When Li Yunshan saw Han Yingxue say this, he was embarrassed to refuse, and thought about it for a while, but he just asked Han Yingxue to cook, and he didn't lose anything. If the guest is satisfied, it will not give him such a headache as he is now.

"Well, well!" Li Yunshan nodded in response, and asked Xiao Er to lead her to the back kitchen.

Li Yun's restaurant is called Fulai Restaurant, one of the three major restaurants in Qingfeng Town, but it is ranked last among the three major restaurants.

Business is not good, it is not bad. Han Yingxue observed and found that there were no special dishes in the store, which was the reason why it failed to attract customers.

The back kitchen of Fulai Restaurant is also quite large, and there are many vegetables and meat in it.

There is only one person in charge of the kitchen, and the others are all hands-on.

When the chef Yang Dashan saw Xiao Er coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, are you satisfied this time?"

Xiao Er shook his head, sighed, and said, "No, the guest said that he still has to do it!"

Yang Dashan's face darkened, and his expression was very unsightly.

I've been cooking for so many years, and I've never seen anyone say that his dishes are not delicious!

He is a famous cook in Qingshui Town, and I don't know how many people come to him for the wine banquet in the countryside on weekdays.

Today's guest has changed several tables, which makes him feel devastated!

Yang Dashan saw Han Yingxue behind Xiao Er and asked, "Who is this?" How can you bring it into the kitchen casually! There was a bit of rebuke in his tone.

"The shopkeeper asked me to bring it over, saying that he was cooking a dish for that guest!" Xiao Er said truthfully.

Yang Dashan glanced at Han Yingxue, quite contemptuous, and didn't know if the shopkeeper's head was kicked by a donkey, so he asked a little girl to come to the back kitchen to cook for the guests, and he was not afraid of smashing the signboard of the restaurant.

Faced with Yang Dashan's unkindness, Han Yingxue didn't bother to pay attention to it.

People in this world always look at people with a pair of colored eyes, but sometimes eyes can deceive you.

Yang Dashan looked at Han Yingxue, snorted coldly, walked to the stove money, and continued to stir-fry.

Han Yingxue touched her nose lightly, this Yang Dashan obviously didn't want to cooperate with her.

She has never been to the back kitchen, and the stove is occupied by Yang Dashan.

"Uncle, Uncle Li asked me to cook, you have to give me a stove, right?" Han Yingxue asked in a voice as crisp as a warbler.

Yang Dashan snorted coldly, "Didn't you see that I was using it?" Isn't there a small stove next to it, light it yourself! ”

The corners of Han Yingxue's mouth twitched slightly, she saw it, but she was not omnipotent, just like the ancient stove hole fire, she was afraid that it would take a long time to raise the fire, and the fire raising technique was not as good as Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu.

"Cher, I'll help you!" Hu Xiaoli rushed to the front with a smile and squatted in front of the stove to light a fire.

Han Yingxue didn't bother to bother with Yang Dashan, wasting that energy, it was better to cook a good dish, and let him know what a slap in the face was.

Han Yingxue's dish is very simple, mushroom pork ribs.

This dish is estimated to have been eaten in every household in modern times, but the people here have not yet eaten shiitake mushrooms.

However, shiitake mushrooms absorb the meat flavor of the pork ribs, and the pork ribs absorb the flavor of shiitake mushrooms, which is very delicious and delicious.

Hu Xiaoli got used to housework, but the fire quickly rose.

Han Yingxue didn't let go of the movements in her hands.

Grab a handful of shiitake mushrooms from the bag and soak them in hot water.

The kitchen is full of ingredients and utensils, and Yang Dashan is busy with the work at hand. I didn't have that time to trouble her.