Food: Clubhouse sells rice? You’re really not doing your job

The girls Zhang Yongming said are the waitresses in the clubhouse who are responsible for ordering songs in each box, because they are all normal services and do not engage in color, so the job is a beautiful waiter.

“Okay, I just recognize people.”

There are not many employees in the clubhouse, except for Manager Zhang, there are more than a dozen waiters below, women account for the majority, male waiters are a few, plus two security guards outside the door are responsible for the parking lot, and there are four cleaning aunts and three cooks.

Fang Qi chai had three chefs in the clubhouse, and at that time he thought that there should be so many employees, the problem of eating needed to be solved, and there were guests to eat, so he recruited three at once.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the clubhouse was sluggish, no one ate at all, at most ordered a fruit plate, the employees did not like to eat in the cafeteria, the girls all kept in shape, drank some wine in the box, or ate some fruit to be full, there was no need to eat at all.

So the three cooks in the kitchen are the most idle people in the clubhouse.

And it’s no wonder they feel like they’re going to be fired all day long.

Fang Qi looked at the delicious value of the system interface that kept growing, and his heart was simply happy, looking at the time, the fried chicken was almost marinated, and directly let Wang Jun take it out.

“And a fried chicken, leave some belly.”

Seeing that Uncle Zhang and Aunt Hui were eating happily, Fang Qi hurriedly instructed, although the duck goods did not have much meat, but they ate too much, and they were full while drinking water.

As soon as Zhang Yongming heard that there was also fried chicken, he subconsciously slowed down the speed of gnawing the duck head.

Fried chicken is good, the marinade is so delicious, what does fried chicken taste?

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After receiving the message from Manager Zhang, the team leader of the girls in the hall left two to welcome guests at the door, and then brought the rest to the kitchen.

As a result, before I reached the kitchen, I smelled a very fragrant fragrance in the hallway.

“It’s so fragrant, it’s true that Aunt Hu said that the kitchen made delicious food!”

A group of women walked to the kitchen in high heels, smelling the ubiquitous fragrance, and their steps quickened a lot.

“Walking around, Manager Zhang probably called us to cook.”

“I just saw Manager Zhang’s wife come over…”

After a few people pushed open the kitchen door, they were immediately pasted by the hot aroma, and at this time, there was not only the aroma of marinated in the kitchen, but also the aroma of fried chicken!

A large iron pot on the stovetop frys a pot of fragrant fried chicken.

The fried chicken coated with flour paste directly emits crackling oil bubbles after the oil pan, and this frying sound happens to be delicious fermentation.

After a few minutes of frying, the fried chicken in the pan is full and golden, and the unique aroma of the fried food is also wafting away.

The carefully blended fried powder paste becomes crispy during the frying process, and the flavors of the various spices inside are absorbed by the chicken under the action of the oil temperature, becoming fresh and juicy.

When the girls knocked on the door and came in, the first pot of fried chicken just came out of the pot, golden fried chicken, evenly turned into the air, sprinkled with secret spicy powder, not spicy to eat the original flavor, the kitchen has ketchup.

“Wow~”

As soon as the girls came in, they saw Fang Qi’s superb spoon technology, such a large iron pot gently turned in Fang Qi’s hand, and the whole pot of fried chicken was turned upside down into the air, and the other hand grabbed a handful of powder, sprinkled directly on the fried chicken, evenly wrapped in a layer of red powder, looking at the incomparable people, the spicy taste was stimulated, and the aroma in the kitchen was weakened by this spicy fried chicken aroma.

“You guys came just in time, the fried chicken is out of the pan, come and taste it.”

Manager Zhang saw the girls come in and stood in a row, as if they were greeting guests, and quickly beckoned them to come over and cook.

“This is President Fang’s son, the new boss of our club, you can just call the boss.”

As soon as Manager Zhang’s words fell, he saw a row of girls with flowery branches, and bent down neatly and shouted: “Hello boss!” ”

Then directly around Fang Qi, one helped to carry the chopsticks, the other helped to take the fried chicken, and the three cooks who helped to open the chair were silently squeezed aside.

This situation made Fang Qi a little overwhelmed, but the corners of his mouth subconsciously evoked a happy little smile, and his mood became a little dark.

Is the clubhouse owner so happy?

Fang Qi coughed lightly in disguise, but the corners of his snickering little mouth could not be concealed.

Zhang Yongming on the side also saw it, and after seeing that he was surrounded by a group of girls, although he was restrained, he obviously enjoyed the appearance, watching the play with a smile in his eyes, and did not say much.

“Girls, this marinade and fried chicken are all made by the boss himself, try it.”

The girls who work in the clubhouse have never seen any posture, and seeing such a youthful reaction from the new boss, all of them have a smile on their faces, and they are all angry and teasing.

After all, who doesn’t like a good-looking, young and rich younger brother?