The chubby chef looked at the middle-aged male manager with a bitter expression: "This wild yellowfin seabream is already rare and precious, you know that, manager."
"Shut up!"
"What am I supposed to say to you?"
"well!"
The middle-aged male manager, who had poked the fat chef's forehead hard, was now frowning deeply, looking extremely agitated and panicked.
Because Mr. Li's birthday banquet is about to begin.
Tonight, if Huifu Hotel cannot provide a main course that satisfies Mr. Li...
That would be a huge problem!
Where are they?
So, after scanning the kitchen around, the middle-aged male manager glared at the fat chef.
"people?"
"Manager, who is it?"
The chubby chef scratched his head with a suspicious look on his face.
"It's that young man who said he could help us solve our problem the day before yesterday."
The middle-aged male manager angrily shouted, "Where is he? How exactly does he plan to help us solve this?!"
"I don't know, he hasn't arrived yet."
The chubby chef turned his greasy, round head, looking around with a bewildered expression.
"You knew he didn't come?"
"Go find it for me right now."
"Bang!"
Enraged, the middle-aged male manager kicked the fat chef hard in the buttocks: "If you can't find it, you don't need to come back!"
"oh."
"I'll go find it right away, right away."
The chubby chef, who had been sprayed in the face with spittle by the middle-aged male manager, hurriedly left the kitchen.
"Hey, Brother Song."
"You've come at the perfect time!"
At the alley entrance, Lin Sen, riding his old bicycle, arrived at the kitchen and waved to the chubby chef with a smile: "Come and give me a hand, carry these ingredients into the kitchen!"
"Oh, okay, sure!"
Upon seeing Lin Sen suddenly appear, the chubby chef, looking excited, rushed to Lin Sen's side and helped him carry the two sacks of crayfish into the kitchen.
What dish are you planning to cook?
At this moment, the middle-aged male manager who hurriedly came out to greet him looked at Lin Sen suspiciously.
"That's it."
Lin Sen opened the sack and took out a lively crayfish waving its claws.
"What? A little shrimp?"
"You're going to make this the main course?"
Looking at the crayfish in Lin Sen's hand, the middle-aged male manager immediately frowned, his eyes filled with intense suspicion as he stared at Lin Sen: "It's edible!?"
"Are you kidding me!"
The middle-aged male manager glared angrily at Lin Sen.
He felt that Lin Sen was deliberately playing a trick on him!
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