Naruto: Big Foodie

Wang Xiaoming's mood is much better, in fact, he doesn't think it's a pity that Master Fang doesn't come, but there is not enough manpower for the time being, and he hasn't had time to recruit enough people: "I recruit so many people, I just want to free you, if anything Pointing at you, you can't stand it even if you are an iron man."

Yang Ming said: "Isn't there another two? Ayang learns fast. I will take him for a while, and he will be able to take care of himself. Then I will ask him to lead his apprentices."

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "I haven't brought an apprentice yet, but he started taking apprentices, which makes me, a senior brother, so shameless."

"You can bring it too," Yang Ming said.

"Okay, I'll go back and accept my apprentice."

"Come back early after shopping," Yang Ming said.

After Wang Xiaoming made the call, he felt a lot better. With Yang Ming here, what are you afraid of? You can do it together yourself.

The next day, Master Fang himself came over, just like no one else. When he arrived, everyone was already there, some were having breakfast, and some had started to work. Wang Xiaoming said to him: "Master Fang, you will start selling morning tea tomorrow. Your work time starts at five in the morning. It's hard work."

"Oh." Master Fang has been making morning tea for many years and is naturally familiar with working hours. He didn't say much. He took a basket of quicksand from the stove and took a bite. Then he was stunned. After chewing a few times, he ate the remaining half, swallowed it, and asked, "Who made this?"

Zhang Yiwei said, "My master."

"Who is your master?" Master Fang still doesn't know much about the relationships in the kitchen.

Zhang Yiwei said, "Master Yang Ming."

Master Fang scooped up another bowl of fish fillet porridge, which was so delicious that his tongue almost melted: "Is this also made by Master Yang Ming?"

"No, this is what the boss Xiaoming did."

Master Fang drank the porridge silently, and took a peek at Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoming who were busy. Although there were assistants in the kitchen, they also did a lot of the preparatory work themselves. They were really conscientious bosses and chefs. The other people in the kitchen, whether they were masters or small workers, all showed respect to Yang Ming and showed a sense of intimacy to Wang Xiaoming. Master Fang looked at this scene, no wonder Haibawang is so popular, not without reason.

The next day was Saturday. Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming got up very early. They got up before five o'clock. They dug up Wang Bing, who was sleeping, put on his clothes, wrapped the towel, and took him to the store to let him continue. sleep.

On the first day of the morning tea, the two bosses had to play in person. When they arrived, Zhao Xiaoyang had already arrived. This kid was very excited. He didn’t expect that his wish would come true so soon, and he could become a professional morning tea master in the future. . Yang Ming saw him: "Do well, I will let you be in charge of the breakfast department in the future."

Zhao Xiaoyang was so surprised that he could not close his mouth: "Really, Master?" He thought that he was too young, and this kind of thing would never be his turn. However, Yang Ming felt that using others was not as good as his cronies. In terms of technology, Zhao Xiaoyang might not be worse than others in the future.

Yang Ming only said one sentence: "Come on! Work hard."

It was not yet bright, the kitchen was brightly lit, and the chefs were busy in the kitchen, preparing for the first day of opening. At seven o'clock, the waiter was also in place, everything was ready, just waiting for the guests.

Weibo was posted a few days ago, and the old customers who got the news in advance also came to support the old and the young. He told me a long time ago that he would be the first guest on the opening day, and try his refreshments. If it is delicious, he will stay here in the future. Call me up early in the morning to accompany him."

"No. My wife heard that his family was selling morning tea. She kicked me out of bed early in the morning and asked me to buy shrimp dumplings because she was afraid that she would be gone if she arrived late." Another guest also yawned.

Shrimp dumplings wrapped in red makeup appeared on the stage, as did the laughing barbecued pork buns, and the quicksand buns with rich wheat fragrance were also served on the table... For a time, everyone was immersed in the sense of smell and taste buds were awakened and immediately reached high | In the bliss of the tide, it is simply too delicious. To borrow a slogan, life is like this!

Knowing that Liu Hao was resting today, Wang Xiaoming had already instructed him to accompany Liu's father and mother to have morning tea, which was naturally free of charge. Liu Hao was originally invited by Wang Xiaoming, let alone invited, so he got up early in the morning and accompanied his parents Shanghai Bawang to have morning tea.

The seats in the restaurant were already full, so the waiter had to arrange a large table for them. Tie Guanyin brought it up first, and Liu Hao poured tea for his parents, when he suddenly heard someone say, "Uncle and aunt, Officer Liu, what a coincidence, are you here for morning tea too?"

When Liu Hao heard the voice, his hand shook, and the tea was poured on the table. He heard his mother say, "Isn't this Xiao Zhong, you also come to drink tea with your parents?"

Zhong Yanhong said with a smile: "Yes, uncle and aunt, there is no place left, shall we fight for a table?"

Before Liu Hao could answer, he heard his mother say, "Okay, it's lively when there are many people."

This is the first time Liu Hao has seen Zhong Yanhong's parents. The old man has white hair, deep nasolabial lines on the corners of his mouth, and a serious face. The old lady's hair is meticulously combed, with a kind face and a pleasant face. She looks older than her parents. longer. Liu Hao felt that Zhong Yanhong didn't look like his father or mother no matter how he looked at it, and that he somehow gave birth to such a freak.

Liu's mother is a very enthusiastic person, and she took the initiative to chat with Zhong Yanhong's mother, and the two old ladies quickly became enthusiastic. The men were more reserved, and the two old men perked up their ears to listen to their husbands chatting.

Zhong Yanhong looked at the two warm-hearted old ladies, in a very good mood: "It's rare to meet each other, I'll treat you today. Order what you want to eat yourself."

Liu Hao rolled his eyes~www.readwn.com~ What a big boss, I didn't want money for dinner today. "No, I'll pay for it myself."

Zhong Yanhong didn't insist either, for fear of making him unhappy by talking too much, so he said, "Then let's order it first."

Liu Hao ignored him: "Dad, it's better to drink Tieguanyin, right?"

Zhong Yanhong said with a smile, "It just so happens that my dad also likes to drink Tieguanyin, so let's have a pot of Tieguanyin together, it's too much waste."

Liu Hao said: "Every point is different. Don't forget that we are just fighting the table."

Mother Liu leaned into her son's ear and whispered, "Ah, we are free. If you can save Xiaoming, you can save a little. One pot is enough." Now I don't care about the money for this pot of tea, the old man's heart is still very good.

Liu Hao glanced at his mother helplessly, and no longer insisted: "Then let's have a pot."

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