Entertainment: Signed by Boss Yang at the Beginning

Xia Guo netizens who understand English see these barrages.

all happy.

Got it.

It turns out that licking dogs are all over the world!

……

Every table in the restaurant will order two or three kinds of vegetables.

Zou Wenping helped to fry some of them.

Mary Thirteen fried more than 50 servings by herself.

The so-called practice makes perfect.

These more than 50 copies sit down and become more and more skilled.

Even a little addicted.

Mali Twelve's Kung Pao Chicken is also becoming more and more skilled.

"Teacher, I think if I don't do business in the future, it would be good to open a restaurant with you!"

Zou Wenping laughed.

"Don't, don't, I can't afford you 863!"

"In the future, when the teacher is free, I'll go to your Spain for a walk."

"You can be a tour guide for me then!"

I heard this.

Mary Thirteen laughed.

"Yeah!"

"Teacher when you want to come, tell us directly."

"One call and we'll send a private jet to pick you up immediately!"

During the conversation, the dishes of the last table of guests were also brought over.

Looking at the ten tables outside, they were all full of people.

After they finish eating, a few people in the Chinese restaurant can eat dinner.

Based on past experience, wait at least half an hour.

Taking advantage of this time, Zou Wenping took out a lot of various things from the freezer.

Lay a clean thick plastic sheet on the cutting board.

Start to get busy.

Li Xiaoqin also finished his work and came in to wash his hands.

I saw Zou Wenping kneading the dough.

asked curiously.

"Wen Ping, what are you doing?"

Zou Wenping laughed.

"Make moon cakes!"

……

This plot was thought about for a long time last night, and then added.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, let's let them have a festival too!

Today, the author is also going to visit, and keep a record of [-] words!

I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a full moon! .

Chapter 674

Li Xiaoqin was stunned.

"Making moon cakes?"

"Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival already over?"

Gao Yuanyuan, who was standing at the bar, also heard it.

No one is checking out now, and no one has ordered Roujiamo.

She came over and asked curiously from the door of the kitchen.

"Xiao Zou, do you want to make moon cakes?"

Zou Wenping nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is very special."

"Just in time for October 10st, this is a gathering that only happens once in 1 years!"

"October 10st is the day our Chinese restaurant opens."

"Actually, I also thought about making moon cakes at the time, but it was not allowed due to various conditions."

"I had to give up."

"Today, on a sudden whim, I want to make up for the missed Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Otherwise, I always feel that this August of the lunar calendar will be very awkward!"

I heard what Zou Wenping said.

Gaoyuanyuan is interested.

"Okay, okay, I actually wanted to eat moon cakes that day too."

"But the country of Tyre didn't sell it. I didn't expect you to do it!"

"Haha, Xiao Zou, you can really eat whatever you want!"

"What are you going to make?"

Zou Wenping pointed to the materials placed on the table.

"No, it's all here."

"I prepared three kinds of skins, Cantonese-style soft skin, Beijing-style meringue, and ice skin made of glutinous rice!"

"There are five kinds of fillings. Five kernels, egg yolk, purple potato, bean paste, and mango moon cake."

I heard this.

Both Gao Yuanyuan and Li Xiaoqin's eyes lit up.

"Wow, such a taste, I like it all!"

Zou Wenping laughed.

"Moon cakes are more troublesome to make, so I won't sell them."

"Let's keep it for ourselves!"

I heard what Zou Wenping and the others said.

Mari Twelve asked with some doubts.

"Teacher, what kind of moon cake are you talking about?"

"What kind of festival is the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zou Wenping laughed.

"Our Xia Kingdom has a long history."

"In our long history, there have been many commemorative festivals."

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is very representative."

"Now the world is using the same era method, called the Gregorian calendar."

"And our Xia State has a unique era algorithm called the lunar calendar!"

"On the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, it is our traditional festival Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Zou Wenping thought that what he said was very thorough.

However, Mary Twelve and Mary Thirteen were at a loss.

Such a statement makes them somewhat difficult to understand.

lunar calendar?

Zou Wenping thought for a while and smiled.

"Actually, there is a very romantic story about the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Oh?

As soon as they heard the story, the twelve people in Mali immediately regained their spirits.

Zou Wenping started to talk while kneading the dough.

"First of all it's a myth."

"A long, long time ago, there were ten suns in the sky, scorching the earth."

"The extraordinarily high temperature makes the world become like an oven, life is charred, and the people are struggling!"

"A man with extraordinary talent was born in the human race, and his name is Hou Yi!"

"Hou Yi worked hard to practice archery, and finally became a master archer. Then he took the bow and arrow and shot down nine suns!"

"From now on, there is only one sun left in time!"