Since we are cooking noodles, there is no need to prepare noodles.

However, Chollima is also a high-end hotel.

If you want to make noodles or ramen on site, the ingredients are all there.

Only this noodle, the buyer never bought it at all.

Fu Yu had no choice but to rush to the supermarket in the back street and buy a bag of wide noodles based on the sketch.

He came and went like this, and it was already past his off-duty time.

The other people in the kitchen have already made an appointment to go out tonight.

Now that we see something happened again, no one dares to leave.

Sun Qingning asked: "What's going on?"

Fu Yu explained: "Oh, the customer asked for another bowl of seafood noodles."

Sun Qingning breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, it was a false alarm."

Then he remembered something and said worriedly: "But Chef Zhao is not here, what should I do?"

Fu Yu said: "I'll cook."

Sun Qingning wanted to say, can you do it?

The words reached his lips and he swallowed them back.

Now that the chef and chef are gone, among the entire back kitchen staff, only Fu Yu and Yao Yihang can barely hold up the countertop.

"Then let me give you a hand?"

What Sun Qingning said was quite sincere.

Zhao Meng is gone, so there are only a few of them left, so they can help each other as much as possible.

Especially there is no competitive relationship between him and Fu Yu.

After the previous incident, Sun Qingning had consciously identified himself as a candidate to compete for a permanent position.

Fu Yu waved his hand: "No, you can go and play. It's just a bowl of noodles. I can make it myself."

Sun Qingning wanted to speak again, but was stopped by others.

"Fu Yu said it's okay, so let's go first."

Everyone didn't say it with their mouths, but they actually had opinions in their hearts.

They are all small workers in the kitchen, but Fu Yu is liked and respected by Zhao Meng.

Jealousy and envy are one aspect, but the main reason is imbalance in the mind.

Fu Yu, why should he?

Yao Yihang was able to get Gu Yunwu's attention because although Yao Yihang, like Fu Yu, was working in Holland, he already had more than two years of work experience when he applied for the job.

Not only can I cook the stove independently, but my knife skills and spoon-bending skills are outstanding among several small craftsmen.

Yao Yihang has the capital to convince people.

What does Fu Yu have?

A poor boy from the county town.

I graduated from a chef school and have no experience in the kitchen.

Counting over and over again, there is nothing convincing about it!

The others left together.

Fu Yu himself was the only one left in the kitchen.

There is nothing difficult about making noodle soup.

Fu Yu prepared the ingredients and poured oil into the pot.

When the oil is hot, sprinkle with chopped green onion, and as soon as the aroma comes out, pour the prepared warm water into the pot.

While he was busy, Wang Yuxuan came to the kitchen to see how his preparation was going.

"Why are you alone? Where are the others?"

Fu Yu turned around and said, "I'm leaving after get off work."

Wang Yuxuan frowned: "The customers are still waiting, and they all left? Not even one to help you?"

Fu Yu explained: "It's just cooking a bowl of noodles. I can be busy and let them go."

Wang Yuxuan nodded. After listening to Fu Yu's words, he felt that it was indeed not difficult.

When cooking noodles, put the water in the pot and put in what ingredients.

She thought so, so when she saw Fu Yu put a small handful of noodles into the pot, her eyes widened in shock.

No, this is too easy to deal with, right?

The customer ordered seafood noodles, a bowl costs 168, but the next pot of noodles, which is the most expensive, costs no more than 8 yuan?

Isn't this...a little unreasonable?

The bowl that Chef Zhao had just made was full of color, flavor and flavor. When she served the plate, smelling the delicious smell, she felt her appetite was whetted.

Now Fu Yu is cooking a pot of noodles. With these ingredients, what seafood can be paired with them to make up for the difference in taste?

What a nonsense!

If a bowl of noodles were served, the customers would be furious.

There was no one else in the kitchen. Wang Yuxuan looked at Fu Yu in disbelief: "Are you going to cook a pot of noodles and serve them to the customers? No matter how you cook these things, they are still noodles!"

"Let me tell you, Fu Yu, don't look at what the customers say is nice. It will be served to the table soon. If the seafood noodles are not made to their liking, this matter will definitely not be over!"

"If a customer makes a fuss and Chef Zhao and the others are not here, the responsibility will be all yours in the end! What will you do then? The boss will finally find out. The fine is a trivial matter, and he may be fired if he doesn't do it!"

The more Wang Yuxuan talked, the more anxious he became: "If you really don't know how to cook it, then quickly find out whether to contact Chef Zhao or order a bowl outside. Let's get through this first."

Fu Yu used chopsticks to stir the noodles in the pot to prevent them from sticking.

"No, it's too late. The seafood noodles made by Chef Zhao are so authentic. They are not satisfied with them. Even if they order them from outside, the taste will definitely not be the same."

Wang Yuxuan was anxious: "You know the situation and you are messing around! Why are you fooling around! I think it's better to call Chef Zhao as soon as possible. Even if the customer waits for a while, it's better than you carrying noodles!"

Fu Yu kept moving his hands, stirring the noodles again, and casually sprinkled the prepared shrimp skins in.

"No, Chef Zhao went to the music restaurant to help. He will definitely not be back in time."

Wang Yuxuan was furious: "Then you can't do whatever you want!"

Fu Yu lowered the heat a little: "It's okay, I know what's going on."

Wang Yuxuan: "..." You have so many farts!

Fu Yu: "Okay, the pot will be ready soon. I'll bring it to them myself later."

Wang Shuxuan sneered: "Even if you bring it over in person, they won't buy it! I'm telling you, if there really is a fuss later, I can't save you!"

The noodles are cooked.

Fu Yu used a strainer to fish out the noodles and put them into a large bowl that had been prepared in advance.

The porcelain white surface of the large bowl is ordinary, but the bottom of the bowl is somewhat dark.

When the noodles are poured in, the green line immediately appears.

Fu Yu followed the instructions and filled a third of the bowl with noodles, poured the soup on top, and finally used chopsticks to pick out the shrimp skin and place it on top.

In order to make it look better, Fu Yu went to the storage room to serve a plate of freshly marinated lemon chicken feet, as well as spicy and sour secret radish cubes.

One bowl of noodles and two plates of side dishes.

Fu Yu carried the tray and went to the private room 210.

Wang Yuxuan followed behind, his mind filled with thoughts of breaking the jar.

The customer ordered seafood noodles.

What was served in the kitchen was a clear noodle soup with little water.

I’m afraid this side will be pinned directly to the table in a while, right?!

OK!!

...

At the same time, in private room 210.

Xu Dan frowned and looked at Su Ying next to her who looked expectant.

She didn't want to disappoint Su Ying.

This child was so well-behaved that it was rare for her to make a request. Since she agreed, she wanted to help make it happen.

But the young chef just now looked really unreliable.

If it doesn’t work, I’ll wait until the shooting is finished tomorrow and try another one.

Is there any other restaurant in Bei'an that makes good pasta?

Xu Dan thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

She remembered a person who was the planner of a live broadcast platform.

This person has just done a series of food tours before, so he must have channels in this area.

Xu Dan no longer has any expectations for Chollima's chef.

I thought the noodles would be served soon, so don’t make it difficult for the sous chef.
Chapter completed!