Chapter 891

The chef looked up, his face was full of meat, his waist was fat and his hips were thick. He breathed out impatiently, "what's the matter, just this, what's the matter, our restaurant will be fine."

The apprentice pulled the chef's sleeve and said in a low voice, "master, the dishes in Yanyu building are the same as ours. I'm afraid they will be stolen. This is what the princess should say."

"Bah, a bunch of dogs / sons of bitches know how to do these sneaky things. If I know who did it, I have to cut him down!"

The chef is very powerful and has a straight temper, so he is very careless.

Xiaoyu smiles. At the beginning, she would give him the cooking skills of hotpot because of his temper.

He is in charge of hotpot seasoning in restaurants.

The second cook frowned, "is it the people inside us?" Look at the others.

"No, how could we do such a thing?"

He is the cook in charge of meat dishes. He is calm and honest. He is also from Xiaoyu.

The third one is not as fat as the two. He needs to be thinner.

"Princess, is there any misunderstanding? We are all loyal. We deal with each other in the kitchen every day. I'm afraid we don't have the time. "

He knows everything. It's Zhang Xiaoyu who dug it up with a lot of money.

Several people spoke, only the cook did not speak.

So everyone looked at her.

Her surname is Wang and her husband's surname is Hu. She is a good cook of soup, which is also invited by Xiaoyu.

"I... I don't have anything to say..." I trembled slightly, my head drooped, and I didn't dare to watch the light rain.

"Why didn't you say that, sister Wang? You've always talked less. I'm afraid you can't say anything... I'll do it..." the chef wiped the sweat on his neck and wanted to speak for her.

Xiaoyu reached out to stop it. The eldest and the second are her confidants. She brought them out with one hand.

Only Lao San and the cook were paid by her.

Staring at the cook, "are you sure there's nothing to say?"

The cook is about forty years old. She is not very good-looking. She works in the kitchen all the year round, but she is rather thin.

His hair was all tied to his head and wrapped in a cloth towel. He looked very capable.

When the cook heard the question, she was very afraid, but she still looked up at Zhang Xiaoyu weakly.

Seeing the princess staring at her, she felt guilty: "I, I..."

I didn't say anything for a long time.

The chef is an acute man. "What are you doing with me? Just say what you have. The princess doesn't eat people. "

He has followed Zhang Xiaoyu for many years. He is an old man, so he knows Zhang Xiaoyu's temper very well. He knows that she is a kind-hearted person and treats them well.

The cook wriggles her mouth and opens her mouth to Xiaoyu. She wants to say something, but she can't.

Xiaoyu looks at her tangled appearance and sighs in her heart. She knows that she has always been very accurate in seeing people. Since she will let them into the kitchen, she just takes a fancy to their character and knows that they are honest and honest.

"Aunt Wang, if you have any difficulties, you can tell us. I'm sure everyone will help, but a gentleman does something and does nothing. "

Light rain did not pick up, just looking at her.

The cook looked up in horror. "You... You know that?" The grip of the hand even more shaking, palms full of sweat.

Light rain face no smile, so light.

But the cook was afraid to kneel down, "I... princess, master, I didn't mean to... Wuwuwuwu... I..."

Before explaining two sentences, he began to wipe tears. Tears came down from the mottled corners of his eyes and covered his face with regretful hands.