Chapter 155

At 11 o'clock sharp, Huang Ji restaurant opened to receive guests.

Of course, if there is no situation where it is full and needs to queue on weekdays, it is not impossible for you to come in and sit at 10:30.

Anyway, no matter what time you come in, you have to wait until 11:10 to order.

At 11:08, Qian Zhongheng's family, who had booked table 6 in advance, arrived at his loyal Huang Ji restaurant.

Qian Zhongheng's son and daughter-in-law were still asking for leave to come to eat.

The son was still a bit dissatisfied and didn't understand.

"Dad, why do you have to ask me and Yuanyuan to ask for leave to come to eat at noon again today. The reason I asked for leave yesterday was that you were hospitalized and wanted to send you food at noon, today again, the leader asked me why your illness is not good yet. Tomorrow really can't let me ask for leave again, it will be exposed if I ask again." The son complained dissatisfiedly.

"I invite you to eat and you are not happy, how much money is deducted for your hour, do you know how much that table of food was yesterday?" Qian Zhongheng didn't even throw a look at his son, lowered his head to send a message to Qin Huai to tell Qin Huai that his family had arrived.

The son stopped talking.

"Your dad has delicious food and doesn't forget you." The old partner Bai Xiujuan served as a mouthpiece, "Do you remember Grandpa Wang?"

The son shook his head: "Which Grandpa Wang?"

"Your dad's old colleague, who came to attend your wedding back then, hasn't been in touch for many years, suddenly found your dad on WeChat a while ago to ask for Zheng Da's WeChat."

The son nodded: "Oh, I know, Grandpa Wang came to Gusu? Then there is no need to invite him to eat at noon, is it the same to invite him in the evening."

Bai Xiujuan couldn't stand her son's weird brain circuit, and said speechlessly: "It's your Grandpa Wang's friend who came to Gusu, and people invited us to eat things."

The son understood a little: "Then there is no need to call me and Yuanyuan, you and Dad eat, just take Mengmeng."

Bai Xiujuan: "...... Why do you answer so fast? Listen to me finish! Your Grandpa Wang's friend is the new pastry chef who came to Huang Ji yesterday."

Son:!!!

Grandpa Wang actually has such a good friend!

At this moment, the son only felt very ashamed.

Ashamed, Grandpa Wang came to attend his wedding from thousands of miles away back then, he hasn't been in touch with Grandpa Wang for so many years, and didn't go to Grandpa Wang's house to pay a New Year's greeting during the New Year.

He must go to pay a New Year's greeting to Grandpa Wang by high-speed rail to plane this year!

"People Chef Qin have heart, saying that thanks to your dad's help introducing Zheng Da to know him, he will come to Huang Ji to communicate today. People specifically want to make pastries that are not on the menu for your dad to eat today, your dad thought of you and specifically called you over, and you are still complaining here, really raised you to be so big in vain."

"If you are unhappy, go back to work now."

The son hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face: "Mom, how could it be? How could I complain? I know you and Dad are best to me, thinking of us first for any good things, I will pay for today's lunch, Dad's pension is left for next week to come to Huang Ji to eat!"

Then the son stopped talking, sitting in his seat happily, rubbing his hands excitedly.

On the other side, Huang Anyao, who had been squatting at the kitchen door watching the customers in the lobby, also ran back the first time, telling Qin Huai that the customers at table 6 had arrived.

Qin Huai was brushing the 3rd apple noodle fruit.

He prepared to make 12 apple noodle fruits, 6 for Qian Zhongheng's family, 3 for Huang Anyao, 3 for Huang Jia. Make Qian Zhongheng's family's 6 first, the remaining 6 can wait until after 1 o'clock to make, before 1 o'clock is working time and cannot relax for too long, in these 3 hours, Qin Huai also has to make several batches of steamed buns and shaobing.

When brushing noodle fruits, Qin Huai also glanced at the dishes ordered by Qian Zhongheng's family.

Didn't order pastries, ordered three hot dishes that are considered signature dishes, the amount of dishes is not large, it is estimated that they specifically left an appetite to eat pastries.

The customers of the restaurant order, the kitchen can hear the prompt sound of ordering.

Ding, mainly to remind the chef who is picking up the load not to miss the order.

At the same time, the waiter will also remind through the intercom.

From 11:10, the prompt sound has not stopped.

Qin Huai can roughly see from the walking speed of the helper and the frequency of packing steamed buns that the first batch of orders are basically steamed buns and shaobing.

Qin Huai couldn't help it, went out and took a look.

Good guy, the errand brother is already sitting at the door.

These customers really call errands.

However, this situation didn't last too long. The ding-ding-ding sound popped from 11:10 to 11:17 and didn't pop much anymore. Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it wasn't as exaggerated as yesterday.

Today's assembly line can see a little head.

Good thing.

Qin Huai continued to focus on brushing noodle fruits.

11:22, 6 apple noodle fruits were born perfectly.

If a lifelike apple noodle fruit is already very eye-catching, then 6 apple noodle fruits are placed in a row, and there is no chef in the kitchen who can not look at it. Each noodle fruit is different.

Even if the chef can make the dough the same size and the shape pinched is similar, it is very difficult to control the expansion to be exactly the same during the steaming process, especially this kind of pure handmade one also needs to wrap filling.

6 noodle fruits that are not exactly the same are placed in a plate, looking at first glance really like a plate of apple fruit plate.

At this time, if someone who doesn't know the situation enters the kitchen and wants to eat apples, they might really go over and take one and want to take a bite.

Qin Huai signaled the noodle fruits to be served.

The waiter carried the noodle fruits towards table 6.

Many customers saw it, but no one cared, at most just glanced at it and muttered in their hearts which table of customers is so boring to order 6 apples, and didn't let the kitchen cut it, cut it into a fruit plate.

Are there apples on Huang Ji's menu?

Forget it, it's not important, eating steamed buns is important.

Qian Zhongheng's family also saw it, and didn't care, the son also said very playfully to make up for his complaints when he first came: "Dad, look, someone came to Huang Ji to order apples!"

Then the son saw the waiter walking towards their table, stopping in front of him, serving dishes.

Son:?

"Beauty, this is not what we ordered, right? Or does your shop send apples for lunch today." The son was a bit bewildered.

"This is the apple noodle fruit made by Chef Qin, please enjoy." The waiter left with a smile.

The son didn't understand at all, didn't understand what noodle fruit is, looked at the apples in the plate with very clear eyes full of question marks, and reached out to take it directly.

"What noodle fruit, isn't this app... eh?!"

The son was stunned.

A bit couldn't believe his eyes, blinked hard a few times, and then couldn't believe his hands, pinched hard.

The apple noodle fruit was instantly deformed.

The son was so scared that he hurriedly let go.

No one spoke, everyone at the table was stunned.

Ma Yuan's first reaction was to take out her mobile phone to take pictures.

Mengmeng praised her own father very supportively after being stunned for a few seconds: "Dad pinched the apple wrinkled! So much strength!"

After Ma Yuan finished taking pictures, she searched for what noodle fruit is and read it to the whole family, Qian Zhongheng clicked his tongue in wonder after hearing it, and picked up one himself and put it in his hand.

At this moment, the noodle fruit is still warm.

"If you don't touch it with your hands, who would believe this is made of dough." Qian Zhongheng sighed, "I have lived for more than 60 years, and I have gained knowledge."

Qian Zhongheng was still sighing, the son was already eating.

I saw him take a bite, instantly widened his eyes, his eyeballs seemed to be about to jump out of his eye sockets, and exclaimed loudly: "Dad, this noodle fruit is apple flavored!"

"My God, it tastes like an apple!"

As soon as this remark came out, the son instantly became the focus of the whole audience, even the seven or eight customers who had just entered Huang Ji and the new errand brother looked at him.

The customers who just came in were going to the private room on the 2nd floor, headed by a middle-aged man who looked like 40 or 50 years old, wearing a big logo clothes, and you knew he was very rich just by looking at the line.

The rich customer stood still, his old-flowered eyes staring at the noodle fruit that Qian Zhongheng's son took a bite of.

Others saw him suddenly stop, patted him: "Gong Datou, aren't you going to the 2nd floor? Why, do you want to sit in the lobby today?"

Gong Liang Gong Datou looked for another two seconds, didn't answer, and was furious.

"Apple noodle fruit!"

"I just said this Zheng Da must be lying to me, saying that he connected with Old Huang to lie to me together! What new pastry chef, he is just top-shifting at Huang Ji, I ordered so many pastries for him yesterday that he was scared, afraid that I would order so many today."

"No, I have to call Old Huang."

"I have to give me two apple noodle fruits at noon today."

"This matter can't be solved without two apple noodle fruits!"

Much better, come one more

Forgot to thank the alliance leader for the reward in the title, sorry, my dear alliance leader, thank you in the next chapter.

(End of chapter)