The little chef in the era made a fortune by raising a baby

Chapter 96 It's Not Picky Eaters, It's Delicious Cooking by No Mother
Zhao An'an felt that the rice made by this restaurant was a bit of a waste, so she added some vegetables, which were cooked, but the taste was mediocre.

Zhao An'an couldn't eat, the two children were used to eating the food she cooked these days, and now they were struggling to swallow the hard rice that was a bit raw.

Chen An'an only took two bites before putting down the bowl. She would rather be hungry than eat.

"Mom, I'm full."

"I'm full too." Chen Pingping also put down the bowls and chopsticks, but there was actually rice in both bowls.

Zhao An'an knew that the two children were used to the food she cooked, and even an adult would find the rice hard, let alone a child's throat is more sensitive.

Li Jiangang and the driver didn't think the rice was hard. When they were in trouble, let alone the rice, they had eaten the bark, so as long as it was food, they could eat it.

"Ping An An, although life is better now than before, children can't be picky eaters. You still have rice in your bowl! I've been on the bus all the way, I should be hungry by now, don't be picky eaters, eat your food quickly use up."

Li Jiangang said earnestly: "Mr. Zhao, you can't spoil the child and let the child learn to waste food at such a young age."

"Grandpa, it's not that we are picky eaters, it's that this rice is not as delicious as my mother's." Chen Anan pouted, "This rice is so hard, I can't swallow it."

Chen Pingping reached out to cover his sister's mouth, but it was too late.

"Grandpa, my sister and I didn't do it on purpose, we didn't want to waste food, we ate it right away."

"Don't eat it." Zhao An'an reached out and took the two children's bowls, "This rice is indeed raw. If you eat it, it will easily spoil your stomach. I will go to the chef and borrow his fire. Mom, let's reprocess it! "

Li Jiangang looked at the driver, "Is it raw?"

The driver nodded, "It's raw, but we're not afraid, we can eat raw."

Li Jiangang said: "..."

Zhao Anan put together the three bowls of rice for himself and his child, and went to the back to find the chef. The chef firmly refused to admit that there was something wrong with his cooking, let alone lend Zhao Anan the kitchen utensils.

"Borrow it if you say it. Who knows if you will do something wrong, and then you will have some problems to blackmail people."

Zhao An'an almost laughed angrily, she put the rice bowl down heavily, "Eat the rice you cooked by yourself, there is less water, it is raw, if I don't reprocess it, it's really true that my child and I will have problems eating it I want to trouble you."

"Where's your boss! I want to see the boss."

Zhao An'an didn't want to cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid of trouble. How could someone who opened the door to do business be so arrogant and unreasonable to customers.

"I'm the boss." The chef puffed out his stomach, "This is how the rice is made. I've been here for seven or eight years, and no one has ever said anything wrong with the rice I made."

"It's just you, a little bitch, who comes to eat jijiwaiwai, don't you just want to renege on your debt and eat for free?"

"Say who wants to renege on his debt and eat free food."

Li Jiangang and the driver also came over with bowls, "The rice in your restaurant is raw, so there is a problem. No wonder your business is so poor. With a boss like you and cooking skills like you, it depends on the slaughter. Come here!"

Li Jiangang spoke with authority, and the boss and chef lowered his posture when he saw that the two men had also appeared.

"That can't be said in the same way. I open the door to do business, and I naturally hope to make money through harmony, but you can't say that there is a problem with my food."

"If there is any problem, you will know if you try it yourself." Li Jiangang snorted coldly, "Who are you looking down on! Who cares about asking you for a meal, and we don't want this free food for us."

"Snob."

The chef's face turned red when Li Jiangang said it. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of rice in the chopstick steamer. After eating, his face turned bad.

Damn, this rice is really raw.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'll change your staple food right away. This rice is indeed raw. Blame me, blame me."

This sudden change of face and apology made Zhao An'an feel more comfortable, but her face was still grim, and her tone was still angry: "We didn't want to trouble you, and we didn't want to give you nothing, but look at what you said Is it a human language?"

"I didn't even ask you to change it, I just said to borrow it from me to process it myself, but you still complained."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, my fault. I didn't actually make the rice this morning. I went out on business this morning. It was made by the waiter. It's my fault that I didn't taste it before."

The boss and chef didn't dare to be arrogant now, and apologized like a grandson, "Go back and eat the dishes first, and I'll get you another cooked rice right away."

Li Jiangang looked at Zhao Anan, "Mr. Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao An'an nodded, "When you're away from home, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Let's just wait a while!"

In fact, what Zhao An'an wanted was an attitude, more things are worse than less things, and she didn't want to delay major events because of these trivial matters.

Fortunately, the owner and chef of this restaurant corrected his mistakes. After he tasted it, he didn't complain anymore. He quickly reprocessed the leftover rice, and served them again after making sure it was cooked.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't know before, please forgive me for offending a few people!"

"It's okay." Zhao Anan said, "Peace and safety, this time the rice is cooked and not hard, let's eat some more!"

"Okay, mother."

"Got it, mother."

The siblings spoke at the same time, Zhao Anan scooped up half a bowl for each of them, and she only ate half a bowl herself, while Li Jiangang and the driver ate a lot.

Five dishes and one soup, Zhao An'an's mother and son didn't eat much, Li Jiangang and the driver were reluctant to waste it, their appetite was really good, and they ate it all in the end.

After eating, Li Jiangang sat for a while and drank a cup of tea before going to pay the bill. Because of the unpleasantness before, the boss took the initiative to wipe off the change, and then apologized.

"I'm sorry! I made you feel wronged today."

"It's okay, if there is a misunderstanding, just clear it up. It's business! It's better to speak nicely, after all, harmony makes money."

Li Jiangang paid the money, Zhao Anan got up with the child, and the three of them walked across the road and went directly to the opposite factory.

Originally, Li Jiangang wanted to go to a big store to have a look, but Zhao Anan suggested going directly to the factory. The store's price is definitely different from the ex-factory price.

Now you don’t need a ticket to buy things, as long as you have money, Zhao An’an wants to go directly to the factory and save the middleman, and save a little bit.

Li Jiangang said that if the Furong Cake Factory becomes bigger and stronger, it will definitely not only need ovens, but it will need more equipment in the future.

It is the most cost-effective to cooperate directly with the factory.

(End of this chapter)