Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

Chef Xiao Wang was not angry when his master reprimanded him, and he didn't waste any words. He picked up a small plate, picked up two pieces of meat, some onions and peppers, and walked towards Ni Zhangqing.

"Master, try it yourself!" Xiao Wang handed the chopsticks and plate to Ni Zhangqing.

"What? You don't want me to eat this kind of thing, do you?" Ni Zhangqing said dissatisfied.

Why is my apprentice acting like a fool now? You still bring it over and let him taste it, you are a pig brain.

"Master, it's really delicious, better than yours." Xiao Wang felt that he had said something wrong and quickly changed his words: "No, no, no, it should be more delicious than what I made."

Ni Zhangqin looked at his apprentice suspiciously, frowned and picked up the chopsticks, then picked up a piece and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.

No matter how you look at it, this meat is well-cooked, so it will be delicious.

"Master, it's really delicious. Please try it quickly." Chef Xiao Wang urged.

Being urged continuously by his apprentice, Ni Zhangqing frowned and stuffed the meat into his mouth as if he was eating something unpalatable.

After just one bite, his expression was even more exciting than that of Chef Xiao Wang just now.

It's really better than all of them.

Ni Zhangqing couldn't believe his taste. He took several bites in a row, and the more he ate, the more delicious it became.

"How is this possible? They are all made from the same materials, how can the taste be so different? How on earth is this done?" Ni Zhangqing lost his previous arrogance, and his face was now full of unbelievable shock.

It would be fine if He Yuzhu cooked this dish, but this dish was only made by a young apprentice who had only learned it for a few days, and it was also fried.

It tastes so good even when fried, but what would it taste like if it was cooked seriously?

What is happening now has subverted Ni Zhangqing's cognition.

Seeing Ni Zhangqing's surprised expression, several cooks in the back kitchen all ran to taste Ma Hua's stir-fried twice-cooked pork.

After they tasted it, the expressions on their faces were similar to Ni Zhangqing's.

They are all cooks, and they can't understand how to cook the food so deliciously.

No wonder the MCA asked them to turn their backs just now. It turned out that there really was a secret method.

Now everyone can't help but feel ashamed for just mocking MCA.

"How did you cook this? The ingredients are obviously the same as the ones we use, so why is the taste so different?"

"Damn, even if it's fried, it tastes better than what we fry."

"MCA, how on earth did you do this?"

"Hey, have you noticed that the fried peppers and onions taste better than meat?"

After the chefs in the kitchen finished eating, they were talking to each other one by one.

The young man who had been chopping vegetables that He Yuzhu noticed just now stopped what he was doing and started paying attention.

Hearing everyone say it was delicious, he couldn't help but come over and take a bite.

After the young man tasted it, he also looked shocked.

The vegetables were cut so ugly, and the fried appearance was also ugly, but the taste was a bit too good.

Everyone who had eaten looked at Ma Hua at this moment, wanting to find out from Ma Hua the secret of why this dish is so delicious.

But Ma Hua was standing behind He Yuzhu with a proud look on his face. He wanted to know how to do it, but there was no way.

"Master Ni, how good is my apprentice's cooking? Am I bragging? Is it more delicious than any of you?" He Yuzhu asked with a proud look on his face, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"It's because I have limited knowledge. Although this dish doesn't look good, the taste is better than mine. Team Leader He, can you please tell me how to cook the twice-cooked pork this time?" Ni Zhangqing spoke in a very low manner. I really want to ask for advice.

MCA fried this dish, which made Ni Zhangqing completely dormant.

He finally understood why Director Tian asked He Yuzhu to be the chef. He must have eaten the dishes cooked by Director Tian.

"Master Ni, we have masters, and the secret recipes for cooking are all passed down one by one by the master. The master once said that the recipes of our lineage can only be passed down within the master. If you want to know about this stir-fry For the secret recipe, you have to find my master." He Yuzhu knows how to shirk the blame.

As long as everything is pushed onto Tan Hui, no one will ask him for the secret recipe.

"Yes, I understand," Ni Zhangqing nodded seriously and replied.

He, Ni Zhangqing, also learned from his master.

When I was learning to be a chef, I had to work behind the master for three years, learn the craft for three years, and work for the master for three years before I graduated.

When he learned to be a chef, it was before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

There were a lot of rules back then.

After working for the master for nine years, he was considered a master and could earn wages as a cook in a restaurant.

So now that He Yuzhu doesn't tell him the secret recipe for cooking, Ni Zhangqing is not surprised at all, but thinks it is a matter of course.

He just asked casually, not expecting He Yuzhu to tell him.

When Ni Zhangqing asked He Yuzhu for the secret recipe just now, many people looked at him expectantly.

After He Yuzhu refused, most of their faces showed disappointment.

They had some expectations in their hearts just now, hoping that they could learn MCA cooking recipes, but now their expectations have been completely extinguished.

"Team Leader He, your apprentice's cooking is so delicious, so you must be better at cooking, right? Can you let us see your skills?"

"Yes! Team Leader He, let us also open our eyes!"

This time the chef no longer spoke in a booing manner. They really wanted to see He Yuzhu's cooking skills.

If the apprentice's cooking is so delicious, what should the master's cooking taste like?

He Yuzhu did not refuse the crowd's booing.

If you want to conquer these people and make them listen to you honestly, you have to show your true ability.

"Since you want to see it, I will make you a bowl of noodles with potatoes." He Yuzhu said and took out a potato from the bag he brought.

These are all things I have prepared a long time ago.

He originally planned to show it off in front of these people.

I brought all the things I had with me, even the knives I was used to.

"Making noodles with potatoes?"

Everyone cast a strange look at He Yuzhu.

Can potatoes also be used to make noodles?

Not only the cooks were surprised, but also He Yuzhu's eldest disciple Ma Hua looked at He Yuzhu expectantly.

Ni Zhangqing even walked up to He Yuzhu and watched carefully how He Yuzhu made the potato noodles.

Being surrounded by so many people, He Yuzhu didn't panic at all.

He calmly took out a potato and took off the skin.

Place the potatoes on the cutting board and use a knife to cut a thin slit underneath the potatoes.

He Yuzhu held a knife in one hand and pushed the potatoes with the other.

As the potatoes rolled, just like rolling paper, a long piece of potato paper was pushed out.