Happy little peasants

When the chicken soup was just boiling, the master was already drooling.

Having been a chef for so many years, he still possesses the basic professional qualities.The chef must be able to eat, be able to eat, and be able to taste dishes, but must not be greedy.

Having been in the industry for so long, this is the first time he drools over the ingredients he is cooking.

The chicken soup needs to be boiled for several hours before all the nutrients in the chicken can be squeezed out and the soup can be delicious.But this chicken obviously violated the laws of nature.

In just half an hour, the soup boiled for the first time, and it was already fragrant.

He couldn't wait to fill out a bowl and sip it.The delicious chicken soup is completely beyond words.

The master feels that the culture in his head is too low, and he can't think of how to evaluate it.His body gave the most honest answer—a bowl of hot soup. In October, when the tigers were raging in autumn, he actually took a few mouthfuls.

The few guys beside him were drooling while sniffing the delicious scent.The master had finished drinking and couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, good, good chicken!"

Meng Na also slobbered, of course, as a leader, she still has considerable self-control.

"Master, how is it?" Meng Na asked.

The master gave her a thumbs up, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that the boss should also serve a bowl.So he hurriedly brought a bowl to Meng Na and sent it over, and also took a spoon intimately.

Meng Na took the soup bowl, the thick bowl could not keep away from the heat.But she could not care about the hot hand, and hurriedly took a sip. The wonderful taste made her feel refreshed, and she felt like walking on the beach and playing by the stream.I feel like I'm back to eighteen or nine years old, youthful and ignorant, but full of vitality.

One mouthful after another, the aftertaste is endless. Meng Na didn't realize that the bowl was empty after drinking, but still kept the mechanical soup scooping action.

Jingle bells!

The porcelain spoon touched the porcelain bowl, and the crisp sound awakened her, but there was still part of her mind wandering.

"What's up?" Jiang Xiaohu was actually slobbering, and he held back his appetite.

Meng Na was incredibly calm, turning her head to look at him: "It's not bad." Her tone was very calm, and she said to the master, "Master, please send me this soup upstairs. Tiger, let's go up and talk. Right."

Jiang Xiaohu felt helpless, he went to her office after all!At that time, I don't know what will happen.But at the same time he was still a little excited, faintly feeling that good things were approaching.

When the two came to the office, Meng Na called Xu Linglong and Niu Lihua for a long time.Before the call was over, the master had already delivered the chicken soup.

The chicken soup passes through the kitchen, enters the employee elevator, and then to the office floor. The fragrance has been smelling along the way.After walking around, almost half of the restaurant people can smell the fragrance.Everyone is talking about it, wondering what new dish this is, because the fragrance is too delicious.

"Mr. Meng, the chicken soup is here!" The master put the chicken soup on the table and said to Meng Na, "That's right, a diners just asked us how much the soup is."

Meng Na said calmly, "How did you answer?"

"I told her that this soup is a new product and is still under development." The master said.

"Very well, go ahead, let me discuss something with Mr. Jiang." Meng Na said, "Oh yes, after the duck is ready, you will also bring us a copy, and you will share the rest. Eat."

The master agreed, turned and left.

Meng Na and Jiang Xiaohu were left in the room. She stared at him, her eyes unblinking, her gaze aggressive.

Jiang Xiaohu felt that the real horror of this woman was.

Her greatness is not in her charm, but in her serious sense of persecution.It is a sense of despair that makes people unable to hide. This kind of momentum can only be cultivated by people who are in high positions all the year round.Moreover, not all managers can have this kind of aura.

Now Jiang Xiaohu was shrouded in this aura, feeling a little depressed.

"Sister Na, don't do this with me, I'm afraid." Jiang Xiaohu pretended to be afraid, patted her chest, looking at her with horror.

Meng Na said: "Come on less, let's explain now."

"No, what do you want me to explain?" Jiang Xiaohu said silently, "Is that the origin of the chicken?"

"Are you very smart!" Meng Na raised her legs, her long skirt looming, beautiful and beautiful.

Jiang Xiaohu had a black line on his forehead. He tried to restrain himself, not to look where he shouldn't look, but his eyes seemed to be iron filings attracted by a magnet, and he couldn't help but drift where.

How could Meng Na not know his careful thoughts?She did this deliberately, the beautiful place, no man can resist the temptation.

However, while tempted, Meng Na couldn't forget the business, she was waiting for Jiang Xiaohu to answer.She accompanied Jiang Xiaohu to buy the chicken. She knew that Wang Ziqiang would never sell Jiang Xiaohu's good chicken seedlings in order to weaken his opponent's competitiveness.

Moreover, after working with Wang Ziqiang for so long, Meng Na has never had such a delicious chicken.

This chicken is extraordinary.

Faced with Meng Na's questioning, Jiang Xiaohu was speechless: "Sister, let me dig my heart out with you, the chicken fry I picked with you last time."

"Then why is the taste so bad? To tell you the truth, we also order this variety of chickens, mainly for high-end box lunches and set meals. The taste is not bad, but it is definitely not too delicious. Basically a chicken The price of rice can only be sold for about forty yuan."

Jiang Xiaohu has a black line in his forehead, Damn, you sell a chicken rice set meal for 40 yuan?Just the garbage chicken in Wang Ziqiang's farm?What a huge profit, huge profit!but I like it!There seemed to be a hundred mischievous kittens scratching and fighting in his heart, which aroused his excitement.

He calculated silently in his heart what kind of profit his farm would make in the future.Although some profiteering, but he has a clear conscience.The animals and plants nourished by the god water of mountains and rivers definitely have health-preserving effects that the food in the real world does not have.From this point of view, diners have taken a big advantage.

He had a small calculation in his heart, and Meng Na had already seen it.Meng Na smiled secretly: "This kid is really smarter than a monkey. He loves money to death."

She couldn't help knocking on the desktop with her hand to remind Jiang Xiaohu to answer the question.

Jiang Xiaohu thought for a long time, then replied, "How can I answer you to believe it? It's really that batch of chicken fry, if you don't believe it, you can..."

Before he could say anything, he saw Meng Na stand up and walk towards him.

Jiang Xiaohu stood up with a brush all over his body. This was not afraid, but nervous.

What Meng Na would do, no one knew better than him.Sure enough, Meng Na had already attached it, and her hand gently brushed his sideburns, exhaling like blue.