Chapter 459： Yang Dashan came to cook

Pan pulled out a smile. "It's all right!"

Sun shi said earnestly: "Fifth younger brother and sister, I'm sorry, but today, I'm really busy, it's not easy for me to go out to find someone to help my family, see if I can help. I'll go to the kitchen later. Let's make it together. After the banquet, if you have anything to do, go and do your job!"

Looking at the sincerity of Mrs. Sun's words, it is not the luck of Mrs. Han's toughness. Instead, Mr. Pan was embarrassed to refuse.

sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, let me help!"

I hope that when the banquet is over, I hope she can really leave.

Mr. Pan followed Mr. Sun into the kitchen to get busy.

The cook from is Yang Dashan. But Pan didn't recognize it.

Since Yang Dashan was dismissed by Fulai Restaurant, no restaurant was willing to accept him. After all, there are only three restaurants in Qingshui Town, and the other two restaurants were much more famous than Fulai Restaurant.

During these days, Yang Dashan was also in various villages, running banquets and cooking for others. You can earn hundreds of dollars at a time.

I don’t have the name of the chef of Fulai Restaurant. This time I came out and my income has shrunk a lot.

Now Yang Dashan, when he thinks of Han Yingxue, his teeth itch with hatred.

However, that little girl is getting better and better. That girl came to Fulai Restaurant, and the business of Fulai Restaurant became more and more popular day by day.

Mr. Pan chatted with Yang Dashan while helping out.

"One of my nieces is amazing at cooking!" Pan said with a smile.

"Oh, isn't it? Then why didn't she come over to cook today?" Chef Yang asked.

"No time, my niece is the chef of the restaurant in the town."

As soon as Pan's words fell, Yang Dashan's movements paused.

Could this woman be talking about that little girl?

"You niece, in which restaurant in town do you work as a chef?"

"I don't remember much, it seems to be what kind of Fu... Fu Lai Restaurant?"

is really that little girl's movie.

Yang Dashan's face was a little ugly.

"Chef, is your fish about to burn?" Pan shi stood aside and reminded.

Yang Dashan was stunned for a long time, when Pan saw that the fish in the pot was about to burn.

Yang Dashan responded.

"Aoao!" Yang Dashan quickly picked up the fish and put it in the pot beside him.

They are just making preparations for the feast in advance. The vegetables are cut first, the fish is fried, and then boiled in boiling water for a while.

It's only noon now, and after about an hour or two, the food will not be served until the bride picks it up.

Yang Dashan pretended to be chatting and said, "Sister, your niece, which master did you learn this cooking skill from?"

"We country people, where there is a master to learn about the Olympics, we all figured it out by ourselves!" In fact, Pan didn't know much about it, it was just a guess in her heart.

"..." Yang Dashan felt a deep blow in his heart.

self-taught? Better than him?

Yang Dashan and Han Yingxue are simply not human.

A little country girl, the cooking skills she figured out by herself are even better than him?

"Chef Yang, have you ever tasted the dishes made by my niece? I tell you, you want to swallow your tongue after eating it. Haha! When I have a chance, I will let her cook it for you, and you can learn from each other..."

After Pan's words, Yang Dashan couldn't listen anymore. I just want to find an opportunity to take revenge!