Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 82 GOOD
The wolf-dog brothers were all opening their clothes and holding their hands, looking fierce.

This was his confidence and the basis for the two bosses in front of him to seek cooperation with him.

"Row!"

Feng Weizhi stretched out his hand and laughed, taking out two shares, which would give him an absolute advantage in the North District. He could still handle this aspect clearly.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

Wolf Dog and Gou Weidong also stretched out their hands, and the three of them held their hands together, and then laughed at each other.

The next day, the day after the grand opening of the restaurant, the popularity and popularity today are even better than yesterday.

On the one hand, it is the word-of-mouth effect. There are not many things for people to gossip about these days.Nantian Catering has reopened. Membership cards and delicious food have naturally become the focus of everyone's communication.Especially those who spent money yesterday have to show off in front of their neighbors and friends.

The second aspect is that the child care and waiters work harder. After all, they received a red envelope from Chen Huajiang yesterday, and they are very motivated.

Some of the exaggerated performances of some stooges even went beyond the scope of the script, and they even made it appear that after eating fried chicken legs, they felt stronger physically and fuller of energy.

It was Chen Huajiang who stopped their independent play, otherwise there might be a "cure-all" farce.

You must know that these days there are only a handful of people selling Dali pills and dog-skin plasters.

But in the afternoon, there was still a storm.

"White Devil!"

"It's a white devil, he looks like a white ape."

"Is this the White Devil? How come even the hair on his head is white? Doesn't it mean that the White Devil is blond?"

There was a long queue of customers outside the restaurant, and there was a sudden excitement.

Because an old white man came from the Nantian Hotel and was watched happily by everyone.

Nanming City is not a coastal city. Even if it is a coastal city, the foreigners you can see these days are extremely "rare".

The rate of sighting is really no less than that of giant pandas in the zoo.

This man is the old man from last time, named Smith.He looked indifferent. He had long been used to being stared at and watched like a rare animal when he came to China.

He was in the hotel earlier when he suddenly saw a customer eating fried chicken legs. The smell was similar to what he had eaten at KFC in China, which aroused his greed.

It was still the same store as last time, but it was completely new to him. Not only was the decoration more fashionable, but it also had more of his favorite recipes, such as fried chicken legs and French fries.

As the queue continued, Old Smith soon entered the store.

"It's that white devil again, Trough, he must be here to cause trouble again!"

"Boss Chen, don't interfere today. If he dares to slander my craftsmanship again, I will smash his head."

I don’t know if it was because they were enemies, but Chef Wang was working in the back kitchen. When Smith came in, he happened to go out and take a look, and he recognized him immediately.

Chen Huajiang was a little depressed, Chef Wang's temper was too explosive.

But after all, he was the chef in his own shop. Chen Huajiang could only smile and nodded.

Otherwise, he was afraid that Chef Wang would simply give up the peach after a confrontation.

Smith ordered two portions of fried chicken legs and one portion of French fries, which Chef Wang successfully completed.

"Wait a moment."

But when Wang Cuihua was asked to serve the food, Chen Huajiang stopped them.

"Zhao Xuebing, do it again and stir-fry him with red sauce. There should be more sauce and it should be thicker."

Chen Huajiang told the apprentice Zhao Xuebing on the side that the red sauce was naturally the tomato sauce he mixed with a large amount of fructose.

As for why tomato sauce is not mentioned, it was also brought up by four chefs.

In Nanming City, even when he traveled through time, most people here still called tomatoes tomatoes.

Ketchup is also called tomato sauce, which is very difficult to pronounce, so in the end we just called it red sauce.

"Boss Chen, you are cheating people. But you are cheating white devils, so I won't say anything."

Chef Wang has always been very disdainful and slanderous to the red sauce made by Chen Huajiang. The sweet and deadly taste is the greatest insult to the chef's cooking skills.

However, he also praised the dipping sauce made by Chen Huajiang. It tastes slightly sweet and delicious, especially when eaten with French fries.

Especially these two days, many guests, especially children, like it very much.

Chen Huajiang smiled and did not explain. The syrup was invented by the bald eagle. In order to reduce the cost of white sugar, capitalists replaced white sugar with corn fructose.

Since then, it has been popular in the bald eagle country. It was also after the advent of syrup that the obesity rate of bald eagles increased rapidly.

So much so that one of the two people turned out to be fat, and he was the kind of fat man whose body trembled with fat when he walked.

With a look of disgust, Zhao Xuebing licked the fried chicken legs with red sauce, then repackaged them on a plate and handed them to Wang Cuihua.

Wang Cuihua dragged the tray out. Now the four chefs in the back kitchen were also looking forward to it. They were no longer in the mood to cook. They all ran to the door and poked their heads to look outside.

"Chef Wang, I'm sure that this white devil will vomit after taking one bite. Last time I got some and tasted it, and he almost spit it out. It was so shocking."

"No, I was very excited about it at that time. I don't know what the boss was thinking about coming up with such a thing."

"Fortunately, it's not for normal customers, otherwise I would quit immediately. This would simply ruin my craftsmanship and reputation. In the future, when others say that it was me, Chef Wang, who made that damn thing, what's wrong with my old face?" put?"

Several chefs were talking among themselves, waiting for the scene where the white devil would be killed and then make a fool of himself.

Chef Wang is especially looking forward to it. There was already a conflict last time, so naturally he wants the other party to make a fool of himself and suffer a loss this time.

But soon, something happened that shocked the four of them.

"GOOD, GOOD."

While gnawing on the chicken leg, Smith shook his head with a look of enjoyment.

He also didn't forget to give a thumbs up to the chefs looking at him over there.

"Master, didn't he scold us?"

Zhao Xuebing looked at Chef Wang and asked, his face full of confusion, because the white devil didn't look like he was scolding, but rather like he was praising him.

But praise?How is that possible?

"Idiot, let me read more books. Don't you know even Gudou? In the words of the White Devils, it means delicious."

Chef Wang stretched out his hand and knocked Zhao Xuebing on the head.

"I think he must have been frightened last time. Even if it doesn't taste good this time, he won't dare to be reckless with us."

"Sure enough, imperialism is just a paper tiger. Let's go, this white devil has no talent, so don't bully him."

Chef Wang naturally didn't believe that something so outrageous could be eaten and praised by people. In the end, it could only be attributed to the white devils who did not dare to provoke them.

In this way, under the gaze of customers inside and outside the store, Smith finished two chicken drumsticks and a bag of French fries intoxicated. When he left, he bought two more chicken drumsticks and a bag of French fries to take away.

(End of this chapter)