Chapter 312 It’s just the hat pushing down

"The God of Food in Hong Kong?"

Zhou Xingxing and Uncle Da tilted their heads forward. The green vegetables in their mouths had no time to chew and hung on their lips, as if they were biting on an ornament. It was funny.

"Yes, in every industry nowadays, as long as you do well enough, you can be called a god. The Xiangjiang God of Cookery means that you cook the most delicious food, and you are extremely accomplished in the catering industry, so you can win the first prize in the God of Cookery competition.

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The third uncle spoke complacently, as if he was not sitting in a restaurant eating at the moment, but as a judge at the finale of a certain God of Cookery competition, commenting on the dishes one by one.

"Sir Zhou, is there such a competition?"

Uncle Da had been working as an undercover agent for a long time. Apart from having a good understanding of the prisoner the police station was watching, he didn't know anything else. He couldn't directly refute the third uncle, so he asked Zhou Xingxing in a weird way.

Of course, the first mouthful of green vegetables has already fallen into my stomach.

"Ah? There is a God of Gamblers and Gamblers in the gambling world. It is not surprising that there is a God of Cookery in the catering industry."

Zhou Xingxing rolled his tongue and put the green vegetables into his mouth bit by bit. His teeth were aligned up and down, and the delicious dishes were sent into his stomach.

After completing this series of actions, Leng Buding was asked by Uncle Da. He spread his hands, showing a well-informed look, and answered very naturally.

In the gambling world, in addition to the well-known Gambling God Gao Jin and Gambling Hero Chen Daozai, Gambling Saint Brother is also very famous, but Zhou Xingxing just doesn't talk about it.

It’s so embarrassing to praise myself.

"Oh, that's it, then I understand."

Uncle Da didn't realize that Zhou Xingxing had missed what he said. He rolled his eyes and thought that this was the truth, so he assumed he understood it.

Uncle San followed Zhou Xiaoxing. Most of what he said and did had reasons. Uncle Da only had to nod.

Some ate it, and even broke the casserole and asked what they were cooking?

If you really can't hold it in any longer, you can go back to your house and ask Sir Zhou. After getting along with the latter these days, Uncle Da feels that Sir Zhou is a silly person who takes money very seriously except when he likes girls.

Apart from that, he is actually a person who values ​​feelings very much.

He was sure that if something happened to him while undercover, Sir Zhou would definitely not ignore him.

"Well, Third Uncle, I think you've gone too far. Chef Zhou, I have a relatively good relationship with him. I only know how good he is at cooking and how easy he is to get along with. I never thought he might be the God of Cookery."<

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He Jinyin picked up a large piece of roast goose and put it in a bowl. The oil on the roast goose slowly penetrated into the white rice with clear grains. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously as he looked at it.

Hearing the conversation between the three people in front of him, he interrupted.

"What's his last name?"

The third uncle had just taken a mouthful of rice and saw He Jinyin's surprised look on his face. He quickly put down his chopsticks, chewed a few times quickly, and was about to answer.

He has always judged people very accurately, not to mention diet, which he has studied the most.

Let's put it this way, what he said before was not 100% accurate, but 99% correct.

Before he could answer, Zhou Xiaoxing, who was eating and drinking beside him, suddenly asked.

"Chef Zhou."

He Jinyin was asked this question out of the blue. He didn't know what Zhou Xiaoxing meant, so he answered casually. When he turned sideways to face the latter, he bit his index finger in his mouth. The rich oil juice dripped onto his hand when he pinched the roasted goose leg.

"What's his full name?"

Zhou Xiaoxing had a serious look on his face, ignoring the glances from other people on the table. He put his elbows on the table and turned to face He Jinyin.

"What is his full name? I don't remember it very well. I just know that when he came to the store, the boss asked us to call him Stephen Zhou. We felt that it was a weird name and uncomfortable to be called, so we called him Chef Zhou.

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Stephen Zhou, the third uncle is really right this time, he is the God of Food in Xiangjiang, but what do you mean he will be in this shop?

"Stephen Zhou?"

The third uncle muttered in his mouth, tilted his head, and thought carefully in his mind. This name... I have never heard of it, but when I heard it, I knew that this person was extraordinary.

Zhou Xiaoxing originally thought that his third uncle knew this person. After waiting for more than a minute, the latter showed no reaction. He smiled bitterly and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to ask out his doubts.

At this moment, the boss led a team of uneven employees to serve the food. This time, there was a man wearing a chef's hat behind him.

"Boss Zhou, the second round of dishes is about to be served, these should be removed first."

The boss was hunched over, making his already short figure look even smaller. He looked at Zhou Xiaoxing flatteringly, waiting for his answer.

Zhou Xiaoxing didn't say much, just nodded. Most of the dishes on the table were on CD-ROM, so it would be no problem to remove them.

After touching his belly, there was still room. Zhou Xiaoxing's mouth turned up. It seemed that the food was so delicious that it whetted his appetite.

In the next few minutes, every time the boss served a dish, he introduced it arrogantly. He did not serve the dishes exactly according to the dishes on the menu, but served the best-selling and most popular dishes in the store first.

, so he was extremely happy to see everyone eating cleanly.

Even if no one at the table looked at him.

I understand, it’s all because of the tall and thin guy, who has a good mouth, but you have to speak when explaining. It’s okay to speak, why do you have to do it in front of the guests? Forget it in front of people, but you still need to speak louder when explaining?

Are you afraid that the guests at the table won’t hear you?

Fortunately, he knew how to make up for it. When he was observing the reaction of Zhou Xiaoxing's table in the kitchen, he found that everyone on the table was full of praise for the dishes. He also heard the words "Chef Zhou", the God of Cookery, coming from him, so he suggested

......

Chef Zhou came over to serve the food and make Zhou Xiaoxing and the others happy.

When Zhou Xiaoxing is happy, the boss will be happy. Once the boss is happy, it will be very refreshing to get the food at the end of the month!

Based on this logic, even if Stephen Zhou doesn't want to come out, he still has to follow.

It's just that the hat is pushed down.

"Sheng Zhou, the dishes are here. Please use them with caution. If there is something wrong, please tell me in time. No, Stephen Zhou knows that he can change it on the spot. If you don't like it once, or twice, it's still not to your liking, it's okay.

Change it several times until you are satisfied."

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The smile on the boss's face was about to explode. He pushed Stephen Zhou forward. Seeing his eyeless face, the boss' half-smiling smile gradually stiffened.

It doesn’t matter what he does or what his attitude is. As Zhou Xiaoxing’s future boss, he needs to be polite and kind.

How proud are you of covering your face like this?

Thinking of this, he stood on tiptoe and straightened Stephen Zhou's hat. The boss showed a professional fake smile and continued to push the former.

Hearing what the boss said, everyone was excited. To be able to make such delicious dishes, this chef is definitely not an easy person.

Not to mention whether he is the God of Food in Xiangjiang or not, the God of Food in this restaurant has not escaped.

"Everyone, I am Stephen Zhou. If you have any ideas about the dishes, I can change them for you on the spot. Just like the boss said, you can change them until you are satisfied."

Just like an endorsement, Stephen Zhou wore a white chef's clothes. Unlike other employees, he was particularly clean and there was no dirt at all.

If it weren't for his superficial self-introduction and knew that he was a chef, everyone would really think that he was a chef from a five-star hotel.

In stark contrast to the disorderly and noisy employees in the store, let's put it this way, just looking at Stephen Zhou, it's hard to imagine that he would appear here.

"Yes, if you have any requests, just ask, Stephen Zhou will satisfy you."

Still smiling with eight teeth, the boss looked around and saw everyone's expressions of admiration and contemplation, and his grin widened.

These thoughtful faces are like white Hong Kong dollars, how can you not be happy?

The tall and lanky man talked so much today that he asked Stephen Zhou to accompany him. This is a good suggestion.

Zhou Xiaoxing waved his hand, indicating that the boss could leave.

The boss naturally knew what to do. Even without this gesture, he would still leave. Although he wanted to stay, he thought of the embarrassing scene before, so it was better not to stay.

What's more, Stephen Zhou was here, and he had already explained what he should say and what he shouldn't say five minutes ago in the kitchen.

He Jinyin kept staring at the boss out of the corner of his eye. When he walked back to the kitchen, he reached out and asked Stephen Zhou to sit down.

At first, he suppressed his voice. After being reminded by Zhou Xiaoxing not to be so careful, he gradually increased his speaking volume to ensure that Stephen Zhou could hear him and maintained a normal tone.

Three or four minutes later, Stephen Zhou and Zhou Xiaoxing were mingling, talking and laughing, as if they were friends having dinner together.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoxing asked a very critical and realistic question.

"God of Cookery, no, Stephen, you are going to eat with us, how about cooking the rest of the dishes?"

Stephen has already heard about the God of Cookery. He is now an ordinary chef, but the food is just a little bit more delicious than others. He really doesn’t dare to be the God of Cookery.

It's probably because Zhou Xiaoxing watched too many movies in his previous life and forgot that big people were unknown before they became famous.

When I saw Stephen Zhou, who had just faded away from his youth, he casually said the word "God of Cookery". When he found that he was embarrassed to smile and lowered his head, he immediately changed his words.

"Yes, according to the boss, there should be another round of dishes. You are here now. What dishes are you ordering?"

Uncle Da was very interested in Stephen Zhou, who looked almost exactly like the big brother Zhou Xingxing. Before the younger brother asked this question, he had been looking at the chef up and down, left and right.

There is no difference. There are two eyes, one nose, no more mouth, no less ear, and the hands and feet are the same as those of ordinary young children.

In other words, he is just an ordinary person.
To be continued...