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Salty, very salty, salty to astringent, Fang He feels that his taste buds have been challenged, how can any chef be able to make such a salty dish.

"Waiter!" Tang Yao directly rang the bell and called the waiter over, there must be an explanation for this matter.

The waiter came in quickly, and all the guests who could come here were distinguished guests, and they didn't dare to offend, so they naturally came quickly.

"Is this what your chef here cooks? Taste it yourself! I need an explanation now!" Tang Yao said, pointing to the dishes on the table.

It's rare to come once, and I'm lucky to be on the dishes after the imperial kitchen, but what is it that comes up, although it looks very good and smells good, but it's too salty, and I almost died.

The waiter was not frightened, after all, the waiters who could come here were specially selected and trained, and it was impossible for such a trivial matter to be solved.

"Sir, don't worry, I'll go and communicate with the kitchen now, and I'll give you a satisfactory answer later, okay?" said the waiter with a smile.

Although the situation is very anxious, a few big men can't bully a girl who is still smiling.

"Go ahead, I need an answer to this matter. Tang Yao waved his hand, this hotel still has strength, otherwise it would not have set such a rule and has not been sprayed, as for why this is the case today, Tang Yao doesn't know.

"Okay, please wait a moment. The waiter smiled and bowed and went out.

After a while, a few people came outside, and the waiter just now walked in with a man and a woman.

"I'm sorry to make you wait, this is Manager Wu of our hotel, and this is our executive chef Song Xueer. The waiter introduced to everyone.

Fang He found out that the executive chef of this hotel was actually a girl, that is, the descendant of the imperial chef, he thought it was a middle-aged man at first, but he didn't expect it to be such a young girl.

When observing this girl, Fang He also directly discovered the root of the problem.

This girl's complexion is relatively poor, and a little pale, and her facial muscles sometimes twitch unnaturally, which is obviously caused by nervous confusion, and the reason why she can make the dish so salty is probably related to her sense of taste.

The mental confusion, coupled with the compression of some nerves, caused her to have some problems when cooking, and she couldn't taste it when she added too much salt under the chaos.

In fact, it is true, she originally thought that she could still support it, at least there would be no major problems when cooking, but when she was cooking today, she was confused, she couldn't remember how much she put it, and she couldn't taste it if she wanted to.

Later, in order not to be discovered about this problem, I didn't say it directly, which caused this situation.

It's not that she doesn't want to say that she has this disease, it's that she doesn't dare to say it, now this wine plus is more supported by her, without her, although other chefs are doing well, but without her kind of craftsmanship, other hotels can also do it, they have no advantage.

"I'm really sorry, sir, but it's my fault that this dish wasn't done well. Song Xue'er bowed and apologized, her eyes were a little red, and she didn't know if it was because she was sorry or worried about the future of her future hotel.

Lin Yu was originally a good person, and when he saw the other party apologize, and then his eyes were red, he was naturally a little embarrassed, and he couldn't see a girl crying, and he was still a very good-looking girl.

Song Xue'er is very good-looking, dressed in a chef's uniform, and her hair is hidden in a hat, but this not only does not affect her beauty, but adds another style, and her innocent face also has a fatal attraction to other men.

"Have you been so confused lately, and you don't sleep well, and your senses sometimes disappear for a short time. Fang He said suddenly, this was a symptom that he had judged.

"You... How do you know?" exclaimed Song Xue'er.

No one else has said about her symptoms, even if she goes to the hospital, she goes to a private hospital, which is very secretive and will not be discovered, but now Fang He directly said her recent symptoms, which made her have to be surprised.

"Others may not be able to see it, but in the eyes of pure Chinese medicine, I can still see your symptoms. Fang He said with a smile.

He wasn't going to look for more trouble, but he saw that Lin Yu's eyes were a little strange when he looked at this Song Xue'er, and he guessed that it was love at first sight, so he naturally wanted to help if he could, besides, it was not easy for such a girl to support a hotel.

"Then do you have a way to treat it?" Song Xue'er had anticipation in her eyes, and so did the manager next to her.

This manager is the old man of this hotel, he has been working hard for this hotel and is loyal, even Song Xueer has to call Uncle Wu respectfully when she sees him.

"Brother He, can you cure it? If you can, can you help treat it? Lin Yu also whispered on the side.

If Fang He couldn't see that it was the first time they met just now, he was afraid that he would think that this Lin Yu had been pursuing Song Xue'er for a long time, after all, that expression was very sincere, and he couldn't do that for a short period of time.

"Since you spoke, I'll definitely help with the treatment, but I'll wait until after lunch. Fang He waved his hand and motioned for Song Xue'er and them to sit down.

"Ah, but I ......" Song Xue'er didn't know what Fang He meant, did she still let herself cook because of her problem?

"It's okay, today is also a gathering of friends, I want to borrow your kitchen, I will cook two dishes for my friends. Fang He said with a smile.

Song Xue'er definitely can't cook like this, so Fang He wants to show his hand, and he also intends to promote Song Xue'er.

Fang He is actually not short of money by now, but the skills on his body, although they were all passed down to him by immortals, Fang He doesn't want to waste it, this is also the oldest thing in Huaxia.

Fang He felt that he should find someone to pass it on, although Song Xueer was a daughter, Fang He didn't care if she was a man or a woman, as long as she was a Chinese person, the inheritance of Chinese culture did not distinguish between men and women.

"We have other chefs in the hotel and they are of a good level, or they would have been ready. Manager Wu said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, I haven't cooked in a long time. Fang He said with a smile.

Seeing Fang He say this, it's not good to say anything, after all, Fang He just said that he can treat Song Xue'er, so just give Fang He the kitchen to toss hard, just don't blow it up.

Fang He saw that they didn't trust each other, and he didn't care, it was because he didn't show his cooking skills, and when he ate the food made by Fang He, he would see if they would have such expressions.

After cleaning up, Fang He walked towards the kitchen under the leadership of Song Xue'er!