Everyone dislikes my farming

Chapter 302 Burrito
These ingredients were obviously not enough, Zhou Xiao quickly fried a few side dishes, and when Xiao Luoli arrived, he was already making spring pancakes.

On the long table outside the small kitchen, she stretched out her fingers and counted, there were sixteen pots of side dishes, vermicelli, bean sprouts, leeks and green peppers.

Xiao Luoli sniffed at the scent, "Chef Zhou, how do you eat burritos?".

Beads of sweat hung on Zhou Xiao's face, and a voice came from the kitchen, "Eat by yourself."

When Xiao Luoli was still in a daze, Zhou Xiao came over with a pot of freshly baked spring pancakes, and without making a sound, spread out the spring pancakes in his hand, wrapped them tightly with his favorite side dishes, and grabbed them directly on the pan. Eat with a bite in your hand.

"Just eat like this."

After reading it, Xiao Luoli's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly called He Yidong, who was playing chess with Mr. He, "Come here, it's time to get off work soon, if there are too many people, it's time to grab it."

The left hand is wearing a disposable glove, and the right hand is holding chopsticks. The thin layer of spring pancakes reveals toughness, wrapped with bean sprouts vermicelli, green pepper and potato shreds, and more than a dozen sauces to choose from.

Take a bite, the sauce bursts in your mouth, enjoy the thick taste and unique taste.

"Chef Zhou, is this enough for lunch?"

"There is also a soup, West Lake Beef Soup!"

Xiao Luoli smiled even more beautifully. The chef he hired for 3000 yuan is really worth it. Why don't you send Wang Xu a red envelope to thank him for his introduction?
Fortunately, Wang Xu didn't have any ambitions, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch up with Phoenix Mountain.

Soon, He Yidong followed Mr. He into the door, and the latter smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered the door, and smiled from ear to ear when he saw more than a dozen basin dishes, "This formation is fine, Anyi!".

Xiao Luoli quietly waved at He Yidong, and whispered in his ear, "Chef Zhou hid a pot of chicken drumsticks in the kitchen, go and ask him to hand it over."

He Yidong wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth naturally, "You're not good as a boss?".

Xiao Luoli was frustrated, "It's not easy to use. He traded the chicken legs with Brother Hai for the sauce."

"Then have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

A smile flashed in He Yidong's eyes, "Just eat it, save some for Chef Zhou, or you will get angry and quit the stall, and you won't be able to eat burritos in the future."

Xiao Luoli thought about it too, a sly light flashed in his eyes, he got up and said, "I'll get you a copy too."

He Yidong was noncommittal, obediently waiting for his daughter-in-law to grab the meat, and Mr. He, who had already wrapped up and started eating, walked slowly and sat down.

"Why don't you eat, there are still good dishes hidden in the back kitchen?".

The old man He is old and sophisticated, and he can tell everything at a glance. He is quite satisfied with the taste in his mouth, the kind that does not change the delicacies of mountains and seas, so he doesn't worry about the good dishes in the kitchen at the moment.

After a while, Xiao Luoli took out two cakes wrapped in good ingredients from the back kitchen, first brought one of them to Mr. He, and then happily fed it to her husband.

Mr. He ate his own with drooping eyelids, turning a blind eye to the dog food next to him. You take a bite and I take a bite. He played the rest of the trick decades ago.

In the time it took to talk, the army from get off work came running quickly, and when a row of faucets for washing hands at the door were not turned off, a crowd of hula-la squeezed past, washed their hands in twos and threes, and rushed to the window for cooking without waiting.

The aunts who were cooking came out to maintain order, lined up and handed out a pair of chopsticks first, and took spring pancakes and rolls one by one, so that everyone could eat as quickly as possible.

After eating three or five spring pancakes, the strong man with the best appetite is almost ready, and then a bowl of beef soup, and he slumped on the chair, too lazy to move.

Some of them held the pancakes in their hands and didn't pick up the bean sprouts and ate them slowly, "Today's bean sprouts are really authentic, much better than the hydroponic bean sprouts bought in the vegetable market."

Xiao Luoran was holding the mobile phone to retouch the picture, the nine-square grid of burritos taken before eating, and was going to upload it to Moments later to release poison.

He laughed and joked when he heard this, "As long as it tastes good, it's not in vain for Brother Da Lin to carry it back from the field in the rain."

"Hey, this bag of beans is the one that fell on the ground yesterday. I said it tastes so good."

"It's a pity, if I knew it, I would have kept a few more bags."

The few people around were talking and laughing, wishing for a few more rains, and they would be lucky in the future.

Zhou Xiao's culinary skills have long captured the hearts of everyone in Phoenix Mountain. It doesn't matter if he has a bad temper. None of the behind-the-scenes bosses in the novel has a good temper, as long as the food is delicious.

Most obviously, the number of short-term workers reported on the mountain has increased significantly in the past few days, and the pressure on the kitchen has increased.

Xiao Luoli waited for several days, but he still couldn't wait for Zhou Xiao to raise his salary. In the end, his conscience couldn't bear it. After get off work at night, he hugged the watermelon and found Zhou Xiao who was enjoying the coolness in the corridor.

Zhou Xiao, who was thirsty but didn't want to get up to pour water, couldn't move his eyes away from the watermelon.

Xiao Luoli didn't seem to see his eyes, and directly split the watermelon in half, and took out two spoons like magic, "Come on, let's each have half."

Zhou Xiao, "That's a good relationship."

Xiao Luoli ate and chatted, feeling that the atmosphere was getting better, and asked, "It's been a week since I went to work, can I get used to the work intensity?"

Zhou Xiao, "Very good. It would be even better if the watermelon is iced."

Xiao Luo raised his brows, he was quite surprised to see that he really thought Phoenix Mountain was good.

"It's like this. Everyone likes to eat your dishes. There are quite a lot of people these days, and you are also affected. I want to raise your salary."

Zhou Xiao stopped eating the melon, spat out the watermelon seeds, and said with a serious look, "Want to give me a raise?".

"Yup!"

Zhou Xiao flatly refused, "It's fine with the salary increase."

Xiao Luoli almost laughed out loud, could there be anything happier than giving an employee a raise and being rejected?
The answer is no!
"But," Zhou Xiao panted, and said slowly, "change it to something else."

Xiao Luoli asked cautiously, "For example?".

"I heard that there are running pheasants in Houshan. I haven't eaten them yet. There are also big geese, don't you think so? tell you later."

Xiao Luoli suddenly felt a toothache, and it was too little to write these together.

"You can have pheasants and geese, one for each month, and there are also pigs with pig feet, two pairs per month, do you think so?".

Zhou Xiao frowned, "I heard that there are beehives in Phoenix Mountain, right?"

Xiao Luoli smiled, "Yes, add another jar of honey."

"That's it, my request is not high, thank you, my boss."

"You're welcome."

Xiao Luoli pretended to say goodbye with a smile, and told herself that it didn't hurt her, and that she would make money by exchanging these extraneous things for a good chef!
Knowing that Zhou Xiao had no intention of leaving, Xiao Luoli's heart also settled down.

Sheep Village is located in a remote place, and most of the short-term workers that can be recruited are young people from the surrounding counties. They come early and leave late, and work hard all day.

(End of this chapter)