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Chapter 117 I just sent this message, and dozens of bakers came over!
Looking at his father's playful eyes, the fat man couldn't help but feel unhappy, glanced at his face and asked: "Old man, aren't you the judge of the food festival? Why are you here? Are you afraid of others talking?"

"Is there anything wrong with me coming to my son's shop to help? Whoever chews his tongue, I'll cook his tongue!" Boss Zhang said calmly, then grabbed the buns in the bamboo cage and took a bite.

"..." Fatty Zhang was speechless at this moment.

Yes, Dad came to help his son, what's wrong?Who has an opinion, use your tongue to cook and eat, believe it or not? !
Ok?Wait, something seems wrong?

After taking a sip, Boss Zhang nodded: "It's okay, but it's not as good as your mother's. Of course, it's 2 years too early to make a taste comparable to your mother's!"

Hey Hey hey!Is it necessary to hurt my son so much! ?

Fatty Zhang was so angry that he wanted to lift the table, but he thought that his hands could not use any strength at all, so he had to fight back with his eyes.

At this time, Li Taotian and President Lei who were standing next to Boss Zhang also took a bun and ate it. After eating, the two nodded. Although they were not full of praise, they still admitted their nephew's current level. .

Looking at the four pots on the stove, Boss Zhang said in surprise:
"You are also bold enough to dare to use the skills of a senior chef at this time. Fortunately, it succeeded, otherwise I would have a headache how to help eliminate your psychological shadow."

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the two buddies behind: "Are you two still eating there? You are both big bosses, and you still care about this? Hurry up and change your clothes!"

Fatty Zhang asked in disbelief: "Old man, are you really here to help? Are you the referee?"

He knew that his father was addicted to laziness, nicknamed Fu Jian Yibo in the gourmet world, such a lazy father would come to help him?There is nothing so terrifying!

"Don't worry, we were just judges and judges yesterday, and today we are just ordinary cooks."

As Boss Zhang said, he glanced at his son Zhang Maomao and Zhang Lin at the same time. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "That little sister, are you Zhang Maomao's classmate? Seeing that you have experience in cooking, come and help me." A few of us old guys fight with each other."

"Okay." Zhang Lin nodded, and then ran to the back to prepare the ingredients and wash the vegetables at the faucet.

"The little girl is quite juicy, she has good eyesight, but unfortunately she is still a little worse than your mother." Boss Zhang teased.

No matter how good my vision is, people don't like me.

Fatty Zhang blushed and thought.

Boss Zhang naturally didn't understand what his son was thinking. He raised his head and looked at Yuxin who was standing outside: "Well... your name is Wang Yuxin, right? I kind of forget you."

"Ah, yes!" Wang Yuxin was taken aback.The last time she saw Boss Zhang was a month ago. He had to face so many people every day, so it was normal for her to have a vague impression.

"Help me get the menu from the store. I'm going to take a photo with my phone later." Boss Zhang said.

"Oh, right away!" Wang Yuxin responded.

As soon as Wang Yuxin left, Wei Tong hurried over with the order that the customer had just placed, and shouted, "Fatty, the few customers who just came ordered a dozen orders in total, hurry up... huh?"

"Zhang...Uncle Zhang, when did you come in?" Wei Tong asked in surprise.Didn't he hear Gu Yifan say that such a big boss came to help?No, several people... Wei Tong trembled.

"I just came in a few minutes ago, show me the list? Go ahead and do it. - A dozen copies? You won't be afraid to eat so much." Boss Zhang twitched, and then glanced at the order on the wall.

He frowned: "Just so few guests force you to use five pots, isn't it fake?"

Hearing his old man's words, Fatty Zhang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood from his stomach.

Fatty Zhang raised his arm in dissatisfaction: "Your son's hands are too tired to move, and you said less?!"

"That's because you're useless." Boss Zhang said flatly.

Fatty Zhang was so angry that he passed out.

"Boss Zhang, here." Wang Yuxin handed the menu to Boss Zhang, and he said, "This is the menu made by Fatty."

"Well, barely qualified." Flipping through the menu, Boss Zhang took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the menu, then opened WeChat and sent the photo to an old regular customer in the God of Cooking shop.

Before the menu was uploaded for a minute, the other party called in a hurry.

"Boss Zhang, what are you doing? This doesn't seem to be the menu in our store, does it? And it's all tofu dishes. Are you running around the food street? Then you're not very authentic. We customers passed by at noon. Seeing that it was another leave note, I felt disappointed, but you are good, and ran to have a big meal, tsk tsk tsk."

The other party was chattering and venting their dissatisfaction, just like a living Tang monk.

"Tang Hao, have you finished reading the scriptures, Tang Seng? This is my son's shop!" Boss Zhang roared.

"You give me a squeak in the group and tell them that anyone who wants to eat at noon can come here. I will cook by myself, and the address is already written under the menu. Also, if you don't notify in place, you will come here tomorrow You don’t need to eat in my shop, go outside and drink the northwest wind!”

"Fuck!"

As soon as he heard that there was food to eat, the other party jumped up, and hurriedly turned on the computer and started typing among the various customer groups.

He clamped the phone with his shoulder: "Boss Zhang, you should have said it earlier! Don't worry, I will pass this news and keep dozens of vans... Bah, dozens of vans rush over!"

God of Kitchen is famous throughout G City, and these old customers have helped him a lot. From the legal staff to the propaganda department, they have all been collected for him one by one, and the remuneration is only a meal. Don't be too relaxed, is it beautiful?

After hanging up the phone, he took care of the people from the Propaganda Department. Boss Zhang sent text messages to the college students who worked part-time as waiters in the store. Since his shop was open and closed from time to time, and the opening hours were not fixed, all of them were college students who worked part-time. , to "save" overhead.

Boss Zhang: The food street is opposite to Daju City. The working hours are from noon to 9 pm. The wages of those who come here are three times the usual!
Seeing this news, the college students who were lying on the bed reading novels and watching movies jumped out of bed in an instant, as if they were on a stimulant, and hurriedly changed into their clothes.

Three times the salary, three times the salary!That is 600 yuan!The other party thought excitedly in his heart.

They are all working-study college students, and every 100 yuan is extremely precious to them, let alone 600 yuan!After changing clothes, I took a taxi and rushed over there.

Boss Zhang knew that his son's classmates would not be able to cope with those hungry wolves, so he called his staff to ensure that he could entertain every guest.

After finishing all this, Boss Zhang kicked Fatty Zhang up and said, "Have you rested your hands? Get up and cook for me!"

　The title is typo, embarrassing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)