Ding, table No. 6 made three servings of cucumbers.

Ding, make a table No. 3 to pat cucumbers.

Ding, make a cucumber on the table No. 2.

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The kitchen was surprised that so many servings of cucumbers were brought to life. When did cucumbers be so popular? Is the economy already so in a downturn that everyone ordered only cucumbers?

Generally speaking, no one will order a second serving of cold dishes like this. I can’t finish the main dishes with big dishes, so who would stare at the cold dishes and eat them hard?

Could it be that there are suddenly many table guests?

But after waiting for a long time, they didn't hear other dishes being reported in the menu machine.

The master was afraid that something would happen to the menu machine would delay the problem, so he shouted to Guo Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, go to the front desk to ask what's going on, why do you have so many servings to take pictures of cucumbers."

Guo Zhi was very happy when he heard that the names of dishes were all cucumbers. It was not the peak period of dining, and everyone in the kitchen was resting. These dishes were Ding Chuan's production range. So he was busy alone, so how could he be unhappy?

However, after hearing Uncle San's words, he hurriedly got up and went out to ask.

In the kitchen, the master's words are authority, and he must not be disobedient just because he is his nephew.

On the contrary, he must listen more. After all, in addition to being a master, he is also his elder. How dare the younger generation refuse the elders’ words on the surface? It is important to understand the rules.

Ding Chuan didn't think much about it. The customers ordered a lot of cucumbers, which proved that they made delicious and the taste of the customers was always correct.

So I picked up the cucumber and waited for the system's prompt sound.

Ding, fresh cucumber and minced garlic seasoning = cucumber, whether to make it.

Ding Chuan chose without hesitation.

Ding Chuan really wanted to be lazy this time. Anyway, the system made seems to be more delicious than what he made, so let him make it so he can still have fun and leisure.

Otherwise, if you pat cucumbers with six or seven servings, your hands will have to be numb.

Guo Zhi asked very quickly, and soon he jogged back. When he was sure that he could only shoot cucumber, the master frowned.

Ding Chuan himself knows his cooking skills, which is not much different from his nephew, but why does the cucumbers he makes so popular?

No, Guo Zhi has to be done with him. It’s not the peak time of dining, but he has taken so many servings of cucumbers at once, so the boss will definitely pay attention.

If the boss later asked who made this dish, and if it was all made by Ding Chuan alone, it would prove that Ding Chuan's cooking skills were very good, which was not a good thing for Guo Zhi.

"Xiaozhi, you help Ding Chuan do it."

When Guo Zhi heard this, he was stunned and quickly said, "Uncle San, Ding Chuan should have made these side dishes, and he is not unable to make them, so I don't need to help."

The master frowned. Seeing this, Guo Zhi quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'll help, I'll help."

Guo Zhi didn't like Ding Chuan, but Ding Chuan didn't like him yet. "Master, I can do these few cucumbers in ten minutes, so I don't need anyone to help me."

The master pretended to be polite and smiled: "Anyway, Xiaozhi is idle, so taking cucumbers is not a difficult dish. You are afraid that he will not be able to cook well."

The master said this, so Ding Chuan naturally had nothing to say, "Look at me, I took five cucumbers, so I'll make five first, let Guo Zhi make the remaining two."

The master nodded, "Xiaozhi, have you heard it? You can make the remaining two."

Guo Zhi agreed reluctantly, picked up two cucumbers and started taking pictures. He was unwilling to help Ding Chuan. In addition, he was absent-minded, so the dishes he made were just like the appearance.

Ding Chuan has made five pieces of [Unique Cucumber Shot] here, and then looked at Guo Zhi.

The above shows "Extremely Unpalatable Cucumbers", and I was stunned. It shouldn't be. Guo Zhi himself knows the cooking skills. No matter how you say the food you make shouldn't be "Extremely Unpalatable".

Even if he is at the same level as himself, what he made is "hard to swallow". No matter how he understands it, "hard to swallow" should be better than "extremely unpalatable".

At this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared in my mind, "As a host, how could the system make you at the same level as ordinary people? Even if you were at the same level, I would force you to improve half a level so that your cooking skills would be far beyond them."

When Ding Chuan saw this, he suddenly realized that the food I made was also "extremely unpalatable"?

I see that I have some problems with your system. When I was a cook in the army, which soldier didn’t praise the delicious food I made.

Ding Chuan despised the system for a long time, but did not see the system's response, so he ignored him. Instead, he brought the five plates of [the ordinary cucumber shoot] to Chuancaikou.

Guo Zhi immediately brought two plates of [extremely unpalatable cucumbers] over.

The master looked carefully. He had been a chef for twenty years and could tell at a glance that Guo Zhi made a very average job. He had already lost to Ding Chuan in terms of color, fragrance and taste. The two dishes were completely incomparable.

Fortunately, this is a cold dish, and ordinary people cannot tell the subtle differences.

Soon, the cabbage pushed out with the food truck. The three big men were waiting for saliva. Now, seeing that the cucumbers were coming out, they stood up and rushed over without caring about the rules. They carried them one by one and left.

Chuan Caisheng didn't dare to say anything when he saw the three great men coming so fiercely. Besides, there were three plates of them. They were so strong that it was better to have less than more things. After all, the attitude of serving the industry is very important.

The three big men brought the cucumbers to their respective breasts, just like a chicken protecting food. They looked at each other and smiled and feasted. One of the big men was stunned when they first took their first bite, and then chewed them, and the more they chewed them, the more they became, the more wrong they were.

If you have never eaten the previous plates of cucumbers, maybe this plate is still in the normal state of the restaurant, but you have eaten a better cucumber, then the plate tastes like chewing wax and can't swallow it.

Then he vomited out, and saw that the other two were still feasting, but he had a bad plate. He felt quite unbalanced, so he immediately knocked the plate.

His actions made the other two stop and looked at him in surprise, "Why did you waste such delicious dishes? You don't want to eat them for us."

The big man waved his hand, "Don't mention it, my plate should not be made by the chef in front of me. It tastes like chewing candles, and I can't eat it at all. I guess this dish wouldn't be eaten even if I feed it to the dog."

The dish plate was detained, which was a big deal in the restaurant. Moreover, this restaurant was not particularly big. If it was seen by other diners, it would be difficult to open your own restaurant if it was reported.

The boss hurried over and asked in a low voice: "Several people, what's wrong? Didn't you see that you were very happy just now? Why are you still banning the dish now?"

The big man pointed to the dish, "The first few dishes are nothing to say about cucumbers, but the cook who made this dish has changed, and the taste is not something that humans can eat at all. Either you ask the cook who made the dish to make a serving for me, or I get up and leave now. I have never seen a cook who changes the cook before I finish it. You can do it yourself."

The man came in full force, and the boss quickly explained: "It may be that the people in the kitchen were not busy and helped each other. Please wait. I will let them make one and ensure you can eat well."
Chapter completed!