I saved the world after leaving the island

The waiter was also taken aback by this twist: "Huh?"

"He's going!" Yu Qian responded, "Tell the guests, the chef will be here soon." To maintain the restaurant manager role, well-known food critics' ultra-blog reports on such things must be fought for on the surface!

The waiter looked at Yu Qian and then at Ye Zhaosheng: "Oh ok, then I..."

"No, he won't go." Galoxiu interrupted the waiter with a smile on his face, "How can a nine-day part-time job be so distracting? It's better to let the other two chefs report this kind of thing." go."

I would rather let other people go directly. The problem is that the interview and report is based on the premise that Ye Zhaosheng came forward to agree!Yu Qian took a deep breath: "How about a 30% commission?" Hold on tight!People can't collapse!

"Oh~ cut off half of it at once." Galoxiu said unhurriedly, "It seems that there is still room for negotiation."

Yu Qian: "..."

Ye Zhaosheng and Xiaofang have star eyes at the same time, Ah Xiu is so amazing!

Tuya looked sideways, envious of people with good eloquence.

"That." The waiter said weakly, "Why don't I wait at the door, and after you discuss it, open the door and tell me?"

The waiter decisively retracted his head and disappeared into the serving window.

Yu Qian confessed to Shang Jia Luoxiu, and looked at Ye Zhaosheng with a curved line and hahad bitterly: "30% is already the lowest, and the other two chefs have opinions."

Ye Zhaosheng hugged Xiaofang and moved to Jia Luoxiu's side, his eyes wandered, but he didn't look at Yu Qian, he was as quiet as a chicken.

Yu Qian: "..." This kid doesn't seem to be all sweet and silly.

After all, I am just an impostor, struggling to make sense is enough, and it is impossible to really quarrel over interests that have nothing to do with myself, Yu Qian took the lead in giving in, pretending to be distressed: "Maximum 25%, no less .”

Galosh remained calm: "20."

"You!" Yu Qian took a deep breath: "22."

Galosh: "15."

The bottom line was lowered step by step in this way, Yu Qian hurriedly said: "Cheng Chengcheng, 20% is 20%, I will set up background permissions for you immediately!" Being an undercover agent like this is also very dedicated.

Jia Luoxiu accepted it when he saw it: "Thank you, Director Yu."

"I'm afraid of you guys." Yu Qian was operating the backstage, while admonishing, "I still have to say 50% to the outside world, don't make it too difficult for me."

Galosh shrugged incredulously.

Ye Zhaosheng nodded frantically honestly.

Yu Qian opened up the backstage permission and hurriedly left, fearing that if she stayed any longer, her character would collapse. After leaving the house, she did not forget to tell the waiter to reply to the guests, saying that she would be there in a while.

Seeing Yu Qian left and the door closed again, Ye Zhaosheng and Xiaofang cheered together.

Ye Zhaosheng: "Saved a lot of money!"

Xiaofang: "Make a lot of money!"

One big and one small said in unison: "Axiu is victorious (jitter)!"

Galoso laughed.

Excited, Ye Zhaosheng took out a piece of stewed pig's feet and chicken feet from the soup pot, put them in the small dish before, and brought them to the table in front of Galoxiu: "Axiu, eat first, I'm going to meet the guests Come back and eat beef noodles!"

Jia Luoxiu's surprised eyes swept over the pig's feet and chicken feet: "Okay." Adding the beef and marinated eggs before, how much stuff is stuffed in this pot? ?

"Kuku, let's go!" Ye Zhaosheng greeted Tuya.

Tuya put the knife back on the shelf, and turned her head with a cold face: "I'm a helper, so I won't go."

"But you are also responsible for the dishes." Ye Zhaosheng jumped over and hooked Tuya's neck, "Let's go, let's go, how can there be a chef without a helper, and support me."

Ye Zhaosheng took Tuya out, fearing that Jia Luoxiu would be bored by himself, so he left Xiaofang behind.

Xiaofang looked at Galoxiu, Galoxiu stared at Xiaofang, and the two looked at each other.

Xiaofang slowly covered the light screen with her metal hand: "【Shy.jpg】"

Jia Luoxiu looked back, picked up the chopsticks and brushed over the chicken feet, then the pig's feet, and finally caught a piece of beef.

……

Emerald restaurant dining area.

Qin Mochuan sat on the seat, leaning against the chair, clasped his hands on his stomach, his eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In front of him, the three dishes were wiped out, and the remaining side dishes that came with the restaurant remained untouched.

The waiter brought Ye Zhaosheng and Tuya over.

The light in Qin Mochuan's eyes gradually gathered, and he stood up.

"Hi, this is our Chef Ye." The waiter introduced Ye Zhaosheng, "And behind him is Chef Tubang."

It was the first time that Ye Zhaosheng was called that by someone, and he felt weird.

And Tuya, who was also called so for the first time, lost her eyes and entered a state of emptying.

There were guests around who noticed the movement here and cast veiled glances.

After all, Qin Mochuan was the first person to eat three shiny dishes (?), and now that two chefs are invited, it is hard not to associate them with those three dishes.

So, these two are the new chefs?

The guests were calm on the surface, but began to make evaluations in their hearts.How young, such a young gourmet transcendent, the food is really so delicious?

Or are those lights just sensationalism?

Wait, why bother with these issues after a meal?It's not that I don't have money, so I don't care what to do with so much, and it's nothing to add bills!

The wealthy customers went through their mental journey in a face-to-face meeting with Ye Zhaosheng, and finally decided to buy, buy, buy.

"Hello." Qin Mochuan clasped the corners of his clothes with both hands, inexplicably nervous: "I'll just say a few words, and I promise not to delay your work."

The waiter nodded to Ye Zhaosheng and Tuya, and left to do his own business.

Ye Zhaosheng asked directly: "Is there anything the guest can do for me?"

Feeling the scrutinizing gazes from around, Qin Mochuan pulled away the chair next to him: "Sit first, it's too conspicuous to stand in the dining area."

Ye Zhaosheng did not refuse, and sat down with Tuya.

"It's like this. Your dishes remind me of an old friend, and the things she cooks are so radiant." Qin Mochuan explained the reason, and then asked, "Are you the son of Hua Shiren?"

Ye Zhaosheng: "???"

The brain is running fast.

Hua Shiren is Aunt Hua, and Aunt Hua and Doctor Bai are lovers. If I am Aunt Hua's son... I am afraid that Doctor Bai will pull out a layer of skin with a smile!

"I'm not, how is it possible!" Ye Zhaosheng repeatedly denied, remembering the fear of being dominated by Baimian's needle.

Qin Mochuan was taken aback by Ye Zhaosheng's reaction, and asked cautiously, "Then you are Hua Shiren's disciple?"

Ye Zhaosheng blinked: "It doesn't count, but I did learn my cooking skills from her." After a pause, "If the guest wants to ask Aunt Hua, before I confirm that you really know each other, I won't ask you anything." I won't say it."

Qin Mochuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I should, I should say that I am an old friend, after all, I am just one of her diners."

Ye Zhaosheng remained silent.

The young man made it clear that he would not reveal more, so Qin Mochuan stopped asking more questions and got to the point: "I came to you because I actually wanted to ask you to cook a dish. The waiter should have told you about the terms of exchange."

Ye Zhaosheng nodded, thinking that Yu Qianwei won the reduced commission from Qin Mochuan's promotion, so he didn't refuse: "You can tell me the dish first, because I may not be able to cook it."

Qin Mochuan's lips trembled slightly, and he spoke slowly: "More than 20 years ago, Hua Shiren opened a night food restaurant in Niutou Lane in Huacheng. Because the location is too remote, the boss has a bad temper. The supply of dishes depends on the mood of the boss. Business Very poor."

Ye Zhaosheng: "??" I listen to your cooking, and you tell me about Aunt Hua's black history, be careful I will beat you.

"Although her skills are good and bad, it feels like she is practicing with diners like us, but if you go to eat, there is a small probability that you will eat glowing spiritual food. There are a few regular diners every day." Qin Mochuan immersed in his own memories In, "I am one of those diners.

However, my luck was very bad during that time, the company closed down, my salary was owed, and my girlfriend broke up, so most of the dishes I ate were relatively unpalatable. "

Ye Zhaosheng pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Tuya stared at the empty plate on the table with a focused expression.

"You may want to ask me, why do you still want to go when it's so unpalatable?" Qin Mochuan suddenly smiled slyly, "The cook can tell whether the food is good or not, and there is a rule in night food restaurants that if the food for the customer is not good enough , that meal can be free of bills. At that time, I was poor, and I was living on the free bill of one meal a day."

"Until later, the arrears of wages did not come back, the rented house also expired, and a new job has not been found, so I can only live under the flyover." Qin Mochuan sighed, "I don't know if Boss Hua did it on purpose. , the food in those few days became more and more unpalatable day by day."

"Finally one day, I couldn't hold on any longer, maybe the big cities really didn't have a place for me."

"I'm ashamed to say it, but I had a dream since I was a child, that is, to be a food critic who eats all over the world, because I have a golden tongue with a keen sense of taste."

Qin Mochuan smiled bitterly, and continued: "But when everything is piled up, when I know that even if I have a food reviewer qualification certificate, the lowest level of food competition judges must have a way to enter the primary selection, I collapsed I called my mom and told her I decided to give up my dream and leave the city."

Ye Zhaosheng and Tuya were silent, acting as listeners very well.

The music in the restaurant is soothing and flowing. It is the peak time of dining time. The first wave of guests who have witnessed the glowing dishes are almost gone, and no one who ordered Ye Zhaosheng's signature dishes will appear again. The painting style of the dining area is normal.

The conversation at Qin Mochuan's table did not attract anyone's attention.

"Then, uncle, did you really leave?" Ye Zhaosheng asked, listening so intently that he even forgot the guest's address.

Qin Mochuan shook his head, and parted his mouth: "Before I left, I went to Hua Shiren's night food shop to have my last meal, and it was the only spiritual food during that time."

Ye Zhaosheng opened his eyes wide: "Wow, uncle, your luck is about to change!"

Qin Mochuan seemed to be crying but not crying, with a half smile but not a smile: "I don't know, but on the second day, I did receive the wages recovered by the Labor Arbitration Bureau, and the post of food reporter who hadn't responded for a long time also notified me to join the job. "

Ye Zhaosheng was happy for Qin Mochuan: "This is not super, you can stay in Huacheng."

"But at that time I had already decided to give up." Qin Mochuan was melancholy.

Ye Zhaosheng asked strangely, "But aren't you realizing your dream now?"

Tuya finally pulled his gaze back from the empty plate and looked at Qin Mochuan.

Qin Mochuan: "Yes, because I received the salary, I went to the night restaurant again that night, and decided to pay off the meal before leaving."

"Then." Qin Mochuan said with a strange expression, "I ate another spiritual meal, the same clear soup egg noodles as the night before."

Ye Zhaosheng: "Aunt Hua made you egg noodles for two nights?"

Qin Mochuan nodded: "And the taste of the noodles is exactly the same as that made by my mother. If it wasn't for the shiny surface, I almost thought it was my mother's handicraft."

Ye Zhaosheng: "Did you leave Huacheng on the third day?"

"No, I cried while eating that bowl of noodles." Qin Mochuan said with red eyes, "I suddenly realized that if I really give up and go back to my hometown town, my dream may never come true for the rest of my life. There Without the opportunities, pathways and upward channels of a big city, if I go back, I may be trapped in a small town for the rest of my life.”

"You are still young, so you don't understand that feeling of powerlessness." Qin Mochuan looked at his hands, "My father passed away when I was very young, and it was my mother who raised me up alone."

"When I first graduated, I thought that although I couldn't make any money, I could save some money after a few years, and I would always be closer to my dream. Then I could buy a house with a mortgage and get married with my girlfriend who had been dating for four years. My mother took it and enjoyed it."

"But the reality is always cruel." Qin Mochuan smiled bitterly, "Even thinking about it now, that time still makes me feel desperate."

Ye Zhaosheng didn't know how to comfort this uncle who was immersed in memories, so he could only change the subject and distract him: "What you want me to make is egg noodles in clear soup, right?"

Qin Mochuan struggled to pick up his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes. After that transfer, I expanded my network through the career of a food reporter, became a food reviewer, and further developed through Chaobo. made."

"It's just that it was three years later, and Huashiren has also changed from a night food shop owner to a chef king." Qin Mochuan lowered his voice again, "By the time I thought about going back to pick my mother to come to Huacheng, she had already worked hard. The lumbar spine was dislocated, and I was lying on the bed and couldn't move."

"My aunt is usually taking care of her. In the past three years, I called back, but she didn't mention it to me once." Qin Mochuan covered his face, his voice choked, "After I rushed back, it was less than half a month She left, and no one will make me egg noodles anymore."

Ye Zhaosheng: "Sorry."

Tuya lowered her eyes.

Qin Mochuan paused for a while and continued the topic: "I should be the one who should be sorry, I'm sorry to have made you a tree hole once."

"After so many years, I have traveled all over the world and eaten delicious food all over the world. I never thought that what I miss the most is the bowl of egg noodles in clear soup." Qin Mochuan looked at Ye Zhaosheng with a cautious and expectant look, "Your craftsmanship Can inheriting from Hua Shiren fulfill my wish?"

Ye Zhaosheng was silent, and said after a while, "Sorry, I can't make the noodles you want."