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Jiang Feng smiled: "It's okay, don't worry about it.

To be honest, he never took Zhao Hao seriously from the beginning to the end, let alone a few unkind threats from the other party, what can he do?

If Zhao Hao really had the courage to do something, Jiang Feng would still be able to convince him a little bit from the bottom of his heart.

It's a pity that a coward is a coward, and he wouldn't dare to do anything given him a chance.

Xu Mao, who was standing beside Jiang Feng, looked at Zhao Hao's leaving back, remembered the resentment on his face before he left, and still couldn't help worrying: "Jiang Feng, no matter what, be cautious Must have."

"Especially a villain like Zhao Hao, if he plays tricks, even if you can handle it, you will definitely have a headache."

Hearing the worry and concern in Xu Mao's words, Jiang Feng smiled lightly and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, brother Xu, I know it well."

As he said that, without giving Xu Mao another chance to say 420 words, he pointed to the customers in the store who had already been noticed by the riot just now, and said: "Brother Xu, now is not the time to explain, we should first Serve your guests so they don't wait too long."

"What do you think?"

Jiang Feng looked at Xu Mao with a smile, and there was no fear in his shining eyes, as if he really didn't pay attention to villains like Zhao Hao.

Seeing this, Xu Mao didn't want to say any more. At most, when Jiang Feng was in trouble in the future, he would help him.

He just nodded, looked at the staff gathered around by the back kitchen, and waved his hands: "Okay, (aedc) don't surround yourself here, what should you do, the guests are still waiting for dinner."

The small episode did not cause much sensation in the store.

The diners who came and went just took a second look, and then looked away.

Compared with the excitement, they now care more about their stomachs.

Especially looking out of the window at Jiang Feng's magnificent knife skills and skillful spooning in the back kitchen, the tempting scent wafts out, lingering on the noses of the guests, which makes their already hungry stomachs groan. There is a sound of "Lu".

"My God, what kind of smell is this, it's too fragrant!"

"I didn't have much appetite at first, but now I smell this smell, I'm really hungry."

"Cracked, my number in the queue is too late, when will I be able to eat such delicious food."

They stared at Jiang Feng's back in the kitchen surrounded by hazy smog, like a fairyland, their saliva was hanging on the corner of their lips, and they sipped it again and again.

And in the kitchen.

After the previous events, all the employees, big and small, had already felt awe of Jiang Feng, and no one dared to frown at him anymore.

In addition, his sudden display of cooking skills attracted diners to be the first to praise him.

They have nothing to complain about.

After all, the competition in the back kitchen is cooking skills. Whoever has the best cooking skills will be able to be the leader of the back kitchen, that is, the position of head chef.

"Brother Jiang, I think you might as well be our chef."

"That's right, relying on Brother Jiang's cooking skills alone, even going to a big hotel is fine.

"It's a great honor for us to be a head chef here."

They are busy with the work at hand, but they do not hinder their admiration for Jiang Feng at all, and they already regard him as the head chef.

Jiang Feng, who suddenly became the head chef, was stunned for a moment, and after putting the fried dishes in the pot into the white porcelain plate, he wanted to evade a few words.

After all, he has not been here for a long time, and his qualifications are far from reaching the position of head chef.

There are still many old people on it.

Where would he put them if he were the chef?