Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1276

Chapter 1276

The guests at that table ate three portions of Yang Ming’s fried oysters, and when they were done, they said: "Boss, is there still a stall at night? I will ask my friends to come to your house to eat oysters. Your home is so authentic, I will eat it." After so many years of oyster roasting, I have never tasted such authentic ones.”

Wang Xiaoming thought to himself that the other party recognized his own oyster roast, or the oyster roast of this unknown Yang Ming. Come again in the evening, this Yang Ming may have left, but of course he can't refuse guests, he can do it himself, so he said: "It's on, it's still here, it started at four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll call my friend over to eat in a while. It's really well done, authentic, authentic!" The other party gave a thumbs up as he spoke.

Yang Ming said to Wang Xiaoming: "How about I do the following?"

Wang Xiaoming was a little unbelieving, so he said: "Okay, you can come." He wanted to see how many repeat customers this Yang Ming could attract.

Next, Yang Ming started to replace Wang Xiaoming as the head chef, and a familiar old customer came over: "Hey, Xiao Ming, why did you change the chef today? A new chef?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Where can I hire a master, a friend to help, Uncle, try his handicraft today?" He wanted to see the reaction of regular customers, whether it was really so much better than his own cooking.

The regular customer paused for a moment, then joked with a smile: "If it doesn't taste good, I won't give you money."

Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Yes."

Yang Ming looked at Wang Xiaoming, and Wang Xiaoming smiled: "Do it."

Yang Ming was not polite, turned on the fire, and started frying oysters in a hot pan. Wang Xiaoming stopped to watch his movements carefully. He did not pour the oil on it, but brushed it on, and evenly spread a thin layer of oil on the bottom of the pan. One layer, neither too much nor too little, will neither make the oil too much to absorb, nor make the oil too little to be used. The same is true for the potato flour slurry. It is in place at one time, and there is no need to use a shovel to spread it evenly.After one side was fried, the oil on the other side was just used up. Yang Ming flipped the cake with one hand, and quickly brushed lard with the other hand to make the other side enough. Too greasy.Wang Xiaoming looked at the opponent's movements, he was skillful and smooth, his hands were steady, and he was not sluggish. He is definitely a master of cooking, otherwise, how could he be so good? I have been working for so many years, and I may not be able to reach this level.

Wang Xiaoming sent Yang Ming's fried oysters to the regular customer, who looked at the golden oysters on the plate: "It looks different today than usual, it looks better than yours."

Wang Xiaoming chuckled: "I don't know how it tastes, you can try it."

The other party took the chopsticks, put a piece into his mouth, and then nodded: "Delicious, delicious, not bad."

Wang Xiaoming asked with a cheeky face, "Where did I do it?"

The regular customer looked up at Wang Xiaoming: "Xiao Ming, do you want to hear the truth?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "Of course."

"To be honest, the outer layer of this dish is crispy evenly, and the inner layer is fresh and tender, and not so greasy. It is indeed more delicious than what you usually make." The regular customer said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoming was completely convinced: "Uncle, take your time, I'll go to work."

Wang Xiaoming returned to the stove, looked at Yang Ming who was busy, and thought that these two meals were not free for him, and he was indeed working.Although he didn't want to admit this fact, but the thing was like this, this Yang Ming of unknown origin had higher attainments in culinary arts than himself, or in other words, this person's culinary talent was much higher than his own.

Wang Xiaoming thought carefully, if the police station can't find the origin of this person, they will bring him back, anyway, he is a cheap labor force, and when he remembers who he is one day, just give him a sum of money to let him go back.

The oyster bake at noon sold out very quickly. Although there were more oysters than usual, they were sold out more than half an hour earlier than usual.This cannot be done without the credit of Yang Ming.Wang Xiaoming originally had no hope of earning 1000 yuan in three days, so he would have to borrow money to make up for it.If it is like this at noon today, the net profit may not be one thousand in three days, but the gross income must exceed.

When closing the stall, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help feeling a little regretful that he and Wang Bing hadn't had a good taste of Yang Ming's craftsmanship yet, and he might never have the chance in the future.

Wang Bing still remembered eating oysters, pestering Wang Xiaoming: "Uncle, I haven't eaten oysters yet."

Wang Xiaoming patted his head: "Oyster baked goods are sold out, there are no more, and Uncle will make it for you tonight."

Wang Bing sucked his finger and said, "I want to eat a lollipop."

On a rare occasion, Wang Xiaoming fulfilled his wish and gave him fifty cents to buy lollipops.Wang Bing took the money and went happily.

Wang Xiaoming collected his things, and then drove the car to the port.Wang Bing became happy when he saw it: "Oh, I'm going to cross the sea, I'm going to cross the sea!" For a child, crossing the sea means going to a colorful and wonderful world, where there are so many delicious food and fun Good looking stuff too.

Wang Xiaoming left the car with a business acquaintance at the port, and led Yang Ming and Wang Bing to the ferry. They cost two yuan each, and Wang Bing was free.

Yang Ming finally said, "Where are you going?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "I'll take you to the police station." There are security coordinators on the island, but there are no civilian police, so they can't control Yang Ming's affairs.

Yang Ming nodded: "Thank you."

I don't know if it's because of getting used to listening, but Wang Xiaoming found that he spoke more clearly.Wang Xiaoming thought of another thing: "Your clothes are in my house, do you want to bring them?"

Yang Ming picked up the clothes on his body: "No, I have them." He was wearing Wang Ergou's clothes, the trousers were just right, but the clothes seemed a bit small, and they were a little tight on him, but they looked different. It's so sexy that the pectoral muscles are faintly visible, but I didn't expect my figure to be quite good.

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "That's good." He looked at the wound at the corner of his eye and bought him a band-aid later.

When the ferry started, Wang Bing knelt on the seat and poked his head to see the waves breaking from the bottom of the boat, screaming with joy.There are railings beside the boat, so Wang Xiaoming was not worried, but just said: "A Bing, be careful, don't stand too high, and be careful not to fall into the water."

Yang Ming sat next to Wang Xiaoming and kept silent. Wang Xiaoming didn't know whether he didn't like to talk, or he was trying too hard to talk, but it's normal for a person to be in a bad mood because he lacks memory and doesn't know where he came from.Wang Xiaoming did not break the silence either, and set his eyes on the dark green sea. The sea breeze blew, the sea was shimmering, and tens of thousands of silver spots appeared in the midday sun. This common sight made him a little dazed.

A speedboat sailed out from the opposite beach, roaring on the sea surface, raising a white water trail, Wang Bing was amazed to see it: "Abbot, I want to take that too!"

(End of this chapter)