"You're recovering well!"

Andasan smiled and said, "What a hotel!" It is indeed worthy of its reputation, it is already half better, and it should be all good in a few days. ”

"That's good! Wishing you a speedy recovery! ”

"To borrow your auspicious words, you made this bun? It's delicious! ”

As he spoke, he ate one bite at a time.

Chen Ming said politely: "Eat more if it's delicious!" ”

This was originally a good word, but if you say to a fat person that it is delicious, eat more, it seems to become a bad word. After finishing speaking, Chen Ming felt that what he said was a little inappropriate, so he smiled awkwardly.

The fat man didn't seem to feel embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Such delicious buns, it's more to eat!" ”

"Look at my meat, it's all piled up with all kinds of delicacies, and I'm still very picky about food, but eating Master Chen's buns is authentic!"

Chen Ming knows how well he makes steamed buns, except for the real materials he uses, he is far behind in other aspects, and the reason why the fat man says this is nothing more than flattering himself.

"But only the buns in this store are a bit single, if Master Chen can add more variety, I think it will be more popular."

Chen Ming smiled: "I won't tell you, I'm only good at making steamed buns, and other aspects are average, but I do have plans to learn to make more pastries." ”

The fat man was surprised: "You want to learn to make pastry?" ”

"Yes, if there are more varieties in the kitchen cabinet, the guests can also have a choice, right?"

"Wait!"

The fat man said, put down the chopsticks in his hand, took out his mobile phone and dialed it, but Youyang's ringtone rang beside him, but it was immediately cut off, and then "Bang!" With a bang, a delicate women's leather bag landed on the dining table.

At the same time, a somewhat annoyed voice rang out.

"Why do you eat so much?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and looked up with Chen Ming, a woman with an angry face stood in front of the table, the woman was tall, dressed in a decent short-sleeved white suit and skirt, wearing a pearl chain with a flashing pink halo on her snow-white neck, and short hair with a melon seed, sweet and intellectual.

At this time, the woman was staring at the fat man Andashan with a fierce look of hating iron but not steel, and sat down directly and whispered and threatened: "I didn't look at it for a while, so you ran down and ate it secretly." ”

Although the tone is threatening, the voice is pleasant and pleasant. The fat man seemed to have done something bad and was caught, and instinctively argued: "If you are hungry, come down and eat some." It's okay. ”

"But you've eaten it at noon."

"Afternoon tea, afternoon tea!"

The woman scanned the video and ate two plates of steamed buns at a glance, and there were two plates of steamed buns, and she said angrily step by step: "Four plates of steamed buns for afternoon tea?" ”

The fat man was speechless for a while, but at a glance, he saw Chen Mingzheng on the other side of the table looking at him with a strange expression, and immediately thought about something, and changed the topic with a smile: "Ran'er, sit down, I'll introduce you." What kind of hotel chef is this? ”

The woman turned her head and glanced at Chen Ming, her expression stiffened, as if she was a little embarrassed for outsiders to see her fierce side. There was a hint of blush on his face. But it's even more cute.

The fat man introduced to Chen Ming again: "This is my daughter An Ran!" ”

Although the woman was a little shy, she still generously stretched out her hand and said, "Hello! ”

Chen Ming also hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake An Ran, and said, "Hello! ”

The fat man proudly pointed to his daughter and said to Chen Ming, "Don't you want to learn pastry?" My daughter is a senior pastry chef and has published a book! Learn from her, yes! ”

Chen Ming was surprised: "Really? ”

An Ran smiled slightly, looked at Chen Ming's book and said, "I wrote this book "The Making and Fancy" of Chinese and Western pastries!" ”

"Oh?"

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, closed the book, and sure enough, behind the author on the cover was the word "Enron", and a heartfelt admiration arose.

"Disrespectful! Disrespectful! I've been reading it for days, and it's a really good book! ”

An Ran said with a smile: "Master Chen is the chef of a hotel, and my little insect carving skills can't be put on the table." ”

"Miss Enron, don't say that, I can't afford to be a chef, and to be honest, I didn't even go to a formal chef school. I just bought a few books and followed the contents of the book and made it myself. ”

Hearing Chen Ming say this, An Ran picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a bun, took a bite, and nodded while squirming and chewing on the thin lips of the cherry blossoms.

When she finished eating a whole bun, she exclaimed: "This bun has fresh and elastic meat, and although the seasoning is ordinary, it has a full and uniform taste." The dough is fluffy, the taste is good, and the steaming time is just right. It's just that the time outside is a little longer, the taste and texture are a little worse, if the cage drawer is replaced with a small one, after steaming, put it in the insulated cabinet together with the cage drawer, take out a cage directly, and eat it now. This is much better than taking out the cage drawer, putting it in the insulated cabinet, and then taking it out and putting it on a plate to eat again, it tastes much better and can maintain its original shape. ”

Chen Ming admired in his heart and said: "I also thought about it this way, but the small cage drawer is not as steamed as the big cage drawer, and it is not as convenient as the big one when making it." And the capacity of the incubator does not allow so many cages to take up space. ”

An Ran smiled slightly: "Actually, you don't have to use a small cage, as long as you make a slight adjustment in the ratio of seasonings and the type of wheat used in the flour, you can keep the best taste of the buns for a longer time." ”

The fat man watched his daughter talk to Chen Ming more and more speculatively. couldn't help but smile all over his face, and quietly threw the buns on the plate into his mouth.

At the front desk, he glanced at the restaurant and said, "Our cheap brother-in-law usually follows my aunt with a little follower." I don't see my long ability, this is still a sister! ”

Yiyi smiled: "I pretended to pass by just now, and I heard them talking about steamed buns, and listening to what they said, that woman may be a pastry chef." ”

"Pastry chef? No wonder? In the past few days, Chen Ming has been holding a book of pastries whenever he has time. I want to add variety to the food in the restaurant! ”

Yiyi said: "With Chenming's craft, it's good to be able to make steamed buns, I think it's good to add a café to the hall." At least it looks a little more classy. ”

"What kind of hotel are we, it's not for people to consume, it's good to eat, can coffee be eaten as a meal?"

"You can't eat it as a meal, but you can take a tip, my aunt deducted our pocket money, you think if there is a café, it's not for our sisters to support, with our looks and skills, then this tip will not be soft!"

"Forget it, my aunt is now the queen of ghosts, every move in this store can't escape her eyes, according to the rules of the store, all tips must be paid, we are tired, and we haven't got a penny, isn't it even more of a loss."

"Is there a tipping rule in the store? How did I not know? ”