God!I'm pregnant with an alien baby!

At the same time, Yan Shu, the president of Eisen Hotel, was sitting in the dining room, frowning as he looked at the sandwich in front of him.

Colorless and fragrant, even if it’s just a sandwich, but the vegetables are cut into different thicknesses, the shapes are crooked, and the noodles are not even removed. A five-star hotel treats guests with this kind of stuff?

He made a bad comment on today's catering work in his heart, and he has made up his mind to seriously criticize the person in charge of the back kitchen.

Manager Wu has been paying attention to this place from a distance from the very beginning. He knew that the food was wrong the first time he saw the sandwich, but he couldn't take it back in front of Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan's expression was obviously dissatisfied. Manager Wu could already predict what would happen next. Manager Wang in the back kitchen might be in trouble, and he would inevitably be affected.

Manager Wang, Manager Wang, Manager Wu said anxiously, why do your people serve this kind of thing to entertain Mr. Yan, aren't you asking for trouble?

The president took his first bite with the thought of seeing how bad you can be, and then his eyes lit up.

The taste of this modest sandwich was beyond his expectation.

He couldn't help but took the second and third bites... Ordinary—no, not even ordinary, but a very poor-looking sandwich with an indescribably wonderful taste .

I don't know what special condiments are added in it, but people can't stop eating it.

Yan Shu waved to the restaurant manager: "Who did this? You ask him to come here."

In fact, Manager Wu had already expected President Yan to make such a request, but why did his tone seem to be wrong?

He thought that Yan would always take a bite and put it down, then call the chef over coldly and tell him that you don't come tomorrow, which is in line with the development of the plot.

Now the president ate up the entire sandwich before he called someone, and there was no hint of anger in his tone, so what's going on?

He could only agree tremblingly first: "Okay, I'll go to the back kitchen to ask, Mr. Yan, please wait a moment."

Yan Shu tapped his index finger on the table in a good mood. This is a small gesture of his face paralyzed to express his joy, and only those who are familiar with him know.Although the restaurant has a rich variety of breakfasts, he has lost interest in other dishes.

It's a surprise that a sandwich can have such a taste.

It's just that the appearance is a bit too shocking. If you are an ordinary customer, you may not eat such a thing at all*.

Manager Wu went to the back kitchen, summoned all the chefs on duty, and asked, "Who made the sandwiches this morning?"

There weren't many chefs on the morning shift, and they looked at each other, but they couldn't remember who made the sandwiches this morning.

"Did you do it?"

"I've never made a sandwich."

"I do not have either."

No one admitted for a long time, Manager Wu became a little anxious.

"What's the matter with you people? Didn't anyone come forward and admit it? Boss Yan ate that sandwich. He just wanted to call the chef over to meet him, but he didn't say what would happen to him. Maybe it's a reward?"

sandwich?

Li Huan stood behind the crowd and searched secretly, but he didn't see Chen Chen, so he must have gone to the back door to carry vegetables.

Thinking about it now, maybe the sandwiches made by Chen Chen were mistakenly delivered to Boss Yan, but judging by Manager Wu's current attitude, Boss Yan didn't look like he was furious, so is this a good or a bad thing?

He stood up with some hesitation.

"Manager Wu, that sandwich... I made it."

Manager Wu's eyes immediately moved to Li Huan, looking at him suspiciously: "You? Are you a chef?"

Li Huan wiped off his sweat: "I'm a helper in the kitchen. I came in a hurry this morning and didn't have time to eat. At that time, I saw that there was no one in the kitchen, so I borrowed some ingredients without authorization and made breakfast for myself, but it disappeared after I went out. , maybe the waiter mistook it for breakfast and took it away. It's my fault, I will definitely not do it next time."

"Borrow?" Manager Wu frowned, "Will you still pay it back?"

Li Huan lowered his head even lower.

"Forget it," Manager Wu waved his hand, and the people working in the hotel didn't care about the two pieces of bread, "Boss Yan is looking for you, so you can follow along."

Li Huan followed Manager Wu to the restaurant in a precarious manner. It was the first time he stood in front of Mr. Yan at close range, and he couldn't help being very nervous.

"Hello, Mr. Yan." Li Huan nodded humbly, rubbing cold sweat on the uniform with both hands in turn. Yan Shu had a bad first impression of him, and he was unwilling to associate the sandwich just now with the person in front of him.

"You made the sandwich?" he asked tersely.

Li Huan lowered his head, not daring to look into the CEO's eyes: "I know it's wrong for me to take ingredients from the kitchen without permission, and I will definitely correct it in the future."

"Aren't you a chef?" The president frowned and asked.

"I, I'm just a helper." Li Huan felt a little guilty when he spoke.

The president's brows were furrowed even tighter. He doesn't look like a person who is very confident in his cooking skills, but he may be hiding his secrets if he can make a mere sandwich taste like this.

"Forget it, you can make lunch for me at noon today." If he is really a good cook, Xi Cairu will naturally not wronged such a person to be a helper.

Li Huan was startled, let him do it?But his level is far lower than that of the hotel chef, even the average chef. He is good at knife work and carving, and occasionally helps other chefs.

Even so, he couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and agree: "Okay."

"Okay, let's go down." Boss Yan waved his hand to signal them to go down.

Li Huan bowed his head and stepped back, thinking about how to deal with lunch while walking.

Although Li Huan is just a helper in the kitchen, he is not stupid. After thinking for a while, he understood the ins and outs of the matter: Mr. Yan ate the sandwich made by Chen Chen, and then asked himself to cook him a lunch. Did President Yan fall in love with Chen Chen's cooking skills?

Even Li Huan himself didn't quite believe this, he didn't even know whether Chen Chen could cook, but in this situation, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor - he gritted his teeth and tried.

Li Huan came to the back door of the hotel and found Chen Chen who was working hard to move the vegetables.Chen Chen was already thin and small, so it was very difficult for him to lift the heavy vegetable box and walk unsteadily.

Seeing this, Li Huan quickly stepped forward to take the box, and the weight in Chen Chen's hands disappeared, which was a surprise.

"Brother Li, why are you here?"

"You have no strength, let me help you with this kind of thing."

"What a shame, this is my job."

"It's okay, this weight is nothing to me, if you feel sorry, please do me a favor."

Chen Chen took the bait unknowingly: "What's the problem? Brother Li, can you just say no to what you want me to do?"

"It's just..." Li Huan looked rather embarrassed.

Chen Chen suddenly shuddered: "Wait a minute, don't you want to borrow money from me? Brother Li, it's not that I don't want to, but you know I don't have a lot of money."

Li Huan couldn't help being happy: "No, no, I don't want to borrow money from you. It's quite simple. I just want you to help me hold a spoon at noon."

Chen Chen was so surprised: "What? You want me to cook for you? Brother Li, have you been promoted to chef?"

"Today the manager asked me to try dishes. You know that if the test results are good, I may be promoted. But to tell you the truth, I have suffered from rheumatism these days, and my arms hurt when I cook. I don't want this rare opportunity. give up."

"Brother Li, you have rheumatism and you help me move the vegetables." Chen Chen was so touched, "I really want to help you, but the problem is that my cooking skills are also very average. What can I do?"

Li Huan saw his sincerity, it didn't look like he was lying.

"It's okay, I'll watch from the side, if there's something wrong, I'll tell you."

Chen Chen still hesitated.

Li Huan hurriedly pretended to be pitiful: "I just ask you to help my brother once. You know that if I fail this time, I don't know how long I will be a helper."

The salary difference between the chef and the cook is more than double, just like the difference between the salary of the chef and the small worker is more than double. With such an opportunity, who is not willing to fully grasp it, how can he just give it up?

"Okay then," Chen Chen reluctantly agreed, "but I really don't have confidence."

"It's okay, I trust you."

Chen Chen didn't know how to reject others, especially a person who was in urgent need of help and took good care of him.

Li Huan's heart that had been hanging down all this time was finally relieved: "Then I really thank you, Xiaochen."

Seeing him like this, Chen Chen was immediately flattered: "Brother Li, you helped me carry the vegetables, and just now you helped me keep the sandwiches a secret. I should do such small things. Let's do this, after I finish the work here, I will I'll go find you, okay?"

"Okay, then I'll go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes, you are busy."

"Hey."

Chen Chen finished moving half a carload of vegetables one after another. In September, it was the weather when autumn tigers were raging, and occasionally he could hear a few hissing and exhausted cicadas. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and found a shady place Sitting down to rest, he couldn't help but think of last night.

Who is that man? Is it really just a dream?

But why is a dream so real, as if it actually happened.

Chen Chen couldn't help but dream again, and when he came back to his senses, he remembered the promise to Li Huan.

"Oh, it seems that it's about time!"

Chen Chen rushed to the back kitchen, and the others performed their duties in their own positions. Li Huan chose a position in the farthest corner of the kitchen, and the busy people had no time to take care of this side.

Seeing Chen Chen coming, Li Huan hurriedly beckoned him over, and said in a low voice, "I'll leave this to you."

Chen Chen was a little nervous: "I will try my best."

"But be careful not to be discovered by Manager Wang, otherwise the qualification will be cancelled."

"Brother Li, help me watch the wind."

"Go."

Chen Chen looked at the ingredients prepared on the drifting table, pondered for a moment, and picked out duck breast as the main dish, cauliflower, white mushrooms, celery, red onion, and carrots as side dishes, as well as thyme, bay leaf, and nutmeg. And other ingredients.

He didn't know what to do at first, but after seeing the ingredients on the table, he instinctively felt that today's duck breast was extra fresh, and these vegetables and spices were perfect for the duck breast, and he could even feel it on the tip of his tongue. to the taste of its finished product.

Chen Chen picked up the kitchen knife and hesitated. Knife skills are also a major factor in testing the chef's level, and he is not good at it at all.

However, Li Huan, who was born as a knife maker, does not have this problem. He is responsible for cutting vegetables when several chefs cook in the hotel. Seeing this, he took the initiative to take the kitchen knife: "I can do this, you tell me how to cut it."

Chen Chen was worried about his arm: "Brother Li, is your arm okay?"

"There is no problem cutting vegetables."

"Oh." Chen Chen quickly told him how to cut each dish. It was strange to say that when he picked up each dish, the shape of the ingredients after processing appeared in front of his eyes. Whether it is a large piece or a small piece, you can see it clearly.

"Cut this into shreds, this into slices, this..." Chen Chen picked up the pickled cucumber and thought for a while, "Change it to a flower knife."

Li Huan skillfully picked up the kitchen knife and finely chopped the required ingredients. His knife skills were unambiguous, and Chen Chen admired him a lot: "Brother Li, if I have you twice, I don't have to be a kid." work."

"Haha," Li Huan said with a hearty smile, "then you have to work hard!"

"What should I do next?" Before Li Huan could speak, Chen Chen thought, "Boil the water!"

He set up the pot, poured in pure water, and when the water boiled, he put all the ingredients he had just cut into the pot.Then he set up the grill again and started to roast the duck breast, the whole process was done in one go without any hesitation.

"Oops, Manager Wang is here!"

Chen Chen had sharp eyes, and immediately handed the roasting tongs to Li Huan. Li Huan reacted quickly, and immediately pretended to be roasting, turning over the meat on the grill from time to time.

Manager Wang inspected the kitchen, and finally came to Li Huan and Chen Chen. He saw Li Huan was carefully roasting duck breast, and Chen Chen was cleaning up the dirty dishes.

He learned everything that happened in the morning from Manager Wu, and also knew that Li Huan was preparing lunch for Mr. Yan. Seeing that he was still doing well, he nodded with confidence.

"Come on, don't mess it up."

"Alright, Manager Wu." Li Huan was also very nervous, for fear that Manager Wang would say something else.

Fortunately, Manager Wang left with a word of advice. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Chen took the baking tongs from Li Huan again: "Let me do it, Brother Li."

In such a short time just now, Li Huan had already overcooked one piece of meat, and missed the best consumption period. If the quality of the dishes was stricter, that piece of meat could no longer be eaten by the guests, so Chen Chen had no choice but to take it aside regrettably. .

Chen Chen thought, strange, why do I know these things?

No matter, he continued to roast his meat. When he needed to add seasoning, he grabbed it casually, and the tip of his tongue could immediately sense whether it was too much or too little, and then slightly adjusted the dosage.

Li Huan watched carefully from the side, trying to understand his cooking routines, but found nothing.

Of course, Chen Chen would not know that after passing through his hands, those ordinary ingredients were subtly changing inside.

After working for a while, Chen Chen let out a long breath, and finally smiled: "It's done."

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, the cooking went very smoothly today, he thought it was Li Huan who asked him to do it, and he just had to do it, but he didn't expect that he couldn't stop once he got started, and he didn't even ask for Li Huan's opinion.

Only then did Chen Chen realize that what if the other party was dissatisfied with what he cooked and messed up his dish test?

Li Huan looked at Chen Chen's cooking, and it was really hard to describe it. If you serve such a dish to Mr. Yan, you might be fired if you serve it in front of him.Li Huan extremely regretted admitting that incident in the morning, and was full of despair about his career.

Chen Chen also noticed it: "Uh, it doesn't seem very pretty?"

Li Huan reluctantly comforted Chen Chen, and at the same time he picked up a piece of duck breast and put it in his mouth.