Another quarter of an hour passed.

Before Zhou Cunzhe and Zhang's shopkeeper ran out patiently, Huang finally succeeded in spreading a cake out.

It is moderately thin, brown and crispy, and it is no different from the pancakes spread out by Gan's.

Huang broke a little bit of it and tasted it, then nodded with satisfaction.

Well, it tastes good, and it's not bad compared to the pancakes at Gan's stall.

Subsequently, prepare side dishes.

There are several sauerkraut jars in this kitchen, and there are all kinds of sauerkraut.

She picked a few items out and chopped them, and was about to find chili oil when she suddenly had an idea.

If this sauerkraut is mixed with meat sauce, it should taste even better!

This way, she can also sell her own bolognese by the way, killing two birds with one stone.

So the Huang Sauce stall was opened, and a large spoonful of the meat sauce was scooped into the chopped sauerkraut with a spoon and stirred well.

Father Zhou has been watching from the sidelines, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

In addition to him, there are also guys who work in the back kitchen of the restaurant, including the chef.

The chef was arranged by the shopkeeper, and he was also assigned a task, so that he must carefully watch how Huang makes pancakes, write down the ingredients needed and the steps to make pancakes one by one, and go back and sell them according to the production.

But the chef had been in the kitchen for half an hour, and he had already seen the doorway.

This old woman can't even spread bread, and she has made seven or eight in a row, and all of them are wasted and cannot be eaten.

With such cooking skills, what do you expect her to make something fresh and delicious?

However, due to the shopkeeper's speech, the chef still gave Huang a lot of face, and did not demolish her on the spot, and waited patiently in the kitchen.

Until he saw Huang's successful spread of a pancake, the chef couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for her, and finally made it!

But when Huang scooped out the meat sauce, the chef's brow became tighter and tighter.

Why does this bolognese taste different from the previous three flavors? Could it be that you have made a new flavor?

But the smell is weird, numb and spicy, but not fragrant, and even a little choking......

At this time, Huang had already put the sauerkraut mixed with meat sauce on the pancake and spread it flat, and then slowly rolled up the cake.

She exhaled and said to the young man next to her: "The pancakes are ready, take them out and give them to your shopkeeper and that Zhou Gongzi to taste!" ”

The young man who was watching next to him had a complicated look on his face.

said to the shopkeeper and Zhou Gongzi to taste, why did he only prepare a pancake?

Listening to the urging sound in the hall again, the young man didn't dare to say much, and took the tray and sent the finished pancakes out.

Zhou Cunzhe was already waiting impatiently, and his expression was gloomy, as if he was ready to go crazy at any time.

At this time, seeing the young man bring out the pancakes, his face barely eased a little, especially when he saw that the pancakes were rolled into long strips, and there were side dishes rolled in them, which was indeed quite innovative, and it was not the same as the ones sold outside.

Shopkeeper Zhang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw that only one pancake was delivered, and then cast a puzzled look at the young man.

The young man gave his shopkeeper a helpless look.

The shopkeeper seemed to have thought of something, so he said to Zhou Cunzhe: "Zhou Gongzi, come and taste how this pancake tastes!" ”

Zhou Cunzhe didn't think much about it. There is only one pancake, which is naturally eaten by him, how dare this shopkeeper grab food from him?

Moreover, eating a unique thing can reflect his extraordinariness and dignity.

Thinking about it like this, Zhou Cunzhe's mood suddenly became better.

But that was before he ate the pancakes.

When he picked up the pancake and took a bite, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.