Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1279

Chapter 1279

"What kind of food did you cook?"

"Stir-Fried Shrimp with Corn."

The diner said: "Boss, give us a piece and taste it."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we ate this by ourselves. If you want to eat it, all I have is fried kway teow."

The diners smelled the deliciousness of his dishes, so they said: "Okay, give us a fried kway teow."

"Okay." Wang Xiaoming got up, ready to go to fry kway teow.

The diner said: "It was you who fried it, not your chef?"

Yep, rejected!I was really regarded as the boss, not the master.

Yang Ming was serving out the thickened corn kernels, and said to Wang Xiaoming, "You cook the green vegetables, and I'll fry the kway teow."

Wang Xiaoming walked over and asked Yang Ming in a low voice, "Do you know how to fire?"

"Yes, I see you have fried it." Yang Ming said that he had already started frying Kway Teow, and Wang Xiaoming went to another stove to start frying vegetables.Wang Bing couldn't bear the temptation of Xiangnong, so he quietly began to eat corn and shrimp. He ate one grain first, it was delicious, and then he wanted to pick up more, but he was not very skilled with chopsticks, so when he was impatient, the corn and shrimp fell apart. After they were all sprinkled on the table, Wang Bing yelled anxiously: "Uncle, I want a spoon!"

Turning his head, Wang Xiaoming saw that his nephew had already eaten there, filling the table with food, so he put down the shovel: "You started to eat vegetables before the rice is served!"

Wang Bing simply reached out to grab the dishes that had fallen on the table, but the dishes on the plate did not dare to reach out because they were too hot.

When Wang Xiaoming saw that he was grabbing the food on the table with his hands, he became anxious again: "The table is dirty, and the hands are dirty too, don't grab it with your hands!" He hurried over, took Wang Bing off the stool, and hurried to serve Wang Bing the food .

Wang Bing looked at the fried corn on the plate reluctantly, licked his mouth, and didn't get enough of it yet: "Abo, hurry up, I'm starving to death!"

Wang Xiaoming quickly filled the rice for him, and found a spoon for him: "Okay, you can eat first." After thinking about it, he grabbed a grain of corn and put it in his mouth. It was refreshing, delicious, and extremely sweet. He felt an indescribable deliciousness, his stomach and intestines began to wriggle, and he felt hungry. It had been a long time since he had a big appetite.Wang Xiaoming realized one thing, he might really have found a treasure.

When Wang Xiaoming returned to the stove, he saw Yang Ming stir-frying kway teow. There were bean sprouts, leeks, shrimps, fish balls, etc. in the kway teow. It looks very appetizing.

Seeing him coming, Yang Ming put the kway teow on a plate: "Okay."

Wang Xiaoming consciously sent the plate to the guest's table. When he picked up the plate, he suddenly realized a problem. How did he, the boss, become a waiter?He looked around, the new guy was cooking, and there was a family boy eating, and he was the only boss who could run errands, what a pity!

Wang Xiaoming put the kway teow on the guest's table: "Sir, please use it slowly. See if it suits your taste. If you have any suggestions, just put forward, and we will strive for improvement."

The guest nodded: "OK."

As soon as Wang Xiaoming turned around, there was shouting on the table: "This is the kway teow I ordered, please be polite to me, if you want to eat, order it yourself, it's only a few dollars!"

Looking back, Wang Xiaoming saw that several people on the table were grabbing the plate of kway teow that was brought up just now, and a foodie had his mouth full of kway teow: "Boss, have another serving!"

"I want it too! I want it too!"

Wang Xiaoming thought, is the taste really that good?With a smile on his face, he said, "Excuse me, how many more copies do I need?"

A guy held out three fingers: "Three copies!"

Wang Xiaoming went back and said to Yang Ming who was busy, "There are three more kway teow."

Yang Ming was frying the vegetables. He hooked up the sauce and poured them on top of the vegetables. After a short stir-fry, he put the vegetables on the plate. They were emerald green and looked extremely attractive. He said: "Got it .”

Wang Xiaoming brought the whole dish to Wang Bing's dining table, and saw that the plate of corn and shrimps was half gone, which was enough for three people, so Wang Xiaoming hurriedly stopped him: "A Bing, eat less, and stop eating when you are full." Yes, if you eat too much, your stomach will hurt."

Wang Bing touched the rice grains at the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and said contentedly with a full belch, "Uncle, it's delicious."

Wang Xiaoming said: "This green vegetable is also fried by my uncle, let's eat some."

Wang Bing shook his head: "I won't eat, I'm full."

Wang Xiaoming didn't insist either, he didn't just eat meat.

Wang Xiaoming went to make seaweed and beef ball soup. Yang Ming had already fried one serving of kway teow. Wang Xiaoming said, "Why don't you fry three servings together?"

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming: "Stir frying together is too heavy, if it's not easy to overturn the pot, the effect will be much worse."

Wang Xiaoming thought, if this goes on like this all the time, how tiring it will be, and his arms will definitely be sore.He sent the fried Kway Teow up, and said to Yang Ming when he came back, "Go to eat as soon as it's fried, and get busy after eating."

Yang Ming glanced at him, nodded, and continued to work.

After frying the three servings of kway teow, Wang Xiaoming saw that the band-aids on the corners of Yang Ming's eyebrows were wet with sweat, and knew that this job was not easy, thinking that his injuries were not healed, and he might not be feeling well, so he said, "Go and eat." Come on, I'll fry the next one. I'll give you a towel to wipe off the sweat." He said and threw the towel around his neck to Yang Ming. Although his fried food was not as delicious as Yang Ming's, the taste was not too bad. After all, it is often done.

Yang Ming took the towel, wiped off his sweat, and walked to the table to eat.Wang Bing had already finished eating and ran to play. Wang Xiaoming brought two bowls of rice over, one for Yang Ming and one for himself, and sat down to eat.

Yang Ming drank some soup first, and then started to eat. He devoured it hungrily, obviously he was very hungry.Wang Xiaoming said while eating: "I don't know what your name is, and you can't remember it yourself. Let me give you a random name?"

Yang Ming shook his head: "Not good."

"What do you call you?" Wang Xiaoming was speechless.

Perhaps it was the residual memory that gave Yang Ming an idea, "Just call me Yang Ming."

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "OK."

Wang Xiaoming laughed: "Well, then it's Yang Ming."

"What about you?" Yang Ming asked suddenly.

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "You asked my name, right? My name is Wang Xiaoming, you can just call me Xiaoming."

Yang Ming looked at the fish sauce on the table, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

They were eating, and someone came to eat again: "Boss, do you still have oysters?"

Wang Xiaoming stopped to eat: "No more, only fried kway teow left."

The other party heard that there was no oyster roast, and was about to leave. The customer at the table next to him said: "Brother, the fried kway teow here is better than other people's oyster roast. Don't you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)