MTL - Food Circle Plug-in Emperor-Chapter 29 strange mother and son

  Chapter 29 Strange mother and child

  The middle-aged woman skillfully took out her mobile phone.

  Turns on the camera.

  The camera is focused on the butter-baked lobster on the dinner plate.

   Click! Click!

   Take two consecutive shots.

  Then the camera turned, and the other three sisters hurried over, with four smiling faces facing the camera.

   After taking pictures of the dishes and people, the middle-aged woman glanced away and saw the handsome young chef standing in front of the dining table. The camera flickered and took another picture.

   Then I found a cabin photo from my photo album that I took when I was on a plane last year, and then I found two photos of restaurants that I can’t remember where I took them.

   Combine several groups of photos into a nine-square grid.

   Seriously typing in the circle of friends: In your spare time, take a walk, go shopping, taste delicious food with your sisters, enjoy life, and cherish yourself!

   In almost a dozen seconds, new message notifications in Moments began to ring one after another.

  Friend No. 1: Like it.

   and leave a message: My God, where have you been? Yo, this restaurant looks quite upscale.

  Friend No. 2: Like it.

   and leave a message: Butter baked lobster, this plate seems to be Michelin, right? You went to Shanghai again? You are so chic!

  Middle-aged woman replied to friend No. 1: Just relax.

   Then he replied to friend No. 2: The taste is amazing!

   Then appreciate it complacently.

   Vanity was satisfied once again.

  Fu Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the guests begin to taste the food.

"How is the taste?"

   Fu Yu looked at the middle-aged woman.

  The middle-aged woman swallowed the food in her mouth and nodded: "Well, it's delicious."

  Fu Yu successfully retired: "Those guys, please take it easy, I'm going back first."

  The middle-aged woman was overwhelmed by the food, and nodded absently.

  The next second, an electronic notification sounded in Fu Yu's ear:

【Ding! The task of the NPC customer: Taste the baked lobster with butter comparable to Michelin, which has been successfully completed, and the reward: a random prize]

  【Draw a random prize: yes or no】

  Fu Yu was so happy from ear to ear.

  This random prize is not random at all.

   The first time you win is the task points.

  The second time is the colander without hanging oil.

  The third time is the ingenuity badge that is so awesome.

  I don't know what will be drawn this time.

  Fu Yu was full of anticipation, and just about to choose to draw a random prize, he was tugged at his sleeve by the waiter who passed the dishes.

   Fu Yu turned his head.

  Chuancai waiter was looking at him in surprise.

   I don't understand why Fu Yu just said hello to the customer and said he was going to leave, and then he froze in place in a blink of an eye, smiling smugly.

  Fu Yu realized that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly followed the waiter who delivered the dishes out of the private room.

   "It's nothing, I'll go back first."

   Fu Yu couldn't wait to go back and draw prizes.

  The waiter who passed the dishes blocked his way with a gossip face.

   "Fu Chu, you said before that the chefs in the music restaurant are all brought out by Yao Chef. Is it true?"

  Fu Yu was taken aback.

  I just remembered that I had made up this excuse in order to retain customers before.

  He hurriedly explained in a low voice: "No, I lied to them at the time. If I really let them go, not to mention the loss of this table, our restaurant's reputation must also be damaged."

  After all, there were quite a few customers onlookers at that time, and the words of the people were terrifying, and it may not be known what will be passed on in the end.

  The waiter serving the dishes looked at Fu Yu with a look of conviction.

  I feel that the image of the young chef in front of me has instantly grown a lot in my heart.

  The waiter serving the dishes must stand at the door of the private room he is in charge of, and be ready to serve customers at any time.

   After Fu Yu said goodbye to her, he turned and walked towards the dormitory.

  As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor, he ran into Gu Yunwu who came down from the third floor.

  Gu Yunwu was talking and laughing with a middle-aged man of similar age.

  A few companions followed behind them.

   Seeing Fu Yu, Gu Yunwu was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Xiao Fu, why are you here?"

  Fu Yu shook his head, didn't mention what happened just now, and politely called Gu Chu.

   Gu Yunwu smiled and introduced to others: "This is our little chef, Fu Yu."

  The person next to him looked at Fu Yu and was a little surprised: "Oh, so handsome!"

  Gu Yunwu said cheerfully: "Xiao Fu is a well-known handsome guy in our back kitchen. He is very popular, and the little girls like it."

  Fu Yu: "."

  How could I, the client, not know? !

  Gu Yunwu came to see off a friend, Fu Yu said hello, and consciously gave way.

   Waiting for Gu Yunwu and his party to go downstairs first, then he followed in a leisurely manner.

   After reaching the first floor, after saying goodbye politely, Fu Yu turned and went to the dormitory.

  He is on the day shift today, if there was no previous episode, he would have gone back to rest a long time ago.

   Thinking of the baked lobster with butter just now, Fu Yu couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

  Now, among his personal skills, "baking" has reached the intermediate level. If he encounters similar dishes in the future, he no longer has to worry about cooking skills.

  Especially through cooking just now, he found that he had practiced for a long time, both in terms of hand speed and operational proficiency.

  As long as you pick up the knife, your hand speed will naturally increase.

   It's just amazing.

   Fu Yu raised his hands and moved them closer to his eyes for a closer look.

  The palm lines are clear, the fingers are slender, and the joints are well-proportioned. What a pair of good hands!

  This hand has grown like this, and in the future, if you don't know for sure, you can play it freely.

  Without brain control, you can cook all kinds of top delicacies with your hands.

  Thinking of this, Fu Yu couldn't help encouraging in a low voice: You guys are a pair of mature hands anyway, you must work hard, and try to cook by yourself in the future, don't let me worry about it.

  Wang Yuxuan, who was hurrying over, just heard Fu Yu's nagging words, and was startled.

   "Fu Yu, are you okay?"

  Fu Yu came back to his senses: "Huh? Oh, I'm fine."

   "Have you seen Chef Gu?"

  Wang Yuxuan asked anxiously.

  "Gu Chef?" Fu Yu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I see, he just went to see off the guests, so he should be in the hall now?"

  Wang Yuxuan shook his head: "No, I just came back from the hall, and I didn't see Chef Gu."

   Fu Yu saw her anxious look, and asked, "What's the matter? Why don't you call Chef Gu?"

  Wang Yuxuan hurriedly said: "I called, but no one picked up. Fu Yu, why don't you go over and check for me!"

  Fu Yu was also a little curious, so he followed her to private room 105 on the first floor without asking any further questions.

   A mother and son were sitting in the private room. The mother was in her early forties, and the son was sixteen or seventeen, wearing high school uniforms.

   The two sat side by side in front of the dining table and did not talk.

  Hearing the movement, the boy looked up first.

  He looks a bit old-fashioned, with a square face with Chinese characters, his hair is shaved very short, his face is pale and his cheeks are thin.

  Adorned with a red school uniform, it looks like a big head and a thin neck, with an unhealthy look from the inside out.

   Fu Yu looked at the mother and son, and asked politely: "Excuse me, is there anything special you need to tell the kitchen?"

  The boy looked at Fu Yu, and said lightly: "I have anorexia, and now I suddenly want to eat, so I hope you can move faster in the kitchen."

  Fu Yu was taken aback.

  Anorexia, and sudden cravings?

  He nodded: "Okay, I will try my best."

  The boy's mother was obviously in a hurry, and she wanted to urge her.

  The boy turned his head and said softly: "I've finished communicating, Mom, don't talk."

  When the boy's mother heard it, her face changed immediately: "The business in their store is good, I'm afraid it will be too late to serve the food."

  The boy said word by word: "If you don't listen to me, I won't eat."

   After the boy finished speaking, he turned his head.

   His mother did not speak again.

  Fu Yu was almost dumbfounded, this is not a mother and son, they look like father and daughter getting along.

  (end of this chapter)