[024] This boy is still a little tender

"Beauty, do you want a chef here?"

Lin Xiaobao observed along the street for a long time and finally found a restaurant with a cold business but a large store.

A beautiful woman behind the counter who couldn't see her age poked out her head, looked at Lin Xiaobao, pointed to the paper pasted on the door, and got into the counter.

Lin Xiaobao walked to the door and saw that it said "this store is sublet" on the paper. He couldn't help but see that the business must be bad, so he had no choice but to sublease the store.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiaobao walked back to the counter again. The beautiful woman was reading an e-book with her mobile phone. Her expression was sometimes happy and sometimes sad, and she really couldn't bear to disturb her.

Don't disturb, Lin Xiaobao's future work will be lost, so he bravely asked, "Beauty, why do we sublet this store?"

The beautiful woman was obviously a little impatient and said, "Don't you see such a lonely? Why do I drive to lose money every day?

As soon as Lin Xiaobao heard this, he understood that she was the boss's wife here, but he really couldn't see it. This beautiful woman was only about 27 or 28 years old, and she actually became the boss's wife?

Then his eyes turned and said, "If I can bring your store back to life, will you still turn around?"

The beautiful woman put down her mobile phone, looked at Lin Xiaobao carefully, and then laughed and said, "Stop it. It seems that you are only 20 years old. Children, if you really want to work, there is a job on the opposite side. Where can you try it!"

Lin Xiaobao took a look at the KFC sign opposite, shook his head and said, "I cook Chinese food, but I can't cook Western food!"

"Uh..." The beautiful woman stared at Lin Xiaobao as if she had seen an alien. This was the first time she heard someone call KFC Western food. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Then what kind of Chinese food will you make?"

Originally, middle-aged women were joking, but Lin Xiaobao said solemnly, "I mainly focus on medicinal diet, and I can cook dishes for various diseases. I can also make a full banquet, steamed lamb, steamed elbows... I will sit all the time!"

Lin Xiaobao reported the name of the dish in one go. The beautiful woman looked at him stunned. After a long time, she came to her senses and asked, "Are you... talking about crosstalk?"

Lin Xiaobao was not discouraged and asked, "Why don't you try to make two dishes? As long as you recruit me, as soon as you get a dozen advertisements and sell medicinal dishes, I promise that there will be an endless stream of people who come to eat every day!"

"Really?" The beautiful woman was a little moved. She put down her mobile phone and asked curiously, "Where do you get your self-confidence?"

Lin Xiaobao pointed to the affiliated hospital diagonally opposite and said, "There are so many people seeing patients in hospitals every day. In this era, everyone thinks about their own health. As long as the advertisement is good, there is no business that can't be done!"

"You can speak well!" The beautiful woman giggled, "I really doubt if you are a chef. You won't be a lecturer, will you?"

"No, I'm just putting forward my ideas realistically!"

"Then you can cook a specialty dish in the back kitchen. If you are qualified, I can consider it!"

The beautiful woman turned her eyebrows and pointed to the kitchen. Several waiters in the restaurant were originally drowsy. When they heard Lin Xiaobao's words, they all pricked up their ears. Now it is even more strange to see that the boss's wife actually agreed with Lin Xiaobao to try the dishes.

The business of this hotel is deserted, and many people have left the kitchen, and the boss's wife has never hired anyone again, but today she actually agreed to stay with Lin Xiaobao. Something is wrong!

Lin Xiaobao walked into the kitchen, and three men in chef's clothes were sitting around playing cards. When they saw Lin Xiaobao coming in, they didn't care, but the chef sitting on the chair drinking tea and reading newspapers stared at Lin Xiaobao for a long time.

After casually looking for a few ingredients, Lin Xiaobao has decided what to cook. Between the knife and the knife, a kitchen knife played well, attracting several card-playing chefs, but the chef still squinted at Lin Xiaobao and remained calm.

As soon as the stove was opened, the oil was poured into the pot, and the small stove beside it simmered with sand, and the cold kitchen suddenly became hot.

Several chefs were puzzled. Obviously, Lin Xiaobao was the only one cooking, but why did he feel that there were dozens of people cooking in the kitchen? One of the old employees's eyes turned red. He seemed to see the once hot restaurant. He was almost busy every day, but everyone worked very seriously.

The chef finally couldn't sit still. Lin Xiaobao's kung fu or the kung fu made him amazed. This level is even better than him, and this young man looks only in his early 20s, maybe smaller, but he gives him the feeling that he is a master of cooking for decades.

His technique is meticulous, neither simple nor protractive, and even some programs give people a very simple feeling. The chef has only seen this impression at a very young age. He is an old man known as the heir of court cuisine...

Involuntarily, the chef began to be a little jealous of Lin Xiaobao, but there was indescened admiration. This entangled mood made him confused for a moment.

Lin Xiaobao picked up the dishes stir-fried in the pot with a leaky spoon and soaked them in a basin with cold water. After hearing a hiss, Lin Xiaobao quickly took them out and drained them.

At this time, the simmered simmered on the small stove began to make a slight sound. Lin Xiaobao lifted the sardines, poured the drained dishes into the sardines, and covered the lids to continue cooking.

A whole hour has passed, and the waiters outside have come in to look at it several times, but they still haven't seen Lin Xiaobao take out the dishes, and even the three chefs are a little anxious.

Only the chef secretly pinched his sweat. This is the lost golden bell tripod!

It is said that it takes seventy-49 hours to serve this dish, and it must be simmered on low heat. Once it is over fire, it will lose its original taste.

The chef saw and ate this dish when he was a child. At that time, he didn't feel anything, because the production of the dish omitted a lot of procedures and simplified the steps. As a result, the golden bell tripod did not achieve perfect results.

Today, I saw this little guy cooking, and every step before was rigorous and serious. Although the chef could not see whether there were few steps, he knew that the last 49 hours had to wait, otherwise the golden bell tripod would be ruined.

But today's tasting, this boy is extremely dangerous to do this. Does he really have to let the boss wait for 49 hours?

There are rules in the workplace, not a cooking competition or a food reward.

The chef couldn't help but have any hope for Lin Xiaobao. At the same time, a sense of threat quietly faded in his heart and thought to himself, "Well, this boy is still a little tender!"

Just as the chef shook his head and despised it, Lin Xiaobao actually brought down the sand pot, took a tray and went out. The three chefs were relieved and followed Lin Xiaobao out.

The chef sneered. It seemed that the boy was an amateur and walked out leisurely.