Miraculous X-Ray Vision

Chapter 783: Reincarnation

Chapter 783: Reincarnation

After eating, Huang Neng was too embarrassed to stay for a long time, and took Zhang Xiaoqiang and left in a hurry. Please remember the URL of this site:. As the car drove out of the village, Huang Neng, who was full of alcohol, gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a thumbs up: "Brother, you have a great appetite! My restaurant is short of guests like you. One can hold more than a dozen, and I have to make money." ."

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt Huang Neng's car swaying from side to side. He said, "Let me drive."

Huang Neng slapped his head and said: "Yes, yes, I can't drink and drive, and you haven't drunk, let you drive the car."

So the two sides changed positions, and Zhang Xiaoqiang asked, "How do I drive the car?"

Huang Neng was a little sour and drunk, and even Zhang Xiaoqiang joked, saying: "How to open? Step on the accelerator, turn the steering wheel, and go forward. Just step on the brakes when something happens. Isn't it simple?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang gave an "Oh" and asked which is the accelerator, which is the brake, and which is the steering wheel. Then, when he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out with a "boom". The strong feeling of pushing the back suddenly made Huang Neng sober. He screamed: "Brother, this is a winding road, you can't drive fast!"

After hitting the accelerator a few times, the speed of the car gradually slowed down. Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and said, "Driving is quite fun."

Huang Neng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and asked eagerly: "No, brother? Have you really never driven a car before?"

"No, it's the first time I'm driving." Zhang Xiaoqiang said, "Didn't you tell me that I am amnesia and don't remember anything before."

Huang Neng's expression was sluggish, because he found that Zhang Xiaoqiang's driving skills were higher than him now, steady and fast. He shook his head and said, "How is it possible? The first time I drove so hard? You won't be the reincarnation of a car god?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly: "Perhaps."

Under Huang Neng's guidance, he returned to the hotel where Huang Neng was located within an hour. This hotel is an independent four-story building that specializes in hosting banquets. The business is booming. The parking lot in front of the hotel is full of cars with various guests. When Huang Neng came, he vomited all over the floor with a "wow". It took a long time to get better. He looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "Brother, what are your plans?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang blinked: "No plan."

Huang Neng straightened up, he touched his chin, and grinned: "Well, if you don't dislike it, stay in the restaurant. There is a shortage of handymen in the kitchen. As long as you have the strength, you can do it, right?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded: "Okay Brother Huang, thank you."

"You're welcome." Huang Neng smiled slightly, "Include board and lodging, and the salary is tentatively set at 3,000 a month. Settlement on the 5th of the following month, let me take you to the kitchen and get to know the masters over there."

Due to the hot business of the restaurant, a dozen or so chefs were hired, and there were countless people doing miscellaneous tasks. Some washed vegetables, some performed sanitation, and some boiled water. Zhang Xiaoqiang was a newcomer, so he started to work only. Some simple labor, such as moving things, stirring meat, chopping bones, etc.

Unknowingly, three days passed. Everyone in the kitchen liked Zhang Xiaoqiang very much, because this idiot was clean and handsome, he was not lazy at work, and he said hello when he saw people, and he was kind. Especially those waitresses, some of them often wink at him, seemingly want to be friends with him.

That morning, Huang Neng had already rushed to the kitchen three times, because the five cooks who went out to buy in the morning have not returned. Today is the busiest day in the hotel. There are hundreds of banquets to do, which is absolutely inevitable. Suddenly, Huang Neng's cell phone rang. After listening to a few words after connecting, he was startled and asked quickly: "What? There was a car accident? Are you okay?"

The five-cooked car driven by the cook collided with a minibus, and all suffered serious injuries. They were all lying in the hospital at this moment, and it was impossible to come to cook again. Huang can help them recover from their injuries and send the manager to the hospital for treatment. After dealing with these things, he sat feebly on the kitchen chair with an expression of distress. The cook is not in place, and the lack of money is still secondary. The key is to ruin the reputation of the hotel.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang came over and carried a generation of dumpling noodles with his left and right hands. He put down his things and asked strangely, "Brother Huang, why are you frowning?" In the entire hotel, he was called Brother Huang Nenghuang, and everyone else respectfully called The boss.

Huang Neng smiled bitterly: "The cooks were injured in a car accident. Today's table cannot be made. We have to put the blood back this time and refund the money." He stood up, "I have to hurry up to accompany the guests, let the guests Let’s go to another restaurant."

A worker said: "Boss, why don't you ask other cooks for help?"

Huang Neng shook his head: "A radish has a pit, and people are all famous flowers. I won't accept this kind of business."

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought for a while, and suddenly said, "It's not just cooking, let me try it."

Huang Neng stayed, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in surprise: "Brother, do you know how to cook?"

"I didn't do it before, but seeing that they have done a lot these days, they should be able to do it too." Zhang Xiaoqiang said for granted.

"I can't do it, I'm missing six cooks, and you have only one person, you can do the work of six people?" Huang Neng obviously didn't believe it, staring at the ampoule, but he obviously didn't give up and hugged Zhang Xiaoqiang. Kind of hope.

"Try it." Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly, "It should be possible."

Huang Neng suddenly remembered Zhang Xiaoqiang's driving. He had never driven a car before, so he drove smoothly as soon as he started. He might have been a cook before he lost his memory. Anyway, there is no way, just be a dead horse doctor. Thinking of this, he repeatedly said to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Xiaoqiang, you are my real brother! Today, my brother is all dependent on you. As long as you can make the dishes, I will personally do it."

Time is running out, Zhang Xiaoqiang started cooking with memory. Because I mainly make banquet noodles, there are so many dishes, and the most complete set meal is only hundreds of dishes. He has seen these dishes for three days and is very familiar with it. After a few platter, Huang Neng saw that the kitchen knife turned into a cold light in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands. After a strange noise, before he could react, a plate of diced vegetables was cut out, uniform in thickness.

"Master!" Just looking at this glance, Huang Neng had a spectrum in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was really beaten up.

In this way, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved like electricity, doing six people's work alone, and dish after dish came out under his hand. Huang Neng found that watching Zhang Xiaoqiang cooking is a kind of enjoyment. When he shakes his hand when he is cooking, the dishes in the big iron pan will violently roll and they will be cooked in a moment. Moreover, he can control five iron pots at the same time, and with just one shake each time, the dishes can be rolled several times, and the skill of the spoon is superb.

What’s even more rare is that Zhang Xiaoqiang’s calculations are accurate when he cooks, and there will never be a slight difference in what to do when he cooks. Generally, only experienced masters can achieve such perfection, but he does better than masters.

A dish was brought to the table by the waiter and hired to eat. The waiter who delivered the food was ten years old and was a pretty chick. After she came back, she gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a thumbs up and said: "Brother Xiaoqiang, the guests praised the taste of today's food, you are amazing."

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly and said, "That's fine."

Huang Nengle was broken. I didn’t expect to return to his hometown to find a treasure. Can the six cooks be fired? Just leave Zhang Xiaoqiang alone? But he quickly dispelled this idea, and he should be kind, and he doesn’t know how long Zhang Xiaoqiang can work. , If you leave in a few days, the cook cannot be fired.

The busy day finally passed, Huang Neng invited Zhang Xiaoqiang to drink in the evening. Huang Neng has a very small amount of alcohol. After a few drinks, he feels a little dizzy. He emotionally said to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Brother, thanks to you today, I have to thank you."

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and said, "I was working for you, Brother Huang don't need to be so polite."

Huang Neng looked at him and said with a serious face: "Brother, I found that you are definitely a talent. If you can't drive, you can get started as soon as you drive. It's better than what I drive. You said you haven't cooked before, but After watching it for a few days, you can compare your craftsmanship with the chef. You are really good, so if you continue to stay in my place, you will be a genius."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was taken aback: "Then where should I go?"

Huang Neng has been in the fringe of urban and rural areas for so many years, and he knows a lot of people with three educations and nine ranks. He thought about it and said, "Brother, have you ever heard of the Fugui Gang?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang blinked: "The Rich Gang? What?"

"It's not a thing, it's a national gang. It's amazing!" Huang Neng looked regretful. "Someone suggested that I join the Fugui Gang a few years ago, but I didn't agree with it. But slowly I discovered that this Fugui Gang really is. It’s a good place. It’s not a triad, but a very cohesive, strictly managed social organization. It’s been heard that people who enter the Wealth Gang will rise very quickly as long as they have the ability to understand the rules."

"What are the benefits?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked.

"There are so many benefits. First of all, no one dares to bully the people of the wealthy gang, and secondly, the income is very high. In the wealthy gang, you can accumulate merit points. If you have enough merit, you can be promoted. For example, my cousin graduated from college. After that, I joined the Fortune Gang and worked in the business department inside. Now I have become a department manager, with a monthly income of 100,000 yuan, which is more profitable than I worked hard to open a restaurant."

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought for a while, and said, "Okay, then go to the rich and honourable gang." He was obviously attracted by the high salary over there.

Huang Neng smiled "hehe": "Then I wish my brother all the best. If you develop in the future, don't forget me, brother!"

The next day, Huang Neng drove Zhang Xiaoqiang to a hotel. The hotel is the business of the wealthy gang, and it is also the place where the elder brother in the district talks. Huang Neng recommended Zhang Xiaoqiang to his elder brother through his cousin, hoping to have a good future. In the rich gang, the "big brother" is equivalent to a figure of the "county chief" level, and the power is very great. Therefore, seeing the legendary "big brother", Huang Neng is very nervous.

On the contrary, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very calm. He looked around curiously, observing everyone here.

Huang Neng's cousin was in his twenties, with a gentle appearance. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man who was sitting on the sofa calmly: "Big brother, this man is called Zhang Xiaoqiang, and he is said to be a talent."

The middle-aged man looks ordinary, but his eyes are bright and very calm. He took a look at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked, "What can you do?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered what can I do? He summed up the recent events and replied: "I learn things fast."

"Oh? Learn things fast?" The middle-aged man became interested, "Then can you show me on-site?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiaoqiang is not stage fright, very calm and authentic.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and a strong man walked out behind him. This man is in his thirties and is full of vitality. He is a master at the pinnacle of dark energy and a gold medalist by the middle-aged man. The man nodded slightly to Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "My name is Long Biao, and I will play Songxi Harrier Boxing. If you can learn, even if you learn things quickly."

After he finished speaking, he opened the shelf and twisted his body with a fist. The harrier fists tightly and coherently, with the same momentum and interlocking. The superior technique leverages the strength to avoid the actual attack, and also implicitly captures and beats. Look at him or coax or lure, or probe or beat, or take or fall. The exercise is light and unrestrained, slow and slow, flashing and moving. Harrier flies for food, eagle soars into the sky.

After this punch, it lasted more than half an hour, and everyone was dazzled, let alone memorizing the movements, even remembering how many movements there were. Huang Neng looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang worriedly, can he remember it? The middle-aged elder brother even clapped and exclaimed, "Long Biao, your boxing skills have improved again. After a few years, you may not be able to get a glimpse of your strength and become a first-class master. ."

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Jun and asked with a smile: "Boy, you say you are good at learning, then you can give me this 144-style Harrier Fist!"

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