I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

Seeing Dai Fan still lying on his back, with his back bent and his head on the ground watching his movements, he reminded him silently: "What are you still standing there for? Get up and talk."

Dai Fan, who had been petrified, was awakened by this voice, and he stood up and rushed to Jiang Zhou.

"Master, when did you come? Just arrived, right?"

Jiang Zhou was already immune to his apprentice always prostrating himself in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "I came earlier than you set up the stall."

"Boom!"

It was as if a thunder exploded in his head, shattering Dai Fan's last fantasy.

So, from the moment he set up the stall, the master saw everything that happened.

Why, why?

He prepared every day, and it was clearly agreed that opportunities would be given to those who were prepared. He stood at attention, worked hard to make pancakes, and took care of his whole body meticulously.

Why did he fail on the day when the master came?

I had secretly laughed at Lu Rong and the others for lying on the ground to meet the master, but now he was lying on the ground to meet the master. What's the difference between lying on the ground and lying down?

Maybe there is a difference, the difference is who is more embarrassed, or who is embarrassed in front of the whole nation.

"Master, I..."

I don't know what to say at all. This terrible reunion just wants him to find a cotton ball to kill himself.

"Okay, I have spare clothes here. Go wipe your face and change clothes. How can you cook when you are covered in dust?"

"Yes, Master."

Chen Zihang took out a brand new chef's uniform from his bag and handed it to Dai Fan, giving him a thumbs up.

"Brother, so many brothers have made wonderful appearances, but yours is the most wonderful. I, Chen Zihang, would like to call you the strongest."

Vincent wanted to say something, but he laughed first and turned sideways.

Dai Fan hung his head and went to the car to change clothes.

"Ah, Master Jiang!"

Two groups of people who were arguing in front of the pancake stall remembered why they were arguing and turned to ask the pancake owner for justice. As a result, when they turned around, they found that the pancake owner was gone, and they saw Jiang Zhou standing there instead, which made the aunt scream excitedly.

"It's really Master Jiang!"

"We have been supporting the pancake owner for so long, and finally we have made it."

"It's not easy. I buy such unpalatable pancakes every day and can only feed cats and dogs. At first they were fresh, but now cats and dogs don't eat them. I can't bear to throw them away, so I can only coax my husband to eat them."

"Yesterday I bought pancakes and my granddaughter laughed at me all day. Today she should worship me."

Several aunts walked over and stood in front of Jiang Zhou. Like an 18-year-old girl who saw her idol, they clenched their hands nervously and held them to their chests. They stuttered when they greeted him.

One aunt stretched out her hand to Jiang Zhou and wanted to shake his hand. Jiang Zhou smiled and stretched out his hand and shook her hand.

The old lady's cheeks flushed with excitement in an instant, "Ahhh, Master Jiang shook hands with me. I won't wash my hands for three days. I will hold my hands when I sleep at night."

Jiang Zhou: ...

At this moment, Dai Fan had already cleaned himself up, changed into clean clothes, wiped his face with wet wipes, and washed his hands clean. He was not as embarrassed as when they first met.

"Master, I'm ready."

"Okay, you know why I'm here, follow me."

Dai Fan followed Jiang Zhou in an orderly manner and came to the stall.

His stall was cleaned every day, even the handlebars were cleaned. The whole car made buyers feel comfortable, which was worthy of Jiang Zhou's praise.

"Come on, make a cake for me to see."

"Ah, still make it?" Dai Fan said with a sad face: "Master, didn't you see it when you were standing there just now?"

He would never do such a thing at ordinary times, but today he failed. The cake was really unsightly, and he didn't even want to look at it a second time.

"How can I give you instructions if you don't do it?" Jiang Zhou glared at him.

He just glared casually, but in Dai Fan's eyes, this look was intimidating without anger, and he was frightened and trembled all over, and hurriedly did as he was told.

He brushed the oil on the pan again, scooped a spoonful of batter from the bucket, hesitated, and poured it on the pan with gritted teeth.

This time he did not perform abnormally. The batter turned into a round pancake embryo under the rotation of his spatula. When beating the eggs, he did not beat the eggshell into it because of nervousness.

Even the chopped green onion and sesame seeds were sprinkled beautifully, but when he turned the pancake over, the pancake broke again.

Dai Fan looked at the pancake on the pan that was not in human shape, and said to Jiang Zhou with a sad face: "Master, I want to say that the pancakes I made before were not broken, but I just failed today. Do you believe it?"

Jiang Zhou chuckled twice: "What do you think."

The auntie who was walking the dog raised her hand to testify for him: "Master Jiang,It's true. He sells pancakes here every day. I buy them every day. They never broke before. They were thin and crispy. But they are not tasty. You can try. They are not tasty whether they are cracked or not. "

Dai Fan almost kneeled down to this old lady. Why can she say such cold words with a mouth of 37 degrees.

"What happened today?"

When Jiang Zhou asked, Dai Fan began to smile bitterly: "These old customers support me every day. In order to improve the taste, I re-adjusted the pancake recipe, but it was mixed up with the normal recipe."

Okay, motivated apprentices should be encouraged, not scolded.

Jiang Zhou said: "Just keep doing it. ”

In order to ensure the pancake is formed, Jiang Zhou followed the same method and added an egg on the back, then brushed the sauce on it.

Smelling the sauce, Jiang Zhou frowned. The sauce was a mess. There were too many peppers, so it was too spicy. There were not enough sweet noodle sauce, so the smell was too light. There were also a lot of powders such as concentrated chicken powder and fresh fragrance powder.

The nose identified the taste of the sauce first. Jiang Zhou recalled the day when he just received the golden finger and walked through the night market. He smelled the pancakes. Although the sauce was not very good, it was definitely more fragrant than this one.

Still considering improving the sauce, the result The smell of burnt eggs came to the tip of his nose again. Jiang Zhou looked carefully and saw Dai Fan trying to roll up the pancake, but he couldn't roll it up because the pancake was too broken.

In order to roll up the pancake, he rubbed it on the pan, causing the already cooked pancake to be baked for too long and naturally burnt.

Jiang Zhou didn't want to say anything anymore. The way he made pancakes was uncomfortable every time he saw it. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was an eye-sore.

Dai Fan made the pancakes, but because they were too broken, he didn't put them in one bag, but in two bags. He held them in his hands and was embarrassed to hand them to Jiang Zhou.

"Master, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Zhou didn't want to eat, not at all. He was not the type to eat without crying, so why was he making things difficult for himself.

"How about this, since you are not performing well, I will arrange for someone to prepare the ingredients again. You make me a pancake of your usual level. This one is not performing well, and I can't judge your level after eating it."