710: C710 Cookers Who Turned into Dogs

C710 Cookers Who Turned into Dogs

Outside the Midnight Snack Restaurant, a banner was pulled up by a few people.

On it was written: "Black Heart Shop, Midnight Snack Restaurant, refund my membership card!

At the entrance of the Midnight Snack Restaurant, the security guards glared at the banner and asked Lee Dafa in confusion, "Captain Li, is what they said true?"

Lee Dafa spat at the beach in disdain. "Really my ass! Director Murong had already returned the money to her client!

These people are clearly those guys who came to cause trouble that day!"

The security guards immediately said that they had a common enemy. Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and beat them up!"

Lee Dafa's expression was ugly as he said, "Damn it, I also want to beat them up!"

He wanted to beat them up more than anyone else on the beach.

But these people seemed to be the same as Ji Er, Leng Feng and the others. They were the kind of Ancient Fighters.

They came and went like the wind. When Lee Dafa and his men rushed up to them, they started running.

When Lee Dafa ran back, panting, they appeared again like ghosts.

This feeling of not being able to catch them and not being able to catch them made Lee Dafa feel uncomfortable.

And because of these people, the Midnight Snack Restaurant's reputation in Bailu City became even worse.

All of a sudden, the name "Black Heart Shop" seemed to have been hung in the name of the Midnight Snack Restaurant. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

In the kitchen, after three hours of preparation, Ye Hong's eyes finally lit up. He looked excitedly at the small packet of medicinal powder in his hand.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He poured the powder and chicken meat into the pot and stir-fried them together.

As the fragrance of the oil exploded, strands of strange fragrance immediately spread out from the pot.

"Gulp, gulp..."

One of the chefs subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a bewildered expression, "What smell is so fragrant?"

This was a kind of fragrance that he had never smelled before. It seemed to carry the fragrance of medicinal fragrance, meat fragrance, and oil at the same time. ...

The fragrance seemed to be thick and faint. At first, it was almost imperceptible. However, once the fragrance passed by, it lingered in his nose for a long time, unable to dissipate for a long time.

That fragrance instantly aroused the gluttony in the chef's stomach, and it caused him to feel a hunger that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried.

At this moment, all the chefs who were extremely sensitive to the taste immediately looked towards the source of the fragrance - frying pan.

Within the frying pan, the tender white chicken meat was covered with various seasonings and was gradually dyed golden.

The peculiar fragrance from earlier was emitted from the chicken meat.

"What is Manager doing?"

While the group of chefs were puzzled, Ye Hong turned his back to the crowd. He said lightly, "It's not too late to learn now."

When he said this, the chefs were first stunned. Then, they widened their eyes at the same time!

In 0.01 seconds, they were like pugs. They stuck out their tongues and surrounded Ye Hong with flattering smiles. They focused on Ye Hong's actions and did not let go of any details.

"Manager, what are your orders?"

"Manager, please let me, Little Gao, help you!"1

In the world of chefs, the easiest way to make a chef famous was, of course, their cooking.

But how to make people remember their culinary skills?

The simplest way was to make a dish that the guests had never eaten before.

And now Ye Hong was obviously inventing a dish that they had never seen before.

From the fragrance just now, they could faintly feel that this dish was extraordinary.

If they could master this dish, they would have some kind of capital. Even if these chefs left the Midnight Snack Restaurant in the future, they would not have to worry about not being able to find a job!

Hence, it was extremely normal for them to do what they did just now.

In front of a new dish, every chef would turn into a licking dog. - - Xuanyuan Eleven.

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