The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 96

"About 30 or [-] years ago, before I was born, my parents were still young."

"Young people are always unwilling to be mediocre, and they don't want to stay in the countryside as a farmer for a lifetime, so my dad went to the city to work."

"The income from working part-time is not high, and only by saving money can I save a little money."

"My dad met my mom when he was working, so he didn't have enough money. He wanted to make more money, marry my mom, and go back to his hometown to build a new house..."

"My mother also had the dream of getting rich, so they decided to start a business together, both left their jobs, and set up a noodle stall in the city."

"My dad has a bit of craftsmanship. He knows some rice noodles and noodle routines. He can cook high soup, make simmered dumplings, and make dumplings and wontons."

"Anyway, the noodle stall's business was pretty good, and they saved a little money. Until later, my mother became pregnant with me..."

"It might have been an accident, but they decided to have me anyway."

"So they went back to their hometown and gave up the business of setting up stalls."

"After giving birth to me, they stayed in their hometown for two years, took care of the baby, and did some farm work..."

"However, they still want to work in the city, and they miss the days when they had money."

"So, they left me to my grandparents, ran to the city, and opened a noodle restaurant..."

"After nearly ten years of hard work, they finally bought a house in the city and transferred me to the city..."

"I won't say much about these."

Little Tutu was silent for a while, as if she wanted to take a breath in her memory.

"Then, something happened to my noodle restaurant this year."

"Several special guests came to the door suddenly and asked my dad to make a bowl of dumplings by himself."

"You know, the scale of my noodle shop is not small now. I have opened several branches and hired a lot of workers."

"Besides, my dad is getting old, even if he goes to the kitchen, he won't go under the flour and cook wonton dumplings..."

"However, I couldn't refuse the requests of these guests... because they offered 10 yuan to my dad to cook a bowl of dumplings himself."

"Of course my dad did, and took a bowl of dumplings away."

"But soon, those people returned, saying that this bowl of dumplings was not good, and that it was not up to the standard they required..."

Hearing this, Yu Yishan suddenly realized: "It turned out to be kicking the gymnasium, kicking the gymnasium..."

Yu Yishan has only seen the kicking of restaurants in the chef industry. It is nothing more than ordering a few dishes, eating a few bites, and then vomiting on the table, and scolding those signature dishes: "I am not targeting Who, but I want to say, all the dishes here... are all spicy chicken!"

That's about it.

The team kicking the restaurant must point out the various deficiencies in these dishes, nitpicking, picking bones... Anyway, it is necessary to spray the chefs of this restaurant as worthless.

As far as the level of your chef is concerned, let's go back to the village to raise pigs!
Then, those who kick the hall need an apron and a two-meter-high hat...

This process must be a little more complicated, and two subordinates must dress him in armor, which looks grand and formal.

Then, the kicker will show his hand in other people's restaurants.

He cooks the same dishes as you, but he has more tricks than you, and the dishes are more beautiful than you...

This proves that his cooking skills are higher.

This is usually how it is played on TV. In the end, anyway, you can't taste it in front of the camera, you can only watch the host's expression.

Usually the eyes are squinted, the eyebrows are raised...

Wow, it tastes so good...

This is considered to be a success in kicking the pavilion, and then everyone does their own things... It seems that nothing has changed.

In the TV series, there may be a martial arts competition, or a bet against each other, blocking the entire restaurant and all the family property.

But if you put it in reality, basically don’t think about it, just leave after the performance, and remember to buy the menu of the few dishes you just ordered before you leave.

This is considered polite, at least let you perform, which represents my chef's good wishes to communicate with the majority of colleagues.

If you are not polite, just call the police to help him pay the bill.

Although Yu Yishan has a whole body of culinary skills, he doesn't know much about the world of chefs, and he doesn't know whether there is such a thing as being kicked out of the restaurant in modern society, and how it is kicked out.

Will there be various sects and stunts like the Chinese Xiaodangjia... oh, it's so mysterious.

It also feels very unlikely. In the past, cooking skills were taught by masters. There may be an industry association in this industry, just like the leader of the martial arts.

Now cooking skills are learned in schools, and the streets are full of restaurants and restaurants. A brick is thrown into the crowd, and three people are killed, one of whom is a chef.

Which martial arts sect can control so many people?Which leader can control so many restaurants?

You thought you were reading a novel.

Yu Yishan shook his head: "Then, do those kickers want you to refund the money, or pay ten times the compensation? If it is ten times, it is exactly 100 million... Wouldn't you call the police for extortion? It still works Do you want to compete with them in making dumplings?"

"No, no, no... Master Shan, where are you thinking!"

Little Tutu was stunned, and Yu Yishan told her a lot of rules for kicking the gym, but she didn't understand a word.

She quickly interrupted Yu Yishan's nonsense: "They didn't come to kick the hall, and they didn't ask us to refund the 10 yuan. They... just wanted my dad to cook another bowl of dumplings for them, and cook them carefully. A bowl of dumplings..."

Yu Yishan was a little confused now, he wiped off the water stains on his body, changed into a pair of underpants, then lay down on the bamboo chair, and opened a bottle of happy water...

"What's the situation? They really came to eat dumplings? It's so rare that they are not as delicious as dumplings, and as fun as... Cough cough, by the way, why do they have to ask your father to make dumplings for them?"

"Who is behind them? Who wants to eat the dumplings made by your dad...it can't be your dad's old lover?"

Yu Yishan was also aroused by his own gossip: "Could it be that the old lover wants to challenge your mother's status? Does your father have an illegitimate child? Is he going to compete with you for the family property?"

"Aha, this is going to be quite lively... Could it be that your dad decided to use the way of making dumplings to let you all win?"

"Then the one million challenge fee is quite worth it..."

Yu Yishan couldn't help thinking about it.

The little Tutu said quietly: "Master Shan, haven't you realized that you are a bitch..."

"I'm a bitch? Is there?"

"If you go down again, you won't be able to sleep tonight. I can talk to you about this all night, don't you believe it?"

Yu Yishan scratched his chin wonderingly: "Isn't it a battle for inheritance?"

"of course not!"

Little Tutu was a little bit crazy: "Can you stop thinking about it and listen to me?"

"Okay, no problem, you continue to talk!"

"Have you ever heard of Liu Jianguo?"

"Which Liu Jianguo?"

"That Liu Jianguo of Wanfa Group!"

"Oh……"

Yu Yishan finally remembered, isn't it just Liu Jianguo, the founder of Wanfa Group, that legendary figure.

(End of this chapter)