Naruto: Big Foodie

?The lucky person took the first sip of soup, and many eyes stared at it: "How is it?"

The soup drinker closed his eyes with satisfaction, then opened them: "It's more authentic than my grandma's soup, it's so delicious!"

Someone immediately called out: "Waiter, bring a soup to our table too."

"We want too!"

"This way, this way, and this way!"

Everyone started to add soup for a while, and the waiter and aunt had to serve and order again. The business was not yet proficient and was a bit too busy. I can't help it. I'm getting older and my reactions are not as quick as young people, but I can't help it. Who said there are not enough people. However, Wang Xiaoming has already explained it to everyone, and everyone understands that although the aunt is not professional enough, she is enthusiastic enough. The most important thing is that the best food is the most sincere service.

The stir-fry is finally ready. Yang Ming's craftsmanship is really not perfect. The most common home-cooked dishes are as beautiful as participating in a food competition. In fact, he didn't put it on purpose, just using a spoon to scoop it, he can accurately place the meat dishes and vegetarian dishes just right, the color matching is also extremely bright, the color and aroma of the food, at least the first two are already there.

The first one came out with walnut shrimp. The emerald green broccoli held the pink shrimp, and was decorated with brown walnut, which made the index finger move. Everyone stretched their necks and waited eagerly for the dishes to be delivered to their tables. The waiter aunt took the dishes and went to table 5. All eyes were on table 5. Nima is really a lucky guy!

Someone shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why is it theirs, what about our food?" That situation was like a child in a kindergarten waiting for an aunt to distribute food, or like a chick waiting to feed with its mouth open, chattering, not to mention how much fun .

The waiter aunt smiled and said, "Don't worry, the master is frying, and he will be here soon."

Wang Xiaoming heard the movement outside in the kitchen, turned his head to look at Yang Mingzheng flipping the pot with great ease, and suddenly remembered the movie "God of Cookery" he watched a long time ago. He felt that Yang Ming was a bit of a **** of food.

Yang Ming turned his head, saw Wang Xiaoming looking at him, raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Xiaoming quickly concealed his smile: "I see that you are so powerful, I wonder when I will be able to beat you."

"Practice more. When the dishes are ready, serve them." Yang Ming put the dishes on the plate smoothly.

Wang Xiaoming hurried over, brought the dishes over, and put them on the counter: "Auntie, serve, the beef with sand tea at table number 3." The beef on the plate was wrapped in sand tea sauce, thick and juicy, full of flavor in the wok. , exuding a strong fragrance, Wang Xiaoming resisted the urge to reach out and grab it, took a deep breath, and quickly turned around to cut the vegetables.

During the period before the opening, Wang Xiaoming spent the rest of his time practicing knife skills, because Yang Ming said that knife skills are the premise of making good dishes. dishes to come. Wang Xiaoming knew that Yang Ming was going to officially teach himself how to cook, so he was very attentive. He spent a lot of time on it every day, and now he can cut it well. Although he can't catch up with Yang Ming's, he said that he was reluctant. can be used.

Yang Ming said: "You can make these two vegetables, choy sum with garlic and bean sprouts in soup."

"Oh, good." Wang Xiaoming was a little excited. Is he going to start cooking? He thought that Yang Ming would not let him use the shovel for the time being.

"Be careful and pay attention to the temperature of the fire." Yang Ming was completely rude when it came to work, as if he was doing business in a businesslike manner.

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming hurriedly brushed the pot and opened the fire, and began to boil water to scald the cabbage.

After Wang Xiaoming made the thin glutinous rice, poured it on the cabbage, and prepared to put it on the counter with a plate. Yang Ming stopped him: "Wait." Then he dipped some choy sum soup with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Then he nodded, indicating that it was okay.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, this master is really strict! When I was teaching, I could see that it was completely meticulous and nitpicky. I cut dozens of carrots just for one carrot. Although I could pull the oil to remove the carrot flavor, after eating it, Wang Bing didn't even want to taste it, and Yang Ming didn't want to. He was willing to eat it, but Wang Xiaoming was reluctant to throw it away. He suffered internal injuries by himself! It hurts to see carrots again.

Yang Ming's cooking speed was very fast, and the aunt who served the dishes was a little too busy. Wang Xiaoming also took the time to help deliver the dishes a few times. The guests outside were eating hot, and when they saw him coming out, they all greeted him warmly: "Wang Xiaoming Boss, your family has such a good craftsmanship, and it is still hidden and tucked, and it is too boring to take it out now."

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "As you all know, I couldn't open a store at first, but I was forced to do nothing. I rushed ducks to the shelves, and this is how I opened such a store. If it's delicious, everyone will come to support it."

"I don't think it's necessary to join in. It is estimated that you have to book in advance, otherwise you will have to drink the northwest wind outside like those guys outside." Someone said with a smile.

Only then did Wang Xiaoming realize that there were still a lot of cars parked outside. They were regular customers who came late and had no seats, so they had to wait outside. He hurriedly ran out: "Sorry, I was neglected. It's the first time I opened a store and I have no experience. I'm really sorry to make everyone wait outside."

The guest smiled and said, "I can't help you if you don't wait outside, why don't you go in and watch those guys eat?"

Wang Xiaoming quickly greeted the aunts to move out the extra stools for the guests to sit in the sun, and then made tea for everyone himself: "Everyone wait a moment, there will be vacancies later. If you can't wait, you can come back at night. "

"Come here at night and have a seat? Come here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just wait." These old eaters could smell the fragrance of the house from outside the door, and they had long been hooked to the greedy worms. Where can I wait until the evening to come again.

Someone said, "Boss Wang, you have to make a phone reservation. In the future, we will reserve a table in advance for dinner, so we don't have to wait like this."

Wang Xiaoming nodded sharply: "Yes, yes, this should be done. Everyone wait."

He ran back, found a piece of red paper, and asked Wang Bing, who was playing in front of him, to get a watercolor pen, wrote a few words, "our restaurant ordering phone number 181********", and then put The paper is stuck to the wall by the door.

The big guy smiled when he saw it: "Boss Wang, you are too economical, at least get a business card."

Wang Xiaoming clasped his fists with both hands and smiled: "It's really ill-considered. I'll prepare these things slowly. You can write down my number first, and call me if you need to, so I can reserve a table for you in advance." He entered. After the house, I told the guests in the house again, and asked everyone to write down the order number for themselves.

Someone laughed and said, "Boss, do you deliver food?"