Brush Up Your Proficiency

After Wang Hao secretly warned himself in his heart, he leaned wearily on his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if completely emptying himself, not thinking about anything at all.

In reality, however, he was using this special method to recover his severely depleted mental strength.

After resting for a while, he finally felt his mental strength recover to some extent, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

He sighed silently in his heart: the feeling of excessive mental exhaustion is indeed not a good experience, and I should read in moderation in the future.

Fortunately, the upgrade of the reading skill is about to be completed, and in the future, I won't need to read as much as I did today, and the mental consumption will be reduced a lot.

Moreover, my mental strength will definitely increase slowly in the future, and when I do this again, I shouldn't be so embarrassed.

Wang Hao sat up and gently shook his head. At this moment, he noticed that the closing time was approaching, so he hurriedly got up, trotted downstairs, and went straight to the back kitchen.

When the employees saw Wang Hao walking downstairs, their originally worried faces instantly bloomed with bright smiles, like flowers.

"I knew it, how could Third Boss not make us a midnight snack!" one employee said triumphantly to the person next to him.

Another employee echoed, "Yes, it's been so long, we're already used to it. If we don't get to eat it today, the day won't feel perfect!" She nodded with certainty, her eyes following the direction Wang Hao left, with a shrewd gleam in her eyes.

The person next to her couldn't listen anymore and said with disgust, "You still have the nerve to say that? You two were the most worried just now, constantly looking upstairs, and whispering about why Third Boss hadn't come down yet, afraid that Third Boss would only make lunch and not make you a midnight snack."

"Don't tell me you don't want it. If you don't want it, then give me your share. Such a delicious midnight snack, I don't mind having more, and I can't waste it!" The two who were being lectured automatically began to fight back.

"Stop talking so much, it's almost time, hurry up and finish so we can eat the midnight snack!" The employees joked and teased each other.

Just because today's employee meals were all made by Wang Hao, they not only didn't have any complaints about the busy day of work, but instead enjoyed it.

After all, they never get tired of Wang Hao's cooking.

When Wang Hao arrived in the back kitchen at this time, he no longer received the "disgusted" looks from the back kitchen staff, but looked at him as if he were a savior.

Although they took turns resting for a day, their physical strength was also severely depleted, and they now urgently needed Wang Hao's cooking to restore their strength.

Although the food they made themselves didn't have as obvious an effect on restoring physical strength as Wang Hao's, it still had some effect.

The reason why no one volunteered to cook was the same as the employees in the front hall, they were all waiting for Wang Hao's midnight snack.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, it's only been three hours, and their attitudes have changed. I have to say that fate is playing tricks on people.

"Haozi, why are you only here now? We've been waiting for your cooking. Hurry up and start, we'll all be your helpers," Li Qiang said quickly when he saw Wang Hao come over. At this time, he wasn't embarrassed at all about what he had said three hours ago, and said enthusiastically.

Wang Hao looked at Li Qiang with a playful expression, thinking about teasing him, but then he thought about it and decided against it. After all, everyone's original intention was for his own good, and they had all worked hard for a day, so it was right to eat a meal quickly.

Walking to his stove, Wang Hao skillfully started to cook.

Wang Hao skillfully put the ingredients into the pot, stir-frying them, releasing bursts of aroma. Li Qiang and the others stood around, watching him expectantly.

Everyone watched Wang Hao appear in the familiar position, doing the familiar movements, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: Third Boss standing there is the original recipe!

Although their cooking skills and efficiency are slowly improving, when facing Wang Hao, who is like a towering mountain, they can only look up to him.

After all, Wang Hao's strength is there. If anyone outside is not convinced, they are welcome to challenge him. They are also happy to see the other party's wonderful ending.

In the cooking industry, it has to be said that good skills can be rampant. No matter what power or capital you are, you have to abide by this rule, which is why good chefs are so popular.

"Wow, it smells so good! This is the taste, it's so authentic!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, smelling this smell makes me feel like today is complete," another person echoed.

Li Qiang and the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva, watching Wang Hao make the midnight snack quietly.

At the current time, "Food is Heaven" has stopped receiving customers, so the back kitchen staff also began to relax. They all gathered around Wang Hao's position, carefully watching and comparing their own cooking techniques to see if there was any room for further improvement.

In the front hall, under the reception staff's skilled "refusal of customers" business, those customers who couldn't eat "Food is Heaven"'s food were also forced to leave "satisfied." At this time, there were still some guests eating in the entire front hall, and they would probably leave soon.

At this time, Cheng Yufei and Li Nan asked Chang Lei about today's turnover and found that it was slightly lower compared to the past.

Chang Lei was about to explain the reasons behind it to the two of them, after all, Wang Hao's lack of action did have a certain impact on the customer flow.

However, the two women only understood the turnover and didn't mean to ask further, as if they didn't care at all why the performance declined. They went straight downstairs and sat down obediently in their seats, waiting for tonight's midnight snack.

"Why is this store manager more concerned about the turnover than the boss? It feels like the three bosses don't care much," Chang Lei shook his head in frustration.

"But that's right, even if it's worse, it's much better than the earliest expectations. As long as the current state can be maintained, when the comparative customer flow returns, there will definitely be a big explosion in the future." Chang Lei, who was well-versed in the restaurant's management philosophy, also admired the three people's laissez-faire approach in his heart.