"Hiss! It smells so good!"
The few diners left in the restaurant couldn't help but twitch their noses.
“This is red fried pork!”
"Oh my god, this braised pork is absolutely amazing. Just looking at the color, you can tell it's delicious!"
"I feel like Meng Yao's cooking skills are even better than Lao Yu's!"
"Of course, Mr. Meng said it before, Meng Yao has the best talent!"
Among the diners, there are regular customers of Xijiekou Restaurant.
They have been eating here for more than ten years and are very familiar with several generations of chefs, including Mr. Meng and Yu Xingwang.
Mr. Meng’s cooking skills are definitely the best.
Yu Xingwang is a little bit worse, but he is also a great chef.
Meng Yao, this girl, has helped out in restaurants in the past, but mostly just helping out or helping to mix the stuffing.
This is the first time I’ve actually cooked.
Then, several regular customers were amazed.
Whether a dish is delicious or not depends on its color, aroma and taste.
The color is bright, the aroma is rich, and the taste is so delicious that you can linger for three days.
Real gourmets can sometimes judge a dish just by looking at the knife skills and color.
Meng Yao's cooking skills, at least when it comes to braised pork, are better than Yu Xingwang's, and even Grandpa Meng's!
"Meng Yao really does come from a family of learning!"
"Master Gu is the real culinary expert. He knows Meng Yao's cooking skills and doesn't care if she's an 'apprentice' or not."
Among the regular customers, those who had a good relationship with the Meng family couldn't help but take the opportunity to make a sarcastic remark.
His word "apprentice" was like a slap in the face of the hotel manager.
The waiter was surprised and a little embarrassed.
She really didn't know that Meng Yao's cooking skills were so good.
Working in a restaurant for many years, even if you can't cook, you can still learn to taste.
The waiters have all tasted the cooking of Yu Xingwang and the new chef.
Meng Yao's braised pork has not been eaten yet, but in terms of color and aroma alone, it surpasses the other two.
As a result, such a skilled chef was treated as an apprentice in their restaurant. She was only asked to do odd jobs and was not allowed to touch the stove at all!
This, this——
It's really embarrassing!
Meng Yao didn't notice the reactions of the people around her. With obvious lack of confidence, she personally brought the dishes to Gu Qingcheng.
"Hmm! It tastes good! It's worthy of being the heir of Meng's cuisine!"
Gu Qingcheng was not stingy with the praise.
She picked up the clapper and called out to everyone, "Brother! All of you, use the clappers!"
"Hey! Eat!"
Brother Gu responded dully.
In fact, ever since he entered the West Street Restaurant, he felt like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Gu Qingcheng's "domineering" move just now made Brother Gu stunned.
My sister is so arrogant that she dares to show off in such a big state-owned restaurant.
Brother Gu has never eaten in a state-owned restaurant, but he has been to the supply and marketing cooperative and the department store.
Wow, those sales clerks are more arrogant than each other.
You spend your own money and still ask others for things.
This restaurant is the same as a department store, and the waiters should be similar to the sales clerks!
But my own sister——
Brother Gu was so frightened and impressed that he was completely stunned.
When he heard Gu Qingcheng's shouting, his brain had not yet reacted, but he responded obediently and took the quick piece.
Several apprentices were much calmer than Brother Gu. They were all young people and grew up in the city.
Possessing the confidence and pride given by the growing environment.
They are very respectful in front of Gu Qingcheng because they respect their master and are eager to learn skills.
As for the others, as long as the master gave the order, they cared less and less.
"eat!"
“Try it!”
"Oh, my uncle works in a restaurant, so I've tasted the cooking of many chefs, but this dish is really good!"
"Haha, this is pork belly, it's meat! It's so oily, it tastes good no matter how you cook it!"
The apprentices were holding choppers, picking up food quickly and discussing happily.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became lively.
And when everyone except Gu Qingcheng took a bite of the braised pork, their expressions changed.
They no longer bothered to talk and waved their guns quickly.
The speed was so fast that an afterimage appeared in the air.
"Oh, don't grab it! Don't grab it!"
"Jianjun, you're so filthy! I only ate one piece, and you've already eaten three!"
"Don't fight over it! There's only one piece left, leave it to the master!"
Several young men, including Brother Gu, were all scrambling for it.
Gu Qingcheng watched with a smile, seeing the plates being cleared in an instant. Even the soup was used by a few quick-eyed apprentices to dip the steamed buns. Then she turned to Meng Yao and said, "Make another one!"
Meng Yao: ...
She was a little dazed, staring blankly at the scene of people scrambling for things.
Deep in my heart, I felt a faint sense of accomplishment.
I don’t seem to be that bad.
Everyone likes the dishes I cook very much.
"Yes! Xiao Meng, go make another one!"
The hotel manager said to Meng Yao with a smile, holding back the saliva that was secreted from his mouth.
This was the first time he smiled at Meng Yao since he came to this restaurant.
Meng Yao was dazed for a moment.
"Meng Yao, didn't you hear what the manager said? Go make another one!"
The waiter pushed Meng Yao angrily.
Her attitude towards Meng Yao was still bad, but inexplicably, Meng Yao saw something different in her expression.
There is disdain, but also admiration!
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