Through the courtyard, I became a big villain

· `After the last few people made a reservation, they were full of tea, and no one had lunch after returning home.

Even Silly Zhu, there are some potatoes, cornmeal and so on at home, he glanced at it, touched his stomach full of water and didn't make lunch.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the third uncle and the second uncle rolled out their bicycles. The first uncle didn't buy them when he was at work. Now that he's retired and has nothing to do, he likes to walk and go for a walk, so he and Shazhu planned to sit on them The back seat of the car for two people.

"Silly Zhu, go and sit behind Old Yan, have you forgotten that the old lady's tires blew up when I rode a bicycle last time?"

Liu Haizhong looked at the silly Zhu who was about to get on the back seat of his car, and said with a little fear.

The main reason is that Sha Zhu Tiantian is poor and has a good body, and he hasn't lost weight for so many years.

But the third master was not happy when he heard it.

"This silly pillar weighs so much that I can't move him. I have taken good care of this car for more than ten years. This silly pillar will not be crushed by me once it comes up!"

The old man frowned and said:

"Old Yan, do you still want to go to eat? You sit in the back seat. Silly Zhu has good physical strength. Let him carry you. Let's go to the street to cheer up."

It was still the elder master who had an idea in his heart, which invisibly resolved the conflict and suppressed the third master.

Several people were able to travel smoothly.

The last three old people and a middle-aged man named Shazhu spent nearly an hour cycling from Dongcheng to a small alley by the West Sea, where Yanghe Restaurant opened.

The distance along the way and it is now February, the season of warming and cold, I heard people's stomach growling one after another along the way.

Yi Zhonghai, who was listening directly, became more and more frightened, these people came to eat the rich.

I still don't know what the price of Yanghe Restaurant is. Why does the word Yanghe have an annoying feeling?

When a few people arrived at the store, it was just after 3 pm, and there were slightly fewer customers in the store, at least there was no queue.

Although the uncle doesn't go to restaurants often, he still has some basic knowledge.

While being led to a small table for four by the waiter, he whispered to Sha Zhu, "It's really hot that there are so many people at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Sha Zhu looked around at the reactions of the diners, and felt the color and aroma of the dishes on the table from a professional perspective, and put away the contempt before entering the door.

Originally, he always thought that his culinary skills were absolutely unsurpassed in ordinary restaurants.

But in the few seconds of entering the door, people learned a lesson.

The guy at Yanghe Restaurant brought over a menu.

The third master who can read the most took it over and took a look.

"Hey, this menu is still printed, and it's covered with...hard plastic?"

The third master touched the menu and praised sincerely.

"Wonderful."

"Don't wait, order quickly, you will starve to death soon."

The fattest second uncle urged that he was exhausted from carrying Yi Zhonghai all the way, and he hadn't eaten since noon, so he was the most anxious now.

"Okay, I want to have this signature sheep scorpion pot."

The third master said with bright eyes.

Grandpa's heart trembled...

"Well, waiter, do you have this dish?"

The uncle grabbed the menu and looked at the waiter hopefully.

"There is this dish. We have the most ingredients for the signature dish."

The waiter introduced it enthusiastically.

"Does this dish really exist?"

The uncle asked again.

The waiter was a little confused: "Yes."

"You don't need this dish."

The uncle hinted frantically.

"But we really have this dish, I just ordered one next to it."

The waiter pointed to a table next to it, and there was a large pot full of bright red sheep and scorpion pots, which was really tempting.

The uncle looked at the price of 2.4 yuan above with his face flushed, and his nails were almost cut through the menu.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Can I order a half portion?"

"sorry, can not."

"Then have one."

The uncle who learned the lesson just now didn't give others a chance to touch the menu.

But the third master insisted on stretching his neck to look at the names of the dishes from the back of the menu.

"The waiter will serve this stir-fried lamb kidney."

"do not want!"

The old man yelled.

Then, looking at him strangely, his tone softened again.

"The few of us are here to taste the special dishes. Just order some dried tofu with sharp peppers. The main thing is to chat more and see this restaurant..."

The uncle gave a few people a look, which means that we are here to spy on the military situation, why do you all treat it as a serious meal.

The elders didn't say anything, but the honest service eyes who stood aside did say, "Master, so you want to try special dishes."

"Then you should order this stir-fried lamb loin. This is the specialty of this restaurant, especially for the elderly like you. After eating, I promise that the aunt will happily fry two eggs for you tomorrow!"

The waiter gave a few people a look that you know.

He still continued to say: "For example, our restaurant's specialties include braised pork ribs, twice-cooked pork, burnt pork slices, sweet and sour pot-wrapped pork...

"

The little guy reported a series of big meat dishes to several people.

The uncle looked at the price of one or two yuan of meat and vegetables on the menu, and the veins in his head jumped.

The second uncle and the third uncle clapped their hands and laughed.

"That's right, we're here to eat the special dishes, we want all the things you just said!"

The two uncles said almost in unison.

"If you continue to do this, everyone will share it equally!"

The uncle directly put down his face.

If I continue to maintain my face, then I'm afraid that all the watches I brought today will have to be here.

The last few people talked and ordered two more meat dishes,

Of course, there is also the original sheep and scorpion pot.

Ding Peng didn't see a few people coming in the back kitchen, otherwise he could still recognize a few people as the chef in the factory.

After the food arrived on the table, the few people who ate it first, except for the third master who was a teacher at the school, all had a slightly familiar feeling.

However, there are quite a lot of differences in making big pot dishes and small stir-fried dishes, and a few people didn't taste that this dish was made by Ding Peng, the star chef in the factory back then.

The uncle looked at Shazhu with some trepidation.

"If you need such skills to open a restaurant, can you do it, silly?"

Silly Zhu shook his head.

"This kind of craftsmanship... I really can't achieve it."

"I feel that this skill is better than Chef Ding Peng's in the rolling mill."

Silly Zhu is usually dissatisfied with his mouth, but in fact he is very envious of Ding Peng's craftsmanship in private.

"Then what should I do?"

"Why don't you ask if you can join them as a cook or something?"

"It's mainly about the treatment."

The uncle "kindly" suggested.