[Quick Transmigration] Reverse strategy

The "torture" that Pei Youli was facing continued.

From learning how to make dishes to when the restaurant officially announced its opening, I have been dealing with food every moment.

There are three starters: soup noodles, fried rice cakes and red bean ice.

As the program is recorded, the dishes will gradually increase.

Before the official start, Luo Yingxi signed a new contract with Pei Youli, and the salary was much higher than when she was in M.

Seeing more and more money in the account, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

"Lend us the lychee pd to attract customers. With this kid around, the customers should be full." Jiang Hudong joked.

"Borrowing a lychee pd requires rent." Luo Yingxi smiled, "Besides, without lychees, there are already enough customers, and you will definitely not be able to serve them."

I heard that the members of "New Journey to the West" are going to open a restaurant again, and there has been a stir on the Internet, and everyone is asking for the address.

According to this trend, the threshold of "Ginger Restaurant" will definitely be broken.

As a last resort, the program can only use online lottery to determine the dining qualifications.

At night, Jiang Hudong realized the seriousness of the problem.

The noodle soup and red bean ice are all handmade.

Soup noodles need to be pressed firmly through the bag, and red bean ice not only needs to beat the dough for biscuits, but also needs to boil red bean paste.

Each job takes several hours, and it is a good situation to be able to sleep at one or two in the morning.

The members have nothing to love in life, and the whole homestay is full of "da da da" knocking sounds.

Pei Youli thought that for variety shows, they only needed to shoot some material and leave the rest to the staff, but "Ginger Restaurant" was for real.

The dedication of these artists is very admirable.

The biscuits baked by Song Haohao are in the shape of "Shen Miao Han" and "Wonderful Han", and they emit bursts of milk fragrance when they come out of the oven.

"Is it a cat?" Pei Youli leaned over with her hands behind her back, and pointed at the beautiful man.

"No, it should be a dog." Song Haohao brought out the baking tray with gloves on, "Would you like to try it? From the kneading of noodles, it was all made by Zhiyuan and I."

Yin Zhiyuan answered from the side: "First knead the dough well, and then beat it carefully, although I don't quite understand why this step is necessary, then buckle up the mold, press out the shape of Miaohan, and finally arrange it and send it to the oven... "

He explained the production steps in a rambling manner, with a very serious attitude.

Pei Youli nodded in agreement, and tentatively stretched out her hand towards the baking tray.

In the end, she was patted by Song Zinghao, who stopped her forcibly: "Hot."

He said it was hot, but he picked up a piece and fed it to Pei Youli's mouth.

The temperature of the biscuit was indeed a bit high, and Song Zinghao even changed two fingers in the middle.

Pei Youli didn't mind his actions.

The atmosphere in the production team is harmonious, whether it is artists or staff, they will often feed like this.

After all, not everyone has time to taste delicious food. When she was in Japan, Pei Youli also fed Han Peng who couldn't do without the camera.

In her eyes, everyone in the team is a comrade-in-arms worthy of sharing and helping.

"Well, it's not too sweet, but it tastes good." Pei Youli took a bite, and the biscuit broke in half automatically in her mouth.

Song Binhao ate the remaining half naturally: "Well, the taste is similar to what the teacher taught."

Pei Youli gave him a thumbs up.

Song Jinhao who got the compliment smiled and handed her another biscuit.

Pei Youli was not the only one who recognized the beautiful man as a cat, and the members who officially went to work the next day couldn't tell the difference either.

Jiang Hudong: "The biscuits made by Mino, the one in the shape of a cat, can I try it?"

The staff patiently corrected: "It's a dog."

Jiang Hudong was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he didn't call himself a dog: "How could it be a dog?"

Eun Ji Won: "What does it matter if it's a dog or a cat? Both are equally ugly."

Na Young Suk: ...how about respecting their "mascot"?

Jiang Hudong smiled and corrected the topic: "So can I try some biscuits?"

Song Hao shook his head: "The quantity is just right. If I eat one, there will be one customer without biscuits."

"..." Jiang Hudong licked his lips, "It sounds so sinful."

Yin Zhiyuan looked up at Song Zinghao, suspecting that the child made Pei Youli pd eat two biscuits in a row yesterday because he was too sleepy and fell asleep in a dream.

However, Song Zinghao still let Jiang Hudong try it.

During the transportation from the dormitory to the restaurant, a biscuit was accidentally crushed.

Broken biscuits can no longer be provided to customers, so someone needs to deal with them.

Jiang Hudong didn't know the inside story, and his face was full of emotion: "It really is brother's younger brother."

Song Zinghao: ...with a guilty conscience.

He coughed lightly.

Most of the members are responsible for one dish each, and those who do not have specific tasks try to help the "chefs" as much as possible.

Before starting business, you need to prepare broth, rice and chopped vegetables.

If it is an ordinary family cooking, these are relatively simple, but what Jiang Restaurant has to prepare is the amount for dozens of people.

The kitchen is full of the sound of knives, occasionally mixed with jokes from some members.

After all, it is a variety show, and the funny weight cannot be lost.

Pei Youli stood beside Han Peng, and together with him, he was mainly responsible for filming Jiang Hudong.

He moved a little slowly, but he was careful and careful, making every bowl of noodles extremely seriously.

Also...he loves to talk.

"Xiu Gen, show me that broth."

"Xiu Gen, did I forget to add any ingredients?"

"Xiu Gen, the scallions are about to bottom out!"

……

Pei Youli can already imagine that in the post-editing, the words "Li Xiugen x86" will definitely be added to the feature film.

However, Jiang Hudong and Li Xiugen are "two-way choices".

On the surface, Li Xiugen always complained that Jiang Hudong was too slow, and sometimes joked that no one would buy noodle soup.

But in reality, when Jiang Hudong fell into anxiety and lacked self-confidence, he would be the first to stand up to comfort him, or help him out.

The first wave of guests came in one after another.

Because the restaurant has just opened, there are relatively few dishes, and most of the guests who have finally obtained the dining qualification have ordered all the dishes.

Jiang Hudong's facial muscles were tense, his breathing was light and shallow, and the tension was visible to the naked eye.

His emotions also affected Pei Youli, she unconsciously bit the tip of her pen and stared at his movements.

Fortunately, Jiang Hudong's multiple trainings in advance played a role. Although it was very slow, the noodles presented to customers were delicious and beautiful.

At the age of fifty, he will naturally get tired after working for a long time, and soon, his face will be full of fatigue.

Even so, Jiang Hudong didn't relax, he was very patient with every bowl of noodles.

Pei Youli was also in the same state.

Jiang Hudong's is because of old age, but her is because of hypoglycemia.

His face was as white as paper, and the hair beside his ear was slightly wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, looking very bad.

Han Peng who turned his head was taken aback.

"Lychee? Are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay, just eat a piece of candy—"

His speech was weak, and he almost fainted before he finished speaking.

Han Peng quickly put down the camera, helped Pei Youli, and sent her to rest under the umbrella on the lawn.

Luo Yingxi who found something was wrong also rushed over: "What's wrong?"

Han Peng took the tissue from Shen Enzhen: "It seems to be because I didn't eat, and the weather is too hot."

Heatstroke and hypoglycemia, even a man like him can't bear it.

Luo Yingxi looked back at the restaurant.

The business hours are noon. During this period, the artists and staff have to work so hard that they can't eat at all.

As the meal time passed, it was normal for Pei Youli to feel uncomfortable.

He just heard the stomachs of several little girls growling.

"You rest for a while, I'll make you something to eat."

"Well, I'm sorry, teacher."

Luo Yingxi patted the top of her head with a smile, and didn't say much: "Don't worry, your body is important."

Han Peng took Pei Youli's notebook away, saying that he would help her memorize it for a while.

After a while, Piao Zhixun came out with a bowl of freshly made fried rice cakes: "Lychee pd, are you feeling better?"

"Well, thank you." Pei Youli thanked her gratefully.

Piao Zhixun scratched his head: "After you finish eating, just put the bowl here, and I will collect it."

With that said, he waved his hand and left.

The sweet and spicy fried rice cakes are very appetizing, and Pei Youli ate them all.

"Little Li."

"Ok?"

Looking up, he saw Song Zinghao wearing glasses.

"It's a bit hot, you eat this too."

He was carrying a small bowl of red bean shaved ice.

Not as big as the ones sold to customers, but the contents are rich, including rice crackers, crispy crisps, red bean paste and crushed ice.

"What if you don't have enough?"

"The amount is enough, even if it's not enough...these don't work."

Song Zinghao put the bowl on the table and handed Pei Youli the small spoon.

He didn't go, stared at her and took a bite.

"How about it?"

Song Xinghao squatted down with the corner of the table, looking up at Pei Youli.

"sweet."

She is concise.

Song Binhao smiled softly: "If you have low blood sugar, you should supplement the amount of sugar."

Pei Youli gave a light "um" and took another sip.

He was still looking at her with focused eyes and some inexplicable emotions.

Pei Youli felt that Song Binhao's gaze was a bit strange, and just as he was about to ask again, he had already stood up.

He also took away the rice cake bowl she had eaten.

After eating, Pei Youli came back full of blood and stood beside Han Peng again.

The back of his clothes was stained with sweat, and he was relieved to see her come back.

Jiang Hudong was making noodles while talking to Pei Youli.

"How does Lychee feel now?"

"It's much more comfortable."

"Why didn't you eat?"

"Yeah, the eating time is staggered from my habit, and my body is not used to it."

"Let me know next time you're hungry, and I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

"Thank you Brother Hudong... But, you don't seem to have time to take care of me."

"How come? Time is abundant."

Yin Zhiyuan at the front desk walked into the kitchen and was speechless when he saw Jiang Hudong's slow movements.

His expression made Han Peng amused.

Jiang Hudong knew that the "debt collector" was coming, and he turned around and promised: "Immediately, immediately, you serve other dishes to the guests first."

"All the dishes have been served, and the customers have been waiting for more than ten minutes," Yin Zhiyuan complained, "Why is it so slow?"

He glanced at the menu: "You still owe four bowls of noodles."

After thinking about it, Yin Zhiyuan added: "It doesn't count as the bowl I'm making."

Jiang Hudong: ... woo woo.

If you see this paragraph later, you will definitely type a few words on the screen——

[Don't get me wrong, I'm really arguing. 】