Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Hele savored the string of chicken hearts carefully.

Gu Yue observed that this man was quite elegant in his gestures and movements, and looked a little anxious when eating, but he also maintained his basic temperament. He was unlike Gu Dashi, who ate like a starving ghost when he was extremely hungry.

"This chicken heart is a little undercooked." He Le said honestly, "I guess it wasn't marinated for too long, so the saltiness hasn't penetrated into the heart. It's not as good as the gizzards."

Gu Yue nodded repeatedly.

Since the chicken hearts were from adult chickens, they were much larger than the small chicken hearts commonly seen at barbecue stalls. Gu Yue cut them into four pieces and strung them together, but since he came up with this idea late, he grilled them before they were marinated for long.

Hele took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Boss, what's your name? I see that you are a person who loves to study food, and I think we can have some common topics." He Le asked with a smile.

"My name is Gu Dashi." Gu Yue was already used to this name, and he felt no burden when he reported it, without any hesitation at all.

"Boss Gu." He Le called him that, and took advantage of the fact that there were few people buying fried chicken at this time to chat with Gu Yue, "Your idea is rare. This is the first time I have seen chicken cooked in this way."

"These are other people's recipes. I'm just using them for reference." Gu Yue said. He didn't want to stand out too much.

Hele asked him for a stool and sat down next to the stall: "I don't know where this delicacy came from. I have never eaten it before."

"...I'm not really sure either. From what Brother Hele said, it seems that you have eaten delicious food from many places?" Gu Yue turned the topic to him.

"Haha, I just took advantage of the situation. In fact, I have never eaten local food. These are all tricks made by the chef." He Le said modestly.

Gu Yue thought that this person should have something in common with Lord Cheng.

Let Shi San sell fried chicken at the back of the stall, while Gu Yue leaned against the stall and chatted with He Le: "Is it the Hongcheng Restaurant? There are many delicacies from all over the world, and there are many varieties."

"I've been to that restaurant. It does have a lot of variety, but it's a pity that I didn't get to meet the owner of the restaurant." He Le showed a regretful expression, "The famous chef Liu Jinzui was even lured in by the owner, which shows that the person behind him has good taste."

"Liu Jinzui?" Gu Yue thought, could he be talking about Old Liu from the kitchen? He seemed to have also participated in the trial phase of fried chicken.

"Since you are talking about this restaurant, you must have tried the signature dish there, the Drunken Duck, right? That is Liu Jinzui's famous creation." He Le talked freely.

Gu Yue... Gu Yue really had never eaten it. The duck cost twenty taels of silver. How could a poor worker like him afford it? Besides, he didn't have the elegance to eat the leftovers.

Gu Xu suddenly joined the topic: "I heard that Liu Jinzui was once the imperial chef."

"That's right! He has been in the palace for fifteen years, and he is the one who cooks the dishes at the state banquet every year." He Le said.

After saying this, Gu Yue remembered that Old Liu seemed to have often said that he had been a cook for some noble for more than ten years, and it turned out that he was in the palace.

Just as he was thinking about it, Gu Yue saw Gu Xu gave him a look.

The look was very subtle and Gu Yue couldn't figure out what he meant for a moment.

Any new plans?

He continued to chat with Hele about Old Liu: "Why did he leave the palace later? He should have made a lot of money as a royal chef, right?"

"It's okay to do the same thing tomorrow as today?"

He Le said: "This is the brilliance of Liu Jinzui. I admire him the most. The nobles in the palace have fixed tastes. He has been doing this for more than ten years but has not been able to come up with anything new. Naturally, he is lonely, so he left the palace."

Craftsman spirit. Gu Yue nodded.

It seems that He Le is not an ordinary person. He knows everything about the imperial chef and can even afford the Drunken Duck that costs twenty taels of silver.

However, since the other party did not reveal his identity, he had no intention of asking any further questions. As long as it did not cause any harm to them, it was fine.

Shi San is watching all the time, he will find out if there is any problem.

"By the way, Brother Hele." Gu Yue had some thoughts, "Have you ever tried braised food?"

"Are you talking about the popular ones in the south? Of course I've eaten them." He Le said with a smile.

"Well, do you know what ingredients are used in the marinade for braised food?" Gu Yue asked bluntly.

Hele looked at him: "Boss Gu, do you want to make braised food?"

"That's right." Gu Yue admitted generously.

Hele smiled slyly: "You asked the right person."

Gu Yue was overjoyed, and pulled He Le to the wall of the martial arts hall and whispered, "Come on, tell me, what's the trick?"

He Le said with his hands behind his back, "The flavors of stewed food vary from province to province in the south. Every old shop has its own secret recipe, and the secret recipes are not exactly the same."

After saying that, he stopped and glanced at Gu Yue.

Gu Yue was silent for a moment, then asked: "Brother Hele, don't you happen to know any secret recipe?"

"It's not that I know, it's that I have a way to get it." He Le smiled.

"Stealing other people's secret recipe? That's not a good idea." Gu Yue hesitated.

"That's the secret recipe of braised food from a century-old store, passed down from generation to generation. You really don't want it?" He Le looked at him meaningfully.

“…No, no, what’s the point of stealing it? This thing won’t taste good when it’s cooked.” Gu Yue felt that He Le was not a good person.

"That's right, Boss Gu, I didn't make a mistake." He Le laughed and patted Gu Yue on the shoulder. "How can he be a narrow-minded person who can make such delicious fried chicken!"

Gu Yue was speechless. Are you testing me?

"I just have a higher quality." Gu Yue said.

"It's like this. I have a braised food recipe that has always been made in my house." He Le said, "This is something left by a friend of my mother. He no longer runs a braised food store and has no descendants, so he gave the recipe to my mother."

It won't be expensive, right? Gu Yue thought.

He has downloaded an anti-fraud APP, so if things go too smoothly, he will be more careful.

"It sounds like this recipe must be delicious! But we are just a small business. If the price is too high, I won't be able to afford it." Gu Yue gave a heads-up in advance.

"Boss Gu, you're too polite. With such a close relationship between us, would I ask you for money?" He Le laughed.

What kind of relationship? We just met yesterday!

"...Then what are your conditions?" Gu Yue asked, "And I have to try the recipe you mentioned first to see if it suits the local taste. If it's too strange, it won't work."

There are a lot of dark dishes.

He Le said, "How about this, Boss Gu, when you are free, come to my house and sit for a while?"

"That's fine." Gu Yue said. Gu Xu had just given some instructions. He Le could build a relationship with him. "Next... ten days, five days later, I'll visit your house."

"No problem." He Le agreed with a smile, "But the fried chicken these days will remain the same."

Gu Yue: “…”

……

Today’s fried chicken didn’t sell as fast as yesterday’s, and the battle dragged on until sunset, when the last chicken leg was bought by a kid who was coming home from school at the martial arts gym.

Gu Xu squatted beside the cash box and counted the money. Then he compared it with the records and found that not a penny was missing.