Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

"I don't have the time to bother him. With his lousy cooking skills, he won't stop even if I don't bother him."

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, the chef did not ask any more questions.

After all, he had nothing to do with Zhang Liang. As long as the owner of the stir-fried food shop on the street outside didn't come and steal Cuixuanlou's business, everything would be fine.

As for whether Zhang Liang would be in trouble by anyone, that was none of his business.

Seeing the chef nod, the shopkeeper smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Don't think too much about it. His stall selling stir-fried dishes won't affect us. We should just open the restaurant and do business."

"You teach your apprentices in the kitchen, and I entertain my guests in the front. Let's do better business together. When the boss sees us, he will be happy and maybe even give us a raise!"

The chef saw his smiling face and glared at him:

"You really sound like a businessman."

Just as the two were talking and laughing, they were suddenly interrupted by a voice:

"What are you two talking about here?"

Following the direction of the voice, the chef and the shopkeeper saw the person behind them. This person was the old man who had just bought all the braised meat and cold dishes from Zhang Man.

The shopkeeper and the chef saw the old man looking at each other and said quickly:

"Boss, why did you decide to come here today?"

That’s right, the old man in front of him is the owner of Cuixuan Building, and the entire Cuixuan Building was funded by him.

The old man looked at them and said with a smile:

"I just got off the train and wanted to sit in the store for a while."

Hearing the old man's answer, the shopkeeper hurriedly said attentively:

"You just got off the train and I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. How about I ask Lao Zhang to cook something for you?"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, shaking the bag in his hand:

"I ate as soon as I got off the car, don't worry about me."

"Tell the guys, I brought you all some delicious food, share these with them and let them try, they all said it tastes good."

Seeing the bag in the old man's hand, the shopkeeper and the chef became interested. They immediately took the bag and distributed it to their subordinates.

The shopkeeper and the chef also came to the old man. The shopkeeper saw the braised meat in the bag and said with a smile:

"Master Han, don't we sell braised meat and cold dishes in our store? Why do you have to buy them from outside? Can't you just eat them in the store?"

When Mr. Han heard what the shopkeeper said, he smiled and shook his head:

"I came across this by chance outside, and thought it was delicious, so I brought it back for you."

The shopkeeper looked at Mr. Han and quickly pushed the chef next to him:

"This was specially brought back from Shanghai by Mr. Han. We have to thank him!"

When he said this, the chef also set his eyes on the guys behind him:

"Yes, let's all say thank you to Mr. Han!"

The guys looked at the braised meat and salad in their hands and smiled:

"Thank you, Mr. Han!"

Mr. Han looked at them and waved his hand:

"Okay, you can work later. Eat the salad and braised meat first."

The shopkeeper looked at Mr. Han with some curiosity at this time:

"Master Han, why did you suddenly think of bringing us these braised meats and cold dishes from Shanghai? Is there anything special about them?"

Mr. Han smiled and shook his head, saying:

"I didn't buy the braised meat and cold dishes there. There's a stall selling braised meat and cold dishes on the street next to us. I bought them there."

After hearing what Mr. Han said, the smile on the shopkeeper's face became a little stiff.

He was just about to pick up on Mr. Han's words and flatter him, but who knew that the braised meat and cold dishes were actually bought from the next street?

But the words had already been said, and the shopkeeper asked again in confusion:

"Don't we sell braised meat and cold dishes in our store? Why did you go to the trouble of buying them outside?"

Mr. Han looked at the braised meat and salad in front of him and said:

"This tastes different from what we sell in our store."

"I was drinking tea at Old Li's place just now, and I saw him bringing back a few bags of braised meat and cold dishes, and he asked me to try them."

"I tasted it and it tasted really good. If we could make this taste in our store, our business would definitely be better."

Hearing what Mr. Han said, the shopkeeper nodded thoughtfully.

He took a look at the braised meat and cold dishes in front of him. The chef also took a look and then said:

"This salad is covered in red oil. It should be Sichuan style, right?"

Han Ye smiled and nodded:

"Yes, the taste of their red oil is very authentic. If our store can make Sichuan cuisine like this, would we still be worried about not having customers?"

The chef thought for a while, then waved to Lao Chen, who was in charge of Sichuan cuisine.

"Come here, Lao Chen. Sichuan cuisine is your specialty."

Hearing the chef's words, Lao Chen also hurried over.

This Old Chen was in charge of the preparation of Sichuan cuisine in the kitchen, and Sha Zhu was his apprentice.

Old Chen liked his apprentice Sha Zhu very much. When he heard the chef calling him, he also pulled Sha Zhu along.

Seeing Lao Chen coming over, the chef placed the salad in front of him:

“Try this and see if you can make it.”

Old Chen did not hesitate. Looking at the ruddy salad, he picked up his chopsticks and took a bite:

"Yeah! This is authentic Sichuan flavor!"

When he said this, Lao Chen looked at Sha Zhu next to him and said to him:

"Don't just stand there and watch. Come and try it."

When Sha Zhu heard what Lao Chen said, he immediately picked up a new pair of chopsticks and took a bite:

"You know what, this red oil mixed with shredded chicken is really delicious!"

Because of He Daqing's teaching at home, Sha Zhu is very good at cooking.

Master Lao Chen also liked him. Whenever he encountered any problems, he would ask him to do something, and Sha Zhu would never shy away from refusing.

Unlike Zhang Liang who came in with him.

Not only is he timid, but no matter what happens he just hides at the back and never dares to show up.

Moreover, his cooking skills were extremely poor. Besides Sha Zhu, there were several other apprentices who came in with him. They could all help make some cold dishes, but Zhang Liang couldn't even get a position to cut vegetables.

Whenever he thought of Zhang Liang, Sha Zhu clenched his teeth in anger.

After being humiliated by him in the compound yesterday, I will have to find a chance to take revenge sooner or later!

Old Chen was still tasting the salad. Seeing him eating with gusto, the chef asked curiously:

"How's it going? Can you make this salad taste like his?"

Lao Chen tasted it carefully, shook his head helplessly and said:

"The taste is so unique. Although I can make Sichuan food similar to his, I really can't make it as fragrant as his."