Chapter 96: Undercover

After about an hour, all the chefs in Zuixianlou pouted and pulled their faces back.
"What's wrong, Chef Wen, did not let anyone in?" Zhu asked in concern.
The rules of exemption from peers have existed since ancient times.
"I made it in, and there was a long line." Chef Tang responded.
"How's that?" Gently came over and asked.
"It's delicious!" Chef Zheng patted his thigh with a tangled face.
"Grandma's, no wonder so many people go to eat! A bowl of soup is enough to hang people's appetite, and the sesame cake! Fuck!" Wen Shou was anxious, and even said swear words.
"Master Wen, what soup do they cook? What kind of pancakes do they eat?" Li Treasurer squeezed into the back kitchen again.
"This ... is the ordinary mutton soup, but it looks very white, very thick, and it doesn't look like mutton soup. It is very fresh. The sesame cake is also very ordinary, why is it so delicious ..." Wen Shouzheng tried to remember.
"It's really three generations of old cease-fire soup?" Li shopkeeper asked.
"It tastes delicious but it is very fresh. It doesn't look like a long-cooked old soup." Wen Shouzheng was thinking, and shook his head.
"Mr. Wen hasn't been famous?" Li Treasurer sighed again.
"Shouzheng, otherwise, let's try to cook mutton soup, make sesame cake, and see if it can make the taste of the old soup house?" Chef Tang got up.
"Yes! Let's try it, too. I don't believe it. The mutton soup I cooked is better than the old soup house!" Wen Shouzheng slaps the table.
"Mariko, get some good lamb bones!" Chef Tang sipped.
"Two dogs, get the well water in the backyard," said Chef Zheng.
"Little five! Go and get the refined flour!" Chef Zhang joined in immediately.
Seeing that, he must be studying the sesame cake next door.
Several chefs, together in a kitchen that has never been seen before, come together. The cooperation between chefs and apprentices is so good.
Only tenderness stayed out.
"Rouer, why are you still gnawing? Get rid of the sheep bones!" Wen Shouzheng roared.
"Oh. Oh." Gently came back.
A strange feeling spreads all over the body. Is this soup really mutton soup? Can it be restored if it is so concocted? Gentle and doubtful.
From noon to the evening, Mr. Song Tao came to Zuixianlou for dinner again. It's the first time the lantern has been launched.
The fragrant thick soup lamb drifted away from the back kitchen.
Oatmeal sweet shortbread. It has just been released.
"So fragrant!" Mr. Song Tao blurted out with everyone.
Ren Yue wrinkled his nose slightly, and he could see that this aroma also attracted his picky son.
"Mr. Song Tao, you came just right, come here, try our freshly cooked lamb soup with sesame pancakes!" Wen Shouzheng personally acted as a running house.
Before long, milky lamb soup. Served a few large bowls, and the golden slag-flavored pancakes next to it showed the population flowing.
"Well! Good soup, good soup! This mutton soup is really laborious!" Mr. Song Tao sipped. Tasted another piece of yakitori.
"The cakes are crispy and delicious! The soup is just right!"
"Mr. Say okay?" Wen Shou's face was overjoyed. "Come and come, try some of you! See how it tastes!" Wen Shouzheng reached out to greet the chef and apprentice who are making soup and cakes together.
"Well." Chef Tang frowned.
"Oh!" Chef Zheng sighed.
"Huh!" Chef Zhang simply dropped the siu kebab with only one bite.
"It's not like it!" Mariko stunned for a few moments.
"It's nothing at all!" As soon as Ergou had finished saying this, he put a heavy blow on the back of his neck.
"Master, this cake ..." Xiao Wu held half a piece of sesame cake. I stand there.
"Why, isn't it delicious?" Wen Shouzheng asked in amazement.
"It's delicious, but it's not like it!" Chef Tang was refreshing.
"I'll try it." Wen Shouzheng pulled over the bowl and took another sip of sesame cake.
Brows tightened.
"Well ..." Wen Shouzheng has never been so discouraged.
Disappointed, he put down the tableware and walked silently to the back kitchen. Holding a whole jar of altar towards the dew, opened the altar and drank directly at the mouth of the altar.
"Shouzheng!" Chef Zheng grabbed the altar.
"Why! This account is on my account!" Wen Shouzheng looked decadent.
When a well-intentioned chef cooks the food with great care, tastes it in person, and is far from the expected taste, the loss and frustration can only be relieved by wine.
"Dad! I'll take a look!" Gentle just took a bite of the mutton soup that the chefs personally boiled, and took another bite of the chef's scones. The taste is really good, but why is Dad this look Is there really a lot in it?
"Rouer ..." Wen Shouzheng raised a pair of listless eyes, looking at gentleness.
Gently coughed softly and pretended to point to his nose and mouth.
"Come on, go on!" Wen Shouzheng's muddy eyes suddenly flashed.
Right! My girl's nose is eloquent, and my girl's mouth can taste the doorway. How can I forget this crop! How stupid!
Wen Shouzheng patted his own brain, got up and hurriedly pushed to the door.
"Oh, puppy's nose!" Ren Yue was so excited to see Wen Shouzheng that the night of the Lantern Festival was suddenly in his mind, and the scene of hundreds of snacks was softly blindfolded, and he could not help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Passing gently beside Ren Yue, he gave him an unpleasant glance.
"Nothing? Just think of a small animal." Ren Yue took a sip of tea, and he also took a sip of mutton soup and sesame cake just now.
"Animal?" Gently blinking his big eyes, his eyes were clear and clean, as if a newborn beast, Ren Yue felt itchy.
"Nothing, see you so stupid. Would you like to go with you! Lest you run into trouble again, no one will clean up for you!" Ren Yue smiled and stood up.
Think of Fan Jian, a dog-skin plaster, everywhere. Gentleness is a little worried.
"Just whatever you want!" Said, Gentle went out without turning back.
"This stinky girl is still dragged on!" Ren Yue muttered in a low voice, and immediately followed.
"This kid, Ren Yue, must be running for food, this kid has a good mouth!" Mr. Song Tao apparently didn't hear the two of them whispering, watching Ren Yue follow him out. It's still playing round.
The old soup hall was full of people's voices.
Eat and drink. Great praise, waiting. There are those who shout, and there is nowhere to sit with the soup and the cake ... Seeing Ren Yue secretly bitterly, "I really ask for help, why should I come to this place with this smelly girl! There must be no elegant of!"
"Small two, two here!" Gentle crowded the crowd, finally grabbed a seat, and hurriedly beckoned to greet Daotang to deliver the meal.
"A girl's house. It's so yelling, what kind of system is it!" Ren Yue managed to avoid the stream of people and squeezed to a gentle position.
"No shouting, how can it be eaten. You look at some people! Business is so good!" Gentle disregarded, looked around at the surrounding scene, full of envy.
"Don't call me, I don't want to eat!" Ren Yue looked at the greasy table, and there seemed to be traces left over from previous guests. Could not help frowning again.
"It's been a long time, and you will lose if you don't eat it. I heard that the soups and cakes here are very famous! You are well-informed, you will taste it for a while, and judge it!" He smiled softly. Waiting to be served.
Not long after, the brother in the running room ran over with sweaty heads and put two bowls of steaming soup and a stack of sesame cakes in front of the gentle and gentle Ren Yue.
"It looks really good!" Gently holding the soup bowl and blowing carefully, just about to sip it.
"Why don't you smell it?" Ren Yue asked, smiling, looking at the gentle soup.
"Smell?" Gently looked up in surprise.
"Lantern Festival, don't you have a puppy's nose?" Ren Yue smiled.
"Oh! I said, what did you think of an animal! Dare to say me!" Gently bit his lip, a girl's house, said by a boy as a puppy, or a boy so elegant!
That shame in gentleness!
"Which one is ready for your mouth? Who dare to use my nose! You dare say I'm a puppy! You are a picky sperm!" Gentle and polite.
"I ..." For the first time, a girl's home was pointed at her nose and scolded as a picky eater, Ren Yue was slightly annoyed, but looked around, still holding back, her face was awkward.
"Hah! It ’s three generations of unbroken old soup! I scum! Liar!" Gently took a sip of the soup, dropped the soup bowl violently, Xu was too hard, the soup splashed out, and Ren Yue frowned. head.
"Hey, a girl's house, so brazen ..." Ren Yue muttered.
"I'll try this again!" Gentle ignored it, picked up the pancakes on the plate, and blew, it was a big mouthful.
"Ha, that's it!" Gently tossed the sesame seed in his hand, and Pat patted the dregs on his hand.
"What are you doing!" Ren Yue originally wanted to taste the pancakes in that dish, but when I looked again, I saw that gentle bite, and the pancakes with tooth marks, thrown directly on it, and could not help but frown even more. Already.
"Let's go! The mission is complete!" Gentle wiped his mouth without answering Ren Yue, and got up and left.
"Girl, money!" Xiao Er saw the gentle two got up and chased after him.
"Oh, forgot, Ren Gongzi gave money." Gently turned around and looked at Ren Yue naturally.
"Hey, you!" Ren Yue obviously felt like he was being played by ~ EbookFREE.me ~ with a blue face, reluctantly.
"Bring the girl to dinner, there is no reason for the girl to give money, hee hee." Gently and playfully looked at Ren Yue, turned and walked towards the door.
"Really!" Ren Yue said angrily. Although this is a good statement, Ren Yue always feels awkward, not because he cares about the meals of several copper plates, but thinks ... forget it, who let him I have to follow it!
"Rouer, how is it?" Wen Shouzheng greeted the door eagerly at the first sight.
"Get it!" Gentle snapped his fingers.
"Come with me!" Wen Shouzheng looked around, drawing mysteriously into the small kitchen.
How could this magical work of my own daughter be easily known to others? There will be great uses in the future!
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(Small vacation, hee hee, I ’m so happy ~ I went to shoot a gun last night and also drove a car. I had a good time, adjusted my status, and continued to offer food and text, yeah, everyone wants to support genuine subscriptions ~