Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

"Oh, good stuff?" Mr. Liu became excited when he heard it.

Anything that Chen Jun calls a good thing must be food!

Sure enough, after Chen Jun moved down a few tables and chairs, he took a lunch box from the cart.

"Master Liu, try the cooked food I made and give your comments."

Delicatessen?

Upon hearing this, Master Liu's eyes lit up, and he quickly sat down and said with a smile: "Oh, how do you know that I like to drink a little wine? Cooked food is perfect as a side dish."

As he said that, Master Liu brought the lunch box over.

Hey, this lunch box is not big, but it is quite heavy. It looks like it is full.

"Grandpa Liu, please open it and try it. It's delicious made by my brother." Lin Yao urged with a smile.

Master Liu turned his head to look at Lin Yao, and asked with a smile: "Hahahaha, what is your brother cooking that is not delicious?"

“Uh…” Lin Yao scratched her head and found that everything Chen Jun cooked seemed to taste good.

Grandpa Liu laughed a few times, then opened the lid of the lunch box.

"Hmm! This smells so good, I can have a couple more drinks tonight."

As he said this, he took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and tasted it.

After chewing it carefully, Master Liu nodded in approval and said to Chen Jun, "This meat is very flavorful, the meat is fat but not greasy, and it has a little bit of spicy taste. It is perfect for drinking."

After saying that, he picked up another potato chip and tasted it.

Ah!

Even the vegetarian dishes are delicious!

"Hey, little boss, your cooked food is so delicious, why don't you sell it? It will definitely be popular!"

Chen Jun smiled and nodded: "Today is the first day of sales, but not at my stall."

"Then where is it? Will it be sold in the afternoon?" Grandpa Liu thought that Chen Jun would be too busy at noon, so he planned to sell stir-fried dishes at noon and cooked food in the evening.

But Chen Jun shook his head and pointed to a small stall not far away and said, "I have to rest in the afternoon, so I'll find a little brother in the courtyard to help me set up the stall over there."

Grandpa Liu looked in the direction Chen Jun pointed, and indeed saw a childish little boy setting up a stall.

It was obvious that this little boy was setting up a stall for the first time. He was too embarrassed to even shout out to attract customers, which was in stark contrast to the other stalls around him.

"It's a new stall. It's okay. I have some acquaintances in this area. I'll go and arrange it for you."

As he said that, Grandpa Liu stood up, holding the lunch box in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and walked towards Yan Jiecheng.

I also met an honest man on the road.

"Hey, Xiao Li, come here."

He is usually called Lao Li, and in Master Liu's eyes he is just a junior, so calling him Xiao Li is also appropriate.

Old Li followed the sound and found that it was Master Liu calling him, so he immediately ran over.

"Hey, Master Liu, you left home early today."

"Come, come, let me show you something delicious!" Grandpa Liu smiled and weighed the lunch box in his hand.

Old Li was very familiar with Master Liu. When he heard that it was delicious, he immediately became interested: "Master Liu, what is this?"

"Authentic spicy braised pork, come and try it, the boss just gave it to me, I guarantee you'll want a second bite after you take one."

Oh my god? The boss did it?

Old Li is an old customer of Chen Jun’s stir-fry stall, so he naturally knows who the “little boss” that Mr. Liu is referring to is.

He first took a look into the lunch box. Wow, it was indeed very bright, and the red layer on top looked like it was poured with chili oil.

Although it looked very tempting, Lao Li was a little hesitant.

"Master Liu, I'm afraid my stomach can't handle something this spicy."

Master Liu smiled when he heard this: "Don't worry, you may see that the meat is covered with a lot of chili peppers, but this layer is not chili oil, but real sugar color, but the color is very similar. The boss also adjusted the spiciness to a very low level to suit the taste of people in our city, so it's just a little spicy."

As he spoke, Master Liu picked up a chicken claw and said, "Here, try it. Look how well this chicken claw is braised."

"That's right, it looks delicious!" Since Mr. Liu said it wasn't spicy anymore, Lao Li didn't hesitate at all and picked up the chicken feet with his hands and put them into his mouth.

Although he was not an expert at chewing chicken feet, his eyes lit up after taking a bite.

This chicken foot is surprisingly chewy when you put it in your mouth!

He took a light bite and didn't even manage to eat off the meat on the chicken foot.

"Hiss, how are these chicken feet braised? Why are they so thick?" Old Li said in surprise, and then continued to gnaw on them.

This time I used a little more force and bit off some of the meat on the chicken feet.

The rich aroma of the stew combined with the meaty flavor of the chicken feet made Lao Li unable to stop.

"Hiss, it's not too spicy, and it tastes very chewy. It's delicious, really delicious!"

After saying that, Lao Li attacked the chicken feet one by one and quickly licked them clean.

Next is the lower part of the chicken feet. This piece of meat has more meat than the top of the small claw, so it is certainly more enjoyable to chew.

In a short while, the whole chicken foot was eaten up.

Old Li pursed his lips and leaned his head to take a look into the lunch box.

"Master Liu, what is that?"

Master Liu subconsciously closed the lunch box, then said with a smile: "This is pig head meat mixed with chili peppers. You can't eat it if you have a bad stomach."

What can’t you eat?

Old Li, who had just tasted the braised chicken feet, was unhappy at the time.

"Yes, yes, Master Liu, I have a good appetite. I want to challenge my bottom line. Let me have a taste!"

"Just one piece, one piece!"

Alas, there is no way.

Uncle Liu couldn't resist Lao Li's constant nagging and had to open the lunch box again.

My goodness, this Old Li has no moral ethics at all. Before Mr. Liu could react, he had already picked up the chopsticks and picked up several pieces.

Chen Jun cut the pig's head into neat pieces, and each slice was not very thick, so the seasoning was evenly distributed.

After putting a few slices of pork head into his mouth, Lao Li indeed tasted a spicy flavor.

But this spiciness is fragrant, not the dry kind.

After chewing a few bites carefully, Lao Li couldn't help but shiver all over.

“Hiss, huh~hiss~”

A little spicy, but acceptable.

"No, I ate too fast just now and didn't taste anything. Let me have a few more pieces." As he said that, he picked up another piece of food with chopsticks in front of Master Liu.

"Huh~hiss~it feels so good."

Old Li touched his forehead and found a thin layer of sweat.

After eating these few bites of pig head, not only my stomach felt warm, but my whole body also felt warm.

"You kid!" When Grandpa Liu saw that Lao Li was still trying to pick up his chopsticks, he immediately became unhappy.

I'm letting you taste it, not letting you eat your fill. Do you understand?

"Hahaha." Old Li smiled awkwardly when he saw that his actions were seen through.

Then he said to Master Liu, "It's really delicious. I'll go buy one from the boss, and then go home to get a bottle of wine. Master Liu, shall we have a couple of drinks at noon?"

Master Liu nodded and said, "I'll make it, but you can't buy it from the cooked food owner. He doesn't sell it."

"What the hell? You don't want to sell it?" Old Li was immediately confused.

I haven’t even had enough of it yet, and you tell me this thing isn’t for sale?