I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 133 Resign

"Elder Xie, if you have something to say, just say it, don't talk about those useless things."

Xu Yang, who knew Elder Xie's temper well, knew that this old boy must be a night owl when he saw the other party's behavior - he would come to the house for nothing.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Elder Xie immediately interjected: "Since you can get out of bed, then don't lie in the room and pretend to be dead, go downstairs quickly, and go to the kitchen to cook two appetizers for me first."

Xu Yang was immediately annoyed.

He pointed to his arm that was fixed by the splint, and the dozens of wounds on his body that were coated with gold-chuang medicine, and asked: "Elder Xie, I am a disabled person who has been seriously injured, do you think it is appropriate to instruct me like this?" ?”

Hearing this, Elder Xie blushed in a rare way.

As an elder, although he was often disrespectful, if he hadn't been forced to help, he wouldn't want to treat Xu Yang who was seriously injured so harshly at this time.

The crux of the problem was that the food cooked by Liu Xiaohu and those boys was really hard to swallow.

During the two days when Xu Yang was lying on the bed, he couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food.

He didn't even bother to touch the dirty wine left in the wine tank downstairs.

How can we drink without good food?

If it was in the past, Elder Xie would definitely not be so picky, after all, he is not a rich landlord who is particular about food.

But the old saying goes well: from simplicity to extravagance is easy, from extravagance to simplicity is difficult!
There is no harm without comparison.

Before going up Matou Mountain, Xu Yang provided them with delicious food.

Although he only ate a few meals, Elder Xie's mouth can be regarded as a teaser for him.

Now let him eat the food that Liu Xiaohu and others cooked blindly, it would be like being tortured.

So as soon as he got the news that Xu Yang was able to get out of bed, Elder Xie immediately came upstairs.

In this case, desire has triumphed over reason.

So after the old man blushed slightly, Elder Xie immediately turned into anger from embarrassment: "I said that your boy is only inconvenient in his hands and feet, and it's not that his head was smashed by someone. You can't do it yourself, why can't you go to the kitchen to give some advice to those little bastards? "

Seeing that this disrespectful old boy has talked so much, what else can Xu Yang say?

So even if he was unwilling, he still obediently turned into a disabled and determined young man, hanging the injured arm with a cloth strip, and walked to the kitchen with a depressed face.

At this time, the kitchen of Xu's restaurant was full of excitement.

Zhao Qianru and Qian Xian'er are putting on the posture of a senior consultant in the catering industry, directing Xiaoyu and Erdan to cook there.

"Turn the pot, turn the pot quickly, little fish, the eggs are almost burnt." Zhao Qianru, who had previously beaten Xu Yang, was so anxious that she almost rolled up her sleeves and went to do it herself.

"The fire is too hot, bastard, quickly remove some firewood from the stove." Qian Xian'er, who had never even lit the kitchen before, hurriedly directed there.

But Liu Xiaohu, who was standing aside, smiled wryly at this moment.

"I said that if you want to learn how to cook, do you have to pour some oil into the pot first?" Liu Xiaohu, who once helped Xu Yang wash tomatoes, finally couldn't help but say something.

But when he opened the map, he received no words of thanks.

No, just seeing Qian Xianer, that black-bellied little lolita, put her hand on her waist imposingly on the spot, and then said sarcastically: "See if you can, you kid knows everything, then why don't you go and fry her?" Two dishes for uncle Xie?"

"That's right, Junior Brother Liu, what's the use of just talking about it? If you have the ability, you can come and operate it yourself." Zhao Qianru added angrily.

This time, Liu Xiaohu didn't dare to say anything.

What these two beauties said hit his sore spot accurately.

Liu Xiaohu, who also helped Xu Yang in the kitchen, bravely took on the important task of eating for everyone after Xu Yang fell down.

It's a pity that although he was praised by everyone for his bravery, the final result was not so good.

For the past two days, Liu Xiaohu was not satisfied with the dishes that Liu Xiaohu cooked using gourd painting, let alone Elder Xie and the others.

It is also because of this that today's power will fall to the hands of these guys who are even more unreliable than him.

Qian Xian'er and Zhao Qianru, two unreliable high-ranking food consultants, saw Liu Xiaohu confessing on the spot, and they looked at each other with a smile, then turned their heads and planned to continue to guide the two and a half children to complete the so-called litter. of stir-fries.

But before they could speak again, they heard a familiar voice from the kitchen door.

"I said you guys, are you going to demolish my kitchen or what?" Xu Yang, who was a little out of breath, leaned on the kitchen door and asked quietly.

My good fellow, besides the bustle that shouldn't be there in the kitchen at this time, it's also a mess.

The two sticks of firewood that Er Dan had just pulled out from the stove were emitting smoky smoke.

And in the frying pan held by Xiao Yu'er, a lump of eggs that had been obviously burnt and blackened was emitting an unpleasant smell.

As for the egg shells and vegetable leaf stalks scattered all over the place, Xu Yang mistakenly thought that he had entered the garbage dump.

Seeing Xu Yang, a full-time chef, appear at the door of the kitchen, how dare those two beautiful fake high-ranking ginseng who still want to show off their cooking skills speak any more?
How can they have no idea how much goods they have in their stomachs.

Before Li Kui appeared, the two of them, Li Gui, could still talk nonsense without shame. Anyway, the culinary skills of these people in the kitchen were almost as different as theirs.

After Xu Yang's real body appeared, if they dared to continue to direct blindly, they would be ridiculous.

And Xiao Yu'er, who was still holding the frying pan in his hand, also looked worried at this time.

The glorious but arduous task of being in charge of the kitchen was not taken by him on his own initiative.

It was the two grandparents in front of him, who were afraid that their slender hands would smell too much of oily smoke, insisted on letting him take over.

And it is also known as: supporting young people.

"Brother Yang, it's better for you to come, I really can't do this."

Xiao Yu'er, who was afraid of being scolded, quickly put the blame on him and made an appearance of abdicating.

When I usually watch Xu Yang stir-fry, I still feel it is very simple, but if I really want him to do it, besides being in a hurry, I can only stir-fry the black stuff in the pot.

Although the task of holding the spoon was forced on him by the two aunts, it was his credit that burned the pot black.

So at this time, Xiao Yu'er was really guilty.

"What's the matter, look at me like this, can I still cook?" Xu Yang, who still had one hand hanging around his neck with a cloth strip, gave him an annoyed look.

(End of this chapter)