Chapter 1311

Wang Bing, who was running around looking, turned around and said loudly: "I want one too!"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Okay, you sleep in the living room. The living room is yours. Don't get into my bed."

Wang Bing was dumbfounded, ran over and hugged Wang Xiaoming's thigh: "I want to sleep with Uncle!"

Liu Hao teased him: "No, I want to sleep with your uncle, and you sleep with your uncle!"

Wang Bing looked at him with a troubled face. Uncle Mouse had just bought a toy for himself. Should he give Abo to him?

Wang Xiaoming said from the side: "Uncle Mouse is teasing you. He doesn't live in our house."

Liu Hao touched his nose: "Isn't it okay to come to your place for a night occasionally?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Okay, warmly welcome!"

Wang Xiaoming roughly tidied up the house. Bedding rolls and other items could not be moved in until night. He looked at the time and saw that it was already after four o'clock: "Mouse, I have to go back to the store and start working on dinner."

"Okay, you can go back first. The water heater will be delivered soon. I'll wait for someone to install it." Liu Haozheng was holding a rag to help with the cleaning.

Wang Xiaoming said: "Okay, you can come over for dinner tonight."

"I'll go there when I'm done."

This house is only ten minutes' walk from Wang Xiaoming's hotel, which is indeed very convenient. If you drive, you can get there in a few minutes. After Wang Xiaoming went back, he told Yang Ming about the house and praised Liu Hao: "I just said, I can rest assured that the rat will do his job. You will definitely like the house too. Let you choose the bedroom first. He will come over for dinner in the evening, give it to him Save some shrimp, he loves it."

Yang Ming was noncommittal, frowned and said to the two newcomers who were choosing vegetables: "What the hell are you two doing! I asked you to pick leeks, where are the leeks?"

Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang, who were listening to the gossip, looked at the green onions in their hands and stammered: "Isn't this?"

Yang Ming said to Wang Xiaoming: "Teach them well. They are as good as onions and leeks, and they still want to become my teacher. Don't waste everyone's time as soon as possible!"

Although Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang were not good at studies, they were pampered at home. They did not touch Yangchun water with their fingers and did not hold the oil bottle when it was poured. It was strange that they could distinguish leeks from green onions. At this time, they could not help but whisper when they heard Yang Ming lose his temper. Shrinking his neck.

Wang Xiaoming thought this was not unusual. Most young people of this age have never experienced hardship. There are a few who know how to cook: "Come on, let me teach you. This one with flat leaves is a leek, and this one with a round leaf is a green onion." …”

Zhang Yiwei found an excuse to go to the toilet and ran outside to make a phone call: "Brother Hong, Officer Liu is coming to Haibawang for dinner tonight."

There was a chuckle from the other side: "Okay, I understand."

With the arrival of two new workers, Wang Xiaoming's job has become much easier. At least he doesn't have to worry about handing out plates and serving food. These two can also help with washing vegetables, collecting dishes, and taking orders. Although the two younger brothers work They are not very proactive, but they are very smart. They often hang out on the street and know how to talk to people and talk to ghosts, which is more than enough to entertain guests.

Wang Xiaoming was able to take time out to watch Yang Ming cook. It is not enough to learn cooking by yourself. You have to be taught by someone and practice diligently. Watching Yang Ming cook is the best teaching example. If you don’t understand something, just ask. Yang Ming has little patience with others, but he still answers Wang Xiaoming’s questions. Wang Xiaoming feels that being Yang Ming’s boss is not bad, at least he has This is a privilege.

At around seven o'clock, the store was at its busiest time again. Liu Hao came over. This time he was the only one. When he arrived, he went straight to the kitchen: "Xiao Ming, do you want me to help you with the cashier? Hey, Zhang Yiwei, why are you here? Zhao Xiaoyang is here too?"

Wang Xiaoming took off his satchel and handed it to Liu Hao: "Please help me. They are new apprentices."

Liu Hao nodded and said: "That's how it should be. Don't neglect your job at a young age, but learn well. Learn more about cooking from Yang Ming, and you will have no worries about eating and drinking in the future."

Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang both nodded: "Yes, Officer Liu."

Seeing that these two boys were very obedient, Liu Hao nodded with satisfaction. Wang Xiaoming said, "Mouse, I'll let Yang Ming cook for you now. I left shrimps for you. What else do you want to eat?"

Liu Hao waved his hand: "Don't bother Yang Ming. I also like to eat what you cook. Anything is fine. I can't eat too much."

Wang Xiaoming became happy: "If you don't mind it, then I'll cook it for you." Since Yang Ming came, no one wants to eat the dishes Wang Xiaoming cooks. It's not that his cooking is not delicious. There are better choices. Who would? Just eat normal food.

Liu Hao nodded: "Okay, I'll go out first."

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and made Liu Hao a beef curry that he had just learned from Yang Ming. Then he took out the fresh shrimps and boiled them in boiling water. People on the beach eat seafood, as long as the raw materials are fresh enough. Everyone likes boiling and steaming, because this way the original flavor of the seafood can be preserved to the greatest extent.

He prepared the sauce and was about to take it out, but Yang Ming stopped him: "Wait!"

Wang Xiaoming stopped and looked at Yang Ming. Yang Ming took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of curry beef and put it into his mouth: "Okay, give it to me."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said: "It's for mice, not for guests. He won't be too picky. He will eat whatever I do."

When Yang Ming heard this, he glanced at Wang Xiaoming and said, "I'm just checking how well you are doing."

Wang Xiaoming asked with a smile: "Master, how about the beef curry I made?"

Yang Ming said: "The curry taste is a bit strong, the beef is not marinated for enough time, and it is not tender enough."

When Wang Xiaoming heard what he said, he took a piece and put it into his mouth: "I ate it very well. Master, you are too demanding. But famous teachers make great disciples, thank you! I will work hard." He said Got the food and went out.

Liu Hao and Wang Bing were sitting behind the front desk, biting their ears and whispering something unknown, with smiles on their faces. Wang Xiaoming walked over: "Would you like to find a table to sit down at?"

Liu Hao pointed to the table at the front: "Put it here. Why should I occupy a table by myself? The guests can't wait. Whatever you made, it smells so good."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Try the beef curry I just learned today. Yang Ming said it's not flavorful because it hasn't been marinated long enough."

Liu Hao picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, then extended his thumb: "It's delicious! Xiao Ming, is this your first time making it? You have a bright future. You will definitely be a famous chef in the future."

Wang Xiaoming was elated by the praise: "Then you should eat more."

Liu Hao said: "You don't want to eat anymore?"

"No, we've already eaten." Restaurant owners are like this. They avoid peak customer flow. They usually have dinner around five o'clock in the afternoon. If they are busy and get hungry later, they can have a snack after closing. Eat at night.