"Big sister, you shouldn't have practiced this, this ......"

Li Yuan, the guy who was carrying the vegetable basket with An Xiao before, glanced at it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Although this shredded potato is not thinner than that of a professional chef, the shredded potatoes are evenly cut, which is much better than his serious cook, who is always buried!

An Xiao just smiled slightly, she was able to cut it like this, it was all thanks to the tricky mother-in-law in her previous life.

In her previous life, since she married Zhao Yongsheng, his mother looked at her unpleasantly, thinking that she had delayed her son's marriage to the niece of the county paper mill director, so she made things difficult for her in every way.

It is not uncommon to have a hair on the floor today, no salt in the dish tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow that the shredded potatoes are too thick.

An Xiao originally didn't know anything, but when she was forced by this, she could only learn as much as she could, and finally to the extent that she couldn't choose, so she began to bury An Xiao is a chicken that can't lay eggs.

Fortunately, all this has passed, and she will no longer have any entanglements with the mother and son.

"Uncle Ran, can I help now?"

Ran Zhengde nodded, agreed, and then handed over the matter of cutting vegetables to An Xiao, and he took Li Yuan to do something else.

An Xiao cut the dishes as quickly as possible, and when he sorted out the knives, he also cleaned the tableware.

Ran Zhengde's side was almost busy, and when he went back to the kitchen to take a look, he couldn't help but nod again and again.

And at this moment, the guests who ate also came one after another, but new problems also arose.

Ran Zhengde's small restaurant originally had four people, but today Ran Qin, who was responsible for entertaining and collecting accounts, and Lao Xu, the chef, took leave, Ran Zhengde was responsible for cooking, and Li Yuan was going to help on the side, but in this way, no one at the front desk took care of it. Ran Zhengde pondered for a while and handed over the matter of collecting money and entertainment at the front desk to An Xiao.

First, through what happened just now, Ran Zhengde already trusts her very much, and besides, no one else can use it, so you can't let Li Yuan, a person who can't even do arithmetic, do it, right?

This time, An Xiao wanted to refuse, after all, he and Ran Zhengde had just met, and it was not easy to meddle in money-related matters.

But seeing that he was in a hurry, An Xiao reluctantly accepted the task.

Today is a sunny day, and the business of Good Taste Restaurant is also booming like the sun.

The two people in the kitchen were sweating hot, but they couldn't spare time to wipe them.

An Xiao was no better, running on both sides of the kitchen vestibule, even if there was no smoke from the stove, sweat soaked his clothes.

After more than two hours of busyness, the guests were finally received, and a few people could finally rest.

Ran Zhengde and Li Yuan prepared lunch and were about to ask An Xiao to eat together, but they saw An Xiao still lying on the table, writing something.

The two of them were not easy to disturb, so they could only wait quietly beside them, during which Li Yuan wanted to steal food several times, but was beaten back by Ran Zhengde.

I don't know how long it took, An Xiao finally wrote the last word on the ledger, and then handed the ledger to Ran Zhengde.

Ran Zhengde's culture is not high, so he doesn't do a good job of bookkeeping, and there are often omissions, otherwise he wouldn't let his nephew Ran Qin do it.

But the account made by An Xiao, all the income and expenditure are recorded, but it is not complicated, even Ran Zhengde, who is not good at mental arithmetic, is clear at a glance, and the number is still right.

Ran Zhengde put away the account book with satisfaction, and it seemed that he had really made a mistake in this decision.