Cooking

Entering the auditorium, what you can see is the scene of Buroni in Chinese clothes surrounded by women under the bright crystal lamp.

The hostess shouted sharply, "Here we come! Come up!"

Buroni looked at Li Xiangrong in a daze. He hadn't seen him for more than half a month, and he didn't seem to see any changes. Ah Rong was still so stupid, with a black T-shirt and a thin coat, and his hair was a bit long, covering half of his chubby eyes. Eye.He sighed and shouted, "Arong, come here, these are my classmates."

Li Xiangrong flinched, and smiled awkwardly, "Are you busy? Me, why don't I go back first."

Immediately someone greeted, "Come and play together, come and sit, we are all friends."

Several boys looked at each other sadly. Ever since Buroni came on stage, the girls' gazes had been completely taken away, and now there was another... Buroni went over and pulled Li Xiangrong to sit in the corner.

The hostess patted the microphone and said, "Alright, alright, our official program hasn't started yet, the audience should hurry back to their seats and make room."

The activity is to cook food on the spot, but in fact, the kitchen utensils that can be arranged are too few and simple. A few long tables are set up against the wall to serve as cooking tables. In the middle of the hall, a few tables with induction cookers are borrowed from a hot pot restaurant, and simple pots and bowls are prepared. And ingredients, there are a few other tables with melon seeds, peanuts, oranges and apples, etc. It seems that it is not credible to make a decent medicinal meal, and the tea party is still possible.

Those who cook are voluntary to sign up, some are boys who want to show off their cooking skills, and girls from other schools just need to sit in their seats and enjoy the results. Everyone draws lots in groups, and they will act quickly.

It's a pity that sometimes wishes can only be good wishes. When vegetables are chopped, fried meat is undercooked, fish skin is burnt, and bowls are broken, the girls laugh and the boys feel extremely ashamed.

Li Xiangrong was laughing smugly beside Buroni. Compared to his cooking skills, he was indeed qualified to laugh at him. Buroni asked in a low voice, "Why did you come back?"

Li Xiangrong looked at him with bright eyes, "I have passed the exam! I passed the exam the afternoon before yesterday! I finished packing yesterday, and the train at night will send the certificate in a few days."

Buroni was still surprised and asked, "Don't you have to study for three months? You can take the exam in just a few days?"

"Because I have a high level," Li Xiangrong smiled proudly, "I shocked the teacher on the first day. His knife skills are not as good as mine. I have memorized the theory textbooks. It is not difficult to learn to cook two dishes. I asked if I could take the exam as soon as possible to get a certificate, and the other side said that as long as you are sure, you can take the exam, anyway, the tuition fees you have already paid will not be refunded. I said that I would take the latest exam, the day before yesterday.”

"Then you paid the money for nothing?" Buroni wanted to tug at his ears, "You can still learn something at school, and there's no rush to get certified."

Li Xiangrong looked at him deeply, with forbearance in his eyes, and he asked softly, "Is the situation of the Bu family very bad? Why didn't you tell me? If you didn't see it on the Internet, you never told me ?"

"Up to now, can't you still see me as a member of the Bu family?"

The author has something to say: It's really slow, I need to add emotion

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"No! It's not!" Under such honest eyes, Buroni denied in embarrassment, "I want you to hurry up and learn more! You don't have to worry about that..."

"Worry, it's not a question of whether it's necessary or not." Li Xiangrong leaned closer to his face, and sprayed his face with a slightly rapid breath, "Lonnie, friends should share weal and woe. Do you think it's troublesome for me to stay?"

"Trouble? When will I treat you as trouble!" Buroni raised his voice, "What's the use of staying if you can't even do anything about it?"

Some people around looked over curiously, and Buroni stared back viciously, "Arong, I treat you as a friend, so I hope you have a better life! You..."

"I'm useless?" Ah Rong smiled feebly, turned his eyes to look at the team members who were still in the middle of the hall, and said, "I'm more useful than them when it comes to cooking."

Because of the latter sentence, Ah Rong got glaring glances from the classmates around him, and some people said angrily, "If you have the ability, do it yourself, who can't just brag."

In fact, the five groups of people present were not all Baiding, and there were several decent dishes, such as bananas in sesame oil, steamed pears in rock sugar, amber peach kernels, and white fungus soup, which were not difficult and looked good, and the people who made them Complacent, the onlookers made a fuss.

A little nurse in charge of judging said, "Brother, I am acting as a diabetic, can you give me steamed pears with rock sugar?"

The girl next door was also moaning, "My stomach is weak here, how can you serve bananas with sesame oil? It's too slippery."

The man who worked so hard to finish the finished product muttered in shame. He finally prepared two simple dishes, but they were unreliable. It was too bad.

The host sighed regretfully, "The elites of the Food Science Department, you have to live up to it, and let the nurse sisters down, don't even mention having a fellowship in the future."

Fortunately, the tremella soup met the requirements of pretending to be a tuberculosis patient, and the boys finally saved a little face.

Bu Langni was pushed by the person behind him, and the boy lowered his voice and said, "Bu Shao, we didn't want you to steal the limelight, but it's the time when my class is in danger, so you should take action first. Let's kill those nurse sisters."

Buroni said without looking sideways, "I don't know how to cook."

The boy lamented, "Brother, I have a sense of class honor, so I will bring you the simplest one from Bujia..."

Buroni still refused, but Li Xiangrong said softly, "I'll go," he turned his head and asked the boy, "Can I go?"

"Yes, of course!" The boy immediately gave him a thumbs up, hurriedly called the host over, and pushed Li Xiangrong to the front, "Quick! Foreign aid!"

The host looked suspiciously at Buroni and then at Li Xiangrong, and the boy kept urging, "He said he's a good cook, so he must show his skills."

The host said, "Are you going out on behalf of the Lord?"

Arong smiled wryly, "I'm just joining in the fun."

Seeing that Bu Langni was silent, the host dragged Li Xiangrong onto the stage. Seeing the temporary additions, the sister nurses clamored. The host took the microphone and said, "He cooks on behalf of Bu Shao, do you have any doubts?" With eyes full of redness, he roared, "No! It's so cute~~"

It doesn't matter if there is or not, what is so cute?Li Xiangrong tried his best to persuade himself not to care about other people's eyes, and concentrate on doing the things in front of him.

It has always been said that "doing" is more important than "speaking". There may be very few things you can do, but it should be more effective than the dilemma of being unable to say anything.

Buroni doesn’t talk much to himself, maybe because he thinks it’s useless to say anything, and the only way to change this situation is to do more, faster, and better.

Do what you can, do what is right in front of you, let him look at you, do things seriously and focus, don't use words, only action, and act immediately.

Li Xiangrong looked at the topic. The two boys in this group should cook for a patient with a fever. They originally planned to make carp soup, but unfortunately they are really inexperienced in handling live fish. The poor fish died after tossing for a long time , the scene was almost horrible.

Ah Rong gently pushed away the chopping board covered with blood and fish scales. The scattered fish pieces were burnt and exuded a burnt smell. The two boys took the pot away awkwardly and gave the place to Ah Rong. one person.

The optional ingredients are prepared according to the dishes expected by the contestants in each group. There are not many types and the quantity is limited. Ah Rong went to get some peeled water chestnuts. Well, it is sold by the catty. It tastes ice and sweet, very refreshing. It would be very troublesome to peel it yourself.

With the water chestnuts, Ah Rong took three more eggs, some goji berries and sugar. The combination of these things made everyone focus their curious eyes on him, and there were two lines of sight that were not curiosity, but Pay attention quietly.

Buroni has been watching Ah Rong's movements. He has seen Ah Rong cook countless times, concentrating on everything, but he has never cooked like a game this time. He faintly feels that Ah Rong seems to be doing it for himself. Fighting, the purpose of fighting is not to defeat other groups and win the favor of girls, but to get something from yourself, similar to more attention or trust, or it may be more expectation and dependence. From now on As soon as we met, he noticed that Ah Rong's face was covered with the message "You have to trust me, you have to value me." What to do, it is pure emotion, from knowing kindness and reciprocating, from reciprocating love.

I was nice to Ah Rong, so he wanted to be nice to me, it's as simple as that.

Buroni suddenly felt ashamed. He felt like a shrewd businessman. Although he couldn't do anything in the face of a crisis, he was very smart, but he didn't have enough IQ to go to the stock market to get a huge sum of money from the sky. , he is not capable enough to be a hacker to mess up Mr. Xu's business, and he has no friends with extraordinary status to help him solve these troubles, he is just an ordinary sophomore in college , overwhelmed by too many things, and it wasn't his fault.

However, we are always growing up, and painful experiences will speed up the process of growing up. We need cruel experiences to get through the restless adolescence, no longer believe that we are omnipotent, and learn to do our best little by little.

Arong has already started to do his best, and Buroni thought sadly that he started, and started to cook, which is the most important and best step. Even if Bu's family food is really annihilated, Arong's career as a chef still has a long way to go. Very long.

Arong lowered his head, and quickly chopped the water chestnuts on the chopping board with both hands. After soaking, the eggs are cracked, and the egg whites are poured into a large bowl. They are quickly stirred by chopsticks to produce fine foam.

Strictly speaking, eggs are also forbidden to be eaten in temples, but there are no strict prohibition requirements for ordinary vegetarians.

Ah Rong took the frying pan and put it on the induction cooker, added a large cup of water, poured half a bowl of sugar into it and stirred gently, waited until the sugar water was boiled, poured it into a large bowl, cleaned the pan, poured peanut oil, and heated it until it was [-]% hot , add a large spoonful of white sugar, half a cup of water until it boils, stir the water chestnut puree with a hand spoon, when it becomes a white paste, add egg white, stir continuously to form a snowflake, immediately scoop it into a soup pot filled with sugar water, sprinkle Serve with goji berries.

"Snowflake water chestnut cake." Arong put the soup bowl in both hands, and explained lightly, "Water chestnut clears away heat and promotes body fluid, and wolfberry nourishes liver and kidney. For patients with fever who have not recovered their body fluid, it is quite appropriate to take this tonic."

The "Snowflake Water Chestnut Cake" in the soup bowl was as white as jade, shaped like snowflakes, dotted with wolfberries, just like red plums blooming in the white snow, the judge's sister picked up a spoon and swallowed it, her face was full of intoxication, "It's so tender and smooth!"

In an instant, a group of girls swarmed up holding spoons, surrounded Li Xiangrong, and the girl who tasted it first shouted, "It's not in vain tonight, I finally have a superb product!"

Although the faces of the other boys were ugly, the collective honor was maintained. The host finally squeezed into the siege, and the soup bowl was almost bottomed out. A Rong asked blankly with the empty bowl, "What's the score?"

The host patted him heavily on the shoulder, then pushed his back to Bu Langni, bowed lightly and said, "Bu Shao, thank you for your foreign aid."

The sister nurses who were still smacking their lips shouted, "Isn't he from your department? Which department is that student?"

Bruni coughed, "He belongs to my family."

Some people look very smart and fashionable, but in fact they are still a natural idiot. Buroni belongs to this category. He doesn't know how rich girls' associations are, and he doesn't know how ambiguous his own words are. These girls turned into a pack of wolves, and their big shining eyes and howling made his hair stand on end.

"As expected," the host said coolly, "We will bless you all."

What does that mean?

For the first time, Buroni felt that this kind of group activity was not boring, but dangerous.

In the end, Bu Lang Ni pulled Li Xiangrong and almost fled in despair, and there were a large group of people behind them shouting "Come on, let's go!"

"It's terrible," Bu Langni, who was still in shock after running out of the campus, shook off Li Xiangrong's hand in frustration, and gasped, "It seems that we have been misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding?" Li Xiangrong supported a tree, also out of breath.

"I, we are treated as a couple!" Buroni gritted his teeth, "You idiot, didn't you react?"

"What couple?" Li Xiangrong parroted, with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's a couple of gays!" Buroni angrily grabbed Li Xiangrong's neckline, "This is a sorority, you suddenly came to me, and suddenly you went up to cook! They all regarded you as my boyfriend! One Yes! Do you understand!"

Ah Rong gasped in pain and struggled to ask, "What sorority?"

Buroni let go of his hand, and pushed his shoulder until it touched the tree trunk, "The sorority is to create opportunities for boys and girls to communicate! What are you doing here?"

"I was called over the phone!" Ah Rong also yelled aggrievedly, "Your phone! That girl said come over, but you didn't say you couldn't! I came and you didn't tell me to go!"

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"You're here, why should I tell you to go?" Buroni only felt a mess in his chest, which made him dizzy, "I usually do everything in a hurry, why are you so happy today? What are you talking about?" If you want to talk, you want to meet immediately? You are so weird!"

"I just wanted to ask you why you sent me so far away suddenly! You didn't tell me about the situation of the Bu family, you didn't regard me as a friend!" Li Xiangrong yelled angrily, spattering the other party's face with spit.

Buroni wiped his cheeks, sighed, and lowered his voice, "Why did you go back again, didn't you just say that, don't worry about it, you're back anyway."

"Don't you want me to stay at Bu's house?" Ah Rong looked at him pitifully. In the quiet alley, there was only an orange street lamp next to a side door, and the dim light was blocked by the leaves of the camphor tree. Most of the time, the two looked at each other in the shade of the tree. Although they were close, they couldn't even see each other's face clearly. There was only the sound of breathing and the temperature of the skin.

"I don't want you to see the collapse of the Bu family," Bu Langni said softly, and stepped back, "The current situation is very bad. I can't help it. I'm useless."

"I always put on a high-spirited posture and shout at you, but now I can't do anything, I can't help my father raise money, I can't make my business flourish, and I can't even get along with my chefs. !” Buroni said bitterly, “It’s the first time in 20 years that I’ve found myself in such a failure, you can laugh at me.”

"Why would I laugh at you?" Ah Rong's voice sounded very gentle. "Some things are always powerless. When my father passed away, I wondered if I was too incompetent? But the master told me, do everything you can." , obey the destiny."

"Destiny?" Buroni snorted disdainfully, "There is no destiny, only incompetence."

It's just my own incompetence to blame for what I can't do well.

Li Xiangrong took a step forward and walked out of the shade of the tree, tentatively put his hand on Buroni's shoulder, "Whatever, but admitting incompetence is courage?"

"What about admitting incompetence and cowardice? If you don't work hard to change, wouldn't you be more disappointed?" Li Xiangrong's face was calm, but it made people feel more reliable and reassuring than ever.

The two walked slowly in silence, and there was a dim yellow street lamp that cast a flickering light after a long distance.On this steep and narrow uphill path, the houses and walls beside the road are quite old, the old gutter cover under the feet makes a dull sound, and the blackened dead leaves are whirling and flying.

Bu Langni almost never walked this road at night, but it was a shortcut to the parking lot. The coldness of the day was especially gloomy at night. Li Xiangrong walked half a step behind him, breathing lightly.

Suddenly, two beams of bright headlights shone from behind, and with the sound of wheels rolling over the road, Buroni took a long breath and leaned against the narrow road.

When the car drove over, it stopped beside him, and someone called his name. Bu Langni took a closer look and found that Le Zhengchun and Chen Zhiqing were sitting in the front row.

Chen Zhiqing stretched out her hand with a smile and shook, "Burney, do you want to give you a ride?"

Bu Langni held Li Xiangrong's arm. He didn't dare to forget the last time Li Xiangrong frightened Chen Zhiqing with a kitchen knife. Chen Zhiqing really changed color when he saw A Rong's face, and bumped Le Zhengchun with his elbow.

Le Zhengchun bit his cigarette and tilted his head, humming in his throat.

Buroni smiled dryly, "Professor, Mr. Chen, you go first, my car is parked in front."

Chen Zhiqing nodded, "Oh, good, see you later."

Le Zhengchun stepped on the gas pedal, and the car slid away. Buroni always felt that Le Zhengchun's unhappiness towards him was sudden and inexplicable, and now he was even more annoyed.He muttered something angrily and quickened his pace.

"Hey, am I so annoying?" Buroni's muttering didn't get a response, so he had to ask the question clearly.

It's a pity that Li Xiangrong didn't answer his question, and said softly after a long time, "There are still two days until the Double Ninth Festival."

"Well, for Old Man's Day, do you want to go home?" Buroni looked up at the night sky, where the crooked moon and thin clouds were scattered.

"No, I think this festival is very good, and many places are doing promotional activities." Li Xiangrong arranged the order of words, trying to express the meaning concisely, "What arrangements do we have?"

"Us? The Bu family?" Bu Langni repeated in doubt, "Events, promotions?"

"The Bu family has never done anything like discounts, but there must be special arrangements for the festive banquet." Bu Langni thought about it seriously, "It's like there will be Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival. There are mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and of course chrysanthemum wine and pastries for the Double Ninth Festival...this is not a special event.”

"We can get one..." Before Li Xiangrong finished speaking, Bu Langni waved his hands and said, "Do you want Bu's to have a signboard with a purchase of one catty and free two taels like the dim sum shops on the street? Or if you spend more than one hundred on the same day Give vouchers? The Bu family can't do this kind of thing."

"It's not like this," Li Xiangrong said seriously. "The market positioning is different, and the marketing methods are of course different. We can always come up with a suitable one..."

"For example?" Buroni asked disapprovingly, "You should know that Bujia is a pyramid route, and our customers are the people who live at the top of this city, so they have to go around the tower and go straight to the top for marketing. % or even less people create more economic benefits than 20%, do you think these customers will care about your discounts?"

"I didn't say there would be a discount," Li Xiangrong interjected helplessly, "but no one would dislike a discount, right?"

"Bujia cuisine emphasizes the supreme sense of territory, privacy from outside intrusion, luxury and noble quality of life, and the superior mentality of being respected and favored. The reason why we can sell radish tofu at the price of delicacies from mountains and seas , because they feel that they are superior and unique, they belong to a class, if we lower the standard of customers now, then they will feel offended and the price will drop, and they will leave Bujia without hesitation!" Bu Lonnie explained ramblingly, "It's not about attracting more customers for a period of time, it's about getting fixed customers to spend as many times as possible, and cultivating a qualified customer is the most important thing. It can be realized with one festival event, Ah Rong, read more books on this subject when you have time."

"Create a sense of scarcity through limited offerings, and provide strong support for the high prices of the dishes. The rare and distinguished seats of only 3 tables per day are only available to the most powerful people in society, making limited edition delicious luxury goods sought after by people. At the same time, it has become an unattainable delicious dream in the hearts of consumers." Bu Langni's eyes were shining in the moonlight, and he said to Li Xiangrong, "Do you really understand? Bu Jia and Man Shu It’s different from your home’s lo mei shop!”

"Of course it's different," Ah Rong smiled calmly. "Whether it's vegetarian or braised, as long as it's delicious, many people will come to patronize it. Bu's food is delicious, but..."

Buroni stared straight at him as if he had been hit with a sap suddenly.

"The Bu family cooks a dish that is several times higher than the average level of the industry, with extremely harsh and perfect production standards, and treats the dish as a noble work of art. Only those high-end people taste it out of the concept of enjoying 'luxury', and what they love is not Bu. Home cooking itself is just a feeling of 'luxury'." Li Xiangrong continued, "I have been learning, I have seen what is called market segmentation and what is called concept marketing, Lonnie, I just care about now... It is very difficult to fall from a high place. Easy, but climbing up from the bottom is too hard, I get it."

"Lonnie!" Li Xiangrong raised his voice, "I just got inspiration from the competition just now, we can also organize a competition named after the Bu family! A large and influential cooking competition! Even if the Double Ninth Festival is too late, New Year's Day and Chinese New Year It’s ok! The prizes can also be learned from ‘Gourmet World’, the winner works at Bu’s house…”

Buroni shook his shoulders and smiled, "Arong, do you know how much it will cost?"

"Naive, too naive!" He came to the conclusion weakly.

"Aren't you naive, are you very old? You are always so pessimistic and think badly about everything! You don't trust anyone, and you don't trust yourself either!" Li Xiangrong shouted, his round eyes sparkling He opened his mouth wide, panting, "Always act like you know everything smart! Doubt everyone and everything! No matter how hard others try, you can't see it! What did you do in the face of difficulties? Are you coaxing me away so that I won’t see you? Are you afraid of losing face? Afraid that others will laugh at you! Because you’ve always been in contact with arrogant people? That’s why you’ve always been so arrogant! Buroni! Has anyone ever told you that you’re annoying? "

"You hate it too!" Buroni countered without showing any weakness, "You still have the face to criticize me, what about yourself? What would you do? You have your master, you only cook vegetarian dishes, and you stay at Bu's house and have What's the use! If I didn't want to tell you to go, do you think you can stay until today?"

Crystal clear tears continued to overflow from the emerald green lake, and his fair face glowed with a silvery white light. His long-term anxiety and depression finally had an outlet, which made him feel free to say, "Go! Let's go! Anyway, you have passed the test, and you can be a chef anywhere... I took you out of the monastery, and you said you have to work hard, so you left me just to work hard?"

"When am I going to leave?" Li Xiangrong was so angry that he was incoherent, "I am anxious to come back, to find you, and to tell you my thoughts. How can you get me to leave? Do you really want to ask me to leave? "

The screaming stopped abruptly, Buroni wiped his face with the back of his hand, covered his eyes, squatted down and buried his head between his knees, even Li Xiangrong, who was the most cowardly, honest and least aggressive, spoke to him in such a stern tone, How could he bear being called a pampered young master.

"I won't go, Bulangni," Li Xiangrong squatted down slowly, and put his palm lightly on the top of his head, "Maybe no one has ever told you that you are stupid, you are not good, you really think you are omnipotent... ...I have nothing to comfort you. If you want to protect the Bu family, you have to be stronger. Don't make me feel sorry for you...Mr. Xu has contacted me. There is no one who has not been wooed by him."

"The important thing is to do something," Buroni murmured, "Do your best, Arong, help me, and join me."

"Okay," Ah Rong suddenly hugged him, very stiff and stiff.

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On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, there was a strong wind and heavy rain from the morning, and it was even more windy and rainy at noon. The branches in the courtyard were broken, and there were almost no people on the street.The whole city held its breath in the rainstorm, and only the water was tilted between the sky and the earth.

The rain washed over the entire glass curtain wall of Qifengju like a waterfall, blurring the scenery outside the window, crackling sounds came from the pond, and the last few dried lotus leaves were knocked into the water.

He Zhishan pushed open the door of Xifengju with heavy thoughts, and said to Bu Wei who was standing by the window, "Tonight's reservation has been cancelled."

"Because it's raining?" Bu Wei stared into the distance, "Will the rain not stop at night?"

"Yesterday the forecast said there will be rain, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy," He Zhishan said dryly, "It stands to reason that the Double Ninth Festival is a sunny day..."

"If you cancel, just cancel, the deposit will not be refunded," Bu Wei ordered wearily.It is customary for the Bu family to pay half of the food price in advance when booking banquets. Regular customers know the rules, and there are almost never any temporary cancellations.

He Zhishan faltered for a while, and barely raised his voice, "No deposit..." He lowered his head and explained quickly and vaguely, "It's Mr. Bu, you want to treat guests. They said it's raining, so you can't come."

"Me?" Bu Wei was taken aback, and took a few deep breaths, "Ah, then let's eat by ourselves, for the holidays."

At six o'clock in the evening, the rain gradually weakened, and a thin red sunset appeared in the sky. People who got off work flocked to the subway and buses. The vehicles on the streets that were washed by the rain were like long queues. In the stagnant water, the flowing brilliance blooms.

Buroni rushed into the kitchen in a hurry, ran up to He Zhishan who was slowly sharpening the kitchen knife, and asked pantingly, "Will the guests come when the rain stops?"

He Zhishan replied calmly, "I didn't receive an incoming call."

Bu Langni yelled angrily, "I'll call them! I used to hold the Bu family, but now I can't even invite them?"

"Since you know you can't invite me, why bother to humiliate yourself?" Feng Yifan said slowly, "Lonnie, calm down, you can't order others to join you!"

"It's not that serious." Tao Xingming looked around to smooth things over, "The boss will always find a way..."

The large kitchen, which was always full of heat and fragrance, has never been so cold and indifferent as it is now. It seems that it has lost part of its soul. Buroni stomped his feet anxiously until his calf was held down by a hand.

He lowered his head, Li Xiangrong squatted on the floor, holding a large sponge in his right hand, "Lonnie, go change your shoes first."

The wet watermark was not obvious on the dark gray terrazzo floor, but Li Xiangrong pushed his calf towards the door, and wiped it all the way around him, without lifting his body.

"Where's Master Lu?" Buroni asked as if suddenly remembering.

"He went out with the boss," Anton Yang, who had been tidying up the cabinets silently, replied, "He just drove away."

"They must have invited someone in person!" Buroni's eyes lit up, and he brought shoe covers for himself at the entrance, walked back to the middle of the kitchen, and announced loudly, "Everyone, hurry up and get busy, the dishes ordered tonight It will definitely be on the table!"

Feng Yifan smiled lazily, "Lonnie, why don't you call first and ask about the situation?"

He Zhishan turned his head to look at him, Feng Yifan looked back without showing any weakness, and said in his usual cynical tone, "Everything is quite expensive now, don't cook it and waste it."

Bruni stared at him, slowly took out the phone from his pocket, and pressed the shortcut key.

All eyes gathered for a moment, and Brony counted the bells ringing once, twice, and three times.

In just a few seconds, Bu Lonnie felt trapped. Everyone here may have their own thoughts, and every look contains temptation and provocation. They have all been tempted and bribed. The crisis of the Bu family is obvious. pour.

This is not because the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, but because a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Buroni closed his eyes halfway, the phone was connected, and his father's voice was on the other side of the radio wave, "Hello."

"Father, what time is the banquet?" He asked calmly.

"After an hour, let's start preparing now." The father hung up after explaining briefly.

Buroni pursed his lips and smiled, spread his palms and said, "It's all right now, we have guests, let's get started."

"If there are not enough customers, there is no need to cook too many dishes." He Zhishan flipped through the printed menu in the diary, "You can delete a few dishes."

Buroni took the menu and looked at it, picked up the pencil and scratched a few times, and put the menu back into He Zhishan's hand, "Just do it."

He Zhishan took a closer look, smiled wryly and began to order everyone to act.

The rain had completely stopped, and the humid air made people's noses itchy. Mr. Xu followed Buwei and walked slowly into the courtyard on the left side. The night was hazy and the grass and trees were fragrant.

"Mr. Bu, this place is really beautiful. Every time I see it, I am amazed. You are teasing my coveted heart," Mr. Xu said leisurely.

"Yes," Bu Wei stopped, looking at his home full of emotion, "every plant and tree contains my hard work, how can you take it as you please?"

"Anyway, I'm very happy that you are willing to invite me. There is no one else, just let's have a good chat. It's great, and it's a holiday." Mr. Xu smiled peacefully and kindly. On the other side of the ocean, I envy you."

"Who told you not to go home, always thinking about other people's homes?" Bu Wei pushed open the door, the Qifeng Residence was brightly lit, and the tableware was complete, Bronnie came up quickly and saluted politely.

Mr. Xu couldn't figure out the meaning of this banquet. He half-disclosed and contacted every employee of the Bu family, so he should not have received such courtesy.

Bu Wei pressed his shoulders and sat down, "It's just rough tea and light food, just use it." Turning to Bu Lang Ni, he said, "Master Lu is back, please go and invite him, and He Zhishan and the others are also called Come, let's eat together."

Mr. Xu said in surprise, "Your chef is here, who is cooking in the kitchen?"

Bruni replied coldly, "Our little cook is also very skilled."

After a while, everyone sat down, the chefs of the Bu family all sat down together except for Li Xiangrong, only Li Xiangrong and Feng Yifan were left busy in the kitchen.

The cold dishes include cold day lily, Tai Chi double ears, eight-treasure lotus root, ginger wild ginseng, sweet purple taro, marinated vegetarian chicken, hot dishes are pine nut tofu stew, mushroom stewed peas, seaweed and winter melon rolls, green pepper konjac shreds, crispy skin Eggplant, sizzling beancurd sticks, chrysanthemum bean curd, daylilies and bamboo fungus soup are all vegetarian dishes without any meaty taste.

Mr. Xu tasted a few mouthfuls of the dish and praised, "People in the world only know the beauty of Bu's shark's fin and bird's nest, but they didn't expect this vegetarian banquet to be even more unique, with unusual ingredients and extraordinary taste, it really is hidden."

Bu Wei leisurely bites a piece of fungus, "People in the world only want the more expensive and rare ingredients, but they don't know whether the real taste is bland, and the ordinary dishes won't catch their eyes."

"The more than 300 kinds of delicacies that the Bu family is famous for are not as good as today's." Mr. Xu chuckled, "I'm afraid that what I eat is not the real Bu family food, at least not the official Bu family food that is recognized by everyone."

"As long as it's my Bu family's chef, why isn't it Bu's food?" Bu Wei countered easily, looking around at the family members present lovingly.

"He Zhishan is in charge of red cases, Tao Xingming is in charge of cold meat, Anton is still an apprentice, and he is learning in all aspects. My wife is in charge of pastry. She didn't show up when she went out today. I think Mr. Xu already knows my family very well, and he also knows about them. They are no strangers," Bu Wei said with a calm smile, "Do you think I'm the only old guy who is not as good as oil and salt?"

"Where is it?" Mr. Xu hurriedly waved his hands, "I definitely don't mean to disrespect you..."

Anton stood up suddenly, raised his head and drank a glass of white wine, and then slightly showed the bottom of the glass, his eyes were red and he choked up, "Boss,