Teacher He of the Siheyuan

After receiving the money, He Daqing was full of joy, and left with a basket in hand.

Returning to the place where he smoked just now, he changed all his clothes and put away the baskets.

At this moment, Brother Cao is dead, and someone He is online.

I found a small restaurant with a fairly clean decoration, ordered two large bowls of wontons, a plate of meat wrapped in a pot, and then domineeringly said that I would add eggs, three.

At this time, there were not many people in the small restaurant, only a few customers were eating.

The waiter was a little surprised, and said displeasedly, "Alone? You will be fined for wasting food, it's written on the sign."

Yes, it says on the sign at the door that you will be fined for wasting food, and there is a sign next to it saying that you are not allowed to beat customers without reason!

This is the most authentic service these days!
"Who do you look down on? I can't finish eating this little food, so I just put my belly on it," He Daqing said.

"Okay, you wait." The male waiter's face was serious, he took the money and food stamps, and took the written menu into the back kitchen.

After He Da counted the dishes, he looked around. This small restaurant should be a public-private joint venture, with some traces of reconstruction.

Suddenly, I was a little anxious, so I politely asked for advice. A beautiful waiter said, "Lesbian, may I ask if there is a restroom near here? I'm a little anxious."

"Are you asking about the toilet, it's right next to it?" The waitress, with a better attitude, pointed in one direction.

He thanked him, and the bathroom passed by the kitchen of the restaurant.

Then he glanced at it casually, the back kitchen is not big, about ten square meters, but when his eyes glanced at a wooden box on the table, he shrank slightly.

This is bird's nest.

Looking around again, there are chicken, duck and pork knuckles, only two ingredients are needed to make one, the best dish in his memory.

It's really strange to see these things here, but maybe it's another dish that the chef is going to cook, and it happened to be put together.

Without thinking too much, he solved his personal problem and returned to the front dining table.

At this time, the wontons were already ready, and he was not polite, and immediately cut two out of two, and a large portion of wontons enough for two people went into his stomach.

The male waiter came back with a pot of meat, just in time to see him finish a bowl, which surprised him, put down the dishes and looked aside.

He Daqing had a bite of meat, a bite of wonton, and occasionally an egg. He was very satisfied. The chef here obviously has two brushes.

Ready to leave after eating.

At this time, a woman came into the small restaurant, she must be in her forties, but she was well maintained, her skin was delicate and fair, her clothes looked ordinary, but the material was excellent.

She seems to be a low-key noble lady.

But it was none of his business, so he got up and left, and asked vaguely when he walked out of the door, there was a faint fragrance, which was the smell of Bubbleja soap.

I didn't expect this woman to be my customer, fate.

After leaving the small restaurant, He Daqing could clearly feel the great moisture in the air, so he had to go home quickly.

Now that the Lou family already knew the address, sooner or later they would come to visit.

He Daqing braved the drizzle and started to rush back.

After he left, the beautiful woman came to the back kitchen, and an old man with a pale beard received her.

The other waiters were also surprised.

"Mei'e, you're here. I only found some bird's nests. Other scallops and Jinhua ham are hard to find in the market now."

"Uncle Zhao, I'm sorry to trouble you, I still have some dried scallops at home, but I have to look for Jinhua ham again"

"Well, you take these materials away first."

Zhao Mei'e accepted the dishes gratefully and left.

He passed through a back alley, and soon his vision widened.Came to an area of ​​Western-style buildings, one of which was a three-story villa, this building has a Western style, and also incorporates some Chinese concepts, the overall look is majestic, but not domineering.

At this time, a playful and lovely girl jumped out and made a grimace the moment Zhao Mei'e opened the door.

It's a pity that this little trick was seen through by the beautiful woman.

"Xiao'e, why are you playing such tricks again? Has your dad eaten?"

When Lou Xiaoe heard this, her face turned pale, and she stopped being funny and said in a low voice, "Dad, he just drank a little porridge."

"Xiao'e, your dad is just a little busy at work recently, so he has lost his appetite. It will be fine after a while. You can read a book. I will ask someone to show you a movie in a few days."

Zhao Mei'e endured the worries in her heart, smoothed Lou Xiao'e's messy hair, and enlightened her daughter.

As soon as Lou Xiao'e left, she went into the kitchen, put away all the materials she brought home, and went upstairs to visit her husband.

Coming to an elegant main house upstairs, a middle-aged man with a short stature and a firm face was smoking on the balcony.

"Mountain Pass"

A smile appeared on the resolute face of the middle-aged man, "I'm back"

"Well, old Lou, don't worry too much. Worrying is unfounded. I don't even eat food now. If this continues, my body will collapse. I went to Uncle Zhao today and brought some ingredients. I only need one dish, so I can give it to you. You have made a soup, promise me, it will be fine if you eat it.”

Zhao Mei'e's words were filled with endless love. The man in front of her was always protecting her from the wind and rain. She had never seen him like this.

"You, you are such an adult, don't act like a little girl, let Xiao'e see what it looks like"

Lou Shan closed his face and taught his wife a lesson, and fell into some memories.

"Besides, I don't know your cooking skills. I haven't been talented in cooking since I was a child. At that time, my mother-in-law gave up teaching you cooking skills. You pestered me to teach you a clear soup and jelly dish, but the dish was muddled several times. yes, haha"

As he thought of something interesting, he finally smiled.

Zhao Mei'e didn't make jokes that annoyed her husband, but just slipped into his arms, hugged this fragile body tightly, and laughed with him.

She also knows that her workmanship is mediocre. After living as a noble lady for so many years, her ten fingers are not touched by the spring water. In the past two years, all the servants in the family have been dismissed, so she picked up the spoon again. Can she do this well? She also has no confidence in a dish.

This is Lou Xiao'e's home. His father, Lou Shanguan, is one of the shareholders of the rolling mill and the only private manager. When dealing with the leaders of the factory, they acted as if they were staying out of it.

Occasionally, I was invited to participate in some conferences and activities, but I could push it as soon as I could. If I couldn’t push it, I just sat and acted like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, basically I couldn’t speak.

It turned out that Lou's mother was also one of the descendants of Tan's family dishes. Seeing that her husband didn't think about food and drink these days, he was a little thin. Appetizers for my husband.

Tanjia Cuisine is one of the most famous official cuisines in China, together with Nanjing Suiyuan Cuisine and Qufu Confucian Cuisine, they are also known as the three famous official cuisines in China.

Tanjia cuisine is the family banquet of Tan Zongjun, a bureaucrat in the late Qing Dynasty. Because it was the second place in the second year of Tongzhi, it is also called "the second place dish".The cooking methods of Tan’s cuisine are mainly roasting, stewing, simmering, leaning, and steaming. Tan’s cuisine is “good at making dry goods” and “good at cooking eight delicacies in high soup and old fire”.Tanjia cuisine is the only well-known official cuisine that has been preserved and exclusively operated by Beijing Hotel.

Both he and his son love food, and there is nothing to be happy with. They ate all over the country. Later, they paid a lot of money to hire famous chefs from the capital to acquire their cooking skills. They combined Cantonese cuisine with Beijing cuisine and formed their own style.

The gloomy sky, the rolling dark clouds, the violent storm finally fell, and on the lonely balcony, there was only a middle-aged couple cuddling each other.