A gourmet master who started by visiting restaurants

"Bring it out for me~" Yu Wei handed the plate to Cheng Wanwan.

Cheng Wanwan glanced at Yu Wei and had no choice but to walk out with the plate.

The aroma of wet fried beef river is actually not as fragrant as that of dry fried beef river, because the Maillard reaction is not fully reflected in this dish, but is the aroma of another sauce.

As soon as Cheng Wanwan walked out, Yu Wenhai had already put down his wine glass and looked at the fried noodles brought over with a serious look on his face.

When he saw that the wet fried beef came out, he frowned slightly, and he snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. He just silently stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the noodles, regardless of whether the noodles were covered with gravy. How hot it is after wrapping, put it directly into your mouth.

Basically, powerful chefs have a pair of alloy hands and a set of alloy tongues and throats, so that they can taste fresh and hot food all the time.

Zhou Liping, on the other hand, brought everyone a set of bowls and chopsticks.

After Yu Wenhai took a bite of the wet fried beef river, he slowly put down his chopsticks and poured a cup of Yubingshao with trembling hands.

He breathed heavily.

Cheng Wanwan looked confused and took a taste.

After taking this bite, she was stunned.

"This rice noodles, this is so good. The beef is tender and smooth. It's obviously in the gravy, but it doesn't look old at all. It's still so tender and smooth, and the sauce has a rich flavor. When it's wrapped with fried rice noodles, , although the satay sauce inside is not strong in flavor, this fried rice noodle is indeed perfect, even I can’t make it.”

Cheng Wanwan said these words clearly, which made Jin Zhe couldn't help but glance at Cheng Wanwan.

"Are you a chef?" Jin Zhe asked.

"No, chef is just a side job, I'm still a student." Cheng Wanwan said seriously.

Jin Zhe glanced at Cheng Wanwan's height and nodded seriously.

"I guessed it right, you are indeed a student, so how long until you have the college entrance examination?"

Cheng Wanwan looked sideways at Jin Zhe, then easily broke the pair of chopsticks in her hands.

Even though it was just a disposable chopstick, it still broke.

Jin Zhe was frightened immediately.

"Excuse me, may I ask...what are you reading?"

"Food processing technology." Cheng Wanwan looked at Jin Zhe sideways.

Although Jin Zhe didn't know what kind of major this was, he still took two steps back timidly, and then silently ate the wet fried rice noodles on the table.

Zhou Liping is even more straightforward.

"Hey, how come this kid suddenly knows how to cook? It's quite delicious. It feels even better than your fried beef river." Zhou Liping said to Yu Wenhai.

Yu Wenhai drank a glass of wine, then nodded with satisfaction, but didn't say anything.

After finishing a bite of the fried beef, Cheng Wanwan immediately ran to the kitchen and continued to watch Yu Wei cooking the sweet and sour pork.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Yu Wei frying gourd meat.

"You are quite fast." Cheng Wanwan said.

"This is already very slow. Making sweet and sour pork takes too much time than frying beef river." Yu Wei saw the right moment and fished out the fried sweet and sour pork, and then started to stir-fry the sauce.

"It's very fast. At least it's cleaner and faster than when I cook." Cheng Wanwan watched Yu Wei pick up the sweet and sour pork with a calm expression on his face, as if this dish was like cooking for him. So dull countless times.

But in fact, Yu Wei has actually made this dish so many times that he has lost count.

Add oil to the pan and start frying the sauce.

The sweet and sour taste begins to spread out.

Add the sour pork and black fruit vinegar.

It came out of the pot quickly.

Cheng Wanwan wanted to take the plate, but Yu Wei raised his hand slightly and passed the plate over Cheng Wanwan's head.

"No, there's nothing to fry anyway, I can just take it out myself."

Yu Wei walked out of the kitchen, leaving only Cheng Wanwan with her hands raised but finding nothing.

"Hmph! You're just bullying someone for not being tall enough!" Cheng Wanwan said that it was a huge insult to the plate that passed directly over her head!

Watching Yu Wei bring the dishes out from the kitchen, Zhou Liping said happily: "Smelly boy, your fried noodles are really delicious, but your dad can't make noodles of this level."

Yu Wei smiled: "It's okay. Try this sweet and sour pork. It tastes pretty good."

As soon as he put down the plate, a pair of chopsticks quickly picked up a piece of sour pork and put it into his mouth.

Chew it. Chew it.

"Huh?!" Yu Wenhai's eyes widened and he suddenly looked at Cheng Wanwan.

Cheng Wanwan also picked up a piece of gourd meat and put it in her mouth.

Click~ The outside is crispy, but the inside is bursting with gravy, which shocked Cheng Wanwan.

"Wanwan, are you helping this brat Yu Wei to deceive me? This dish requires at least ten years of skill to make."

Cheng Wanwan said directly: "Uncle Yu, you said that even after ten years of skill, I can't make sweet and sour pork with this taste and texture. How can I lie to you? Ordering takeout can't have this effect."

Yu Wenhai glanced at Yu Wei who was sitting aside looking at his cell phone, then at the sweet and sour pork on the plate, and snorted coldly.

"Where did you learn this gourd meat? It hasn't been served yet."

"You can eat what you want. You are picky here. No matter how many people want to eat, I haven't cooked it for them." Yu Wei lowered his head to check his phone, but Jin Zhe, who was standing behind, could see clearly. Just brushing randomly.

But Yu Wenhai was so excited that he stood up and patted the table.

Zhou Liping was startled and immediately shouted: "Yu Wenhai, are you crazy? Sit down!"

The family throne was suddenly revealed, and Yu Wenhai could only sit down obediently.

However, he still said excitedly: "There are successors, there are successors."

Cheng Wanwan also said at the side: "Congratulations to Uncle Yu."

However, at this moment, Yu Wei raised his head and asked, "What are you so happy about?"

Yu Wenhai slapped the table and said directly to Yu Wei: "Since you can cook, come back and stop doing those things in the company. They are useless. Having a craft is the real thing."

"Huh~"

Yu Wei sneered, and when he was about to say something, Jin Zhe held Yu Wenhai down.

He took a step forward.

"Uncle Yu, I want to ask, if Yu Wei comes back, what can you give him?"

Yu Wenhai was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "What can I give him? This restaurant and my cooking skills belong to him!"

"Okay, Uncle Yu, let me settle an account with you. Can this restaurant have a daily turnover of tens of thousands?"

Hearing this question, Yu Wenhai shook his head and said: "How is that possible? Five or six thousand people every day is already a lot."

Although it is jokingly said that this is Wenji Hotel, in fact there are only four tables here, two large tables and two small tables. A meal for two or three people only costs a few dozen yuan. There are two business hours a day. It's really good to have five or six thousand.

After all, Yu Wenhai is the only one in the kitchen here.