He has worked hard for the big canteen for 20 years, what's wrong with eating two more mouthfuls of meat?

Why should he think about life in the bureau, he is wronged.

Sitting opposite Ling Er at this moment, he still gushed endlessly, "There are several years or two years in my life, and I have two years of good youth." ”

"Master, how old are you this year?" Ling Er had to remind him, the folds on his face were all crumpled, why didn't he know it yet.

"I'm only fifty!" Bai Shuangxi took a sip of tea while holding the teacup.

"The word 'cai' is used well." Ling Er praised it seriously.

"I went to junior high school," Bai Shuangxi stroked his few hairs, "I have good grades when I study, this language, I often get full marks in the exam." ”

"Then Master Bai, let's get down to business?" Ling Er smiled and said, "Do you want to show your hands and let us open our eyes?" ”

Early in the morning, Wang Gang and others bought the vegetables and seasonings, and waited for this childlike old man.

The old man didn't refuse, and when he got to the kitchen, he rummaged through it here, pulled it there twice, and muttered for a long time, just saying that he was pitted by the vegetable seller, and none of the things he bought could be seen.

Then he began to be picky about the seasoning, and the pepper powder had wheat bran in it, and the sesame powder actually had the taste of melon seeds.

Wang Gang's face was red and white for a while, and he couldn't wait to go to the vegetable market now and lift up the stalls!

Bai Shuangxi nagged and nagged, his hands didn't stop, he didn't have much effort, three dishes came out, he wiped his hands on the rag in front of him and said,

"One plate is sweet and sour pork ribs, the other is pickled and fresh, and that one is called Caoyu fish fillet, you can try it."

Ling Er sandwiched a piece of pork ribs, and after smashing it for a long time, he felt that the taste was a little different from the taste he usually ate, and he asked, "This is sweet and sour pork ribs?" ”

Doesn't it look like it?

Could it be that the local dishes I have been eating are fake?

He's an old Pujiang!

"You two taste." Ling Er couldn't eat local food, as long as there was sugar, he stayed away, and simply let Liang Chengtao and Jin Zhong give it a try.

Liang Chengtao also tried them one by one, then put down the chopsticks and said with praise, "Master Bai's dishes are innovative, very thoughtful, the taste is very good, and a little sour, not promote, like the feeling of Ningbo cuisine, what is this adding?" ”

"Oh, you actually ate it, it didn't cost me a lot of effort, I've been in it for the past two years, and I haven't done anything, so I'm thinking about this dish," Bai Shuangxi said proudly, "Our local cuisine, mainly smoldering, adding sugar, soy sauce, vinegar, simmering for a long time, a little burnt taste, I improved it, it is lemon juice, rock sugar hawthorn, the color is good, the taste is good." ”

"It's not bad for the taste of the Peace Hotel." Admiralty chimed in.

"Of course, I'll be honest with you, as soon as I came out, many people asked me for help, such a big hotel, and those who invited me to Denmark to 'block the façade', with a monthly salary of two thousand US dollars, and the procedures and travel expenses for going abroad were solved by them, and I didn't go," Bai Shuangxi continued to pick up the teacup, pointing at Wang Zuxun and said, "This is my friend, we get along very well, he opened his mouth, I came immediately, it's not good to make friends sad, help each other." ”

"Yo, that's not going to make it hard for you." Ling Er said seriously, "Master Bai, if you don't find another job, I don't need to bother you in my small restaurant." ”

Bai Shuangxi was a little stunned in an instant, and said that he would ask for a good price to pay back?

The child didn't understand, he stared and didn't care, and looked at Wang Gang with a smile.

Wang Gang simply lit a cigarette, lowered his head and smoked, pretending not to see it.

Wang Zuxun is not good not to speak, he took the initiative to hand the steps and said, "Lao Bai, we have been friends for so many years, I also know your level, since we are friends, I bother to ask you to help for a stage, but also to take care of young people, it is not easy to start a business, is it, wait for the stage, the hotel is stable, you look at the situation, if it is really difficult, no one blames you." ”

"Manager Wang is right." Ling Er smiled and said, "Master Bai, what do you see? ”

"Lao Wang said so, and I can't refute his face." Bai Shuangxi sneered, "Then let's do it." ”

He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to mention his salary, for fear that he would finally find a customer who was willing to ask for him, and he would be scared away.

He has to earn money, if he can't support the burden of the family anymore, it is estimated that his daughters will not recognize him.

He started to work on the day Wang Gang's hotel began to decorate his salary, and Wang Gang's salary still made him overjoyed, 800 yuan a month!

Of course, it can't be compared with the salary of the western chef on Beijing West Road and Huating Hotel!

If someone works for a month, it's worth half a year!

"Well done, I'll give you your share." Wang Gang accepted Ling Er's suggestion and drew a big pie for the old man who aspired to be the best chef in Pujiang.

It wasn't until the first day of opening that the first table of guests came, and the guests found a bug in the dish.

"Really?" Wang Gang wanted to die.

"This must not be our Pujiang bug." Bai Shuangxi said slowly, "I also ate it many years ago, it is rich in nutritional protein that is very beneficial to the human body, at that time I just got married, I want to supplement nutrition, my wife is reluctant to eat, so I have to give it to me, it has been 30 years in a blink of an eye..."

The guest did not buy his feelings, he had to be free of charge, and before leaving, he packed the unfinished dishes and took them away.

"Failure is the mother of success." Bai Shuangxi said, "Young people should not be afraid of failure. ”

"I'm not short of moms." Wang Gang gritted his teeth and said.

There is a long, long road called dream, and there is also a very high wall called reality.

In short, he was trading at a loss.

On the day Ling Er got his driver's license, he specially invited the coach to eat, ordered the food casually, calculated about five or six hundred, got up and told the coach to go to the toilet first, and slipped away.

The rivers and lakes will never see each other again.

Revenge is avenged.

drove a second-hand jeep that had been booked a long time ago, and invited a table of dinner at Wang Gang's restaurant.

At the dinner table, Liang Chengtao designated Wang Gang's hotel as the designated hotel of the daily chemical factory, and Wang Gang finally had the hope of making a profit.

"You have an idea." Wang Gang was about to cry, plus buying a house and decorating, a quarter of his net worth was in a hotel.

Wang Gang's business was poor, Ling Er was not good at standing by, and after thinking about it seriously, he said, "Why don't you let Lao Wen calculate it for you." ”

Wang Gang strangled his heart.

But Wen Chunhua is still a serious way, "The stove is not going straight to the door." ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Gang asked.

"Feng Shui is not good." Wen Chunhua said, "I'll give you a 20% discount on the consulting fee?" ”

"Let's see." Wang was able to give him money before he was called a ghost.

"See?"

"Look!" Wang Gang affirmed.

Wang Gang not only demolished the chimney exit that day, but also placed Guan Gong at the entrance.

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