Chapter 189:

"Just this squirrel mandarin fish, I'm tired of watching it, I still need to eat it!" Duan Qi glanced at the squirrel mandarin fish still hot on the table, and then obliquely glanced at Wen Shouzheng, who was standing beside him.
"You, you are looking for fault! It's unreasonable to make trouble, and the eggs are picking bones!" Wen Shou was so furious that he almost smoked. He has been cooking for decades, from the beginning of his apprenticeship to today's famous Xianyang. No guest has ever touched his chopsticks and started to give such negative comments to his dishes!
"This guest officer, you ca n’t listen to this little girl. You have n’t touched the chopsticks yet. Why did you talk about the taste?" Standing softly, holding Wen Shouzheng tightly Sleeve, rushed forward on his own.
"I just ordered a fish, but you are carrying a common squirrel mandarin fish, oh! How long did I waste here for nothing, if I knew you would do this, hum ... I see You still have to hurry up and forget, taking advantage of the opening celebration, you can still set a good price! After a few days in the province, the restaurant will not open, and you have to find a low price! '' Duanqi also Explain more, lazily put the leg that was always on the stool, and pulled it down, it seems that it is about to leave.
"Slow!" Wen Shouzheng saw that Duan Qi was about to leave, screamed, broke his gentle hand, and rushed to Duan Qi.
"What's wrong, I said you're still not convinced and still want to fight?" Duan Qi said with a smile, and gently raised his sleeves, and the complicated tattoo pattern was on his arm.
Even the followers who followed Duan Qi all rolled up their sleeves.
Look at the complexion, each Mori Han.
Seeing a cold in Wen Shouzheng's heart.
"Who is going to fight?" At this moment, a bold and clear voice.
Looking for a sound, I saw a touch of blue, so clearly appeared in the front hall of Zuixianlou.
"General Sheng!" Gentle blurted out!
I don't know when Sheng Yaoshan came in, and there were many people behind him.
Mr. Song Tao, the ninth prince Liu Xian, the master and servant of Sheng Jiaoxue, and of course ink, longevity, and finally a faint white, Ren Yue leaned against the door and hugged his arms and chests. Look calm.
"This dear, opening a store is about being kind and welcoming guests from all directions! You are arrogant and orderly every time you enter the door. Or you can make one and let everyone open your eyes and see what it is. Don't take the ordinary road! "Sheng Yaoshan stood firmly in front of Duan Qi, his voice sounded like Hong Zhong, his face did not change.
"Huh. Seeing you are foreigners. I haven't seen the world! Good! Today, Qiye, I'm in a good mood. Let me take this challenge from you! Tomorrow is still this time, or fish! Let's make a finished product, one fish. See you! Let's roll and convince yourself! "After Duan Qi said, he would go to raise his legs!
"Slow!" Wen Shouzheng called Duan Qi again.
"What else? Don't hurry up and think about it?" Duan Qipi asked without smiling.
"Tomorrow you will be the only one?" Wen Shouzheng stopped Duan Qi. Orthodox Road.
"It's enough for me alone!" Duan Qi shook his hands casually, shaking his head and walking out of the drunk fairy house with a cadre of followers.
Wen Shouzheng looked at the back of Duan Qi, but did not respond for a moment.
"Master Qiao, wasn't that man just opposite the 'single share' owner?" Gentleman asked gently and curiously.
"Yeah, I heard it for the first time, it's strange!" Master Qiao was also unknown.
"This owner, don't you know yet? The Qiye on the opposite side is not only the only owner, but also the only chef! Open your own shop and own it. Take a few weird cooks, Every day I change my recipes. "A diner who came to eat stood up.
"Hey, his‘ only serving ’dish is strange, even though it ’s the same ingredients. It ’s delicious and can be delicious elsewhere!
Another diner came over.
"Oh? That's the owner and the chef?" Gentle hearing it suddenly felt fresh, and this title was heard for the first time.
"That's it! Seventh Lord often says, if you don't understand, how can you control others?"
"However, this owner, your drunk Xianlou dishes are also good, no matter the taste or appearance. Unfortunately, like Qiye said, it's too common, nothing new, hey ..." The first diners who spoke, At this time looking at the uneaten meals on his table, he shook his head gently.
"Owner! Chef! What's new!" At this moment, Wen Shouzheng was still in place, and he repeated several keywords in his mouth.
"Master Wen, why bother with that paragraph seven, do your best, be the best, come and come, the old man is very hungry, just running from your drunk fairy house, girl, go and prepare vegetables!" Song Tao The gentleman gave a beard and smiled slightly, and took everyone upstairs.
Just now the ambitious Wen Shouzheng, when he returned to the small kitchen at this moment, he was a bit sluggish.
Not because of Duan Qi's ridicule, just because of the words of the diners.
"It's just a pity, as Qiye said, it's too common, nothing new, hey ..."
"Dad, please rest, Mr. Song Tao's table, I'll make it!" Gentle to see Wen Shouzhen Soul, and take the initiative of Yajian.
Wen Shouzheng did not shirk, letting gentle hands do it.
Anyway, in Xianyang, the diet of Mr. Song Tao and his party has always been taken care of tenderly.
Wen Shouzheng was bitter, sitting on the stool in the small kitchen with one butt, sinking into deep thoughts ...
Fish ... At lunch tomorrow, I will still make fish ... What kind of fish will I make ...
The names of all kinds of fish dishes that Wen Shouzheng would make all of a sudden popped out.
Steamed fish, braised fish, garlic burst fish, oiled fish, squirrel fish, sweet and sour fish, acacia fish, dried pan fish, fried fish, fried fish fillet, mixed fish skin, burned fish belly ...
The familiar names were skipped in Wen Shouzheng's head, but Wen Shouzheng's face was getting darker and darker.
"Dad, still thinking about fish?" While busy with Yajian's dishes, Gentle enlightened Wen Shouzheng.
How prestigious his own dad is in Xianyang, is to taste Chef Wen's craftsmanship, and also to make reservations in advance. Unexpectedly, when he was in the provincial capital, the first day of opening, he encountered such a difficult master!
Although I don't know what means of that period of Qi, but from the mouth of the diners, I still noticed that it was not easy.
"Well ..." Wen Shou sighed heavily.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll help you think together in the evening!" Gentle advised from the side.
At this moment, Cai Mi was holding a bundle of chopped dry firewood in and out.
Suddenly, gentle eyes fell on Cai Mi's body.
By the way, hasn't Cai Bo made the bark grilled fish before? And that wine barbecue fish!
Not to mention how delicious it is!
Cai Mi's technique is unique. That night, gentleness was not only unheard of, but it was impossible to stop even eating!
By the way, one of Cai Bo's two fishes is optional, presumably Cai Bo has no opinion.
Gentle thought of this, not only secretly laughed.
Who knows, this smile doesn't matter, Cai Mi's eyes cast over, and his eyes seemed strange, calling for gentleness.
Gentle and busy finishing the work in hand, the ghost sent God to follow.
Sure enough, Cai Mi was waiting outside.
"You girl, aren't you thinking of hitting my two fish?" Cai Mi opened her eyes.
"Master, you are such a god!" Said softly, with a grin.
"Who is your master? Don't bark!" Cai Mi glanced left and right, and when no one noticed, he gave a gentle glance.
"Yes, yes, Master! I will call you Bobo when there is someone, and call you Master when no one is!" Gently and mischievously accompanied him.
"No!" Cai Mi snapped.
"No! What isn't working?" Gently hesitated, saying, "Would you like me to call you Master or not to call you Master?" This old man is awful!
"Can't make those two dishes, you will lose!" Cai Mizheng said.
"Oh, it was the dish!" Gentle breathed out gently.
"Bo Ze, why not?" Gentle asked.
"These two dishes were grilled on-site, and they had to be grilled on-site before they were eaten. But that section of Seven said clearly that it was a finished product! If it was grilled and taken over again, the waiting time would destroy the taste and taste of the grilled fish; Baking on the spot is a leak of my craft! I won't do it! "Cai Mi said coldly.
"I was worried about this!" Gentle smiled. After thinking about it, why didn't Duan Qi take the finished product to compare, who has ever seen Duan Qi cooking?
As a chef, who doesn't have a few skills of his own?
But Cai Mi, didn't he always say he was a farmer? Isn't the farmer afraid of leaking?
"Bobo, you weren't a farmer but a cook before?" Asked softly.
"Just nonsense! Ask me again and I won't give you an idea!" Cai Mi froze, looking really angry.
"Okay, don't ask!" Gentle relented.
"Tonight, it's still old time, the kitchen comes to me." Cai Mi threw a sentence, turned and went to hold firewood again.
"Hey, I know, Master is the best!" Gently smiled at Cai Mi's back ~ EbookFREE.me ~.
At night, the courtyard of the Wen family is exceptionally quiet.
Wen Shouzheng was thinking about a day's solution. Not only was he busy experimenting in the kitchen of Zuixianlou late at night, but he was returning home and also constantly busy.
The kitchen is full of half-finished fish.
Messy piled up, I don't know which one is to be used in the battle tomorrow.
Xu was both mentally and physically exhausted. Wen Shouzheng was finally unable to sustain it. He dragged the exhausted body and fell to the bed, falling asleep.
Just then, in the small kitchen of the Wen family, a dim lamp lit up again.
Two clusters, one high and one low, one large and one small, dangled behind the window paper in the kitchen.
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