Chapter 225 Is Your Cloth Bag a Bottomless Pit?

Bai Chuwei showed the purple gold flower card, and the restaurant manager immediately paid attention and quickly led Bai Chuwei to the direction of the inner kitchen.

Cao Jinhai has not been home for almost half a month. He lives in Juxian Pavilion every day. He practices cooking every day when he opens his eyes, and even studies recipes in his dreams.

As soon as I walked in, there was a strong smell of oil smoke. In the middle of the kitchen were several super long tables, and the tables were filled with delicacies, which were obviously not long after they were made.

Cao Jinhai was wearing a chef's uniform and a tall chef's hat and muttered to himself: "No, why do the dishes I make always taste a little bit worse? It's a little bit worse than the recipe says."

Cao Jinhai looked at the calendar and became anxious.

It's getting closer and closer to the time agreed with Miss Bai, but he hasn't thoroughly researched it. Can he not be in a hurry?

As soon as Cao Jinhai turned his head, he saw Bai Chuwei walking in with a smile on a cloth bag with vegetables in her hand.

Cao Jinhai's face flushed, and he looked even more anxious: "Miss Bai, why are you here?"

"Let's see how you learned the recipe I gave you."

Cao Jinhai, a well-known chef, stood in front of Bai Chuwei and rubbed his hands, looking very uneasy, like a child who was about to be tested.

Bai Chuwei took a pair of clean chopsticks, picked up a dish and tasted it, and said with a chuckle, "There is still a gap."

An apprentice on the side couldn't help it. Looking at Bai Chuwei, he said, "With just these dishes, Master Cao can be named a chef."

Cao Jinhai angrily yelled at his apprentice, "Shut up!"

Cao Jinhai's face was flushed, and he was very uncomfortable: "Miss Bai, I have been practicing cooking all night, but I don't know why it's so bad."

Cao Jinhai almost burst into tears, "I'm sorry Miss Bai, maybe I won't be able to prepare the banquet you asked me to prepare next Sunday."

It's so uncomfortable. It's the first time he can't even cook a dish when he's been a chef for decades.

Bai Chuwei chuckled: "Maybe it's because of your ingredients."

An apprentice in charge of ingredients immediately said: "Impossible, we buy fresh vegetables and fruits every day."

Bai Chuwei smiled and handed the cloth bag with vegetables on her arm to Cao Jinhai: "Chef Cao,

For a table dish on Sunday, I asked for all the vegetables and meats in it to be made. "

Cao Jinhai took the cloth bag, a little dazed.

Just... just a cloth bag? How many dishes can you finish?

You must know that Bai Chuwei specified that on Sunday, there are a total of 28 dishes! Even if you emptied this cloth bag, it would be impossible to cook eighteen dishes, right?

Bai Chuwei looked at Cao Jinhai and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, Xiao Cao, there is absolutely enough vegetables, fruits and meat in it. On Sunday, be on time."

Bai Chuwei turned around and left the kitchen, leaving behind a confused Cao Jinhai and two apprentices.

Cao Jinhai felt that Bai Chuwei was too mysterious. After thinking about the recipe, he gritted his teeth and said, "Pour out all the vegetables in the bag and see how many there are. I... I will try my best to make twenty-eight dishes with these."

The apprentice on the side almost screamed with his face in his hands, "Master, how is this possible, with just such a cloth bag, it would be good to be able to make five dishes...?"

The apprentice's voice suddenly stopped.

Because, Cao Jinhai kept reaching out to the cloth bag to take out the vegetables, one after another... without stopping.

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Is your cloth bag a bottomless pit?