Galactic Garbage Station

Zhao Mengxiang ran quickly, but unfortunately took a step too late.

Not yet, the three members of the Han family have already put fish in their mouths.

Watching the family eat fish meat into their stomachs, Zhao Mengxiang, Su Zhenhong and Liu Qiandu sighed in their hearts - over, Su Zhenhong personally walked out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly cooked steamed large yellow flower fish, ready to be scolded, just hope that the customer is not too hard to get involved.

“Ooh... nice.” The man sighed and put another piece of fish in his mouth, nodded continuously.

“This shop is really well crafted and worth the wait.” Middle-aged women are also applauded. As for the little boy, he couldn't speak at all and ate his mouth wide open.

“Huh!” Looking at the completely opposite of what was expected, Su Zhenhong, Zhao Mengxiang and Liu Xiang hung a question mark on their heads. According to reason, the guests ate the dishes made by Su Xiang. They should complain immediately about even the fact that they tasted strange?

“Have you ordered the steamed lobster yet?” An impatient guest stood up and waved to Zhao Mengxiang.

“All right, all right.” Su Zheng quickly walked up and put the whole lobster on the table.

When the lid was opened and the fragrance emanated, several of the Guests around the table suddenly drooled and swallowed chopsticks. After a taste, the consistency was amazing, as the discontent that rose after a long wait disappeared.

“Why, can't I improve my cooking skills?” Su Xiang looked at Su Zhenhong, Zhao Mengxiang and Liu Xiang who were still stunned and smiled.

“Good boy, there you are.” Su Zhenhong patted Su Zhenhong's shoulder with a smile. “If you have time, come and help me, I really can't get busy. Your dozen or twenty big lobsters attract too many people. ”

In fact, not everyone is coming for the lobster. After all, it's a bit expensive and many people can't eat it. However, some people, even if they can't afford it, still think that the store even has large lobsters, which must be quite upscale.

“I'm not going to be your deputy, I'm going to do it myself.” Su Jing laughed.

“But I don't have two kitchen utensils or a place.” Su Zhenhong was angry and amused at Su Zhenhong for forgetting his pride.

“I'll go home and do it and bring it back.” Though Su Zheng's cooking skills are steadily improving, he is far from being able to abandon hot shells. He has made few estimates that he is willing to pay for them, so he can only go home and do it. You can't bring hot shells here, they can't explain it.

“Whatever you want, don't do it when you're tired, and before you make a big lobster, ask Dream Scent to see if you have any orders, don't do more.” Su Zhenhong ordered that the large lobster was too expensive and that wasting one was a huge loss.

“OK.” Su Mingxiang asked Zhao Mengxiang for the order list, picked out a few dishes to wrap up, and then ran home to finish the dishes and send them back to the seafood store. Thus, while running back and forth is a bit time-consuming, it also relieves a lot of pressure for Su Zhenhong. The store's business is better, and there are almost no vacancies.

Su Zheng's cooking skills are also steadily improving. In terms of cooking, he still has a certain talent. However, his uncle and father are too good at cooking. He basically doesn't have much opportunity to do it once in a while. The difference between what he did and his father is too far away. The whole family couldn't eat enough, so he lost his motivation. You can't cook a few times a year, and even with a certain talent, cooking can't grow.

“Boss, boss.” A young man in oily pink suddenly shouted.

“Hello, what can I do for you?” Zhao Mengxiang quickly walked over. This table seems to be rich people, ordered the most dishes, even the large lobster ordered two, naturally to greet them well.

“You have two chefs, right? The same dish has two flavors.” The young man asked as he wiped the oil from his mouth with a paper towel.

“Ah?” Zhao Mengxiang tightened his heart. He thought that the dish made by Ao was still eaten.

“Relax, there are two flavors, but both are good, one is good value for money and the other is definitely good value for money. It's really rare to get such good seafood in this little place.” A middle-aged man at the same table laughed and asked, "But although it's all worth it, we still want the best food. Let's order another oyster, one...”

“Okay, you guys wait.” Zhao Mengxiang walked into the kitchen.

“What's the matter? Guest dissatisfied?” Su Zhenhong and Liu Xiang saw Zhao Mengxiang being called over from the kitchen.

“A few Guests have eaten dishes made by Po and are not very satisfied. Please make these dishes yourself, Dad.” Zhao Mengxiang handed the list to Su Zhenhong.

“Well, don't tell Ah-jung about this. Don't blow the kid's motivation. It's amazing how much progress he can make in cooking. It's taken the Guest so long to make a difference from what I cook. Learn more and sooner or later be my successor.” Su Zhenhong laughed.

“Don't forget, Albert is a well-known college graduate, he's just coming back for a while, sooner or later, he's going back to the outside world and he's going to take your class as a cook?” Liu Xiao smiled and rebutted.

“That's right, the kid is going to make a big deal out of it. Being a chef is too big for you.” Su Zhenhong scratched his head embarrassingly.

After a while, Zhao Mengxiang served several more dishes made by Su Zhenhong, and several guests were eager to move the chopsticks.

However, they did not show Zhao Mengxiang's envisioned satisfied face, but rather frowned.

“Didn't we say we wanted the best food, why is it subordinate again, afraid we don't have the money to pay? Ask your best chef to do it for us.” Young people are getting a little angry.

“We don't mean to be difficult, it doesn't matter if we pay a little more, we just want to eat good food.” The middle-aged man was more polite in his speech, and paid a large sum of money, paid directly, and tipped 200 more.

“I...” Zhao Mengxiang took the money, but was in a bit of a hurry, thinking that these dishes were made by his father, how could they be secondary? Did Dad's cooking suddenly go down? What are we gonna do? Don't be lazy with so many generous Guests.

“What's the matter?” Su Zhenhong saw the dispute and walked over.

“Are you the boss or the cook?” Asked the youth.

“Yes, boss and chef.” Su Zhenhong replied.

“Then serve me the best dishes, like this one, this one, and this one...” The young man put aside a few empty plates with his face on them.

“Hmm?” Looking at the plates picked out by the youth, Su Zhenhong and Zhao Mengxiang were all stunned. These plates are obviously different from the other plates. If I remember correctly, they are the plates of the Aqi family, that is...

Zhao Mengxiang suddenly opened his mouth, and there was sudden enlightenment in the color of God, and he dared not believe it.

(ps: Thank you for the 200 rewards of the Spring Onion Mixed Tofu 1984, Sister Beauty, 100 rewards of the Qing Dong Dynasty, 50 rewards of the rainy season after dusk, 10 rewards of the Universe f, YDFFH, 0 of the Grandfather of the Ming Kingdom.