At this time, the head chef was rushing from the back kitchen to the front hall in a hurry, with a hint of anger on his gloomy face, like an angry lion.

The waiter who wanted to say hello to him quickly moved away after seeing him, for fear that he would vent his anger on him.

When I came to the front hall, I saw many kitchen staff and waiters gathered here. Everyone was discussing enthusiastically how to get autographs and photos.

No one dared to go to the private room area to disturb the guests' dining, so they could only wait for Qin Yaxuan's arrival in this hall.

Many people have notebooks and pens in their hands, and some people hold different styles of clothes. Everyone is waiting in line here in an orderly manner.

At first glance, they looked like fans waiting for celebrities at the airport. The only difference was that there was no fanaticism on their faces.

"Everyone has lined up, don't crowd, come one by one."

The one at the front of the queue was Guo Xiaoguang. At this moment, he was dancing and maintaining order in the queue. He didn't even notice that a pair of angry eyes had been staring at him.

After finding the target, the chef walked over step by step, and the anger in his heart increased with every step he took.

After arriving at Guo Xiaoguang's side, the head chef didn't say anything, grabbed his ear, twisted it hard, and dragged him away.

"Ah..., it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Damn it, who is it?"

Guo Xiaoguang roared loudly in pain and began to curse regardless.

"I-am-your-uncle...!"

The head chef said sternly word by word.

"Oh, uncle, don't, don't, be gentle, be gentle."

Guo Xiaoguang heard the chef's voice and quickly changed his face and begged for mercy.

Hearing Guo Xiaoguang's begging for mercy, the chef did not relax his hand at all, but twisted it hard again.

Guo Xiaoguang's screams became even louder... and everyone in the hall was stunned.

Everyone usually knows that the head chef is particularly partial to Guo Xiaoguang. Every time he throws a trap, the head chef resolves it one by one, which takes a lot of effort.

At most, he said a few words, and I have never seen him directly take action.

He also asked everyone to keep a respectful distance from Guo Xiaoguang and not to provoke him no matter what.

Did the sun rise in the west today? Or did Guo Xiaoguang do something outrageous?

However, everyone was happy to see them fighting each other, and no one had a good impression of Guo Xiaoguang. When they saw him being dragged away like this, no one came up to say a word, which shows that his popularity is extremely poor.

Dragging Guo Xiaoguang to an empty private room, the head chef let go of his ears and kicked him hard on the butt.

"Hey, what happened, uncle?"

Guo Xiaoguang has never seen the head chef get so angry. Did he do something wrong?

"You have the nerve to ask me what happened?"

The more the head chef talked, the angrier he became, and his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

"Let me ask you, where did the red mushrooms you brought me during lunch come from?"

"Russula?"

Guo Xiaoguang thought for a while and immediately replied: "You are talking about the big red mushroom, right? This is a gift from the supplier. There are only a few in total. I fried them all and sent them to you. I didn't even want to eat a bite of them myself."

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"Are you sure it was given by them and you didn't pick it up from somewhere?"

The head chef looked a little better and asked seriously.

"Uncle, my biological uncle, can I still lie to you?"

Guo Xiaoguang feels aggrieved. He worked so hard to prepare precious things for you to eat, but it’s okay if you don’t appreciate it. He still questions and punishes himself like this. Who can he ask to reason?

"Then did you stir-fry it when you made it? Otherwise, why did I have diarrhea all afternoon and still have diarrhea now? I'm almost exhausted...!"

"Ah?! That, that, should, should be cooked...?!"

Guo Xiaoguang felt guilty when he heard that the chef had diarrhea after eating mushrooms. Could it be that he really didn't cook it well?

Only he knows the hatred in the head chef's heart, the grievance and helplessness in his heart.

Manager Ma had given instructions three days in advance that the guests coming today were unusual and they needed to be treated well.

I prepared the cold dishes well in advance, and I didn't eat anything in the afternoon. But just when I was about to turn on the stove to make hot dishes, my stomach felt like it was churning, and I was so painful that I broke out in a cold sweat.

At first, I endured cooking a few dishes, but then I couldn’t bear it anymore. I couldn’t even remember how many times I ran back and forth to the toilet, and my bowel movements got worse each time...

Seeing that there were only two dishes left, I didn't expect that it was the time when I was struggling the most...

In the end I couldn't bear it anymore, so after I finished my bowel movement, I quickly found some medicine and took it, which made me feel a little better.

But this time, I wasted a lot of time, and I was always thinking about the last two dishes. If the guests finished eating and the dishes were not served, it would be a big trouble.

But when he hurried back to the kitchen, he saw a scene that made him extremely angry.

That damn orphan actually cooked the food while he was away. Can he do it well with just his three-legged cat skills?

Ever since that incident happened, I have been ostracizing him. I have never taught him cooking skills or let him sit on the stove once. Even if he is extremely smart, what can he learn if he finds an opportunity to secretly see what he can learn?

He must be taking revenge, so damned, he finally found a chance to take revenge...

He must have done it on purpose, otherwise how could he have the courage to cook on the stove and consume all the ingredients, leaving him with no way to make amends.

Is it that easy to make me look embarrassed and take responsibility?!

I'll kill you first so that you can't make a splash.

No, you still have to go to the front to see what's going on. If the customer is not satisfied, you have to go back and cook two more special dishes.

As for how to explain it, we'll see what happens later...

"I'll take care of you when I get back." The head chef said viciously to Guo Xiaoguang, then turned around and left in a hurry.

Guo Xiaoguang watched the chef leave in a hurry, feeling extremely aggrieved. He secretly lamented in his heart who he had provoked...

I arrived outside the private room in three steps and found that there was no one outside. The waiter was not there? Manager Ma was not there either?

Didn’t Manager Ma say that he would personally supervise the entire process tonight? Could it be that the customer inside was angry and was currently explaining to the customer inside?

When he thought of this possibility, the head chef felt a little uneasy, and his hands that were about to push the door froze for a moment.

"Eh?!" The atmosphere inside seemed a bit lively!

The closer he got to the door, the more he could hear the sounds coming from inside. The chef quickly put his ear to the door...

"Huh?!" It seemed like they were talking about food.

Tofu…….

Nanshan…….

Birthday banquet…….

Two dishes must be made….

What exactly did you say? Why can’t you hear me clearly?

Could it be that the two dishes of tofu and Nanshan were cooked badly? This is a birthday banquet. Are you using these things to fool me? Do you want to make them again?

Why didn't you speak? The head chef pressed his ears closer.

"ah!"

Hearing a scream coming from inside, the chef's heart suddenly tightened. This was Manager Ma's voice. Could it be that the customer was angry and threw something?

"Don't worry?!" What do you mean?

The customer must have shipped the goods. Manager Ma is trying to apologize.

"The chef must know how to...?!" What must he know?

Could it be that he is telling the guests to rest assured that the chef will definitely cook it well again...?

Your sister..., what should I do if the ingredients are gone? Shoudao has to make the dough again, and the dough has to be rested after it has been made. I can’t make it in less than an hour.

Not to mention Wensi Tofu, those broths took 6 hours.

Oh my gosh, Grandpa Ma, Zuzong Ma, you wouldn’t really tell your customers to make another one right away….

It's over, it's over, I know I screwed up today, damn Chu Yunfeng, damn Guo Xiaoguang.

"Ah...!!!!!!" The head chef began to collapse inwardly.
Chapter completed!