The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1937 Art is better than being a professional

  Kong Jingqiao herself didn't care much about the things that everyone around her had already secretly thought about. Even Xu Hongfeng had mysteriously hidden something in the sentry box. The sentry, who was already nervous and on edge, had PTSD on the spot, scratching his head and trying to see what was inside.

What is this?

  Dangerous goods?

It will explode, right?

  What if it explodes?

Do you want to take a look to confirm?

It's okay to just take a sneak peek, right?

"Report! The target has returned, nothing unusual. Yes, there is a basket in the car, and the basket is full of vegetables, only vegetables!"

"Got it, keep watching, accurate to the second!"

"Roger that!"

In front of the villa, Kong Jingqiao got out of the car: "They came out to move things, where are the people? Where did they go?"

Facing the dark villa, Chef Kong glanced at the brightly lit window in confusion. He pushed open the door, but there was darkness in front of him. There seemed to be a few pairs of blazing eyes in the darkness.

"boom!"

"Aunt Kong, happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!"

"Wuhu~"

"boom!"

Cheers, screams, applause, flowers, streamers, light signs, six-layer cake towers, all these noisy things have nothing to do with Lao Wang who was smeared in the face by the frying pan. Lao Wang trembled and held up the gift: "Happy birthday, Mom."

"Ah, hey, Xiao Zhong, are you okay?"

"Mom, the way you move the pan is so amazing, I'll have to learn from you for the rest of my life!"

"Old woman, where did you get that pot from?"

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3/7 base, Xiong'er Hotel, kitchen.

The old bear, who had a bald head, big long ears, and was as plump and cheerful as Maitreya Buddha, was neither plump nor cheerful today. The tea he drank in the morning turned into sweat, which covered his back, head and face. He was so anxious that he lost 8 kilograms on the spot. He was spinning around in the kitchen with 70 kilograms on one foot and 80 kilograms on the other, like an oversized Hot Wheels.

"Not yet? It's already so late and the banquet is about to start, and you're telling me the food hasn't arrived? Are you really my son? You're my father! Do you want to get into the pot yourself or send me into the pot?"

"Fu Er, where are my eldest brother, second brother, third brother, and sixth brother? Urge them, hurry them again!"

"What does the front office say? The front office can always give me some good news, right?"

"Brother, calm down, brother!" The fifth brother said this, and he was sweating profusely. "Master hasn't arrived yet. He said it's a little late. We still have time. How about changing the dish?"

Old Bear took a deep breath and said, "Don't mention changing dishes! I'm too old to listen to such bloody words! Each of you should serve a specialty dish. My three best dishes must all be served today. If Master calls on us at the last minute, none of us will survive!"

"Brother, you should get used to it first. Chef Kong hasn't admitted that I am your master yet. Don't make trouble and make her angry at this time!"

"Oh yes, yes, look at my brain"

"Junior brother! I'm here! Is the master really coming to check the homework? What's going on?"

“Well, here comes another one who is even more reckless!” Lao Wu closed his eyes in pain, but he was too angry to say anything, so he could only remind him repeatedly, “No, no, no, Master is here as soon as he speaks, don’t shout, don’t shout!”

"Fourth brother, what's the matter? Just say that Master loves you the most. He changed his job and became a chef, but he still pays attention to you!" "Big brother, why did I hear that today is Master's birthday? Yes, I'm familiar with Team Xu. They said that Master secretly celebrated her birthday at home!"

"What?" The old bear's head buzzed as if struck by lightning. His thick lips trembled, making his face look even more greasy, but the blood color on his face faded away layer by layer. "I'm done. I can't bring a few dishes to celebrate Master's birthday, and my cooking skills are..."

There was wailing in the kitchen.

Hundreds of apprentices, half-apprentices and sous chefs, all dressed in different clothes, were being driven around like sheep by at least a dozen different voices. It was a hellish, blazing scene, or rather, tragic.

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"Let me talk about you. What are you preparing for? We old ladies don't know how to have fun. Why do we need you to arrange meals?" Kong Jingqiao looked a little angry. "Well, the call has been made. I have an apprentice who opened a shop here. I'll take you to try it. He's a useless little bastard. He's wild and can't be kept. He only learned for three years and then ran away to run the kitchen."

It can be seen that although Kong Jingqiao denied it, she still cared about this disciple in her heart. There was a hint of hatred for him in her words. Rao Qifang casually added a few words about knives, but was immediately retorted by Kong Jingqiao: "How dare you say that? That set of ox horn bone jade knives is obviously the work of Xiao Cang. Your hands are so shaky that you can't even hold a chess piece steadily. How can you forge knives and carve?"

A few hours later, the group who had been partying all night in the manner of "old people" arrived at the Xiong'er Restaurant. Twelve chefs, both men and women, wearing tall hats, stood on both sides, each bowing lower than the other, with their voices rising and falling in uneven rhythms: "Chef. Kong. Chef Kong!"

Visible tension.

Hundreds of apprentices didn't even have a chance to show up. They were all locked in the kitchen. Only the restaurant manager and six numb cheongsam ladies stood behind the chefs and bowed. They were so nervous. You know, they usually bow sideways, which is elegant and decent.

  Sweat. I am sweating profusely.

Wasn't it said that only Chef Kong came to check the homework? Why are Instructor Rao, Captain Jin, Teacher Cang, Li Lace, Master Wang, Tai Xiaoyi and the whole family here?

Let’s talk about the diners.

Kong Jingqiao's temper would not allow her to chase guests away, so the Xiong'er Restaurant was open for business as usual today. When the diners in groups of three or four saw this scene, not to mention the chefs and waiters, even they were sweating for each other and dared not breathe!

Kong Jingqiao's eyes flashed with anger: "Why do you have to do all this? Don't the guests want to eat? What kind of talk is this? And the rest of you, has your company allowed you to take leave? Why don't you all come out and not work?"

  Pills. Spicy Pills

He was crawling all over the place, even rolling and crawling, and even lost his hat. The waiter was asked to pick it up and rush to the kitchen after him.

So, only the old bear weighing about 200 pounds was left standing alone in front of Kong Jingqiao.

Yes.

The old bear no longer had anyone else in his eyes at this moment.

"Master, Chef Kong, welcome to Xiong'er Hotel. Thank you for your hard work. Ah, I'll take you to make dumplings."

"The restaurant is not big, but there are quite a few tables! How many experienced people are there in the kitchen? How many can you take care of? Can you keep up with the serving of dishes? Quality! Quality! Quality! How can you guarantee the quality like this?"

"Yes, yes. Actually, we have been preparing to close the store for renovation for a while. We only require appointments. Okay. We will definitely close it later."

Kong Jingqiao sighed: "The store environment is acceptable. At least I didn't follow the boss' example and use incense in the store. It's right to put more plants in it."

“I’m so ashamed of you.”

A group of people followed the master and his apprentice, looking around. Rao Qifang snorted, "What a powerful old woman!"

Jin Yujing just smiled, Tai Xiaoyi also smiled but said nothing, while Qin Zhenzhen was trembling: "I don't want to eat anymore, I want to go home"

When everyone was seated and Lao Xiong began to read the carefully prepared menu, Kong Jingqiao frowned again: "Why are there so many greasy things? Is this something you can eat so early in the morning? Change it. Change the elbow to braised elbow, one stir-fried and one soup."

Kong Jingqiao paused for a moment, and Old Bear's heart jumped into his throat. But Master held his forehead with his hand and said in a surprisingly gentle tone, "Hey, look at me. I forgot everything when I got here. This is Little Bear. Tell him what you want to eat!"

The 200-pound Xiong Lishi looked at the crowd pitifully, with tears in his eyes, almost crying out loud: "Everyone, please feel free to order. We brothers have all kinds of cuisines!"

Blind boxes are the scariest things in the world.

When the chef orders dishes, at least he can guess the style based on his daily test points and behavior. After letting this group of laymen open the boxes from all over the world, Lao Xiong feels that he is not far from becoming a real box winner.