The beginning of a city with a trillion

Inside the kitchen.

"Clap clap clap!"

Yang Fei shouted while applauding,

"Everyone is ready, we are going to work."

Outside, Liu Yan was also ordering food for the guests.

"Can we have a ham?" asked the visitor.

"Okay, this dish is very special." Liu Yan nodded.

"Cold fungus." The guest criticized the picture and said.

"Well, this is Sichuan cuisine, and it's a bit spicy." Liu Yan communicated with them in English,

"Do you like spicy food?"

"I like spicy food very much." The guest nodded quickly, and then said: "I am ordering ginger chicken, remember to put chili."

"Okay. Liu Yan laughed and met a chili fanatic."

"That's all." The guest smiled slightly.

"Okay." Liu Yan nodded.

At this time, a man who looked like an uncle walked into the restaurant with a cake in his hand.

"Hi, may I ask..." Liu Yan stepped forward and asked.

"Can you do me a favor?" said the uncle, he is from Huaxia.

"What's the matter?" Yang Fei from the back kitchen came over and asked.

"Today is my daughter's birthday. She likes you very much, so I hope you can help me surprise her when the time comes. I have already bought the cake."

"That's fine, leave it to us."

"thanks, thanks!"

A birthday surprise is being prepared, and the kitchen is busy at this time.

Yang Fei stood in the kitchen directing everyone to work.

"Mr. Wang Han, your casserole fish head is ready. Liu Yan, your sweet and sour pork ribs are ready to serve. Teacher Wang Han is ready to serve."

After Yang Fei shouted, he started to do it himself. He wanted to cook dumplings. He was so busy until seven o'clock, Liu Yan came over.

"Xiao Fei, you are ready, that family is here, is their order ready?" Liu Yan asked,

"It's done, the dumplings are cooked, just wait a while, Teacher Wang Han will act according to the plan." Yang Fei said.

"Good Le!"

Wang Han immediately went out with the food. After the food was served, he deliberately went up to chat with the uncle.

"It's so early, we are all ready, can you start?"

"Okay." Brother Huzha nodded.

receive!

Wang Han secretly walked to the main switch of Huaxia Restaurant and knocked off the switch.

Click!

The whole store went dark, but luckily only this table of Taiwanese customers was left.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"

Yang Fei was holding the birthday cake, and Yang Linlin came out of the kitchen with a flashing devil horn behind her.

"Little baby, I wish you a happy birthday." Yang Fei put the cake in front of the birthday girl.

"Thank you!"

The eight-year-old girl laughed, and Yang Linlin laughed too: "You can make a wish now!"

"Oh, can I make a wish silently in my heart?" the little girl asked.

Yang Fei nodded: "Yes, Xu Yuan can use any form."

"En!" The little girl closed her eyes, and blew out the candle after a while, "Okay, I'm done making my wish, let's eat cake together."

"Okay." Teacher Wang Han turned on the light.

Snapped!

The lights of the Huaxia restaurant were turned on again, and Uncle Huaxia helped share the cake.

Yang Fei and the others chatted here for a while, and new guests came, and they started to work again, and they all went to their respective posts with cakes.

"Haha, let's celebrate by ourselves tonight. We have successfully welcomed the first birthday customer in the store." Yang Fei said while eating the cake.

Wang Han chuckled: "Yes, it would be beautiful if I opened another bottle of red wine."

"I think so too. I often drink honey and lemonade when I come here. I haven't had a drink for a long time."

Yang Fei laughed.

"Xiao Fei, Teacher Wang Han, let's tell Sister Liu Yan tonight that we open a bottle of red wine and have a good drink." Chen Liu said.

"No problem, it's time to celebrate, so you don't lose motivation."

"Haha, it's such a happy decision, we will hold a celebration party tonight."

"Great!"

If there is hope for anything, then a room will pass quickly.

Chapter 870 The chef takes turns!

It was nine o'clock in a blink of an eye, and the customers in the store had already left one after another.

At this time, Liu Yan was starting to settle accounts, and Yang Fei walked over quietly.

"Liu Yan, can we open a bottle of red wine tonight?" Yang Fei asked.