After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

After going downstairs, Han Yan saw two children shaking at passers-by.

So he found a place that was not monitored and beat the two boys.

I can't get out of bed, but at least it hurts for a few days.

The bear child has to clean up well, otherwise he really can't tell who is the big and small king.

When he returned home, Han Yan fell asleep, and the temperature outside in midsummer could reach more than 40 degrees.

The weather was stuffy again, like a poison circle in an escape game.

Comrade Xiao Han suddenly wanted to make himself a cup of iced milk tea under the scorching sun.

Tea, milk, and sugar are all available at home, and they are very simple to make, and he did a lot when he was in college.

I still remember that high-power electrical appliances were not allowed in the bedroom at that time, and he specially bought a transformer on the Internet.

When Han Yan was cooking on the balcony, all the roommates ran out to look at the dormitory aunt and cover for him.

The idea of making milk tea was there, but he was too lazy, the sweet and frosty milk tea with a slight tea fragrance and sleeping, Han Yan chose to sleep after being entangled.

Han Yan felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, Wang Aihua's phone called.

"Hey, son, where are you, come to the restaurant, your dad can't be busy alone. Without

giving Han Yan a chance to refuse, Wang Aihua hung up the phone directly.

Forehead... This....

When did the hotel become so popular, and with Comrade Daqiang, the craftsmanship of eighteen knives in one second would be too busy?

He glanced at the time and found that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and he slept directly for three hours.

I slept for a long time, but why am I still sleepy?

The location of the hotel is not far from Han Yan's house, and it is only five minutes away.

As soon as he entered the door of the hotel, Han Yan was directly stunned.

The whole hall was full of people, and the box should be full.

Judging by their clothing, these people are all workers from nearby construction sites.

"Guys, this is the little master I mentioned to you yesterday, I don't have to say anything about the cooking. "

The one made by Di San Xian is called a fragrant.

The big tiger came over noisily, and for some reason, Han Yan seemed to see pride on his face.

"Thank you all for cheering, it's so hot and you have walked so far to come to the party, and you will get a plate of chilled watermelon at each table.

Han Yan also greeted warmly, and greeted the guests with a smile when he opened the door to do business.

When the guests at several tables heard this, they applauded.

Han Yan didn't say any more greetings, and there was nothing to greet, the top priority was to share the pressure of Comrade Daqiang.

As for sending a plate of watermelon, it's even more of a trivial matter.

Watermelons in this season are particularly cheap, and watermelons are not sold by the pound, but by the pound.

A watermelon costs eight yuan, and half of the refrigerator in the restaurant is full of watermelons.

Send watermelon, in exchange for personal favors, this transaction is not a loss, after all, repeat customers are the key to making money for the hotel.

In the kitchen, Han Daqiang was covered in sweat, eager to turn into a humanoid octopus monster, one hand was used as eight hands, Wang Aihua hit his hand on the side and changed the knife.

Seeing his son coming, Han Daqiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Son, help quickly, you will be responsible for the three fresh, boiled white meat, dried tofu with sharp peppers, and I will do the rest, by the way, the salt is a little heavier, and these guests outside don't like to eat lightly."

"Yesterday I thought they were talking politely, but I didn't expect such a group of people to eat.

Although Han Daqiang was tired, he was tired and couldn't hide his smile.

It's nothing to be tired of your own business, as long as you can make money.

The meal, which started at four o'clock, was eaten until eight o'clock in the evening.

At night, a family of three cleaned up the kitchen, Han Daqiang regarded the kitchen as his second daughter-in-law, and if he didn't clean up the kitchen, he couldn't sleep when he went home.

"Dad, why don't we hire a chef, you can't usually be busy alone. Han Yan tried to convince his father that after all, he was the only chef in the store, and he usually worked on a continuous axis.

"What chef please, today is a special situation, usually there are not many guests at this point, I am enough for one person. "

Han Daqiang has also thought about inviting a chef, but it is really a bit unnecessary, and there are still very few cases like today all year round.

Most of the dishes on the Han family are fast food, and they are easy to make.

A chef's apprentice may have to cook a dish for a long time, but for a master like Han Daqiang, he is only familiar with it, and he can make the dish with his eyes closed.

In this regard, Han Yan can only clench his fists and say, admire, admire! In the

past few days, Han Yan has been helping in the restaurant, mainly learning to cook with Lao Han.

Although Lao Han has never entered a chef school, he has absolutely no skills, after all, Han Yan's grandfather used to be the chef of Yunfeng Building.

That's a master of ten tops and ten, and he can cook countless dishes, and then for some reason, he left Yunfeng Tower and returned to the countryside.

But the craftsmanship did not fall at all, and he tried his best to let his sons and daughters learn, but in the end, only Han Daqiang inherited the mantle of the old man.

For the juniors who are treated by Han Yan, the old man is not less concerned, and he has been practicing knife skills and cutting vegetables since he was a child.

Especially Han Yan, he is different from other uncles and brothers, he grew up next to the old man since he was a child, and he revolves around the stove every day.

When he was a child, other people's grandfathers would carve a wooden sword out of wood for their grandson, and Grandpa Han Yan directly gave him a kitchen knife with an open blade, and insisted that it was a Xuantie sword.

Let him cut corn stalks every day to practice knife skills....

It's hard to look back on the past...

"By the way, my son seems to have a cooking competition recently, I also received an invitation two days ago, the organizer seems to be from Shanghai, the first place can get 3,000 yuan, are you interested in participating. Han Daqiang was eating watermelon and didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

"I'm not going. Han Yan directly refused, he still had a clear understanding of himself.

Cooking skills are a little better than ordinary people, but they are only a little stronger, and they can cook a few good dishes, but for most dishes, the knife skills are still a little worse.

If you really go to participate in the cooking competition and be eliminated in the first round, the grandfather in the countryside will definitely come over with a rolling pin to beat people.

"It's okay, I think it's good to participate, anyway, it's not a serious competition, you just need to cook one dish.

Han Daqiang's words made Han Yan foggy.

What does it mean that it is not a serious competition, is it possible that you have a talent for acting when cooking, and come to a set of singing and dancing rap?"

Han Daqiang shook his head, "I don't know the specifics, I just know that there seems to be a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War who returned to his hometown in the Northeast from Shangcheng, and the TV station has a welcome event, saying that it is to prepare a veteran's favorite dish."

"Our restaurant has been open for so many years, and it has also been selected, no matter how specific I am, I have already taken home the invitation to participate, if you are interested, go back and have a look." "

Not interested, not interested at all.

Han Yan didn't dare to use the dark cuisine he made to poison the heroes of the Anti-Japanese War.

[Side Quest: Taste of Hometown]

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