Chapter 12: She's the Chef

Jiang Chao thought that it was an easy job to run the hall, but he didn't expect that on the first day of opening, he was harassed by the guests, and he couldn't meet the requirements put forward by the guests.

Before the opening, Weiwei explained to Jiang Chao, asking him not to tell others that she was the boss, and when she introduced herself, she only said that she was the chef of the restaurant.

First, I was afraid that I would encounter difficult guests who would ask for a discount when they saw the boss, and second, I was naturally worried that my mother and sisters at home would find out that she was not doing her job properly and reopened my father's store. In order to prevent her mother from discovering this, the business license was handled with Uncle Kong's ID card.

"Weiwei, that Kuo Shao let you go, don't worry, if he has nothing to do and wants to find fault, Uncle Kong and I will fight him all over the ground to find teeth."

Jiang Chao walked up to Weiwei and said in a low voice.

Vivi stopped what she was doing and walked out of the desk. Ke Nansheng's gaze fell on her, and he said with a smile:

"What a coincidence, let's meet again."

"It's a coincidence, I'm the head chef here, how can I help you?"

Jiang Weiwei smiled slightly, she really didn't have a good impression of the young master Kuo in front of her who broke her mobile phone when they met for the first time. But don't stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention that now the other party is a guest, and she is the master.

Ke Nansheng's gaze flashed with a faint surprise, and he quickly regained his composure and spoke politely.

"So you're a chef?! I accidentally broke your phone on the road before, sorry, if it is convenient, you can tell me the model and brand of your phone, and I will compensate according to the price. ”

"Can you tell us about your specialty?" I've heard them say that our shop is an old crockpot that has been passed down for decades, and it's a must. ”

When they met for the first time, Jiang Weiwei was in a hurry, and after being accidentally hit, she showed a little irritable and domineering, which made Ke Nansheng a little disliked. This goodbye, Jiang Weiwei's concentration in front of the desk, and the professionalism in the face of customers have greatly changed Ke Nansheng's impression of her.

Xie Hui and Wang Han saw that Ke Nansheng insisted on looking for Jiang Weiwei, thinking that he wanted to stir up trouble, but both of them were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they naturally would not stop it.

But when Jiang Weiwei came over and listened to the conversation between the two, Xie Hui and Wang Han opened their mouths in shock, Ke Ershao knew the chef in front of him!

The two of them unconsciously looked at Jiang Weiwei carefully, well, she is very tall, in her early seventies by eye, and her figure is impeccable. In terms of figure alone, this cook has a lot of capital.

But looking at her face again, it looks very ordinary. None of the facial features are prominent, and the combination is pleasing to the eye. The skin is not white, and at first glance, it looks a bit like a Hawaiian girl.

Such a girl shouldn't be able to enter Ke Ershao's eyes, right?

Ke Nansheng naturally didn't bother to pay attention to Xie Hui and Wang Han, he quietly watched Jiang Weiwei, waiting for her answer.

Jiang Weiwei was under the gaze of his eyes that were too bright, and a touch of discomfort unconsciously rose in her heart.

She looked away, cleared her throat, and said:

"Thank you for your praise of the old crockpot, the crockpot house adheres to the operation and inheritance of the year, and now the main dishes in our store are eight kinds of soup, eight kinds of side dishes, and eight kinds of new fried.

Each dish is based on the tenet of low calorie and high nutrition, and is paired with reasonable nourishment for the body.

The eight soups are papaya fresh fish soup, mushroom chicken soup, wild mycogen brocade soup, bamboo shoots and preserved duck soup, bamboo fungus pork rib soup, ginger shredded beef brisket soup, radish salty bone soup, and gladiolus pigeon soup.

The side dishes include cold salad colorful cloud silk, lotus fragrant scallops, apple crispy shrimp, potpourri tofu, pineapple cuttlefish, ......"

"Alright, bring them all up and try them out."

Ke Nansheng listened to the names of the dishes that Jiang Weiwei kept spitting out of his mouth, and the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he hurriedly interrupted without waiting for Jiang Weiwei to finish speaking.

"Crockpot houses are usually served by the head, the portions are quite a lot, there are only five of you, if you have one of each, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it all......"

Jiang Weiwei continued to smile.

"Don't worry, just go up."

Ke Nansheng interrupted Jiang Weiwei again.

The guest insisted on this, and Jiang Weiwei, as the boss, was inconvenient to say anything, so she turned around and ordered Jiang Chao to serve the food.

Lifting the lid of the small crockpot in front of him, the clear soup color is not greasy or greasy, and the tangy aroma suddenly leads to the gluttony in the stomach.

Ke Nansheng picked up the wooden soup spoon and drank two sips, and couldn't help but secretly praise, good soup!

Suddenly, the taste buds opened, as if the pores of the whole body were also opened instantly, so ironing comfortable.

Seeing this, Xie Hui and Wang Han involuntarily followed to open the lid of the soup in front of them, scooped the soup and tasted it, and this taste immediately couldn't stop.

The three big boys drank soup with their heads bored, and no one paid attention to the two beauties for a while. The two beauties are used to being sought after on weekdays, and they are so snubbed, Ke Nansheng's attitude has made them understand that most of them can't climb this Ke Shao, and it is still possible to win Xie Hui.

The school flower motioned to her best friend to get close to Xie Hui, and her best friend had a good heart, so she immediately leaned on Xie Hui's arm without saying anything. While rubbing Xie Hui's arm lightly with his chest, he put his face to his ear and blew like an orchid to speak:

"Xie Shao, is this soup really so delicious?"

The beauty's hair brushed Xie Hui's cheeks, and the strong fragrance hit his nostrils, making him a little hot. The bed was empty for more than two months, even though he knew that the beauty in front of him was not original, but his body still had an instinctive reaction shamefully.

Xie Hui hurriedly went to romance with the chick after eating, gobbled up the dishes in front of him, and went to get the dishes in front of him who didn't move his chopsticks much.

"Do you eat like that?"

Ke Nansheng raised his chopsticks and clamped Xie Hui's chopsticks.

"I'm not in a hurry to finish eating and leave early."

Xie Hui told the truth in his heart. Either he said that he would become stupid if he ate too much, Xie Hui grinned at Ke Nansheng for the stupid words he couldn't take back.

Ke Nansheng couldn't see Xie Hui's heart.

"If you want to go, hurry up, don't waste good things."

"Yes, yes, no waste."

Women take the initiative to send it to the door, don't just waste it.

Xie Hui immediately put down his chopsticks, raised his leg and left as if he had been pardoned. After walking a few steps, I remembered that Ke Nansheng came in his car, and I originally thought that my sister Xie Yun would drive over and send Ke Nansheng back. Now that he is leaving, how can Ke Nansheng go back.

"You go yours, ignore me."

Ke Nansheng opened another can of soup and took a long breath in fascination.

Xie Hui and Wang Han left with the two beauties, and the air suddenly became extremely refreshing. Ke Nansheng drank soup and ate vegetables while looking at the gate of the courtyard.

Half an hour passed, and not a single guest came in. I finally saw the figure shaking, but I came from another restaurant to drive. The two cars outside the courtyard gate drove away, and the crockpot house was even more deserted.

Two red gauze lamps hanging in the doorway fluttered in the wind, sprinkling a small mess of red.

If this continues, this small shop won't last long! No wonder it's not easy to be a small shop cook with such an old mobile phone......

Ke Nansheng looked at Jiang Weiwei, who lowered her head to wash vegetables behind the desk. Jiang Weiwei was carefully cleaning the soaked cuttlefish.

"It tastes good!"

Ke Nansheng raised the soup can in his hand towards Weiwei. Wei Wei looked at Ke Nansheng and smiled gently.

At this time, the mobile phone placed on the desk rang.

"Weiwei, do you have a place to live in your dormitory?"