The people on the side, looking at Zhou Gang's expression, asked:

"Lao Zhou, how is it, it's delicious."

After finishing speaking, Zhou just reacted.

In order to protect his face in the village, Zhou Gang continued:

"That's it, it's not that good, it's just the level of a second-rate chef."

Zhou Gang felt that no matter when, he was his best, and he must not praise other people's dishes and destroy his prestige.

After Zhou Gang finished speaking, the person next to him said:

"I'll go, Chef Zhou's tongue is picky."

"That's right, such a delicious meal, this is a second-rate level for you, this is a bit too low."

"I think it's top-level."

"It shows that Chef Zhou usually eats better things than us."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, our living standard is definitely not as good as Chef Zhou."

After speaking, everyone held their own dishes, let Zhou Gang speak, and no one paid attention to him.

周刚 says:

"That's right, I think it's a second-rate level."

No one paid attention to Zhou Gang, only he was talking to himself.

Today's meal is so delicious that everyone doesn't want to miss it.

Hurry up and finish eating, go to the kitchen and see if you can pack something to eat.

Zhou Gang said that it was not delicious, second-rate level.

But Zhou Gang's chopsticks are the most diligent on the table.

Keep sandwiching the dishes, one chopstick is finished, and then another chopstick.

Looking at the dishes on the table, his eyes quickly grabbed the first bite of food.

I couldn't stop being busy, and when the person at the table saw it, he said:

"Lao Zhou, didn't you say it wasn't delicious? Why did you clip it so quickly, you have eaten several bites of this cabbage dumpling, can you slow down and leave me a piece. ”

"Yes, Lao Zhou, your chopsticks are really skilled, I can't compare to you at all, I can't wait to grab vegetables with you with my hands."

The people at the table complained that Zhou Gang's chopsticks were really powerful.

It doesn't matter if the dish is round, flat, hard, soft, or cold, the hot clip will not fall at all.

Fast, accurate, and steady, Zhou Gang's speed of picking vegetables can't be caught up by others at all, and it's simply out of reach.

When others said, Zhou Gang didn't mean to stop at all.

Such a delicious dish, how could Zhou Gang give it to them, and said with a smile:

"Hey, it's not that the dishes are not good, I tried many things, tasted it, and it still feels like it's not as delicious as the food I made."

Picking up vegetables while talking did not delay Zhou Gang's eating speed at all.

The staple dish of siu mai is served.

Looking at the roasted wheat with thin skin and thick meat, everyone eats it with it.

After one person and one chopstick, there is only the last roasted wheat left.

The people at the table were staring at the last roasted wheat, but they never expected that Zhou Gang would take the lead.

The person next to him couldn't help but say:

"Lao Zhou, don't you dislike other chefs for being second-rate cooks? Why did you eat so fast, and you grabbed the last roasted wheat. ”

"Oh, it's a pity, such a delicious siu mai, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's any."

"I'll go over and take a look too, it's delicious."

"This roasted wheat husk is thin and the meat is thick, and when you take a bite, it is all juice."

"It's so good than the average small shop, such a good chef."

"Today's meal is really a treat."

"It's a pity that the chef is too far away from us, and I want to apprentice with others."

are all complaining about Zhou Gang's speed of picking vegetables, leaving no chance for others.

is also boasting about Yunxi's craftsmanship.

When Zhou Gang heard this now, he didn't bother to defend himself.

Now drinking this bowl of dried silk soup, my mouth is full of fragrance.

I don't answer them because I want to drink an extra bowl.

At the engagement banquet at noon, I hastily understood that the only lively thing was to eat.

The people at the table were talking about the smell of the food.

Mo Li toasted with Wang Zhiyong, and Wang Zhiyong introduced:

"That's my fiancée, Molly."

What Wang Zhiyong didn't expect was that his grandmother didn't plan to let him get married at all, only get engaged.

Grandma always thinks that stepmothers are not easy to be, and stepfathers are even more difficult to be.

The banquet was nearing the end, and just when everyone was cooking seriously, Zhou Gang had already withdrawn from the table.

Zhou Gang showed his chopsticks kung fu, and his stomach was full and his stomach was round.

Zhou Gang didn't leave, and retreated directly to the kitchen.

Zhou just happens to be a chef, of course, he is more sensitive than others, that is, packing in advance.

Yunxi and several aunts who helped the cook also began to eat.

There was no one in the kitchen.

Zhou Gang went in, holding a plastic bag, and the first thing he packed was the dried silk soup he slandered.

The dried silk soup made by Yunxi is even more delicious than the one he made.

Zhou Gang wanted to pack it up and go back and study it carefully, Yunxi's approach.

More for eating.

Then a child looked into the kitchen and said:

"Mom, look, the roasted wheat is gone, and Uncle Zhou is packing."

The child kept staring at the siu mai, waiting for his mother to pack it for a while, because it was so delicious.

But I saw Uncle Zhou packing in the kitchen, and he was still holding so many bags.

How can this be, Uncle Zhou has finished packing, and he won't have anything to eat.

As soon as these words came out, many people hurried to the kitchen to see what Zhou Gang was doing.

The onlookers said:

"What is Chef Zhou doing?"

Zhou Gang was holding a plastic bag and had already packed 3 of them.

Zhou Gang said while packing the old vinegar peanuts in his hand:

"Isn't that obvious?"

Zhou Gang said without hesitation.

Such a delicious meal, Zhou just didn't care so much, first packed it as a respect.

As soon as these words came out, they were instantly chaotic.

Everyone thinks it's so good to eat, how can they watch Zhou Gang pack.

One of the women who took the lead, also holding a plastic belt, said:

"Zhou Gang, you can pack some and leave some for me."

After speaking, he snatched vinegar-soaked peanuts from Zhou Gang's hand and poured them directly into his plastic bag.

In a hurry, I didn't even let go of the seasoning sauce for soaked peanuts, thinking about packing it back and soaking some cucumbers to eat.

It doesn't matter what you do, the main thing is the seasoning, the delicious seasoning, you can eat it with whatever you want.

This scene directly woke up everyone.

In an instant, the kitchen was like a bandit coming down the mountain to loot.

"Auntie, give the plastic bag."

"Quick, son, you go pack the stir-fry, I'll pack this rib."

"What are we packing, just holding the plastic bag and looking at it."

"Isn't it stupid, just pack whatever you have."

"There are only a few pieces of ribs left, and some soup, so don't pack them away."

"Fool, people say that the hundred-year-old soup is fragrant, and they are putting two plastic bags on it and taking the soup away."

"It's good for you to pack the dishes, why don't you take other people's bowls."

"This bowl has fried cold rapeseed oil, fragrant."

'Smack' came directly to the head and said:

"Pack the oil and put the bowl down for me."

The kitchen was useless for ten minutes, and all the leftovers were packed.

Watching others pack, I was also greedy, and everyone rushed up to pack what they wanted.

In the big pot where the vegetables were placed, there was not even any soup left.

Wang Zhiyong's family was still eating happily outside, although the family had to go back to Shuocheng after the engagement banquet, and planned to pack the leftovers and take them back to Shuocheng to continue eating.

With such a delicious dish, it is impossible to lose it.

Wang Jun's daughter-in-law thought that she would bring back the soup left over from the pork ribs, and take the soup prepared by Yunxi and then eat the pork ribs, which must be very delicious.

Before I finished eating, I saw a mess in the kitchen.

It's black, it's all packed dishes.

Grandma Wang Zhiyong wanted to say that she would leave some for herself.

Unexpectedly, this group of people does not play cards according to the routine.

looked at Grandma Wang Zhiyong standing there, and said with a smile:

"Old lady, you can go back to Shuocheng anyway after eating, I'll help you solve the trouble, I'll pack these dishes and leave."

"Old lady, today's meal is really delicious, thank you for coming back for a big feast."

"Oh, old lady, you are so wise, you have found such a good cook, this meal is really powerful."

Everyone came out of the kitchen and said words of gratitude.

On the contrary, the old lady didn't know what to say.

I could only stand awkwardly and say:

"Oh, good."

"Well, you just have to eat well."

"Walk slowly."

"Packed and served? Walk slowly. ”

replied reluctantly, and was already 10,000 dissatisfied in my heart.

Zhou Gang came out, and Zhou Gang packed it today, and Zhou Gang was the most.

Someone was dissatisfied and said:

"You, you, you say that other people's chefs are not good, you take so many dishes."

"Yes, you take so much, give us some points."

"That's it, so many dishes, give us some points."

After hearing this, Zhou Gang continued his shameless spirit and said:

"You don't understand, I won't eat when I go back, as a chef, I understand the opponent's ability, I want to study it, and make it for you."

(End of chapter)