Siheyuan: Breaking Jia Dongxu's Legs at the Beginning

When the cooks heard Liu Yishao say this, they picked up their chopsticks and took a bite of his egg fried rice.

"God, it's so delicious."

"This egg fried rice actually tastes like braised pork. Brother Liu is too good."

"I don't think the newcomer needs to be done. The match has already been decided."

Liu Yishao brought the egg fried rice to Yang Jianguo, "Comrade, can you try it too?"

Yang talked about it and took a look, this egg fried rice is okay, I can give it a point.

However, it is far from the uniformity of five grains of rice and a piece of egg drop.

Yang Jianguo dug out another mouthful with a spoon, put it in his mouth and tasted it, the taste was not bad.

It just has a weird smell.

"Hey, how's it going? Do you want to compare?"

Yang Jianguo said slightly, "You can make fried rice with eggs."

"However, the distribution of rice grains and egg flowers is not uniform enough. Some of the rice has more than a dozen grains of rice with a piece of egg, and some only have two or three grains of rice, but also with a piece of egg."

"Also, this is egg fried rice. Your egg fried rice actually has a smell of braised pork, which greatly spoils the original flavor of egg fried rice.

Fatty Liu's face darkened, "Hehe, I admit what you said. The five grains of rice you said wrapped in an egg is a myth and legend, and no one can really do it."

"If someone can really do that, I'll eat this spoon with a spoonful."

"Also, my egg fried rice tastes like braised pork. That's my specialty. What's so good about just eating egg fried rice."

"Okay, it's your turn to do it, don't just talk and practice."

Yang Jianguo smiled and came to the chopping board. Everyone saw a flash of knife light, and the side dishes were cut.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jianguo beat the eggs into a bowl and smashed them with chopsticks.

I started to boil the oil, and the whole action was smooth and neat.

The cooks watching around were all shocked.

"I didn't expect this newcomer to have two strokes."

"Just looking at that swordsman, he is above Brother Liu. Now, looking at the way he is fried, it seems that his skills are not low."

"I just don't know what happened to the rice that came out of the pot at the end. In our business, we still focus on the final result."

"Come on, little brother, I'm optimistic about you."

When Yang Jianguo fried rice, it was not as fragrant as when Liu Yishao was fried.

But there is a kind of rice peculiar, that kind of faint rice fragrance, which makes people feel as if they are returning to the harvested farmland.

107. I only serve Yang Jianguo in cooking!

Three minutes later, Yang Jianguo's egg fried rice also came out of the pot.

Unlike Liu Yispoon's egg fried rice, Yang Jianguo's egg fried rice does not have that exaggerated bursting aroma, but a very natural fragrance.

And, the most amazing thing is that five grains of rice are stained with a piece of egg, one is not much, one is not much, the egg yolk and white are separated, a plate of egg fried rice is distinct in color, and the rice is full.

"Come on, let's try it." Yang Jianguo also greeted everyone to taste his egg fried rice.

Liu Yishao took a sip with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

Immediately, Liu Yishao's expression changed immediately, and there was an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face.

"This is so delicious."

Everyone was very curious when they saw Fatty Liu like this.

Everyone picked up their spoons and chopsticks and started tasting Yang Jianguo's egg fried rice.

When the egg fried rice entered the mouth, everyone felt that the soul seemed to be sublimated.

This egg fried rice is very extreme. The pure taste is the kind of rice fragrance in the rice field after the rice is cooked, which makes people's hearts stop to the essence.

After everyone finished eating, the pretty girl even shed tears.

"Cuihua, why are you crying?" Liu Yishao asked curiously.

"This smell reminds me of when my mother worked for the landlord's house when I was a child."

"Every night, my mother brings back a small handful of rice and cooks porridge for us to eat. That's what it tastes like."

For Cuihua's feelings, everyone resonated very much.

This egg fried rice has brought back memories of everyone's childhood.

Fatty Liu also had to accept that Yang Jianguo's egg fried rice can make people cry after eating it.

He asked himself that he still couldn't do it.

"Aiya, little brother, it's me, Liu Yispoon, who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai."

"I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good. In the future, you will have the final say in the kitchen."

Yang Jianguo smiled slightly. As the head chef, he had the final say in the kitchen.

However, now that he has not announced his identity, he uses his own strength to make these mighty cooks willing to obey.

The other cooks saw that Liu Tieshao was actually convinced by Yang Jianguo, and even more envious of Yang Jianguo.

To be honest, Liu Tieshao's egg fried rice is also very good, and the egg fried rice can even make the taste of braised pork.

But if others like the taste of braised pork, why not just go for it?

No one cooks egg fried rice just because they want to eat braised pork.

Therefore, Liu Yishao's seemingly high-end operation is actually superfluous.

On the other hand, Yang Jianguo is different. He really made the unique fragrance of egg fried rice.

A simple egg fried rice has become the ceiling of others.

At the same time, Manager Wang of the hotel also arrived at Lao Mo.

He was the one who arranged Yang Jianguo to be the head chef in the back kitchen.

Now, Manager Wang is very worried.

The Model Worker Hotel used to have no head chef. Everyone here relies on craftsmanship to eat.

And now he suddenly transferred a head chef. I wonder if those chefs will be convinced.

According to what Manager Wang knew about the cooks, they were definitely not convinced.

Especially that Liu Yishao, who might be stunned in a fit of rage.

You have to think carefully about how to tell this Liu Tieshao about it.

When he came to the office, Manager Wang asked someone to call Liu Yishao over.

"Manager Wang, are you looking for me?" Liu Yishao walked in with a big head on his back.

"Come on, come in, come in, I have something to tell you."

"Oh, please say it."

Manager Wang paused for a while, then said, "Old Liu, I know that you have always been the leader of our back kitchen. You have also led quite well over the years."

Liu Yishao was taken aback, what did Manager Wang mean by saying this?Do you still want to fire him?

"Manager Wang, my family has a seventy-year-old mother and seven-year-old son. You can't fire me."

"Otherwise, my family will drink the northwest wind."

Manager Wang was startled, but he realized he had misunderstood, "Hey, Lao Liu, listen to me, I mean."

"I plan to arrange a head chef for you, do you have any opinion?"

Liu Yishao glared at him, "Manager Wang? Those who do this are all based on their ability to eat."

"How is the head chef you arranged for him?"

"If he is not good at cooking, let him lead us. Even if I agree, the others in the back kitchen will not agree."

Manager Wang knew that Liu Yispoon was more difficult to deal with. He was easy to say, but in terms of cooking, he was very conceited.

"Don't get excited, I'll call him over now, so you can get to know him first."

Liu Yishao was a little annoyed, he had worked in this old Mo for so many years.

I didn't mix into a head chef, and now I have to parachute a head chef. It's really good to have a relationship.

After a while, Yang Jianguo walked in.

Manager Wang quickly stood up and shook hands with Yang Jianguo, "Comrade Yang Jianguo, come here, sit down."

"Old Liu, this is the head chef I said. Don't look at him young, but he is good at cooking."

Liu Yishao took a look, you, this is actually a newcomer who has just competed with him.

Seeing it was Yang Jianguo, Liu Yispoon's fat face burst into a smile, "Aiya, Comrade Yang Jianguo, so you are our head chef."

"I said why you are so good at cooking, so you have such a great background."

"You said, you didn't say it earlier, I knew you were the head chef, how dare I disrespect you."

Manager Wang was stunned, "What? Do you know each other?"

Fatty Liu laughed and said, "Manager Wang, we met in the morning."

"To be honest, Manager Wang, if you find someone else to be the head chef, I, Liu Yispoon, are really not convinced."

"But you are looking for him, and I am convinced."

"I have already experienced Chef Yang's craftsmanship. It is much higher than those of us."

Manager Wang was shocked to see Liu Yishao flattering Yang Jianguo so shamelessly.

Originally, he had some doubts about Yang Jianguo's cooking skills, and thought that Yang Jianguo was a relative of Ye Lao, and Ye Lao helped him through the back door.

Now I hear that even Liu Yispoon, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, is convinced by Yang Jianguo.

Manager Wang no longer has the slightest doubt about Yang Jianguo's cooking skills.