Beautiful Rural Cook Girl

Meijing saw LAN Yazhi's astonished eyes, and her nose became sour, but she could not help it. She said with a smile, "boss, I'm back to work. You don't have the plan to fire me? I'm a little ugly now, and I'm looking forward to you giving me a job! "

Although haizhilan is a five-star hotel, but the boss is good and she is a family member. So now haizhilan has degenerated into a B & B, she is still willing to come back. For one thing, as she said, her present appearance will certainly not be accepted by other chefs; on the other hand, she really can't give up this hotel. Haizhilan was destroyed by her and has to be rebuilt by her!

LAN Yazhi wiped her tears and snorted, "do you think I come here if you want? Meijing, you really look up to yourself. If you want to go back to haizhilan's kitchen again, let me see if you are frightened by the gas and if you have been lying for too long with unfamiliar craftsmanship. I do quality here. "

Mei Jing raised the lunch box in her hand. "I knew you would do this. Well, I made it specially at home. Maybe the induction cooker doesn't control the fire very well. The boss's wife is very kind."

"Come in!" LAN Yazhi smiles, puts the broom and walks in, and doesn't sweep the floor.

After entering the hotel, Mei Jing found that Hai Zhilan was badly hurt by herself. Now there are only four tables left in the original five-star hotel, which is particularly desolate under the wind of the sea. She took a breath and pressed the sour in her heart. She took out the "cold mixed three silk" and fragrant rice porridge and put them in front of LAN Yazhi.

LAN Yazhi thinks that Meijing's skills have improved a lot after sleeping. Although she can't smell good or bad, she looks very good. She raises her chopsticks, adds some three silk into her mouth, chews and drinks a spoonful of porridge. Watch it www.twotxt.com

The porridge is glutinous and fragrant, and the three shreds do not lose the sweetness of vegetables. Although it has not been fried, the taste has entered into the three shreds. Ordinary cold dishes can be made like this, which is very delicious.

Lanyazhi is not only a manager of a hotel, but also a food critic. She has her own column in a fatal food magazine and portal website. Taste has been cultivated for decades, and it is also a famous trickery in the circle. If it was not for sea blue, but the industry of her dead husband, lanyazhi would have made some achievements even if she was a food critic.

"You put Chinese medicine in this porridge?" LAN Yazhi suddenly asked.

Mei Jing nodded with a smile, "put some wolfberry powder, so there are some small red spots on the top, that is powder, not much, just add a little taste, how about? Landlady, my craft has not regressed. Can I go back to the restaurant? "

LAN Yazhi looked at Meijing and nodded slowly, "but I have a word in advance. I won't care about what happened in the hotel before. But now there's only one frame left in the sea blue. If you want to make it, you should make it. Don't cause gas leakage and explosion again. It's OK for a dead thing in a hotel, but human life is the most important thing. You almost died for Cui Junxiu. Do you know? "

For Meijing's cooking, lanyazhi has no problem at all, but she still needs to warn her about this problem. The external things are not important, but Meijing's body is important. She doesn't want her cherished cooking genius to be destroyed by a can of gas.