Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

"What is the Dragon and Phoenix Society?"

All the diners in the audience held their heads high, and some couldn't wait to ask questions loudly.

"This, all guest officers will know once they taste it."

Deliberately making a fool of himself, Zeyu laughed lowly, using two long and narrow bamboo poles instead of chopsticks, carefully cut open the soft and white rice rolls, the aroma overflowed in an instant, and then topped with the unique salty and fragrant seasoning, it was all mouth-watering. move.

"Considering that everyone has different tastes, if you want to try different sauces, you may wish to add them yourself."

As Zeyu said so, he pushed the rectangular bamboo baskets used to hold the dishes into the middle of the hall, placed earthen pots with sauces on both sides, wiped the sweat from his head with a handkerchief, and breathed a sigh of relief: It’s okay. it is done.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, come one by one, everyone has a share."

Signaling the waiter in the shop to maintain order, the boss winked at a few people sitting in the corner, and the latter understood it, and quietly blended into the crowd in line.

"Is this rice fragrance? Rice noodle rolls?"

The godmother, Hua Gu, who was the judge of the competition last time, will not let go of this opportunity to eat and watch a show. She raised her fingers, and after taking a sip, she couldn't help but smile and praise:

"The taste is smooth, the skin is not only thick and even, but also white and shiny, not bad!"

"Uncle Deng, how long do you want to eat? There are still many people behind, and the boss doesn't care?"

A diner in line yelled loudly, and several people also complained. No wonder, this Uncle Deng was also the judge of the housekeeper of Ningfu last time.

I saw him walking around the "Dragon and Phoenix Club" slowly, stopping from time to time to take a few bites at different positions.

"Uncle Deng, there is one more thing to do here, why don't you take it easy and don't let the inferior goods affect your appetite."

The boss had no choice but to persuade him with a flattering face, and he was afraid that if Uncle Deng persisted like this, he would arouse public indignation.

"What do you know? Just eat one side, how can you eat the whole thing?"

How could the steward of the Ning Mansion care about this? Uncle Deng glanced at the queue with contempt, then turned his head and gave Zeyu a thumbs up:

"Young man, I figured out why this dish is called Longfenghui, it's appropriate enough!"

When he said this, it was as if he was scratching the itch in the hearts of other diners. Some people who had only eaten one side asked to return, and many people clamored for Uncle Deng to explain.

"Ouch, this meat is covered in blood, it must be undercooked?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, really, it's disgusting!"

"Don't eat it, everyone, you will have diarrhea if you eat raw meat!"

Before Uncle Deng could speak, there was a sudden "clang" sound not far from him, and a strong man dressed like a peddler covered his stomach with his hands, and the porcelain bowl in his hand fell to pieces.

The man looked pained, and made a gesture of lying on the ground and retching.

"what happened?"

There was a flicker of apprehension in his eyes, the boss hurriedly pushed away the crowd, helped up the strong man who fell on the ground without any explanation, and forced a bit of concern on that philistine face:

"Little brother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you feel uncomfortable after eating this dish?"

"His meat is not cooked, I'm going to vomit."

Before the strong man finished speaking, he made a series of retching sounds. Many people covered their noses and mouths, and the "click" sound of putting down their chopsticks came one after another.

"May I have a look?"

He walked forward calmly, Zeyu's expression remained unchanged, he knew very well that that would never happen.

"Hey, it's not easy for you to come up with this dish, but unfortunately, you are still not good at learning."

The boss shook his head pretending to be "regretful", covered the corners of his mouth with one hand to avoid being seen through, and secretly observed Zeyu's reaction with shrewd eyes.

"Unfortunately, the meat you ate is not from my dish."

Picking up the bowl that the strong man had eaten, Zeyu knew it with just one glance, and smiled angrily:

This group of people is really stupid and bad, and they can't get on the stage.

"What do you mean? That I framed you?"

The strong man who was "dying" a second ago, when he heard Zeyu's words, stood up straight with a "squeak" and was a whole head taller than the thin and thin Zeyu. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to strike.

"Oh, sir, don't be angry."

The boss said so, but silently shrank back, turning his head to persuade Zeyu:

"I was caught on the spot, just admit it. I will pay the guest officer's medical expenses for him."

Before the words were finished, the burly man punched Zeyu fiercely, and the onlookers had no time to exclaim, they only heard a crisp "crack" sound, and the six-foot burly man let out a scream like killing a pig, hugging his wrists Tears burst out of pain.

"If you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll even break your other hand, but don't worry, the boss will take care of your medical expenses."

With both hands moving the joints easily, Zeyu's words were filled with a cold murderous look, and even the boss who was watching from the side felt a chill down his back:

For five years, Xie Zeyu, who couldn't fight back when he was scolded or beaten, how could he become like this?

"I made everyone laugh,"

Zeyu smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes carefully, and gracefully clasped his fists in all directions, thinking that just now was just a small episode.

He held up the plate that the strong man had eaten just now, and talked eloquently:

"The reason why I say this meat is not mine is because the raw meat in his plate is soft and light. If I guessed correctly, it should be yellow chicken. As for the meat I used, I must not hide it from Uncle Deng." I wonder if I will be honored to ask Uncle Deng to prove my innocence for me?"

"of course can."

He was about to have a big talk, but was interrupted by a strong man for no reason, and Uncle Deng was full of displeasure. He couldn't be happier to hear Zeyu's compliment.

He took a few steps to the front of the stage, cut open the noodles with chopsticks, took out a piece of steaming tender meat, blew on it, and put it into his mouth intoxicated, whetted everyone's appetite, Fang said:

"The so-called Dragon and Phoenix Club, the dragon is a carp, the phoenix is ​​a chicken, and the powder skin made from rice milk is as white as clouds, which means that dragons and phoenixes dance in the clouds, am I right?"

Seeing Zeyu nodded modestly, Uncle Deng liked him even more, and continued:

"The carp is made of mullet, which is tender and sweet, nourishing and healthy; the chicken is made of colorful pheasant, which should be boiled with yam in advance, so it is firm and chewy, and dried shrimp and mountain delicacies are added to enhance the taste. This In the "Dragon and Phoenix Club", one side is fish and the other side is chicken, and each has its own style. So I said, you have to eat both sides to be considered complete."

He paused, his brows furrowed slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed across his pupils, and he raised his eyes and asked:

"There is only one kind of fresh meat among them, which is warm and soft, and I can't even name it. However, I, Deng, can vouch for it with my personality. It is definitely not pheasant meat, it should be an even rarer game. Boy, can you tell me about that? What is it?"

"As expected of a well-known gourmet in the city, he has seen a lot and is really admired."

Sincerely bowing to Uncle Deng, Zeyu lowered his eyes and cupped his hands, and smiled euphemistically:

"It's indeed a kind of game. As for what it is, let me put it here as a suspense. It's always good to leave some room for everyone."

"Hahaha, the young man is interesting. If you do it a few times, I will be able to taste it."

As Zeyu expected, Uncle Deng wasn't angry at all. If he just said that, it would be boring.

"As for this big brother, I don't want to know why you bothered to make trouble."

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the boss from the corner of his eyes, and saw that his face turned blue and white. Zeyu was very satisfied, so he lowered his head and said to the flushed man sitting on the ground:

"In order not to disturb the interest of the diners, you should hurry to see a doctor."

"Yes, yes, get out!"

As expected of being in business for many years, the boss reacted quickly, kicked the strong man, raised his hand to appease the diners around him, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry everyone, the fun is yet to come, Chef Cai, serve the fish when it's ready!"

Cai Shanxue hid behind the crowd to watch the excitement, and it took him a long time to realize that the "cook Cai" in the boss's mouth was referring to him.

"Get out of the cage."

The cage is steaming white, and the three arm-thick groupers are dotted with green onions, and the unique delicacy of seafood permeates the air.

Many people stared wide-eyed in surprise: such a big grouper, how willing it is!

Previously, Chef Cai was helped to the side to rest, and Cai Shanxue and Xiaoer could only serve the food. The grouper was pushed to the center of the hall and placed side by side with Zeyu's bamboo basket.

"Strange, this is obviously a high-quality grouper, what's wrong with it?"

The boss and Cai Shanxue thought with all their heart that if they spent all their money, people would be full of praise.

Unexpectedly, the godmother Huagu picked up a few mouthfuls of fish meat, tasted it carefully for a while, and was puzzled.

"Don't take the opportunity to eat a few more bites, right? Everyone, you can see clearly, this is a dozen or two grouper."

Cai Shanxue's voice couldn't help trembling, it's impossible, what did he do wrong?

"That's right, a godmother in the Fireworks Yard has a lot to do."

After receiving the wink from the boss, several "diners" echoed:

"This is a delicacy that can be found anywhere in the sky. Who here has eaten such a big grouper?"

"It's getting old."

Picking up a mouthful of fish and putting it into his mouth, Uncle Deng made a final decision, shattering Cai Shanxue's last hope.

Others may have never eaten it in their entire lives, but Uncle Deng has been with the Ning family for so many years, grouper is just a home-cooked dish for a big family like the Ning family.

"When the sauce was served just now, you poured soy sauce and hot oil on the fish, ruining the three fish."

Knowing the details of Cai Shanxue, Zeyu doesn't mind "adding insult to injury":

"Pour hot oil first, and then pour the soy sauce on the side of the dish, so as not to damage the fineness of the fish. It was taught by Chef Cai at the beginning. You are his son, and you don't know this?"

Zeyu didn't want to talk to the father and son any more, walked slowly to the boss, and said in a deep voice:

"The outcome has been decided. If the boss doesn't mind, can you settle my wages by the way?"

With five fingers quickly pinching the wooden table, the boss stared fiercely at Zeyu like a hungry jackal:

Deliberately mentioning this in front of everyone, isn't it intentional to make him unable to step down?

"It's okay to be a teacher, but the salary, you really have to figure it out."

Scratching the mole next to his cheek, the boss waved his hand to ask the shopkeeper to hand over the account book, changed his face instantly, cleared his throat and read:

"That year, a kitchen knife was hacked and one penny was deducted from wages;

In the same year, if a porcelain bowl is broken, the wages will be deducted three Wen;

……

Let me see the balance, I'm really sorry, you have to make up for ten taels of silver in Wenxianglou before you can become a teacher. "

There was an uproar in the building. I knew that the apprenticeship system was a skinning business, but I didn't expect it to be so dark. After working hard for five years, it turned out to be a waste of money.

The boss also knew that this would affect the reputation of the business to some extent, but he couldn't give money anyway, so he pretended to be generous and said:

"Nianzai, you performed well today, as long as you hand over the prescription of the Dragon and Phoenix Association, the money will be waived."

"I see."

Responding lightly, Zeyu acted like nothing to do with him, but the boss secretly noticed the calm before the storm, and heard him say:

"Coincidentally, I also have an account here, and I want to settle it with the boss."

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