Chapter 1304

The lucky person took the first sip of the soup first, and many pairs of eyes stared at it: "How is it?"

The soup drinker closed his eyes with satisfaction, then opened them: "It's more authentic than my grandma's soup, it's so delicious!"

Someone immediately called out: "Waiter, bring some soup to our table too."

"We want it too!"

"This way, this way, and this way!"

All of a sudden everyone started to add soup, and the waiter had to serve dishes and add orders. She was not yet proficient in the business, so she was a little overwhelmed. There's nothing I can do about it. As I get older, my reactions aren't as quick as those of young people. But there's nothing I can do about it. There's not enough manpower. However, Wang Xiaoming has already explained it to everyone, and everyone understands that although Auntie is not professional yet, she is enthusiastic enough. The most important thing is that the best food is the most sincere service.

The stir-fried vegetables are finally out of the pot, and Yang Ming's skills are really impressive. The most ordinary home-cooked dishes are plated as beautifully as if they were participating in a food competition. In fact, he didn't even bother to arrange the dishes. He just used a spoon to place the meat and vegetable dishes just right. The colors were also extremely bright, and the color and flavor of the food were at least already present in the first two.

The first dish that came out was shrimps with walnuts. The pink shrimps were supported by emerald green broccoli and garnished with brown walnuts. Everyone stretched their necks and waited eagerly for the dishes to be delivered to their tables. The waiter aunt carried the dishes and went to table No. 5. All eyes were fixed on table No. 5. What a lucky guy!

Some people shouted dissatisfied: "How come it's theirs and our food?" The situation was like children in a kindergarten waiting for their aunt to distribute food, or like a baby bird waiting for feeding with its mouth open, chirping, not to mention how fun it was. .

The waitress smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, the master is frying it and will be here soon."

Wang Xiaoming heard the noise outside in the kitchen and turned to look at Yang Ming, who was stirring the pot with great ease. Suddenly he remembered the movie "The God of Cookery" he watched a long time ago. He felt that Yang Ming looked a bit like the God of Cookery. He was so handsome.

Yang Ming turned around and saw Wang Xiaoming looking at him, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Xiaoming quickly concealed his smile: "I see you are so good at taking the blame, and I wonder when I can take the blame."

"Practice more. The food is ready, let's serve it." Yang Ming put the food on the plate smoothly.

Wang Xiaoming hurried over, took the dish over, and put it on the counter: "Auntie, serve, the Shacha beef from table three." The beef on the plate was wrapped in Shacha sauce, thick and juicy, and full of flavor. , exuding a strong fragrance, Wang Xiaoming resisted the urge to reach out and grab it, took a sip of saliva, and quickly turned around to chop vegetables.

During the period before the opening, apart from doing business, Wang Xiaoming spent the rest of his time practicing knife skills, because Yang Ming said that knife skills are the prerequisite for good food, and only good-cut dishes can make the best-looking and most delicious dishes. The dishes come. Wang Xiaoming knew that Yang Ming wanted to formally teach him how to cook, so he was very concerned about it. He spent a lot of effort on it every day. Now he can cut it in a decent way. Although he can't keep up with Yang Ming's, he said he can barely do it. It works.

Yang Ming said: "You can make these two vegetables, garlic cabbage and bean sprouts in soup."

"Oh, okay." Wang Xiaoming was a little excited. Was he going to start cooking? He thought Yang Ming wouldn't let him use the shovel for the time being.

"Be careful and pay attention to the heat." Regarding work matters, Yang Ming was completely rude and acted businesslike.

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming quickly turned on the pot and started boiling water to blanch the cabbage.

Wang Xiaoming finished thickening the thin gravy, poured it on the cabbage sum, and took the plate to place it on the counter. Yang Ming stopped him: "Wait a minute." Then he dipped his chopsticks into some of the cabbage soup, put it in his mouth, and then nodded to indicate that it was ready.

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, this master is so harsh! I could see it during teaching. He was completely meticulous and picky. He cut dozens of carrots into pieces. Although he could remove the carrot smell, after eating it, Wang Bing didn't even want to taste it, and Yang Ming didn't even want to taste it. He was willing to eat it, but Wang Xiaoming was reluctant to throw it away. He would suffer internal injuries after eating it alone! I feel bad when I see carrots again.

Yang Ming was cooking very fast, and the aunt serving the dishes was a little busy. Wang Xiaoming also took the time to help deliver the dishes a few times. The guests outside were eating enthusiastically, and when they saw him coming out, they all greeted him warmly: "Wang Boss, you have such good craftsmanship, but you still hide it and only bring it out now, it’s so boring.”

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "As you know, I couldn't afford to open a store originally, but I was forced to have no choice but to hurry up and get it on the shelves, so I opened a store like this. If it's delicious, everyone will come and support it."

"I don't think there's any need to support me. I guess I have to make a reservation in advance, otherwise I'll have to drink the northwest wind outside like those guys outside." Someone said with a smile.

Only then did Wang Xiaoming realize that there were many cars parked outside. They were regular customers who had arrived late and had no seats, so they had to wait outside. He hurriedly ran out: "I'm sorry for the indifference. It's my first time opening a store and I have no experience. I'm really sorry to make everyone wait outside."

The guest smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do if we don't wait outside. Why don't we go in and watch those guys eat?"

Wang Xiaoming quickly asked the aunts to move out the extra stools for the guests to sit and bask in the sun. He also made tea for everyone to drink: "Everyone, please wait a moment. There will be free seats later. If you can't wait, you can come back in the evening." "

"Can you get a seat if you come here tonight? You've already come, so just wait." These gourmets smelled the aroma of the house right outside the door, and they were so greedy that they were not willing to wait until night to come back. .

Someone said: "Boss Wang, you have to make a phone reservation. We can book a table in advance for dinner in the future, so we don't have to wait like this."

Wang Xiaoming nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, that's what we should do. Everyone, just wait."

He ran back, found a piece of red paper, and asked Wang Bing, who was playing alone in front, for a watercolor pen, and wrote a few words, "Our ordering phone number is 181********", and then put Paper is taped to the wall next to the door.

The big guy laughed when he saw it: "Boss Wang, you are too frugal. At least get a business card."

Wang Xiaoming clasped his hands in his fists and smiled: "I really didn't think about it well. I'll prepare these later. You can remember my number first and call me if you need it. I can reserve a table for you in advance." He entered. After entering the room, I told the guests in the room again, asking everyone to remember the order number.

Someone laughed and said, "Boss, do you deliver food?"