I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 434 A Big Player in Kyoto (Part [-])
I don't know if it is really related to Huaxia Qinxing, but Zhou Dong is really speechless if he can even pull out a "Hua Cui Ju" by eating mochi tofu.

Hearing Cheng Xiaoling's meaning, the money on Hua Cui's face should always have something to do with Master Cheng, and he is also invited to come out to make a dish of "stinky smoked tofu". The taste of tofu is already a bit Strange, add another smell, is this trying to poison someone to death?
But this matter has nothing to do with me. I have already eaten the mo tofu from Zhensiyanjing and I am very satisfied. Now it is equivalent to the teacher saying goodbye, and everyone can leave.Although the Fan family's attitude has changed drastically recently, and they have shown goodwill to him frequently. Even after hearing that he was coming to the capital, Fan Mingren canceled the appointment on his own initiative, but Zhou Dong didn't want to have anything to do with the Fan family.

However, Mr. Yu is good at everything, but he is too curious. Sometimes he is like a big boy. He didn't take the initiative to say goodbye, but asked gossip: "Old man, you haven't made stinky smoked tofu for many years." Is it over?

This kind of "dark food" with a smaller audience than stinky tofu is not something ordinary people can get used to. "Huacui Palace" has always followed the high-end route. The guests are either rich or expensive. How can it be possible to eat this dish?

Is the customer crazy, or is this Qian Zong crazy? "

When Lao Guo opened "Guojia Cuisine", he also went to "Huacuiju" for field inspections. Naturally, Mr. Yu went with him. The price of the dishes is really not cheap even after he saw it. It is so high-end "Smelly smoked tofu" in the restaurant?Is this the end of the world?

Master Cheng smiled wryly and said: "How can I know that, speaking of which, I have nothing to do with President Qian of this 'Huacui Residence'.
However, Xiaoling, like her deceased mother, loves carving skills most, pestering me to learn, but how can I know it, she ran to 'Hua Cui Ju' and begged again and again, and finally worshiped 'Hua Cui Ju' 'Master Yu, became his apprentice"

Teacher Yu was taken aback, "Is it Master Yu Min?
That is the first carving knife in Kyoto. It is said that once carved the whole picture of Qingming Riverside on a piece of tofu, it is said to be unique for a while!It turns out that Xiao Ling worshiped him as a teacher? "

"It was Master Yu who saved face by saying that Xiao Ling is quite talented, so he accepted her as his inner disciple."

Master Cheng said: "In the end, because Xiaoling became Master Yu's inner disciple, 'Huacuiju' directly offered Xiaoling a high salary of 80 yuan a year. This girl is so proud that she bought a house on the edge of the Fifth Ring Road with a loan. Urging me to live there every day."

"But you just refuse to promise me to live in the past. What good is staying in this old courtyard?"

Cheng Xiaoling pouted, how filial your daughter is, but you won't enjoy it!

Master Cheng seemed to be complaining, but he was actually quite satisfied in his heart. He looked at his daughter with doting eyes and said, "It's also because of Xiao Ling that I got to know Mr. Qian.
Not to mention, although he is not in Qinxing, he is also a man who knows how to eat. He has also eaten mochi tofu at my place a few times, and he knows that I have a unique skill of 'smelly smoked tofu'.

In fact, this 'stinky smoked tofu' is not considered a dish at all, it's just that people who sell mochi tofu sometimes can't sell them all, and they are reluctant to throw them away, so they try to use this method to deal with it. Mandarin fish "stinky tofu" is generally unique, but few people have even made authentic motofu these years, let alone this "dark cuisine", even I haven't made it for several years . "

Teacher Guo shook his head and said: "If you say it like this, then this incident is too strange. There is a good saying, 'Dog meat is not served at the banquet'. It is unreasonable for a top restaurant like Huacuiju to serve 'stinky smoked hemp' to the guests." Tofu' huh?

Old Yu, you have a wider network than me. Have you ever heard of a rich man in China who likes this kind of mouth? "

Teacher Yu shook his head: "I've never heard of this. There are a few wealthy people in China who have some eccentricities. Some like to eat instant noodles in star-rated hotels, and some like to eat pancakes rolled with green onions. Those with such a heavy taste are probably rare."

Shang Qingxiong, who was listening curiously, lightly pulled the corner of Zhou Dong's clothes and said, "Old Zhou, have you tried this 'stinky smoked tofu'? It sounds very challenging."

"I haven't eaten it, but I can imagine it."

Zhou Dong said calmly.

"Tell me, what kind of stinking method?"

"It looks like shit from a distance, but it still smells like shit up close. If you try it out, it's not shit!"

Zhou Dong said: "Chew it a few times carefully, and you will find that it is really fragrant! This is the characteristic of this kind of food, are you interested?"

Shang Qingxiong frowned and thought for a long time: "Although what you said is disgusting, I still want to try it. Do you think it's strange?"

What Teacher Yu said was exactly what Master Cheng thought. He looked at his daughter and said, "A customer specially ordered this 'stinky smoked tofu'?"

"Dad, how do you know, you guessed so right!"

Cheng Xiaoling looked at Zhou Dong and the others, as if there was something unspeakable, ran to his father and whispered, she is just a young girl, like a bud that has not bloomed, not only does not appear sneaky, but is a bit cute.

But Master Cheng blushed, and gently pushed his daughter away: "Say what you have to say, what are you doing sneakily? You mean that the customers who order this dish are not young, and they want to take it away, Mr. Qian guessed Didn't he eat it himself?"

"That's right, Mr. Qian called him Lord Luo,

Dad, you haven't seen this Lord Luo. He is dressed like a little old man, wearing a hand-made robe and mandarin jacket, holding a purple sand pot in his left hand and a bird cage in his right. He looks at people from the corner of his eyes and snorts. One sound is considered to be an answer. Even when Mr. Qian talked to him, he was like this. "

"This style?"

Master Cheng frowned: "You just said his surname is Luo?"

"That's right, you think it's strange, Dad? I've seen many rich people in Kyoto in Huacuiju, but I haven't seen them, and I've heard from the master, but I just haven't heard of them. Passed by this surnamed Luo."

Cheng Xiaoling waved his hand and said: "Oh, don't care, anyway, Mr. Qian said, I want Dad to help you, just make 'smelly smoked tofu', it's not troublesome."

"Hmph, please, what do you know, little girl?"

Master Cheng shook his head and said, "Go back and tell you Mr. Qian that I haven't made this 'smelly smoked tofu' dish for many years. Besides, it's too late to prepare. I don't have the ingredients at hand. Let him hire someone else."

"Dad! Is there any missing material for 'Hua Cui Ju'?

I promised Mr. Qian, so you can do me a favor."

"I can't help you with this!"

"Dad, how can you do this?"

Cheng Xiaoling was so angry that he stomped his feet. It's over, and the old man is stubborn again. How can he explain this to Mr. Qian! "

Teacher Yu thought for a while and said, "A long-robed mandarin coat surnamed Luo carrying a bird in a cage? Lao Cheng, are you worried that he is"

"Teacher Yu is a big player, do I need to say that, isn't he the master?" Master Cheng smiled wryly.

"If it's him, it's really better not to get involved."

Teacher Yu nodded: "Xiao Ling, it's not your father's fault.

You are also in the 'Old Kyoto', and you have stayed in 'Huacuiju' again. You should also know that among the players in Kyoto, there are a group of people who play the most, and sometimes even play with their wealth and lives, right?
This surnamed Luo is such a person! "

(End of this chapter)