the guests had left, just as they were wiping the table clean.

Another customer came in.

"Welcome, please be seated."

"Hello, checkout."

"Okay, right away."

"Order."

"It's coming, it's coming."

As the first wave of customers left and a new wave of customers poured in, the situation in the restaurant changed again.

Peng Cheng spent most of his time in the kitchen cleaning up garbage and washing dishes, and the lobby was even more short of manpower.

"There's really too much cutlery to wash......"

For a single table of guests, there are five large plates, six small plates, five cups, and three pairs of knives, forks and chopsticks.

In just a few moments, the sink was almost full.