Cooking

Sleeping in late enough, the sun was high when I woke up.

On the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, it is customary for the Bu family to rest for a day. Li Xiangrong remembered that this is also the time when Manshuyuan saves the souls of the dead, and his mother will definitely go to the temple to worship again. How many hours, or wait for the next break before going back.

After returning to the city for more than a month, it seemed that he hadn't even left the door of Bu's house when he was so busy. After packing up the two noodle bowls he ate the night before, Li Xiangrong decided to go out for a stroll.

Standing in front of the bus stop without thinking about where to go, seeing the number plate of the approaching bus, I walked up spontaneously, and the familiar scenery receded from the window like water, and I didn’t know where it was today.

Get out of the car, walk across the zebra crossing, turn a corner, and pass through an alley with faded signs on both sides of the shops. Children running around will call him "Brother Arong!" The old man would smile and nod to him, and walk a short 100 meters. The two-story building with the outer wall blackened by oily smoke was originally his home.

Inside the glass door should be a counter full of delicious food. Dad should stand inside and cut the meat boldly with a kitchen knife. The thin and tender meat slices are put into a large basin, poured with a unique sauce, mixed well, put in a plastic bag and handed over Customers, my mother will help in a place further inside. Carrying schoolbags, I and my sister should run into the store hand in hand, walk through the small courtyard and climb directly to the second floor...

Li Xiangrong stood downstairs and shook his head. The first floor turned into a fried goods shop. The door was filled with pockets of melon seeds and peanuts of various flavors, and there was a burnt-sweet aroma in the air.

"It's Ah Rong, come and sit down," the aunt selling melon seeds enthusiastically handed over the plastic chair, "Your sister also came here a few days ago, how is your mother?"

"Well, thank you." As soon as he sat down, he stuffed a handful of sunflower seeds in his hand, and Ah Rong had to accept them with a smile, "My sister must have sneaked out of school to play again. My mother and the others are very good, how is your business doing?" ?”

"Your sister is much prettier now. It's different when she went to college. Thanks to your mother who let me take it down with such a low price. This old street is about to be demolished, and the business is barely there, but it will be fine if you get the compensation , "The aunt poured tea and greeted for food, and said with a little regret, "I want to eat your lo-mei, and there are still customers coming here. Ah Rong, what are you doing now, why don't you open the shop? Your mother..."

"Mom has worked hard for many years, and besides, I don't know how to make lo mei," Ah Rong explained. "I'm currently working as an apprentice in a good restaurant. I want to learn the craft and open a small restaurant."

"That's right, you are still too young now, and the lo-mei shop is very tiring, study hard, and open a good shop in the future!" Auntie didn't ask further, "Your mother has worked hard all her life, fortunately you and your sister are both sensible and capable, You have to be filial."

"Well! Of course," Ah Rong nodded emphatically.

The old street where I have lived for nearly 20 years is full of familiar neighbors. They walked slowly and greeted them all the way. There were a few more walnuts and a bag of dried apricots in their pockets, and a burrito in their hands. A paper bag filled with warm baked sweet potatoes.

Familiar smells, familiar people, familiar scenery, surrounded by these familiarities, Li Xiangrong sat on the side of the road and ate a large lunch. After he was full, he drank a cup of fragrant milk tea.

Just like his father used to give chicken wings and duck feet to the children in the neighborhood, Ah Rong was also a child who grew up in the old street and was spoiled by everyone.

It's only been a few months since I left this street. Why does my heart hurt when I see these smiles and eat these foods again?

Didn't you take it for granted when you were young?

Because these are all because of Dad's shop...

The spring sun was not warm enough, and it was still cold to sit on the steps, but Li Xiangrong didn't want to leave at all.

Ring Ring Ring!

The phone rang suddenly, and Bronney's voice was heard.

"where?"

"Old Street"

"Oh, I went to you yesterday and didn't discuss anything serious. Can I come back now if I'm free?"

"Okay, I'll go back now."

"You don't need to go back directly. Go to the right at the door of Bu's house and walk to the street corner. There is a bakery. I'll wait for you here."

"Well, it will take me a long time to go there, and it's a bit far away." There was a noisy voice on the other side of the phone, and the sentence was hung up before the sentence was finished. Ah Rong had to stand up and hold the two unfinished sweet potatoes Walk towards the nearest bus stop.

Of course, the speed of the bus can't be counted on, and besides, this place and Bu's house are almost at the two ends of the city. When Li Xiangrong found the door of the bakery, he found that there were already several calls from Bu Langni on his mobile phone.

It took more than an hour, it is a bit too much to make others wait.

Hesitating to push open the translucent door, the sweet milk scent and melodious light music immediately entangled, Arong glanced around, the space of about 30 square meters was rendered in elegant tones of coffee and beige, and there was a section of imitation wood on the left wall There is a cash register and an espresso machine on the bar counter, and there are two refrigerated counters displaying exquisite cakes next to it. There are some freshly baked bread on the double shelf in the room. Comfortable seats, a young service lady is clearing the table for the guests who are enjoying the afternoon tea leisurely, he did not find the shadow of Buroni.

"Welcome!" A slimmer woman in a pink uniform greeted him standing at the bar, wearing a cute red hat and a pink uniform.

"Uh," he searched left and right again, but still couldn't find anyone. He wondered if he had gotten impatient and walked away. When he was about to call to confirm, the woman suddenly called out, "Are you Li Xiangrong? Sit down, I'll call Brony."

Eh?

Li Xiangrong was surprised to see her slender figure turn to the direction of the kitchen at the back, and after a while Buroni, who was wearing a snow-white chef's robe, strode out.

Arong hurriedly said, "I'm sorry I came here so late." Buroni just pointed to the quiet seat by the window and motioned him to sit down first, and walked over with two cups of coffee after waiting for a few minutes.

"I still call you on the rest day, I wasted your time," Buroni put the creamer and sugar packets in front of him, and said jokingly, "I will treat you to the best coffee and the best cake to make up for it." you."

"You are too polite. I have nothing to do. What did you mean by the serious matter you were talking about yesterday?" Seeing that the young master of the host family was not angry because of his lateness, Li Xiangrong felt relieved and imitated Buroni. He looks like he's stirring the coffee with a spoon.

"Well, let me ask you about your work ideas." Buroni took a sip from the cup and narrowed his eyes intoxicated. "This is my favorite Mandheling. Would you like to try it?"

After adding creamer, the dark brown liquid turned light brown. After tasting it carefully, Li Xiangrong said after careful consideration, "It's quite fragrant, but I haven't had much coffee, so I can't say whether I like it or not."

"Well, I'll treat you to other flavors next time," Buroni rested his chin on his hands, the afternoon sun shone through the glass on his deep, sculpted face, his complexion was so fair that it was almost transparent, only his green eyes An Ran's eyes fixed on him, "Arong, are you happy to come to Bu's house?"

"What I mean is, do you think Bu's house is a place worthy of your stay?" Without waiting for the other party's answer, Bu Langni further explained, "Last night I just asked if you wanted to stay, I hope you Stay here and get the affirmation of Master Lu and everyone else, but I forgot to ask you what you think."

"I, I don't have any ideas, I don't know anything at first." Li Xiangrong drank several sips of coffee, feeling a little flustered, "I am very happy to be a dishwasher in the Bu family. If I can stay and be a chef, of course It couldn't be better, why are you worried that I have other ideas?"

"I'm so afraid that I won't pass that exam, and I won't even be a dishwasher."

"A Rong," said the name in a low voice, and Bu Langni pursed the corners of his lips with a sharp expression, "If the fried wonton you made for the second time is your real level, the Bu family must definitely keep it. down you."

"what?"

"So don't say that you can't make hot dishes, don't just show off your knife skills, the Bu family is not out of the woods yet, if it wasn't for my father who happened to take me to Manshuyuan, I wouldn't find that you are the person we need right now , so Ah Rong, if I am a friend, show all your strength, okay?"

When speaking, the green eyes flickered as if condensed particle rays directly pierced Li Xiangrong's heart, causing him to be hit before he could panic, leaving his heart beating with ecstasy, but there was no room to distinguish the sigh deep in his mind.

"I, can I stay? Does the Bu family want me?" Li Xiangrong's eyes were full of disbelief, "Do you want to take the exam? Can I really stay in the Bu family as a chef?"

Trembling fingers, open mouth, rapid breathing, undisguised excitement, completely the face of a bumpkin who received the pie from the sky——

Buroni was suddenly a little disappointed.

If you have the confidence to make that level of food, how can you be so happy because of this affirmation?Originally, I tried every means to find out who he learned from and how long he had been studying. I wanted to know his thoughts and how he made different foods that day. I wanted to get closer to this friend who said that the most delicious noodles were Yangchun noodles. Even thinking about what he did today...

Li Xiangrong, what kind of person is he?

Buroni drank his coffee in a dispirited manner, looked at his watch and said, "That's it, I have to leave beforehand, you sit down slowly." Then he stood up.

"Oh, baby, I haven't eaten the cake yet~" came the obvious foreign accent mixed with the rich taste of chocolate, and a tender white arm held the tray on the coffee table between the two of them.

The glamorous foreign lady then pressed a kiss on Buroni's cheek.

Li Xiangrong's eyes widened in an instant, and Buroni sighed and kissed back, calling out in a low voice, "Mom."

Mother?

15

15,

Golden-brown curly hair, snow-white face, big and deep emerald green eyes, although there are obvious wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, slightly black and puffy bags under the eyes, and the bright red lips are a little loose, she is still a beauty that makes people shine .

The hand that put down the tray gracefully stretched out a posture waiting for a kiss, slightly bent her knees and straightened her tight skirt, the lady showed a beautiful smile, and first introduced herself, "I am Fanny, the mother of this handsome little guy, I will be happier if you call me sister~"

Bruni pulled back her hand in embarrassment. It was obvious that Li Xiangrong didn't have the intention to kiss her hand. He coughed dryly and said, "Mom, please help my friend. Dad called me." After that, he nodded to Li Xiangrong, turned around and left.

The lady shrugged and sat down, and pushed the black cake on the light gold plate closer to Li Xiangrong, "Sit down and eat, it's very impolite for a lady to look up at you~"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Li Xiangrong sat down cautiously. He had never been so close to a European beauty, which made him very nervous.

Mrs. Fanny thrust a shiny stainless steel fork into his hand, pointed to the cake and said, "Try it quickly, this is a brownie made by Burney himself."

"Huh?" Li Xiangrong was very confused by the tongue twister, whether it was difficult to understand because of his strong foreign accent or something else, he carefully looked at the dark brown cake that was almost black, and the inside of the cake seemed to be mixed with light white Nuts, the surface is covered with a few thin patterns of syrup.

Probably aware of the incomprehensible part of her words, the lady raised her red lips and explained, "This is called a brownie cake, and it was made by my son Bruni just now."

There was still a question mark in Ah Rong's pupils, and while thinking hard, he stabbed the fork into the cake.

Even with a metal fork as a tool, the cake's unbelievably dense touch can still be felt on the fingers, and the soft texture is cut open, exuding a richer chocolate aroma.

Wow……

Bitterness is instantly replaced by sweetness, and the softness is immediately transformed into mellowness. The cold and smooth cake almost melts on the tip of the tongue, and the compressed and tightened aroma bursts with a "bang", like a small firework blooming in the mouth.

Mrs. Fanny, who carefully observed Li Xiangrong's expression, showed a satisfied smile, and suggested at the right time, "Try another sip of coffee."

After the surprise attack of chocolate, the teeth are breaking down the toughness of walnut kernels. The unique fruity aroma is not covered by the strong chocolate bittersweet, but remains in the taste buds more vividly. The slightly bitter and slightly sour taste is completely dissolved, neutralizing the long and smooth taste that has never been seen before, as if I have transformed into a roll of gorgeous silk and is flying freely in the air.

"It's pretty good, our shop's signature dim sum~"

"...It's delicious," Li Xiangrong said in a dreamlike tone while still in a state of dizziness, "It's so delicious that I want to cry..."

"Haha, it's a good thing the kid is gone, I'm sure I'd be so proud to hear you say that." But the mother, who also showed a smug smile on her face, said, "Apart from some home-cooked dishes, Lonnie is also good at this cake .”

"This...is a brownie?"

"Well, brownies actually first appeared in the United States. Legend has it that a black grandmother forgot to send butter when making a chocolate cake. The batter that was thought to be a failure turned out to be a very delicious product after baking, so it has been passed down to this day, and there are even more. many recipes,"

"Brownie is also called brownie?" Li Xiangrong asked a tongue-twisting question after taking a mouthful of rich and delicious food.

But the enthusiastic and happy mother immediately answered, "I like brownies very much. It would be great if my lovely son is a man who has the bitterness and sweetness of chocolate. It just so happens that his father's surname is Bu, what a coincidence~"

Bitter and sweet as chocolate - what does that mean?Sure enough, it's still a bit difficult to understand, but it's interesting to have the same name as such a delicious dessert.

"Sufficient amount of dark chocolate, butter, mixed eggs and a small amount of flour, brownie cake with simple ingredients, it is quite a test of craftsmanship. Someone said that if you want to know the standard of a bakery, you only need to try three kinds of cakes. : Puffs, Fernandes, and Strawberry Cake, although our shop is also very good at these types, but brownie is definitely the signature of the signature~”

"It's amazing, this cake tastes cold, but it feels like it's burning," swallowed the last bite, and drank the coffee in the cup.

"The inner structure of the freshly baked brownie is very moist and sticky. If you want to cut it into pieces, you must put it in the refrigerator for four hours. Next time, I will give you a warm brownie that is almost liquid. It has a special flavor."

"Thank you——Auntie, uh, Mrs. Bu?" It seemed that it was inappropriate to call the beauty opposite, and the nerves that had been relaxed because of the delicious food just now tightened again, and the nervous look appeared on Li Xiangrong's brows again.

"Oh, you are such a disgusting child. You have eaten up my Bu Langni. What are you calling Mrs. Bu? It's a stranger." The beautiful mother covered her lips with her hands and laughed, "You can just call me Mrs. Fanny, Everyone calls it that, right, Yuanyuan?"

The female clerk who greeted Li Xiangrong just came over slowly, and Fanny introduced, "Yuanyuan, this is Li Xiangrong who just came to Bu's house. How do you evaluate your family's mountain?"

Ah Rong hurriedly got up to give up his seat, and the pretty woman smiled and said, "Zhi Shan mentioned that Lonnie's friend is very good at knife skills, and he is also very honest and hardworking. He and Master Lu both like you very much."

"How about it, don't worry now," Fanny took her arm and sat down, turned her head and smiled at Arong, "Your brother He looks very strict, but he is actually very kind, don't be intimidated by the cold face , why don't you call your sister quickly?"

"Uh, hello, Sister Bai," Arong asked quickly, remembering that Bu Langni had called her before, "Ah, I heard that you were in the hospital a few days ago, are you feeling better?"

"It's nothing, it's just a pregnancy reaction." Bai Yuanyuan blushed a little, "I'm sorry to make everyone worry, and it also delayed Zhishan's work."

"This child," Mrs. Fanny patted her shoulder disapprovingly, "what kind of polite is there with us? We are all family."

"Besides, if it wasn't for the unexpected situation that night, Ah Rong wouldn't have had the chance to cook good food." Fanny wrinkled her nose in exactly the same way as Buroni, "Ah Rong should thank you, Sister Bai. , eat more snacks in the future~"

"Well, okay," Ah Rong said with a smile, "It's a fairy day to be able to eat dim sum here every day."

"You've only eaten brownies before," Bai Yuanyuan also smiled, "The pastry shop near Mrs. Fanny and I is open every day, but the pastries made for the Bu family banquet are never taken away. To make bacon crisps is a Chinese hot spot that borrows from Cantonese-style char siu crisps, and I heard that your fried wontons are very good, can I trouble you to make it again so that I can try it too?"

"As a chef, the happiest thing is to taste excellent food," Fanny continued, "Lonnie, his father, Master Lu, and the guests that night all ate it, but the two of us didn't. , so Arong, do it for us now?"

He was pulled by the arm and walked to the kitchen. The space completely decorated in bright white was very clean. Li Xiangrong stood in front of the cooking counter with a wry smile, and the two ladies stared at him brightly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have all the ingredients for the stuffing, you can use what you have here to make it, or you can make whatever you want, it doesn't matter if it's not fried wontons, anything a skilled chef can do is delicious~" Fanny smiled He blocked the refusal that Arong was about to say, pointed to the huge refrigerator and said, "The materials here are also high-end products~ You can use it as you like."

"Mrs. Fanny, are you giving me Master Lu's exam ahead of time?" Li Xiangrong asked depressedly, "What if I fail the exam?"

"Cough, don't be nervous, we have nothing to do with Master Lu," Bai Yuanyuan showed an innocent look, "We just want to eat something new, so you can satisfy us."

"I'm not a white case master, nor have I ever learned pastry..." Ah Rong was still struggling.

"Haha, I know you also said that you don't know how to cook hot dishes, don't play tricks," Madam Fanny said relentlessly, "I don't care how many days you have learned cooking, it's a red case and a white case, Chinese food and Western food, what I ask you to do now is to use the existing materials to make delicious food. A chef should master a lot of cooking knowledge, understand the characteristics of various ingredients, and memorize as many recipes as possible, but the most important The most important thing is to have an infinite love for food and inexhaustible innovation and imagination.”

"Tell me, Ah Rong, do you like cooking?" Mrs. Fanny stared into his eyes, the green water surged like ocean waves, "A person who doesn't love cooking can't be a good cook, and it's impossible for him to cook. Serving amazing food, Ah Wing, are you?"

Under such deep gaze, Li Xiangrong had no way to escape, and he couldn't say anything. It seems that becoming a chef has nothing to do with his love, but when he thinks about it carefully, he has never fantasized about anything other than "chef" since he was a child. any other occupation.

So, I actually like being a chef.

So, seeing the happy faces of others eating the food I made is the happiest time for me.

Just like my father smilingly handing the lo mei to the waiting guests, like the brothers of Manshuyuan devoutly preparing vegetarian dishes, as long as the diners feel happy and satisfied...

— Master, what should I do?The thinking in my mind is gradually expanding. Although I don't have enough ability now, my love of becoming a chef will not change.

--do it yourself.The casual response makes me a little worried...

--ah?How to do it?I can't make dim sum!

——What they want to taste is not the exquisite work, but your serious heart.

——But what should I do if I can’t make things of that day’s level?

The incompetent master simply refused to respond, causing cold sweat to drip from Li Xiangrong's forehead.

Open the refrigerator, if it is a heart, what material can be used to convey it?I want to stay in Bujia, I want to be a good cook, a cook with creativity and imagination...

Confidence is not just to confirm what you can do, but to try with courage in the face of the unknown without fear of failure.

Even though he tried his best to encourage himself, he still couldn't stop his fingers from trembling. Strength is not something that can be produced through self-expansion.

16

16,

A boiled egg yolk was cut in half and placed flat on the bottom of the plate, the oval top was slightly trimmed, the bulging part in the middle was flattened and pushed open, and the tip of the knife was deftly scratched two or three times, and the egg yolk was placed in the middle. A piece of onion tail, light yellow and green leaves on a white background, simple but not blind.

"Two orioles singing green willows", Buroni held back his smile and put down the plate. His father and master are sitting in the courtyard enjoying the spring scenery. The current test question is how to use the simplest ingredients to make the most suitable and interesting dishes , but also cultural and connotative.

Papa Bu almost spit out a mouthful of tea, but Master Lu just nodded noncommittally.

"A line of egrets go up to the blue sky", this time what was put down was only a line of scallions cut into small pieces, which were probably marinated with sugar and white vinegar, and had a slightly sweet and sour aroma.

"The window contains Xiling Qianqiu snow", this time it is finally a hot dish, the protein is fried into a hibiscus shape, and the ingredients are just milk.

"Menbo Soochow Wanli Ship", a basin of clear water, floating two or three pieces of snow-white eggshells.

After clapping his hands, Buroni also sat down unceremoniously, poured himself a small cup of hot tea, buried his nose and took a deep breath.

"You can be a little more lazy," Step's father said angrily, "You don't need to fry the hibiscus egg whites, just chop the boiled egg whites, which saves more effort."

"That's right," Buroni clapped his hands lightly, "but that's nothing creative. Anyway, it's said that Du Fu used an egg and a green onion to make this dish to entertain distinguished guests. It's cultural and connotative enough."

Master Lu picked up a piece of scallion and put it into his mouth to sip it, then scooped up a spoonful of clear soup and drank it without saying a word.

"The soup is good," the old man squinted his eyes half-closed, showing an inscrutable smile, "Jinhua ham simmered in chicken broth, put yellow sprouts, added honey and fermented rice, simmered for half a day, then filtered out the meat and vegetables, leaving only The clear soup looks light and thin, but it is actually rich and mellow.”

Hearing that the owner also took a sip from the spoon, swallowed it slowly and said, "Well, it's really fresh and thick. It has the thickness of winter collection and the vitality of early spring, but the essence of this soup is actually in the meat and vegetables. Here, the ham soaked with soup should melt in your mouth at this time, while the soaked yellow sprouts are flexible and elastic, and the unfiltered original juice is light yellow and shiny.

Buroni sipped his tea and shrugged helplessly, pointing to the other plates.

"No matter how delicious the egg yolk is, it still tastes like egg yolk no matter how you cut it," Bu's father was about to pick up a piece of egg yolk, but the chopsticks broke immediately when he touched it, revealing a bright color.

"Well, this is a 'mixed set'," Master Lu smiled knowingly, "Pnock a small hole in the shell of the egg, pour out the clear yellow, use the clear to remove the yellow, add thick chicken marinade and simmer it, mix it in, and put it in In the eggshell, seal it with paper, steam it in a rice cooker, and peel off the shell, but this is actually a pigeon egg, and it is made into the shape of an egg yolk, which is a bit interesting.”

"What's the taste of the scallion just now?" Buroni asked with interest.

"Hehe, young people, don't be too complacent," Step's father shook his head and smiled, "This is obviously a sun-dried yellow croaker marinated in rice wine, then peeled and steamed thoroughly, then topped with wine vinegar, it's sweet and slightly sour, very appetizing. "

"The hibiscus egg whites are nothing interesting," Buroni shook his head regretfully, "The dish that seems to be the most troublesome is actually the simplest, right?"

"'Two Orioles' is He Zhishan, 'A Line of Egrets' is Tao Xingming, 'Wanli Boat' is Feng Yifan, and 'Qianqiu Xue' is An Dong?" The master laughed, "A Dong has been an apprentice for three years. , this hot dish is a clever trick.”

"Don't you want to try it?" Buroni asked softly, "I haven't even touched my chopsticks for this dish."

Bu's father looked at him, stretched out his hand to pick up a piece, ate it, and fed some to his son's mouth, and said with a smile, "Evaluate yourself."

"Uh," Buroni swallowed the dishes, and said in a smug way, "This tofu curd is rolled in chicken soup, with some shrimp meat added, it's a little simpler than those dishes..."

"If Anton made it, at least it would be made into hibiscus meat," the father saw through his son's little trick, "he would marinate the lean meat with clear sauce and dry it, then add shrimp and lard to flatten it, boil it in boiling water and lift it up." Boil half a catty of vegetable oil, put the sliced ​​meat in a copper spoon, and pour the boiling oil until cooked. Then use half a glass of autumn oil, a glass of wine, and a teacup of chicken broth, boil it, pour the sliced ​​meat, add steamed powder, green onion, and pepper, Put the grits on the pot."

Papapapa, the son applauded with dignity, "Dad, I know you have read "Suiyuan Food List" for a long time, and you really know it well."

"Ahem," Dad quickly changed the subject, "What about Anton's food? He won't take part in today's random exam?"

"According to the proposition, he did make hibiscus meat, but unfortunately he failed," Buroni spread his hands, "he threw it all into the trash can after taking a bite, and his face looked very bad, so I made it under another name Well."

"That's abstaining." The master also took a bite of Furong tofu, "Lonnie's dish is actually not bad."

"But I can't get on the table," Buroni sighed. "I know I'm not a cook."

"You don't need to be a chef," Dad patted him on the shoulder. "You just need to know about food. Of course, it is necessary to cook home-cooked food. Tonight, I want to eat steamed mandarin fish and stir-fried vegetables! What does your mother want to eat?" ?”

There was no desire for a few seconds of silence, and Buroni said helplessly, "Mom said she wants to eat roasted grouse and Caesar salad."

The master chef couldn't help laughing out loud, he was very disdainful of the boss's child abuse, "Wei Shao, you and Mrs. Fanny have tortured the young master too much. He has to go to school and worry about the store all day long. I feel sorry for him." gone."

"The things I neglected when I was young, I must train him to do well." The boss defended himself boldly, "The Bu family will make great strides in his hands in the future."

"Come on, Dad, the Department of Health's text is coming again soon. You'd better think about how to get out of the bottom. Last time, did the overseas Chinese want to invest in us and open a store in the United States?"

"I don't think it's a good idea to expand blindly," the chef expressed his opinion in time. "Without sufficient manpower and determination, nothing can be accomplished with only money."

"That's also Lao Zhong's kindness. I don't have any ideas abroad for the time being, but the Lezheng family and the Zheng family are quite capable. Recently, they have entertained customers two or three times in a row," Bu's father said after thinking, "The Bu family The guests have always regarded themselves as celebrities from aristocratic families, calligraphers, painters, writers, doctors, antique dealers, scholars... These people eat at Bu’s house not only for delicious food, but also to enjoy the atmosphere similar to a cultural salon and their social status. Humans are the most awkward and can't rub the sand in their eyes. When they hear that the quality of Bu's dishes has problems, they simply alienate them. The most important thing in their life is taste, style, connotation, and depth, so it is difficult to accept a thing. , it’s easy to give up.”

"If our Bu family takes this as a turning point to develop business hospitality and conference banquets, although it can increase profits in a short period of time, it will be downgraded and become vulgar in the eyes of old customers..." Bu Lonnie went on to say, "So the most important thing for us now is to ensure the image of Bujia, not to increase the business volume."

"The faults of a gentleman are like the eclipse of the sun and the moon; the faults are seen by everyone; what's more, everyone admires them." Master Lu came to the conclusion lightly, "Bujiacai regards itself as a gentleman, and it is good to work hard to correct the faults. .”

"Yeah!" The head of the family looked at his loyal arm and intelligent son with relief, "people from the business world come to Bujia not because Bujia worships money and kitsch, but to give them a chance to enjoy the top food culture, which is very important .Changing recipes according to seasons and introducing new ones are the measures that need to be emphasized most at present. First, there should be no more quality problems with ingredients, and second, we should not deviate from the purpose of Bujia Cuisine because of panic!"

"Today's dishes! Look at them. My title is full of connotations and culture, so just get me some 'fake dishes'! The skin of dry-roasted carp is made of eggplant, but the meat is made of chicken, and the sliced ​​eel is made of Made with shiitake mushrooms and ham slices, fried fish maw with pork skin... I know these methods! It is also very famous in history, I have no intention of criticizing these ideas, in fact I also appreciate them, but!" The owner of the Bu family emphasized his tone, Looking at his chef and his son, "That's not the Bu family dish I want! Fake dishes have their origins, but they are not the Bu family's tradition. Today's dishes can be described as luxurious in materials and complicated in craftsmanship, but this Creativity is not rooted in this, the history of the Bu family is not too long for a hundred years, what is passed on is to absorb and absorb the strengths of a hundred schools, not to change the appearance to make a mystery!"

"Yes, I remember," the heir lowered his head, paused for a while and suddenly asked, "Although it is not advisable to confuse the real with the fake, but Su Zhai, Dad!"

"Su Zhai?"

"Potatoes are used to make fake buckwheat, vermicelli is used to make fake shark's fin, and soy products are used to make fake chicken, duck, fish, and meat. On the contrary, they are the characteristics of vegetarian dishes. It is not easy to make vegetarian dishes exquisite and authentic. We went to Manshuyuan before. Aren't the dishes you eat good?"

"Lonnie?"

"What I mean is that we should fully consider the status of vegetarian dishes when developing new dishes. Only one or two of the nine dishes of our swallow's wing feast are considered vegetarian. Now the healthy diet that everyone respects has emphasized the benefits of vegetarian dishes. Why don't we How about some reforms?"

"Swallow Wing Mat symbolizes status and taste, and it can be added with a healthy and light theme. The way for a celebrity family to maintain their health is to make very expensive things so that they can be consumed in a daily and simple way."

After hearing the words, both the master and his father nodded in thought, and Buroni continued, "It just so happens that Li Xiangrong was also born in Manshuyuan, so he should play a role in this aspect, and it just so happens that there will be no conflicts with other senior brothers. If there is a field that you are good at... ..."

"He's in your mother's shop?" The head of the family suddenly interrupted the heir's statement.

"Yes, Mom and Sister Bai are very curious about the dessert that night, and now I don't know if he has made it again." The young master reported the progress honestly.

"He said he would like to stay at Bu's house?" the chef asked, the lines at the corners of his eyes furrowed deeply.

"Of course, I heard that he was as happy as winning a lottery to stay at Bu's house. I'm still a little disappointed, why—" Buroni considered his words carefully.

"Why aren't you proud? Why aren't you a chef who has absolute confidence in your skills? Why aren't you a master who can cook such good dishes?" The chef's eyes are filled with the wisdom of the elderly, "So we must continue to observe this young man , to see what kind of realm he is in."

"Yeah." Bu Wei nodded, "Lonnie, go call your mother and ask about the situation. Although Li Xiangrong didn't know that there is a test in the kitchen today, it can be considered a random test at Fanny's side."

"Wei Shao, is it because you have regarded Ah Rong as the chef of the Bu family, so you asked him to join every exam?" The loyal old friend immediately understood, "You have made up your mind to keep him after eating that dish." gone."

"Hehe, you still understand me best," the Patriarch said with great momentum, "What is the most important? Talent."

The two who had known each other for decades laughed at the same time.

"Dad!" Buroni held the phone, looked into his father's eyes, and said slowly, "Mom said, Arong, it seems that he doesn't know how to make dim sum at all, it's a mess..."

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