Food: Customers can bring whatever dishes they want to eat!

The fat old man said a little unconvinced.

Lu Ming had always just listened to him quietly.

Whether the food tastes good or not, it doesn't matter how much others praise it.

All you need to know is the fat old man taking one bite.

However, no matter how bad the fat old man's attitude was, Lu Ming was always kind.

Therefore, the way the fat old man looked at him also changed.

Regardless of whether the food is delicious or not, the fat old man thinks Lu Ming has a good character.

Then, the fat old man picked up the chopsticks and looked at the dishes with a bit of critical eyes.

Finally, he picked a piece of skin jelly.

People like the fat old man are gourmets of all kinds of food. He is more or less picky about food.

When he was eating the skin jelly, he had a look of disgust on his face at first.

Unexpectedly, after putting it in his mouth, he suddenly became excited and his eyes could not help but widen.

"This taste...the texture is chewy, tender, and delicious!"

"And the taste is just right, without the slightest bit of odor"

"My tongue is very good, I can taste even the slightest bit of bad taste."

The fat old man said, and the chopsticks in his hands never stopped.

He ate the skin jelly with big mouthfuls, and shook his head with emotion.

"It tastes so good. It tastes amazing.……"

"I have eaten skin jelly made by many chefs before. I like this dish, but none of them are as good as yours."

"Boss Lu, you are really young and promising. I have offended you so much before, so please don’t blame me."

When the fat old man looked at Lu Ming again, there was already admiration in his eyes.

When talking to Lu Ming, he no longer directly called Lu Ming by name, but Boss Lu.

All this is because of Lu Ming's outstanding cooking. His skills were affirmed and appreciated by the fat old man.

Lu Ming saw the way he was eating with big mouthfuls, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This time, he was also right.

Although he brought pig fat as food for dinner. , somewhat intended to make things difficult.

But there are many ingredients that can be used to test Lu Ming.

The fat old man only chose this because he likes to eat pig skin jelly.

As a chef, Lu Ming knows how to eat when he sees it The foodie likes to eat the dishes he cooks, so he is naturally happy

"Are there any hot buns? Although this sauce uses the ones we usually eat, the proportions are just right."

"Makes me want to eat steamed buns!"

When the fat old man said this, of course he had to be satisfied.

The boy quickly brought a steamed bun over with quick eyes and hands.

Although the diners who came to the restaurant all prepared their own ingredients, sometimes they also wanted to eat it when they ate dishes that were very satisfying. As for the staple food, the store often prepares rice and steamed buns.

Sometimes Lu Ming also makes steamed buns. The steamed buns he makes are strong and have a wheat flavor, and the layers of texture look delicious.

Originally, the fat old man was I wanted to eat it with any steamed buns.

Little did he know that as soon as he took a bite, he was amazed by the aroma of wheat and the strong texture in his mouth.

"This steamed bun is great, the best steamed bun I have ever eaten."

"Boss Lu, how can you be so powerful?"

"Don’t you have any special dishes? Every dish you make is your specialty?"

"Lao Jia is right, you are really young and promising, there is no limit to what you can do in the future!"

The fat old man was very polite when eating vegetables before.

After all, he is also a man who has seen the world, and his tongue has tasted countless delicacies.

He will not lose his manners after eating a piece of skin jelly.

But when the steamed bun was brought over, the fat old man His taste buds were completely opened.

He took one bite of the steamed buns and one bite of the jelly, and ate heartily.

Before he knew it, all the plate of jelly had been finished, and the fat old man ate three more steamed buns before finally putting down his chopsticks. After all these years , the fat old man and his fellow food-loving gourmets taste delicacies from all over the place.

There are really not many fat old men who can praise them to such an extent.

"Boss Lu, I was too arrogant before and even wanted to test you with my fat meat."

"hope you do not mind!"

After the fat old man had eaten and drank, he said to Lu Ming apologetically

"I am a chef, and I just make the dishes that diners want."

"Sir, it's an honor for you to be satisfied with my cooking."

Lu Ming is always humble.

The more he behaves like this, the more ashamed the fat old man becomes.

Moreover, when the fat old man asked about the price, Lu Ming only charged thirty yuan.

For such a good cook, Lu Ming's charge was so cheap. , he looked at Lu Ming with even more admiration.

However, when he left, the fat old man hesitated and seemed to want to say something else. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

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"Old gentleman, do you have anything to say?"

Lu Ming started talking, and the fat old man stopped being secretive, so he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Boss Lu, the steamed buns in your store are really delicious."

"I can say that this is the best steamed bun I have eaten in years."

"I don’t know, can I buy some to take away later?"

"No matter how expensive it is, as long as you are willing to sell it to me."

Lu Ming naturally had nothing to refuse after hearing what the fat old man said.

"One dollar each, Mr.……"

Lu Ming didn't even finish his words. The fat old man almost jumped with excitement.

One dollar each?

"All, can I buy them all?"

"No, I can't be so selfish. What should I do with the people who come to eat later?"

"How about I keep ten...five?"

The fat old man looked at Lu Ming with hope.

As the saying goes, a true friend is hard to find.

Lu Ming saw that the fat old man really liked the steamed buns in the store, so he did not refuse.

In the end, the fat old man held thirty-two steamed buns in each hand and said with satisfaction leave

"There are so many steamed buns, I don’t know how long I will have to eat them."

"The fat old man just ate three of them in one go, which was only about thirty steamed buns. He couldn't eat them for a few days."

"It was so scary. I thought someone was coming to cause trouble again."

"What happened before really left a shadow"

"Fortunately, our boss has good cooking skills and can solve the problem perfectly no matter what situation he encounters."

"But... there is still a pile of meat in the kitchen, what should I do?"

The guys discussed

"Boil lard! Do you want to eat fried cakes?"

Lu Ming listened to what they said and turned around and said.

Do you still need to ask? []

The guys nodded vigorously.

"Eat, eat!"

"Boss, as long as you are willing to do it, we are willing to eat whatever you want"

"Just by hearing the name, you know it’s delicious."

Lu Ming didn't want to hear them continue to flatter him.

After returning to the kitchen, he boiled out the lard, chopped up the remaining lard residue, mixed it with chopped green onions, and added it to the noodles.

After a while, the lard residue and The aroma of green onions and wheat filled the kitchen, making people salivate.

Afterwards, Lu Ming made a piece of cake, and the guys ate one piece.

In the end, everyone wiped their mouths and begged with satisfaction...