Saying that he is a mercenary, Wednesday is just to prevent Old York and Galen from dragging him back. If Wednesday risked his life in the palace to save people, while Galen and Old York were out and there were suspicious and even small gestures, then what did he do on Wednesday.

It's just that Wednesday didn't know that some of the current mercenaries have deteriorated, and they don't pay much attention to things like promises, and many people have changed their bottom line from promises to benefits.

In the past, mercenaries could give up their lives for a promise, but now mercenaries will only risk their lives when faced with huge benefits.

Of course, that's not to say that Old York and Galen were suspicious of Wednesday's purpose. If these two were suspicious of Wednesday, Galen wouldn't be waiting for him at the Jade House, and Old York wouldn't have pulled down his face to give Wednesday a low look.

Old York and Galen came to last Wednesday solely because of Chrissy's orders. Although Chrissy is imprisoned in the palace, she occasionally finds an opportunity to spread the word, and there is no problem. When Chrissy was placed under house arrest, she ordered Galen to find Wednesday and put Wednesday in charge of saving her, and the others should not take the liberty of it.

Although Galen and Old York didn't know why Chrissy trusted Wednesday so much, they didn't dare to go against their master's wishes, so they could only send people around to look for them while waiting at the Jade House.

And it was precisely because of Chrissy's orders that Old York and Galen were able to tolerate Wednesday in every way. Otherwise, not to mention Old York, the royal brother, Galen, the commander of the legion, would have called for someone to cut down Wednesday. Of course, whether or not Wednesday can be hacked to death is another matter.

Wednesday himself didn't know too much about this, but in his continuous temptation, he quickly found out the details of Old York and Galen, at least he knew that they still trusted him, but this trust was a little reluctant, otherwise, Galen would not have repeatedly tested his strength on Wednesday.

Think so. Wednesday changed his clothes in the wilderness, dressed as a pedestrian after a long journey, and then re-entered the city of Constance with a tired face, then found a hotel to stay in for a while, and after resting for a while, he began to wander the streets as if looking for a job.

After a long time. Stopped in front of a restaurant on First Avenue on Wednesday, squinted and walked in.

"Hello, how can I help you?" a waitress quickly greeted her.

Wednesday coughed and asked with a look of urgency, "You're looking for a new chef here?" ”

"Okay, okay, please come with me," said the waitress, smiling, but the contempt and disdain in her eyes were obvious, apparently not believing that Wednesday would succeed in applying.

Why? Because the job posting is very clear. Ask for a chef who can cook Chinese food. No one knew what Chinese food was two or three years ago, but in the past few years, Chinese food has swept away from the southeast at a whirlwind speed. By now, there are several Chinese restaurants in almost every city in the United Principality of Dudley and some of the surrounding areas.

And this so-called Chinese restaurant, the business is even more hot, almost making profits at the speed of grabbing money. The city of Constantine is located in the northwest. So the Chinese restaurant chain called "Food House" didn't open here. However, this did not prevent the fame of Chinese food from spreading.

For most of the year, the restaurant bosses in Constants were in a hurry. I want to get the secrets of Chinese food in my hands quickly, but from here to the United Duchy of Dudley, it will take less than half a year just to travel, let alone learn that profound memory.

So when the waitress heard Wednesday say that she was applying, her first reaction was to suspect that Wednesday was a liar, and she didn't believe that Wednesday would cook Chinese food at all. But the professionalism still led her to take Wednesday into her boss's office. "Sir, there is a gentleman to apply for. ”

The restaurateur is chubby, similar to the restaurateur in people's impressions, with a shiny face and a big belly. He has two moustaches, but the repairs are much more elaborate than Wednesday's. The fat boss waved his hand after seeing Wednesday and motioned for the waiter to leave. After the waiter left, he grabbed Wednesday's wrist, "You're Mr. Kobe?"

Wednesday coughed, then nodded, "It's me, I'm Kobe Bryant, and I'm here to apply." ”

"Please sit down," the fat boss graciously relinquished Wednesday to his seat, "Mr. Kobe, it's an honor to meet you, I'm Phil Jackson, you can call me old Phil." ”

Hearing the name of this boss, Wednesday smiled secretly in his heart, isn't this providence?But he quickly put this little accident behind him, waved his hand and asked with a smile, "Mr. Phil, do you know the purpose of my coming here?"

Boss Phil Jackson was surprised and asked, "Aren't you here to apply for a Chinese chef?"

Looking at the boss's surprised eyes, Wednesday knew in his heart. The boss obviously didn't know what was going on, and simply thought Wednesday was a Chinese chef. Thinking of this, Wednesday was still very satisfied with Old York's ability to do things, and coughed at the same time, "But your enthusiasm makes me a little unbearable." ”

Old Phil laughed when he heard this, "Mr. Kobe Bryant doesn't need to be polite, cough cough, Chinese chefs are hard to find now, as long as your skills are in place, it is worth being more enthusiastic about you." ”

Hearing this, Wednesday smiled, "I see, Mr. Phil can rest assured in terms of craftsmanship, I am one of the first batch of chefs trained by the Food House, and my skills are absolutely fine." ”

"Okay," Old Phil clapped his palms and laughed, "I don't care why you left the food house, as long as you pass the craft, I will also help you carry the big things, of course, only within this city of Constan." ”

"Thank you so much," Wednesday said politely. It's just that his originally normal movements have become equally obscene under the background of the obscene mask.

If it weren't for Wednesday's current identity as a much-needed Chinese chef, I'm afraid Old Phil wouldn't have bothered to look at him at all.

At this time, old Phil faced the baby sent to the door on Wednesday, and naturally looked at how pleasing to the eyes, rubbed his palms and said: "This, Mr. Kobe, do you want to open our eyes first?"

Wednesday nodded, "Please take me to the kitchen, and if you are still satisfied with the craftsmanship, it will not be too late for us to negotiate the honorarium." "Actually, my current identity is a chef looking for a job, so naturally I want to look like a chef, don't be obviously looking for a job, but the shelf is bigger than the boss, so how can I play?

"Good, good, good," Old Phil saw that although Wednesday was not very good-looking, but his temperament and conversation were not good, he was naturally happy in his heart, and said three good words in a row, and then walked to the kitchen with Wednesday. When he arrived in the kitchen, he shouted loudly, despite the reaction of the chefs in the room, "This is the new Chinese chef, everyone is welcome." ”

Hearing this, the kitchen suddenly fell silent. Coming to a new chef is a good thing for the restaurant itself, but not necessarily for these old chefs, because if the so-called Chinese food is really popular, won't these chefs who can't cook Chinese food be unemployed?

Seeing this, Wednesday coughed and said to Old Phil: "Mr. Phil, this, let's take a look at my craftsmanship first, if the craftsmanship is not good, don't say if you want me, I'm embarrassed to stay here." ”

Old Phil nodded, "Okay, okay," and then waved his hand to the other cooks, "Look at the point, learn the point, grow the eyes," and then asked earnestly, "Do I have anything to prepare?"

Wednesday's eyes glanced around the kitchen, then shook his head and said, "No, I'll just use these ingredients to make two dishes, and if Mr. Phil is satisfied, I'll prepare the ingredients I need." ”

This kitchen is quite large, covering an area of forty or fifty square meters, there are more than a dozen chefs alone, and there are more ingredients, although the variety is relatively simple, but it is enough for Wednesday. After that, Wednesday went around the kitchen and picked up four potatoes, a piece of pork belly, green and red peppers, and some soaked fungus, plus a bunch of various spices.

After choosing, Wednesday doesn't need those people to do it, and wash the side dishes by yourself.

After shredding potatoes and scraping the skin, Wednesday took out a kitchen knife from his specially prepared backpack, then stood in front of the cutting board, pondered a little, and began to cut the knife. From the first cut, the shredded potatoes cut on Wednesday were as thin as pieces of paper, and extremely even, like translucent pieces of paper.

As soon as this hand knife came out, the corners of Old Phil's mouth curled, although he had never eaten Chinese food, but he had heard that the simplest dish of fried shredded potatoes seemed to be like this.

The faces of the onlookers were suddenly ugly, they thought that Wednesday might be a person who sold their reputations, but they didn't expect it to seem to have real skills. Especially the kitchen knife and skilled knife skills that came with Wednesday are not laymen at first glance. But they're still vaguely looking forward to the next move on Wednesday, hoping to mess it up on Wednesday.

It's just that Wednesday completely disappointed them, Wednesday was very skillful, after cutting the four potatoes into hundreds of evenly thick potato slices, the potato slices were arranged, and then the knife was flying, and his kitchen knife rose and fell slightly, and the shredded potatoes that looked as thin as a hair fell on the cutting board.

For a while, all that was left of the huge kitchen was the sound of Wednesday's kitchen knife slicing lightly on the cutting board, and in less than half a minute, the four potatoes turned into a pair of shredded potatoes.

Wednesday gently put this pair of shredded potatoes into a basin filled with clean water, and the beauty of that moment stunned the entire kitchen, completely unable to believe their eyes, can this really cook?

Only old Phil closed his mouth happily and applauded vigorously: "Beautiful, so beautiful!" (to be continued......)