[Ginger Restaurant] There are five staff members, two chefs, each with a signature dish, one handyman, who is mainly responsible for washing dishes. The remaining two stay in the front hall as waiters, serving dishes and making drinks.

After Yin Shu handed the placed order to the kitchen, he went to make lemon juice for Han Juezhang Yiman.

Another waiter is a middle-aged man, short and stupid. He comes from Guangdong Province. One of the three sentences says is Cantonese. His name is extremely retro, his surname is Li, and his name is Fugui.

If a person is called Li Meili and Li Yingjun, then people probably won’t think that this person is beautiful or handsome after hearing it. But if someone is called Li Fugui and Li Facai, people probably think that this person must be rich.

But when Han Jue looked at Li Fugui, he stopped and showed Han Jue a silly smile unique to those who had experienced society. As soon as Han Jue moved his eyes away, Li Fugui moved his chair and wiped the table, aiming directly at the best employee.

After a few minutes, the lemon juice was ready.

Yin Shu and Zhang Yiman met on other programs, so after he brought the drinks, he stood up and chatted with Zhang Yiman through the counter.

"Why are you here? It's still two of you together." Yin Shu asked.

"Those who come to film the show, "I Love", find a place to eat, and then find it here."

"No wonder, I thought you were really together." Yin Shu said with a wicked smile, not knowing whether he was joking or covering up.

Zhang Yiman smiled.

"When will you leave?"

"I'll leave tomorrow night."

"Then you can have a meal tomorrow at noon!" The store has been open for almost an hour, and only one pair of customers has arrived, which makes Yin Shu very confident about the restaurant's business and is very active in attracting customers.

"We have finished your menu, so I'll really give it back." Han Jue couldn't help but complain.

Han Jue listened to various sounds coming from the kitchen. Some people were asking loudly what the next procedure for cooking was, some were counting down, and occasionally there were sounds of cheering each other up.

Yin Shu still said the same thing: "This is the first time we open a store..."

"I can see it," Han Jue picked up the cup and signaled, "There are straws for drinking beverages in other restaurants."

Yin Shu suddenly realized and hurriedly went to get a straw for Han Juezhang Yiman.

"I am worthy of being a tasting agent! I found the problem in one go! Awesome!" Li Fugui cheered loudly and began to applaud, trying to cover up their mistakes.

Yin Shu also started to applaud. The kitchen was unclear, but he also applauded and applauded. Han Jue's ears began to hurt again, and Zhang Yiman smiled happily.

After a while, Jiang Heng, who was in the kitchen, shouted: "Table No. 4, pork chop rice is ready!"

Yin Shuli went to serve the dishes immediately, and pretended to look at the list, confirming: "Table No. 4, pork chop rice."

Han Jue wanted to complain very much. It was just their guests, but he had to call out a specific table number, which was very good as the business...

"Pig chop rice is here!" Yin Shu walked over happily with the dishes.

Then Han Jue and Zhang Yiman saw the pork chop, which was said to be "forty centimeters in size".

The pork chop was really big, not small than forty centimeters.

"How is it?" Yin Shu looked at Han Jue with anticipation, waiting to see Han Jue's surprise expression. This super-large-scale pork chop is the killer weapon of their restaurant. He doesn't believe that those who saw pork chops for the first time would not be amazed. Moreover, in order to give Han Jue and others a warning, they specially selected a larger pork chop to fry.

"Wow!" Zhang Yiman raised his eyebrows and covered his mouth, very frightened.

Yin Shu and Li Fugui looked at each other and both saw pride in each other's eyes.

But Han Jue was not very surprised.

Han Jue looked at the fried pork chop in front of him, looked at it for a few seconds, and a smile appeared on his face, and said to Yin Shu: "Let me ask my agent to come here later."

"Hahahaha! If you can't finish it, you can pack it." Yin Shu was very happy. Although he didn't wait for the expected surprise, Han Jue's disguised praise also sounded very good.

Han Jue shook his head, looked at Li Fugui, sighed, and said, "You call out your chef too, don't say we're bullying you then."

"???" Yin Shu couldn't react a little.

Li Fugui finally heard the murderous aura in Han Jue's words and was shocked. It turned out that what he said just now was not praising the size of pork chops, but was having an appointment!

Li Fugui quickly asked Han Jue where he was dissatisfied.

The pork chop is golden in color, fried to the outside and tender in the inside, just right, making people feel very appetizing. The side of the plate is supplemented with shredded cabbage and fresh tomatoes, and it looks very good on the plate. There is no problem no matter how you look at it.

Han Jue asked them to bring the menu. After the menu was brought, Han Jue pointed to the fried pork chops on the menu and showed them to Yin Shu and the others.

"It's bigger than the pork chops in the photo, are you not satisfied?" Yin Shu felt that Han Jue was deliberately looking for trouble, which was too bad.

"Don't mess around for the performance of the show! We are serious about cooking!" Li Fugui looked serious.

Han Jue really smiled: "Where is the sauce?"

Yin Shu and Li Fugui looked at the menu, then looked at the pork chops on the table, and took a breath of air conditioning.

Yin Shu hugged his head with his hands, opened his mouth, and his eyes were almost falling out. He was just watching Han Jue's expression, but he didn't notice that there was no sauce on the fried pork chop.

Li Fugui's skin was thicker and he was not ashamed of it. He even forgot what he said just now that they were serious about cooking, and began to applaud and cheer: "...No, he is worthy of being a tasting clerk! It's so awesome!"

"Low come!" Han Jue felt that this store was too ridiculous and unreliable, so he didn't have the energy to get angry. "As long as a normal person is not blind, you can see it, okay... Don't open your store, you will lose money."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yin Shu hurriedly trotted to the kitchen with the pork chops.

After a while, Yin Shu's angry shout came from the kitchen: "What are you doing? Let me take the fried pork chops without sauce!"

It seems like he is the customer.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel..." Jiang Heng said weakly.

After the pork chop was re-sold, a thick layer of sauce was added on it.

"This sauce is the exclusive secret recipe." Yin Shu introduced with a happy look.

At this time, the conversation between guests came from outside the restaurant. Yin Shu was about to entertain him. As a result, just as he was about to turn around, Han Jue said again: "Wait a minute."

Yin Shu's whole body suddenly became tense, thinking that something was wrong with the pork chop. He looked up and down the pork chop inside and out, but found no problem.

"What did you say the first thing you said when we came in?"

“…Welcome to this store?”

"Next sentence."

"You are the first customer in our store..."

Han Jue looked at Yin Shu with bright eyes.

“…Sit as you go into the house?”

Han Jue waved Yin Shu away like a fly.

"It would be fine if you don't have a discount on the first day of business, but the first customer didn't have a discount either. The store was operating too poorly and it would definitely be a loss." Han Jue and Zhang Yiman complained.

While coaxing Han Jue, who was full of resentment, Zhang Yiman said, "It's right, I will definitely lose." While smiling, he cut pork chops for Han Jue.

Han Jue took a bite and stained the pork chop and tasted it. His frowning brows were then relaxed a little.

"It's okay, you can eat it too." Han Jue picked up a piece of pork chop and handed it to Zhang Yiman's mouth.

Zhang Yiman opened his mouth and ate in with a smile.

"Super delicious!" Zhang Yiman couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his eyes narrowed.

"Is it that delicious?" Han Jue took another bite and felt that it was just average.

"Yes!" Zhang Yiman smiled and swallowed the food, then opened his mouth, "Ah~"

Han Jue sent another piece in.

The pork chop and the secret sauce were paired with it. Zhang Yiman felt good when eating it, but what made her feel really delicious was that Han Jue delivered the dishes to her mouth when he first had a meal, rather than to her bowl.

"Uncle, I heard that Scorpio people have a little like in their lives, but they actually have a lot of likes in their hearts," Zhang Yiman asked Han Jue, "Is that true?"

Han Jue didn't catch a cold sign, and ate pork chops bite by bit and replied casually: "Isn't this a cockroach? I found a cockroach at home, but there was actually a nest of cockroaches in the corner."

"Ah, you're so fucked~"

Zhang Yiman smiled and took a photo of Han Jue. The originally romantic things suddenly became disgusting. But as she thought about it, she laughed out loud.

"what?"

"Nothing~"

“Eat.”

“Okay~”

In the past, a fan asked Zhang Yiman online, asking how to find the right person in love.

Zhang Yiman didn't know how to answer, but later asked Han Jue, who said, "It's almost the same as trying shoes when you fall in love, your heels will deform, so you still have to walk and see. If you feel more and more comfortable, then you will meet the right person."

Zhang Yiman felt that he was lucky, and the first person he liked was the right person.

Later, guests came one after another, including old and young, Chinese and foreign.

Yin Shu and Li Fugui suppressed their excitement and began to entertain guests clumsily.

Some of the guests were very happy to see the stars, but most of them knew that they were filming the show, so they did not disturb them, and just regarded themselves as customers.

But the staff cannot ask for it at work, and there are Han Jue and Zhang Yiman!

A girl who looks like a high school student approached Han Jue from the side: "Are they Teachers Han and Teacher Zhang?"

"No." Han Jue lowered his head and replied.
To be continued...