Flash Marriage and Sweet Love: Uncle's Passionate Baby

Lin Ru simply sat outside to watch the fun. The back kitchen is where everyone can see, and they can clearly see what materials the cook uses.

Of course, everyone could hear what Xiao Rui said clearly, and they all stopped their chopsticks to look lively, and some people took it easy and made jokes.

"The children are so sincere, I say Chef Fang, you just follow."

"Look at the clothes they wear. They are all famous brands from head to toe. They must be from an extraordinary family. With your skills, how much money can you earn in this store if you work hard?"

Hey, this is digging a corner in front of the boss.

Hearing these words, Xiao Rui also echoed, "I can give you 1 monthly salary for my family who is not short of money."

Many people don't believe that a cook who doesn't even have a certificate can earn 1 yuan a month.

But Lin Ru knew clearly that Xiao He was not ordinary rich, and his salary of 1 a month was considered low.

Xiao Rui said seriously, "I like the roast duck you cook. From now on, you will only cook roast duck when you come to our house. Of course, roast chicken is also fine. Since I went abroad, I have never eaten such a good roast duck. My little dad knows that you come to our house. It’s also a pleasure to be a cook at home.”

The cook was a little moved, "Your father can really drive 1 yuan a month?"

"Really." Xiao Rui replied very seriously.

Some diners said sourly, "Do you really mean what a child said?"

The cook is a little ashamed. Since he has worked in this store for so long, he has no chance of raising his salary. It is only 5000 a month, and it is only [-] if he is small.

It would be much easier if you could cook for this kind of people. You only need to cook three meals a day, and occasionally move your hands during banquets, and you can earn [-] yuan. Isn't that just lying down to make money?
In this way, he will have a lot of time to spend with his children, and he feels a surge of emotion when he thinks about it.

Xiao Rui raised his chin, "Everyone who follows my little daddy has become rich. Some time ago we hired a cook in China, and my little daddy made his children go abroad to study with us."

Lin Ru propped her chin and looked at Xiao Rui, you blow, keep blowing.

The cook's eyes widened suddenly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true."

"Small, young master, if you like my roast chicken, I'll make a few more for you and take it with you when you go home. Also, I have a few special dishes, which can be called a masterpiece here. You You can take it with you if you like.”

So, Lin Ru brought Xiao Rui, and Xiao Rui came out of the shop full of food and drink.

The cook almost went crazy with joy, all these dishes were for two people, and Xiao Rui also carried two roast chickens in his hand.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Ru smiled at Xiao Rui.

Xiao Rui looked satisfied, yawned, and said lazily, "Happy!"

After Xiao Rui returned to the villa, Lin Ru breathed a sigh of relief. Today's task of bringing the little buns was successfully completed.

Here, Xiao Rui has already returned to the villa with the food, and Xiao He was dragged by him to sit at the dining table, "Daddy, these dishes are all made by a cook, and they taste delicious, can we bring this cook with us?" superior?"

As he said that, Xiao Rui pushed the roast chicken on the plate to Xiao He as if to please him.

Xiao He has been walking on the tip of his knife these years, and his favorite food is meat like roast chicken and duck. The key is that this food is full and can be seen everywhere.

The Chinese food culture is extensive and profound, and you can't eat authentic roast duck abroad. He is used to looking for cooks in China, and he must bring a few chefs with him when he goes abroad.

"Don't you like the dishes made by our Chef Liu?" Xiao He looked at Xiao Rui indifferently.

Xiao Rui shook his head, "It's not that I don't like it, I'm tired of his dishes, and now I want to change to fresher ones."

"Well, that's right."

No matter how delicious the dishes made by the same chef are, if you eat them every day for seven or eight years, you will always get tired of them.

Xiao He thought for a while, "Chef Liu is 59 years old, and it's time for him to retire."

As he spoke, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and put the roast chicken into his mouth. The meat was tender and smooth, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It tasted delicious on the lips and teeth, and accompanied by the unique aroma of the sauce, it was simply obsessive.

"Okay, where is the person, I will contact you tomorrow."

At the same time, Chef Fang also returned home with a tired face. Chef Fang's wife prepared the food and hot water and welcomed him in.

"Is there a lot of people in the restaurant today?" the daughter-in-law asked loudly while washing the dishes.

Chef Fang nodded, "Of course there are many people. My craftsmanship is said to be second here, so no one dares to be the first."

It's not that the chef here is bragging. The master he worships comes from a family of cooks. After the master left, he left some recipes, all of which are good things. Unfortunately, he has fists but has no place to use them.

"According to me, you'd better quit this job. Opening a store by yourself will guarantee a much better income than your current income."

Chef Fang sighed, "I thought about it too, but... we don't have the principal."

Chef Fang's daughter-in-law came out of the kitchen angrily, and put the last bowl of dishes in front of him.

"Now this restaurant is all supported by you alone, and the boss doesn't give you any dividends, and you still eat such a small amount of money every month. Look, those cooks who are not as good as your skills are now paid a monthly salary. More than 1."

"He has a good boss." Chef Fang's daughter-in-law murmured, "Isn't it because he helped you back then when you were in such a difficult situation?"

Chef Fang picked up a white flour steamed bun and sighed, "He helped me, so I paid off the debt by doing this."

"When you pay off the debt, you know how to pay off the debt!" Chef Fang threw the dishcloth on the table angrily, "It's been 15 years, and the debt has not been paid yet?"

"Let me tell you, our son and daughter are going to high school now, and we need a lot of money to pay tuition fees. Our savings are pitifully small. How will we live in the future?"

Chef Fang's daughter-in-law sighed for a long time, and Chef Fang didn't even think about eating.

"Let me think about it. Let's talk about resignation tomorrow. Even if you don't open a shop in the future, you can set up a small stall outside."

Chef Fang made the final decision.

However, that cute little bun flashed through his mind, as if he had some hope again.

Early the next morning, Lin Ru was woken up by Xiao Rui's series of fatal calls.

Lin Ru yawned and sat up, "What's the matter? Baby Xiao?"

Xiao Rui's voice was very low, "I'm going to take my little dad to find a cook in that snack city today, will you accompany me?"

"You let your little daddy take you there? I don't want to go." Hearing that Xiao He was going too, Lin Ru refused decisively.

Xiao Rui was unhappy, "You ungrateful person, you don't like me at all!"