Heavenly Gourmet

Cao Sheng also didn't expect Lin Hai to be so stubborn. He frowned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

But soon, his brows relaxed. He finished the last diced chicken, put down his chopsticks, smiled at Lin Hai, and said:

"Since you don't want to be my chef, then I can't force you to do anything, so forget it, but now your small restaurant-"

"It's called Baiwei Chu."

Lin Hai interrupted and said that he didn't like Cao Sheng shouting from one restaurant to another.

After all, this restaurant is my mother’s hard work for many years.

"Okay, Baiweichu."

Cao Sheng paused for a moment and continued: "Not long after, I will build a very large restaurant, which will specialize in Sihai City's specialties and private dishes, and the restaurant will be opened on this street, so... don't blame me for not having it." Let me tell you in advance.”

When he said this, Cao Sheng's tone became more chilly.

It seems that the subconscious mind is saying, if you are not my chef, then as long as my restaurant is here, a small restaurant like yours will not be able to make money.

Lin Hai understood the underlying meaning of Cao Sheng's words, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he shrugged indifferently: "Please do so."

Cao Sheng put down his chopsticks, picked up his briefcase, turned around and left Baiwei Kitchen.

Looking at Cao Sheng's leaving figure, Lin Hai sighed helplessly.

It seemed that I had caused some hatred just now...

And this hatred seems to be quite sufficient...

However, if you do it, do it, and no one can take away Baiwei Chu.

Thinking of this, Lin Hai's eyes became full of fighting spirit.

Let’s make Baiwei Chu a time-honored brand in China, starting from here!

Lin Hai took out a pen and paper, chewed on the penholder and thought for a moment before writing:

A cold dish: "Husband and wife's lung slices."

Two hot dishes: "Ma Po Tofu, boiled cabbage."

Three dishes are not too much.

The cooking difficulty is also medium.

Although the name of boiled cabbage seems simple, it has been on the stage of state banquets and has been popular for a long time.

This shows the status of this boiled cabbage.

These three items are all special dishes of Sihai City.

The difficulty of cooking is medium, but if you want to cook these three dishes well, the heat, familiarity with the color, aroma and production process of the dishes, the amount of seasonings added, and proficiency in speed are all indispensable.

But with Lin Hai's current cooking skills, it is more than enough to cook these three dishes.

After finishing writing down the dishes to be expanded, Lin Hai took off the wooden menu sign that had peeled off the paint on the wall, locked the door, and walked towards a nearby carpentry shop.

This carpentry shop also has some history. It was opened in the third year after Baiwei Chu opened it.

So far, it has a history of more than ten years.

Usually, those who need wood cutting tools in nearby communities usually come to this shop.

The shop owner's craftsmanship is also very good.

The shop is not big, only about 20 square meters. There is a thick layer of wood chips at the door of the shop. Occasionally, the sound of cutting machines cutting wood can be heard from the shop, humming.

Three or four pieces of wood with thick arms were leaning against the wall at the entrance of the store.

Lin Hai, the owner of this carpentry shop, also knew him. When he had nothing to do, he would help the shop owner move some wood. Once he got to know him, he got to know him.

"Uncle Xu, help me get a menu."

After entering the door, Lin Hai saw Uncle Xu cutting a piece of wood with a cutting machine, and next to him was a semi-finished wooden furniture.

"Xiaohai, what, what kind of menu do you want to change? Is this another new dish that you have researched?"

Uncle Xu put down the cutting machine, took off his gloves and walked to the sink nearby to wash his hands and asked.

"Hey, Uncle Xu understands me. I don't have many customers in this small restaurant. I reflected on it and found that the most important reason is that there are few dishes, so I added a few more dishes."

Lin Hai scratched his head, smiled, took out the menu he had prepared in advance and handed it over.

"Okay, this is simple. I just have a piece of discarded wood that can be used to make a new menu board. You sit there for a while and drink water by yourself. I will make it for you."

Uncle Xu took the menu, nodded slightly, turned and walked towards a room.

After a while, the roar of the machine came from the room, causing the ground to buzz. A large number of sawdust beat slightly on the ground, like tiny waves rising and falling one after another.

Lin Hai listened to the roar and yawned. He didn't sleep at noon, so he felt a little sleepy now.

However, Uncle Xu wrote the menu very quickly, and soon he walked out of the room covered in sawdust.

A piece of wood about fifty centimeters was clamped on Uncle Xu's creaking nest. Uncle Xu walked out with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, handed the menu card to Lin Hai, then took out the lighter in his pocket and lit a cigarette for himself:

"Take a look, I still made it according to the menu you had before. Is there any problem?"

“When it comes to craftsmanship nearby, you still have to look at Uncle Xu’s!”

Lin Hai glanced at the menu card, was very satisfied, and gave Uncle Xu a thumbs up.

"You have so many nice things to say, kid."

Uncle Xu laughed heartily, held the cigarette at his mouth between two fingers of his right hand, and gently blew out a smoke ring. However, he then changed the subject:

"Xiaohai, do you want to keep opening your store? Don't you want to find another way to make a living? There are too many restaurants now. I think your store doesn't have many customers. Otherwise, you should change your career. Now the catering industry is really It’s too hard to do.”

"It doesn't happen now, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. Uncle Xu, this Baiwei Kitchen is my mother's hard work. I can't just give up."

Lin Hai touched the smooth menu board. The words on it had been painted red, which was clearly distinct from the color of the wooden sign. It was also very intuitive for customers to see the words on it.

Then Lin Hai said: "When you do anything, shouldn't you give up?"

"Do you know what I like about you kid? You have a spirit of never looking back without hitting a wall."

Uncle Xu also smiled. He held a cigarette in his right hand and took out a box of ten-yuan Baisha cigarettes with his left hand. He took one out and handed it to Lin Hai: "Want one?"

"I can't smoke."

Lin Hai shook his head, pushed back the cigarette, and then said very seriously: "Wait a minute, Uncle Xu, in less than a month, my Baiwei Kitchen will definitely be bustling with traffic and customers!"

"Then I'll wait and see."

Uncle Xu repackaged the handed-out Baisha cigarette into the cigarette case:

"At that time, my uncle will treat you to a big dinner. You can order whatever you want."

"Call your mother and come with us."

"Okay, uncle, if you say that, I won't be polite."

Lin Hai raised the menu card in his hand towards Uncle Xu, took out thirty yuan and put it on the table:

"Old rules, I'm going back first!"

"You kid, you are so polite to me, take it back."

Seeing Lin Hai take out 30 yuan, Uncle Xu was stunned. He immediately picked up the 30 yuan and headed towards Lin Hai.

However, Lin Hai seemed to be aware of Uncle Xu's operation. He wiped the soles of his feet with oil and immediately left the carpenter's shop, leaving Uncle Xu dumbfounded with a cigarette in one hand and a thirty-dollar bill in the other.

Back at Baiwei Kitchen, Lin Hai found a conspicuous place to hang the three menu boards. After doing this, it was already around five o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, white-collar and blue-collar workers who had been hungry all afternoon were gradually coming out of office buildings and factories.

Seeing this, Lin Hai stretched, twisted his neck, turned around, tied on his apron, and walked towards the kitchen with confidence.

It feels like the wind is blowing when I walk.

confidence.

A confident group.

Next, let me show you my cooking skills!

I, Lin Hai!

He is the most handsome cook on this street!