Chief don't slap in the face

"The kicker?"

It is very common for the chefs to exchange glances and kick the restaurant. What's more, it is during the Harvest Festival, and many foreigners are flocking to Handan, which is undoubtedly the best chance to become famous.

"I haven't heard that there is a new restaurant recently opened?"

"Whatever, a little girl is not as tall as the stove, what kind of food can she make?"

"My apprentices have already beaten them!"

The chefs were very calm, waiting for the little girl in bear skin to make a fool of herself.

"You wait!"

Song Guo opened her small animal skin backpack and found a dozen bottles and cans: "Oh, there are not too many materials."

"Scared?"

The head chef sneered.

"No, I mean, just do whatever you want!"

Song Guo jumped off the stool: "Where is the kitchen? Take me there!"

Xia Ye covered his eyes. If he wanted to stop this situation, it would be considered a stage fright.

"Little princess, fuck them!"

Cheer Friday.

"You guys follow and watch!"

Xia Ye was worried that little Lolita would suffer.

More than 20 minutes later, Song Guo came back and gave Xia Ye a thumbs up, while Jia Duo and Yi Liwei put the pottery dishes in their hands on the wooden table.

The diners in the lobby immediately gathered around.

"What are these?"

Half of the diners had never seen the food on several pottery plates.

"This is Chaoge's special delicacy. You can't eat it in other places. This time it will be cheaper for you!"

Song Guo snorted: "Come and taste it!"

"Will it eat dead people?"

The waiter muttered.

"You come!"

The manager was more cautious and did not act rashly, indicating that the chef had come forward.

The head chef held back his anger and didn't refuse. He grabbed a slice of meat on the earthen pot and threw it into his mouth. With only one pair of teeth, he chewed lightly, and a delicious smell of meat permeated the air. .

"Well?"

The head chef's expression turned petrified instantly.

"what happened?"

The steward asked, but the head chef ignored him. After eating, he took another slice and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Whether it tastes good or not, are you talking?"

The waiter is in a hurry.

The steward is a good person, seeing the attitude of the chef, he knew that he was about to suffer, so he stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and stared at the womb fruit as if his eyes were shining.

"What kind of meat is this?"

The head chef asked.

"Beef!"

Song Guo was surprised: "Aren't you the head chef? You don't even know this?"

"Of course I know!"

The chef blushed. What he wanted to say was how the meat was made and why it was so delicious!

"How about it?"

Sigo folded his hands on his chest.

"Delicious!"

The head chef looked at the steward and said it.

"This is Chaoge's secret beef sauce. I brought it as a snack. If it's freshly made, then dipped in soy sauce, vinegar, and sugar sauce, it's super delicious!"

The womb fruit shows off.

"What? Soy sauce?"

"vinegar?"

"granulated sugar?"

A group of chefs were stunned. It seemed to be a condiment, but why hadn't I heard of it at all?

Not only them, but the diners on the second floor have never heard of it.

"Ancestors, I seem to have a few hands!"

The diners felt that there might be an accident in this gambling fight, because the manager didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to the pottery plate, but the head chef moved faster, directly picked up the remaining few slices, and stuffed them in mouth.

"Try this again!"

Song Guo pushed the sliced ​​bread over: "You have too few kitchen utensils, I can't do anything, I can only take out my own snacks!"

The steward and the chef try it out.

The bread is soft and lightly chewed, and the touch like clouds is intoxicating, followed by a burst of sweetness, which can only be described in two words, delicious.

"What is this?"

The chef was shocked.