Chapter 153 Surprise At 11 o'clock sharp, Huangji Restaurant opened to receive guests. Of course, if there are no queues during normal working days, it is not impossible for you to come in and sit down at 10:30. Anyway, no matter what time you come in, you have to wait until 11:10 to place your order. At 11:08, Qian Zhongheng’s family, who had reserved table 6 in advance, arrived at his loyal Huangji Restaurant. Qian Zhongheng's son and daughter-in-law still asked for leave to come over for dinner. The son is still a little dissatisfied and does not understand. "Dad, why did Yuanyuan and I have to ask for leave to come over for dinner today at noon? The reason I asked for leave yesterday was that you were in the hospital and I had to send you a meal at noon. Today, my boss asked me why your illness hasn't healed yet. I really can’t ask for leave tomorrow, otherwise I’ll be exposed,” my son complained dissatisfied. "You're not happy if I treat you to dinner. How much money did you deduct for that hour? Do you know how much the meal was yesterday?" Qian Zhongheng didn't even look at his son, but lowered his head and sent a message to Qin Huai. Qin Huai's own family has arrived. The son stopped talking.
"Your dad has something delicious to eat and he won't forget you." His wife Bai Xiujuan acted as the mouthpiece, "Uncle Wang, do you still remember?" The son shook his head: "Which Uncle Wang?" "Your dad's old colleague came to your wedding back then, but I haven't contacted him for many years. Some time ago, he suddenly asked your dad on WeChat for Zheng Da's WeChat ID." The son then nodded: "Oh, you know, Uncle Wang has come to Gusu? Then there is no need to treat him to dinner at noon. Isn't it the same as treating him in the evening?" Bai Xiujuan couldn't stand her son's weird thinking, and said speechlessly: "It's your uncle Wang's friend who came to Suzhou, and they invited us to eat." The son understood a little bit: "There's no need to call me Yuanyuan, just you and Dad can eat, and bring Mengmeng with you." Bai Xiujuan: "...Why did you answer so quickly? Listen to me! Your Uncle Wang's friend is Huang Ji's new dim sum chef yesterday." son:! ! Uncle Wang actually has such a good friend! At this moment, my son felt very ashamed. It's a shame that Uncle Wang traveled thousands of miles to attend his wedding in person. He didn't contact Uncle Wang for so many years and didn't go to Uncle Wang's house to pay New Year's greetings. This year he will definitely take the high-speed train and transfer to a plane to pay Uncle Wang a happy New Year! "Master Qin is very considerate and said that thanks to your father's help in introducing Zheng Da to him, he came to Huangji today to communicate. Today, he specially made snacks that couldn't be made according to the recipe for your father to eat. Your father was thinking about you, so he came to Huangji today. You called me here specifically and you are still complaining here, it is really a waste of time to raise you to this age. " "If you're unhappy, go back to work now." The son quickly squeezed out a smile: "Mom, how could it be? How could I complain? I know that you and Dad are the best to me. If you have any good things, they will think of us first. I will pay for today's lunch. I’ll save my dad’s pension and come back for **** next week!” Then the son stopped talking, sat happily on his seat, and rubbed his hands excitedly. On the other side, Huang Anyao, who had been squatting at the door of the kitchen to watch the guests in the hall, also ran back immediately and told Qin Huai that the guests at table 6 had arrived. Qin Huai is brushing the third apple noodle. He planned to make 12 apple noodles, 6 for Qian Zhongheng's family, 3 for Huang Anyao, and 3 for Huang Jia. Make the 6 pieces of Qian Zhongheng's family first, and the remaining 6 can wait until after 1 o'clock. Before 1 o'clock, it is working time and you can't relax for too long. Qin Huai has to make a few more batches in these 3 hours. As for the steamed buns and sesame seed cakes.
While brushing the noodles and fruits, Qin Huai took a look at the dishes ordered by Qian Zhongheng's family. I didn't order snacks, but ordered three hot dishes that are considered signature dishes. The portions were not large, so I guess I was deliberately saving my appetite for snacks. When patrons of the restaurant place orders, the order prompt can be heard in the kitchen. The ding sound is mainly to remind the chef not to miss an order. At the same time, the waiter will also remind you through the intercom. Since 11:10, the beep has not stopped. Qin Huai could roughly tell from the walking speed of the helpers and the frequency of loading steamed buns that the first batch of orders were basically steamed buns and sesame cakes. Qin Huai couldn't hold it back and went outside to take a look. Good guy, the errand boy is already sitting at the door. It’s really cool that these guests have to run errands. However, this situation did not last long. The ding-ding-ding sound stopped playing from 11:10 to 11:17. Qin Huai breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not as exaggerated as yesterday. You can see a little bit of the assembly line today. Good thing. Qin Huai continued to concentrate on brushing Guo'er. At 11:22, six apple-shaped fruits were successfully born. If a lifelike apple noodle is already very eye-catching, then if six apple noodle fruits are arranged in a row, no cook in the kitchen can avoid looking at it. Every noodle is different. Even if the chef can make the dough the same size and shape, it is difficult to control the expansion during the steaming process, especially if it is made by hand and has to be stuffed. 6 apple-shaped fruits that are not exactly the same are placed on a plate. At first glance, it really looks like an apple compote. If an unknown person comes into the kitchen at this time and wants to eat an apple, he may actually go over and take one to take a bite. Qin Huai signaled Mian Guoer to serve the meal. The waiter walked to table No. 6 with noodles and fruit. Many guests saw it, but no one cared. At most, they just glanced at it and muttered to themselves which table of guests was so boring. They ordered 6 apples without letting the kitchen cut them into a fruit plate. Are there apples on Huang Kee’s menu? Forget it, it’s not important, it’s important to eat the steamed buns first. Qian Zhongheng's family also saw it and didn't care. To make up for his complaints when he first arrived, his son said playfully: "Dad, look, someone is here to order some apples!" Then the son saw the waiter walking towards his table, stopping in front of him and serving the food. son:? "Beauty, isn't this what we ordered? Your store is giving away apples for lunch today." The son was a little confused.
"This is the apple noodle made by Master Qin. Please use it with caution." The waiter left with a smile. The son didn't understand at all and didn't understand what noodles were. He looked at the apples on the plate with clear eyes full of questions and reached out to pick them up. "What kind of fruit? Isn't this just Ping... eh?!" The son was shocked. I couldn't believe my eyes, so I blinked a few times, and then I couldn't believe my hands, so I squeezed hard. The apple fruit was instantly pinched and deformed. The son was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand. No one said anything, and everyone at the table was stunned. Ma Yuan's first reaction was to take out her mobile phone and take pictures. After Mengmeng was stunned for a few seconds, she praised her father very much: "Dad squeezed the apple into wrinkles! He is so strong!" After Ma Yuan took the photo, she searched for what noodles were and read them to the whole family. Qian Zhongheng was so surprised that he reached out and picked one up and put it in his hand. At this moment, the noodles are still warm. "If you hadn't touched it with your hands, who would have believed it was made of noodles." Qian Zhongheng sighed, "I have lived for more than 60 years, so I have gained a lot of experience." Qian Zhongheng was still sighing, but his son was already eating. He took one bite, his eyes widened in an instant, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets, and he exclaimed loudly: "Dad, this noodle fruit is apple-flavored!" "Oh my God, it tastes like an apple!" As soon as these words came out, his son instantly became the focus of the audience. Even the seven or eight guests who had just walked into Huangji and the new errand boy looked at him. The guests who just came in were going to the private room on the second floor. The leader was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing clothes with a big logo. Just by looking at his outfit, he knew he was very wealthy. The wealthy guest stood still, his presbyopic eyes fixed on the noodle fruit that Qian Zhongheng's son took a bite of. Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, others patted him: "Gong Datou, aren't you going to the second floor? Why, do you want to sit in the lobby today?" Gong Liang and Gong Datou looked at it for another two seconds without answering and became furious. "Apple noodle!" "I told him that Zheng Da must be lying to me, and that he would lie to me together with Lao Huang! The new dim sum chef is his replacement at Huang Kee. I ordered so many dim sum for him yesterday, and he was afraid that I would Ordered that much today.” "No, I have to call Lao Huang." "Bring me two apple noodles at noon today." "This matter can't be solved without two apples!" Much better, here’s an update .
I forgot to thank the alliance leader for the reward in the title. Sorry, my dear alliance leader, I will thank you in the next chapter.
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