Stir-fried river shrimps taste fresh and hot, but if they are served late or eaten late, the taste of the dish will be affected. This is a common point of most stir-fried dishes.
So Zhuang Zhebin rushed out of the kitchen and directly delivered the stir-fried river shrimps to the table that ordered the dishes.
"Okay, here comes your stir-fried river shrimp."
The first table of guests today, four young people, arrived early, but they had to wait for a while before their dishes were served. I didn’t expect that they were still marveling at the cutting skills on the cucumber on the plate just a moment ago.
The next moment, a plate of stir-fried river shrimps was served.
The plate was full of fresh millet shrimps, and each one had its head and claws cut off, so each one looked distinct.
With the rising heat, the glossy luster and the embellishment of green pepper shreds on the plate, it is really beautiful.
The woman at the table couldn't help but take out her cell phone and wanted to take a picture of the plate of stir-fried river shrimps.
"Oh my god, river shrimp can be fried so beautifully, I must take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments to make those people jealous."
But just as he took out his phone, Zhuang Zhebin, who was serving the dishes, stopped him: "Don't take pictures. Now is the perfect time to eat this plate of stir-fried river shrimp. You must eat it first."
Being stopped like this, the four people at the table were a little surprised and turned their heads to look at Zhuang Zhebin strangely.
The female customer who was stopped first asked: "Why can't you let me take a photo? It won't delay my eating after taking a photo."
Zhuang Zhebin said with a depressed look on his face: "You really don't know how to eat. If you don't eat this dish while it's hot, the taste will be very different. Hurry up and eat it first."
The woman who took out the camera was more aggressive: "No, I want to take pictures."
When Zhuang Zhebin was about to argue, Zhuang Daozhong, who was sitting in the restaurant, called him over: "Xiao Bin, come here. Don't disturb the diners. Do you understand the rules?"
Hearing his great grandfather's words, Zhuang Zhebin looked regretful, but he could only step back helplessly: "Sorry to bother you."
But before turning around, Zhuang Zhebin still said, "Trust me, you must eat it while it's hot."
After Zhuang Zhebin left, the woman pouted and said self-willedly, "I want to take a few good photos."
However, my friend at the same table also tried to persuade him: "What they said must make sense. Hurry up and take a couple of pictures. We can taste it while it's hot. This is the first time I've seen river shrimp fried so beautifully."
The woman listened to her companion, quickly took two photos with her mobile phone, and then started eating with her friends at the table.
First, pick up a golden and shiny river shrimp with chopsticks, put it in your mouth and start chewing it gently.
The moment you bite it, the river shrimp seems to come alive, and the shrimp body in your mouth seems to burst, with delicious juice flowing out. The crispy shrimp shell, chewy shrimp meat, and slightly salty taste does not cover up the sweetness of the fresh shrimp itself.
Although the diners at this table are not very old, they may not have ever eaten a top-notch banquet.
However, after chewing such a small river shrimp in their mouths, they still understood clearly that this dish of stir-fried river shrimp was very special.
Zhuang Zhebin came to his great grandfather and couldn't help but look at the table. While looking around, he heard a soft and curious voice next to him.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Zhuang Zhebin was immediately brought back to his senses. He turned around and saw Feng Ruoruo looking at him curiously. Along with Feng Ruoruo, there were one, two, and three other little heads tilting their heads to look at him.
Both sides were stunned for a moment, and then the children turned their heads away first and all retreated back to their parents.
Feng Ruoruo also retreated back to her grandfather.
Zhuang Zhebin turned around, looked at the children who were avoiding him, and asked with a smile: "Am I that scary?"
Feng Ruoruo said in her grandfather's arms: "I already know, you are the great grandfather's grandson, and you are of the same generation as Ruoruo. Ruoruo should call you brother, you are not Dad's apprentice."
Yang Xiaoxi continued, "Yes, Grandpa just told us that you can't fool Ruoruo."
Chen Yaofei also mustered up the courage to say, "It's wrong to lie."
The last child left was the fat boy Zhang Zhuangzhuang.
The little fat boy also stood up and said, "Teacher Fang said that if you lie to others, you are not a good child. Big brother, you shouldn't lie to Ruoruo. You have to apologize to Ruoruo."
Zhuang Zhebin was a little confused. He didn't understand why after he came out, Su Ji seemed to have become a children's playground
While Zhuang Zhebin was stunned, old man Zhuang Daozhong smiled and said, "Well, our little friend Zhuangzhuang is right. You should apologize to your sister. You shouldn't have lied to your sister Ruoruo."
After hearing what his great grandfather said, Zhuang Zhebin made a bitter face at first, but then he apologized to Feng Ruoruo: "Sister Ruoruo, I'm sorry."
When Feng Ruoruo saw that her elder brother had apologized, she smiled and said, "It's okay, Ruoruo, please forgive me."
Then Zhuang Daozhong asked again: "Xiao Bin, you have been in there for such a long time, what have you learned from your uncle Yifan?"
Zhuang Zhebin hesitated for a moment, then said seriously, "Grandfather, if I tell you that I hope to become my uncle's disciple, would you agree?"
When Zhuang Daozhong heard this, he narrowed his eyes and stared at his great-grandson.
After confirming that his great-grandson was serious, Zhuang Daozhong asked with a smile, "It seems that you have indeed witnessed your uncle Yifan's cooking skills in the kitchen?"
Zhuang Zhebin nodded and turned to look at the only table in the restaurant. The plate of stir-fried river shrimp on the table had been eaten.
Retracting his gaze, Zhuang Zhebin said seriously: "Grandpa, I finally understand why you asked me to take leave from school to come with you. There is indeed a real person hidden in Su Ji."
Zhuang Daozhong looked at Su Jinrong with a smile: "It seems that Yifan has really convinced this proud boy of ours."
Su Jinrong had a smile on his face, and he was obviously confident in his son-in-law, but he was still modest: "Yifan, still needs experience. In the future, maybe he can be like grandpa."
Zhuang Daozhong also nodded: "Yes, the future is promising."
Then, Zhuang Daozhong said, "Xiao Bin'er is talking so much, but Grandpa still wants to try his cooking. Go and send the menu in. It just so happens that we have a guest named Ruoruo here, so this meal will be Grandpa's treat."
After hearing this, Su Jinrong stretched out his hand, wanting to stop his uncle from treating him to a meal. After all, his uncle came from far away and was a guest.
But Zhuang Daozhong held Su Jinrong's hand and said seriously, "Jinrong, you're welcome. This meal is a gift for me to meet such a beautiful great-granddaughter."
Su Jinrong saw that Zhuang Daozhong had made up his mind, so he could only nod and say, "Okay."
Zhuang Zhebin took the menu handed to him by his great-grandfather and took a look at it. There were no strange dishes on the menu. Basically, they were all dishes on Su Ji’s menu.
But after a closer look, Zhuang Zhebin discovered that although the dishes were not very novel, they were all ordinary yet sophisticated.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Zhuang Zhebin did not hesitate and walked quickly to the kitchen with the menu in his hand.