Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

Jian Yan stretched out her hand to cover Sanhua's big forehead, "Don't hit your forehead."

The intimate mode of greeting among the Agarians is forehead bumping, which is also the way of expressing emotion.

Whether you're in a good mood or a bad mood, hit it right.

Oh, I also like to bump my forehead when I quarrel and fight. This one is more violent, and I have to bump loudly. It will not stop until I faint, and I will get back together when I wake up.

Then, within two minutes of reconciliation, there may be another collision because of a wrong word or other small conflicts.

In short, this is a race with very strange customs.

At first, she didn't know that Agalia had this custom, and she was bumped out by Sanhua without the slightest precaution.

The little girl's forehead was really hard. The moment it hit it, it felt like hitting an iron plate. It was the kind of collision with a strong impact. It made her dizzy and almost concussed on the spot.

After learning a lesson, she forbade Sanhua and the others to have close contact with her.

But they didn't listen, and they thought about bumping into her every day when they met.

Today is no exception.

But because of being rejected too many times, Sanhua has gotten used to it.

She didn't bother about this, but let her palm cover her forehead, blinked her big eyes that occupied most of her face and said with a smile, "Master, good morning!"

"Good morning, Hua."

Jian Yan withdrew his hand, and greeted several other apprentices one after another. Just as he was about to speak, the order elf began to sing the menu.

This menu sang for more than ten minutes before stopping.

A few apprentices, "..."

Still, Master has a card, and when Master is not there, the regular customers in the room would rather sit there, eat free snacks, drink tea and chat, instead of ordering food.

As soon as the master came, he ordered food as if he was in a hurry.

They were stunned for a long time before Sanhua came to his senses, "Master, there are some pickled fish, I'll kill them for you."

"I will help Master cut the meat."

"I'm going to get rid of the chicken."

"The sausage is gone, I'm going to get some more."

"···"

Jian Yan looked at the few apprentices who arranged the work for him, smiled, turned around, checked the menu first, picked up the required ingredients according to the table number, came to the stove, and took out the chef's uniform, hat and clothes from the cabinet. After putting on the mask and washing hands, I got busy.

As soon as the fire is turned on and the ingredients are put into the pot, the kitchen that originally only had the aroma of various broths is filled with a strong aroma.

Gu Yuan has a special liking for fried crispy pork. Every time he comes here, he must order a piece of crispy pork. He never gets tired of eating it.

Today is no exception.

As the crispy meat came to the table, he couldn't wait to eat a few pieces with his chopsticks. After he finished, he sighed, "Little boss, this crispy meat really makes me linger."

The person at the next table was also a regular customer, and said, "Don't you think it's too greasy?"

"No no no."

Gu Yuan shook his head and laughed, "Others' crispy meat will indeed feel greasy, but the little boss's won't. Her control over the temperature of the oil is almost perfect."

The regular customer laughed, "I can see it, you absolutely love the little boss's crispy meat."

Gu Yuan waved his hand, "You're wrong again, not only do I really love the little boss's crispy pork, but I also love her other dishes."

While talking, the second dish was brought over by Vivienne.

The second dish is a leek box.

The leek box has a characteristic, that is, it has a strong fragrance, which can be smelled from far away.

Vivienne walked all the way carrying the plates, and the aroma made all the diners salivate.

Gu Yuan, "..."

This scent is really alluring.