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42 Why don’t you cook this dish?

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"Let me try?"

Su Yun said.

The restaurant owner was stunned.

He sized up Su Yun.

Her entire body was soft and tender.

There wasn't even a callus-like spot on his hand.

He didn't look like a chef at all.

"Brother, I appreciate it. You can bring your fans back first. I'll definitely entertain them tomorrow.”

The boss still wanted Su Yun to take her away as soon as possible.

After all, there were so many customers.

Both he and his wife were under a lot of pressure.

Su Yun wanted to say something.

The fans waiting at the side were already getting excited.

"F * ck! Is Brother Su going to make a move?"

Is he preparing to personally make stir-fried shredded potatoes and tomato scrambled eggs for us?

"F * ck! I didn't want to line up at first, but now I'm motivated!”

"If you want to leave, then leave. This time, I won't leave until I eat Brother Su's food!”

This group of fans had just heard that Su Yun was going to help.

Her impatient heart immediately calmed down.

Su Yun's cooking.

This group of fans had long been greedy.

Now, he finally had the chance to taste it.

Even if they were to be chased away with a stick now, they would not leave.

When the boss heard what these fans said, he was also dumbfounded.

This kid seemed to be quite famous.

She wouldn't leave until she ate his cooking.

this

The boss was stunned.

Could this kid really be a chef??

If that was the case…

When he saw Su Yun's fans, he had no intention of moving his butt.

The boss had no choice but to try his luck.

"Little brother, come with me to the kitchen.”

"Alright."

Su Yun nodded.

She was about to follow the boss to the kitchen.

A passionate fan reminded him.

"Brother Su! It's not convenient for you to go in and cook. Why don't I help you shoot?”

Su Yun thought about it and agreed.

It was indeed inconvenient to hold a phone in the kitchen.

He looked at the boss.

After getting permission, he handed the phone to the fan.

They went into the kitchen together.

When the other fans saw this scene, they were also envious and jealous.

Why didn't I think of it earlier!

Many people had the impression that the kitchen of a small restaurant was dirty and messy. It was a place full of stains.

However, the kitchen of this small restaurant…

However, it was very clean.

Everything around them was arranged in an orderly manner.

The ingredients looked very fresh.

They should have been bought on the same day.

At this moment, the woman in the kitchen was cutting potatoes.

Because the man's arm was injured.

So now, whether it was side dishes or stir-fried vegetables.

She needed to do everything.

Naturally, the speed of serving the dishes was not fast.

"Cuifen, stop for a moment."

At this moment, the man took out a washed potato from the basin beside him.

He threw it on the chopping board.

"Cuifen, come and show little brother how to cut vegetables.”

The woman agreed.

She took the kitchen knife and cut the potatoes first.

Then, he sliced the separated potato pieces.

Then, he stacked all the potato slices together and quickly cut them along the sides.

This was because the woman had previously served the man side dishes.

Therefore, this step was also very familiar.

He placed the shredded potatoes into the basin beside him.

The man asked Cuifen to put down the knife.

He looked at Su Yun.

"Familiarize yourself first. Help my wife prepare the vegetables first. I'll go out and buy the vegetables first.”

"Let sister-in-law prepare the dishes. My knife skills are not bad.”

Su Yun said confidently.

Su Yun had just tasted shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and Kung Pao chicken.

He had already learned how to cook these dishes.

At the same time, he also obtained the knife skills to cook these dishes.

In front of the man, Su Yun grabbed the kitchen knife.

He looked at the pot of potatoes beside him.

He took out a washed potato and began to slice it.

At this moment, Su Yun's skills had combined the skills of so many dishes.

His knife skills had long surpassed the ordinary level.

"Da da!"

The kitchen knife in Su Yun's hand seemed to be playing a very rhythmic rap.

He maintained a very stable rhythm.

"Da da! Da da!"

As the voice echoed in the kitchen.

The pile of shredded potatoes beside Su Yun's hand also increased.

Not only did it have a sense of rhythm, but every potato shred was also very balanced.

It looked pleasing to the eye.

Gradually.

The boss, who was originally suspicious of Su Yun, became more and more surprised.

He saw Su Yun's knife skills that were so fast that they left afterimages.

He was stunned.

I didn't expect this kid to be so good at saber techniques!

Even a chef like him, who had been a chef for many years, might not be as strong as Su Yun!

"Little brother, you have such good cutting skills. Do you work in a restaurant?”

The boss looked at Su Yun's hands curiously.

"No, I usually play around.”

Su Yun smiled at the boss.

"Oh no, Brother Su got me again.”

"I'll throw it! Brother Su was cutting so quickly. He had to be careful with his hands!”

"Yeah, stop looking around!"

"Brother Su must be a veteran. He already has muscle memory. There's no need to look at it.”

"When you cut, keep your finger bone on the back of the knife, so you won't cut it.”

...

In less than five minutes, the bowl of shredded potatoes in the water was cut clean by Su Yun.

Su Yun looked at the boss.

"Boss, do you want to cut anything else?"

"Uh…"

The boss was also shocked.

His wife would have needed more than ten minutes to cut the potatoes, no matter how skilled she was.

Su Yun finished cutting in five minutes.

Not only that.

The shredded potatoes were even in size and thickness.

He looked at the shredded potatoes in his hand.

The dumbfounded boss subconsciously replied.

"Why don't you cook this dish?"

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