Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

"The dishes are here..."

As Zhao Shanhe was busy in the kitchen, four dishes and one soup were quickly prepared as if by magic. After all, some dishes were too time-consuming and were not cooked.

Seeing the dishes being served one after another on the table, as Zhang Xiaohua kept announcing the names of the dishes, even the two foodies who had eaten in various restaurants in Ancheng were stunned. Seeing the four dishes and one soup that were all delicious and delicious, they felt... hungry.

"How about trying these dishes of mine? Please give me your valuable feedback."

Zhao Shanhe saw the Gong Bao Pleurotus eryngii mushrooms, twice-cooked pork, stir-fried spicy chicken, oyster sauce beef and a pickled fresh soup on the table.

Then everyone was asked to taste it first. At this time, they were indeed a little hungry, so everyone started to eat regardless of their demeanor.

As a result, after entering the mouth of these dishes, whether they are smooth or spicy, they bloom in everyone's taste buds instantly. Everyone does not care about compliments and just eats them.

"This is pickled fresh food. It should be a more distinctive dish. It's just that we are in a hurry today, so let's just make do with it."

"Jian Du Xian? Do you think this is the dish that Mr. Qin ordered after you made the Jade Wontons when Mr. Qin came last time?"

Hearing that Zhao Shanhe emphasized the pickled fresh soup dish, Chu Jian immediately exclaimed, and then began to introduce it to everyone.

He said that last time Mr. Qin from the capital came to inspect, Zhao Shanhe made this dish for him. At that time, Mr. Qin was full of praises and talked about it while eating.

Although Chu Jian had been accompanying him as a receptionist last time, he and Tang Wangzu were accompanied by the driver secretaries who came to inspect the leaders.

Not to mention that I didn’t eat the pickled noodles at all, and I didn’t even see the jade wontons. It was only when I visited Zhao Shanhe’s wonton stall later that I truly appreciated the real deliciousness of the jade wontons.

It's just that the current Jade Wonton variety is obviously more complete, and Zhao Shanhe has made six flavors. These people are luckier than Mr. Qin.

As for pickled food, it is completely legendary.

At that time, there were so many big leaders present, and even Song Yuanchao only had one or two bites. After all, as the host, it was hard to eat.

"It's really so delicious, why don't I believe it?"

After listening to Chu Jian's introduction, Zheng Hongbing eagerly poured a spoonful into the bowl, then took a sip of the soup.

"Oh my god, when did you have this ability? You didn't even tell me. Isn't it so embarrassing..."

Zheng Hongbing was tired of eating the food in the restaurant now, and now he suddenly tasted other flavors, and his taste buds were suddenly opened up.

Chen Huatian, who was still watching, stared at the soup in the casserole. When he saw Zheng Hongbing completely disregarding his image, he started to eat. The result was also out of control.

"Sorry, I'll eat for a while, and then we'll drink."

Even the relatively gentle Chu Jian finally had the opportunity to eat and pickle some fresh food. At this time, he didn't care about drinking and ate quickly.

Zhao Shanhe didn't eat like them, but he tasted a little of each dish. He just cooked noodles in the kitchen to make up for it.

But now that he sees that the dishes he cooked are quite popular, Zhao Shanhe feels very accomplished. This is his own work, and it is not easy to be recognized by two foodies like Zheng Hongbing.

When he saw Luo Tiechui showing him the ingredients, Zhao Shanhe considered the time issue, so he adopted the simplest and fastest method.

However, he didn't expect that there were ingredients for pickling the food. Zhao Shanhe was surprised. After all, after cooking for Mr. Qin, he took all the remaining ingredients home, including the ingredients for pickling the food. Meat, fresh meat and bamboo shoots.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohua quietly told Zhao Shanhe that Zhu Dachang had bought these pickled ingredients.

Hearing people in the factory talking about this dish at that time, Zhu Dachang bought these materials according to the diagram and prepared to do the experiment himself. If it could succeed, wouldn't it be a blockbuster?

In this way, Zhao Shanhe can be killed instantly.

Little did he know that cooking was a very profound subject. Zhu Dachang had done it many times and the result was something he couldn't even try for himself. How could he show it to the factory leaders?

So these bacon and bamboo shoots were stored and were fully utilized by Zhao Shanhe today.

Zhao Shanhe first cooked the casserole over low heat. After seeing the bacon, fresh meat, and bamboo shoots boiling and rolling in the clear soup, Zhao Shanhe started working on other dishes.

After all the dishes are ready, the marinated soup is ready.

"Hiccup..."

Finally, I felt that I was almost done eating. Zheng Hongbing was the first to burp, followed closely by Chen Huatian.

"Hey, this meal... is so delicious. I tell you Shanhe, your restaurant will definitely be prosperous after it opens. When the time comes, I will bring our director over to support you. I must support you."

Speaking of which, people like Zheng Hongbing would never be short of food, but today they were completely conquered by Zhao Shanhe's dishes. Of course they knew that time was tight, otherwise they would definitely be able to make more delicious dishes.

Chen Huatian also assured Zhao Shanhe that after the hotel opens in the future, he will definitely find some people to come and support him. Anyway, he has a car and can only pick up and deliver the hotel. This moved Zhao Shanhe very much.

"Shanhe, you have worked really hard today, I recommend a drink."

Chu Jian thought that as the host, he still had not made arrangements today. He thought that it was the chef Zhu Dachang who had embarrassed him.

Since he embarrassed himself in front of his comrades, he made him lose his job. Even though he was just a driver, this bitch didn't take himself too seriously?

So he was the first to apologize and punished himself with three drinks, which made everyone feel embarrassed.

Especially when it came to the chef, Chu Jian even made a self-examination and asked the brothers to forgive him. Speaking of which, he was the best here.

However, when Chen Huatian heard that Chu Jian was open-minded and exposed his shortcomings, Chen Huatian was rude and said that the dishes he had removed just now looked unappetizing.

At that time, I saw a fat man in a chef's uniform coming over. He rushed in without knocking on the door and took away all the dishes without saying a word. If it wasn't for Chu Jian's sake, he would have beaten him long ago.

The key is that the color of the white clothes he is wearing can't be seen clearly, and it looks greasy. A chef like this cooks for the factory leaders every day, and I don't know how he got in. It seems that the backstage is very hard?

After saying these words, Chu Jian immediately lost his temper again, and he hated Zhu Dachang even more. If he had known this, he might as well have listened to Zhao Shanhe and went to a state-owned hotel to eat.

At worst, you can sign the order yourself after you finish eating.

Zhao Shanhe hurriedly stepped forward to help Chu Jian, started to drink, and then started to change the topic in a playful way.

But in his heart, Zhao Shanhe cursed secretly, Zhu Dachang was seeking death by himself today. You can live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own.

I remember when I was a chef in my previous life, some unscrupulous chefs would spit in the food or blow their noses when they saw customers getting upset.

This is also a secret that is not told in the industry.

Anyway, when Zhao Shanhe goes out to eat, no matter how good the food is, he will not return it. He just remembers that he will never come back to this restaurant again.

How dark a person must be to spit into his own food?

It's really immoral and smoking.

Zhao Shanhe shook his head after swallowing a sip of wine.

"I said that you are not a red soldier. You come to the factory and don't tell me. Where will you put your face?"

At this moment, they saw the box door being pushed open, and everyone turned to look.

Why is he here……