"It's just this squirrel mandarin fish, I'm tired of looking at it, so there's no need to eat it!" Duan Qi glanced at the squirrel mandarin fish that was still steaming on the table, and then squinted at Wen Shouzheng, who was standing beside him in a panic.
"You, you are finding fault! It is unreasonable to make trouble, picking bones in the egg!" Wen Shouzheng was so angry that he almost smoked. He has been cooking for decades, from the beginning as an apprentice to today's famous Xianyang, and from Never before has a customer given such a negative evaluation of his dishes without even touching his chopsticks!
"Guest officer, I don't like to listen to you when you say this. The fish hasn't touched your chopsticks yet, so why are you talking about something that doesn't suit your taste?" Rourou stood aside, holding Wen Shouzheng's hand tightly. sleeves, while rushing forward on his own.
"Just now I only ordered a piece of fish, but what you brought out was a common squirrel mandarin fish, alas! I wasted such a long time here, if I knew you were going to do this, hehe... I see, You guys better hurry up and get the hell out of here, taking advantage of the festive spirit of opening, you can still get a good price! It will save a few days since the restaurant won’t be able to open, and you have to find another place to make a low price offer!” Duan Qi is not much To explain, he lazily removed the leg that had been resting on the stool, as if he was about to leave.
"Wait!" Seeing that Duan Qi was about to leave, Wen Shouzheng shouted, broke free from his gentle hand, and rushed to Duan Qi.
"What's the matter, I said you are still not convinced, and you still want to fight?" Duan Qi gently rolled up his sleeves while talking with a smile, and the complicated tattoo patterns appeared on his arm.
Even Duan Qi's followers all rolled up their sleeves, and their tattoos were also fully visible.
Looking at the complexion, everyone is cold and cold.
Wen Shouzheng felt a chill in his heart.
"Who wants to fight?" At this moment, a bold and clear voice came out.
Looking for the reputation, I saw a blue color appearing so clearly in the front hall of Zuixian Tower.
"General Sheng!" Rourou blurted out!
I don't know when Sheng Yaoshan came in, and there was a group of people behind him.
Mr. Songtao, the Ninth Prince Liu Xian, Sheng Jiaoxue's master and servant, and of course ink painting, longevity, and finally a mass of pale white, Ren Yue leisurely leaned against the door, arms crossed. Calm face.
"My dear friend, the emphasis on opening a shop is to be friendly and welcome visitors from all directions! You have been arrogant in every way since you entered the door, and you are arrogant in every way when you order a dish. Why don't you be one too, so that everyone can open their eyes and see what is it?" Don't take the usual way!" Sheng Yaoshan stood firmly in front of Duan Qi, his voice was like a bell, and his expression did not change.
"Hmph. I can see that you are foreigners. You have never seen the world! Good! I am in a good mood today, Seventh Master. I will accept your challenge! Tomorrow is still at this time, and I will still be a fish! Let's each make a finished product, a fish Let's see the outcome! Let you get out and get out of your mind!" After Duan Qi finished speaking, he lifted his legs and was about to leave!
"Wait!" Wen Shouzheng stopped Duan Qi again.
"What else is there? Don't you hurry up and think about it?" Duan Qipi asked with a smile.
"Tomorrow, who will be the 'only one' of you?" Wen Shouzheng stopped Duan Qi. Stern way.
"Just me alone is enough!" Duan Qi waved his hands casually, shaking his head and leading a group of followers out of Zuixian Tower.
Wen Shou was looking at Duan Qi's back, but didn't react for a while.
"Master Qiao, wasn't that person just now the 'only' boss across the street?" Asked tenderly and curiously beside Master Qiao.
"That's right, it's the first time I've heard of it, how strange!" Master Qiao was also unclear.
"This boss, you don't know yet, right? The Qiye on the opposite side is not only the only boss, but also the only chef! He opened his own shop and took charge of the cooking. With a few weird cooks, Every day, I cook all kinds of dishes in different ways." A diner who came to eat next to him got up and said.
"Hey, his 'only' dish is strange. Although it has the same ingredients, it can make delicious food that is different from other places. It is very enjoyable!" Another diner also came over.
"Oh? Not only the owner, but also the chef?" Rourou felt a sense of freshness when she heard this, it was the first time she had heard of such a title.
"That's right! Master Qi often said, if you don't understand yourself, how can you control others?" The third diner was still thinking.
"However, my boss, your Zuixianlou's dishes are also good, both in taste and appearance. It's a pity that, as Qiye said, it's too ordinary and nothing new, alas..." The first diner who spoke, this time When looking at the unfinished meals on his table, he shook his head slightly.
"My boss! Chef! Xinyi!" At this moment, Wen Shouzheng was in a daze, repeating several key words in his mouth.
"Chef Wen, why bother with Duan Qi's words, it's the best to be yourself, come on, I'm very hungry, I just came here for your Zuixianlou, girl, hurry up and prepare the dishes!" Song Tao The gentleman stroked his beard and smiled lightly, and led the crowd upstairs.
Wen Shouzheng, who was still full of ambition just now, returned to the small kitchen now, but he was a little sluggish.
It's not because of Duan Qi's ridicule just now, but because of what the diners said.
"It's a pity, just like Qi Ye said, it's too common and nothing new, alas..."
"Father, take a rest. I'll cook the dishes for Mr. Songtao's table!" Seeing Wen Shouzheng's distraught look, Rourou took the initiative to undertake the task in the private room.
Wen Shouzheng didn't shirk, and let Rourou do it.
Anyway, in Xianyang, the diet of Mr. Songtao and his party has always been taken care of gently.
Wen Shouzheng sat down on the stool in the small kitchen with a sad face, falling into deep melancholy...
Fish... For lunch tomorrow, I will still make fish... What kind of fish will I make...
All of a sudden, the names of all kinds of fish and dishes that Wen Shouzheng could cook popped up.
Steamed fish, stewed fish, fried fish with garlic, fried fish in oil, squirrel fish, sweet and sour fish, acacia fish, griddle fish, deep-fried fish, fried fish slices, mixed fish skin, grilled fish maw...
Familiar names passed through Wen Shouzheng's mind, but Wen Shouzheng's face became darker and darker.
"Father, are you still thinking about fish?" While busy with the dishes in the private room, Wen Shouzheng was being enlightened by Wen Rou.
What a prestige my father is in Xianyang, even if he wants to taste Chef Wen's craftsmanship, he must make an appointment in advance. Unexpectedly, when he arrives in the provincial capital, he will meet such a difficult master as Duan Qi on the first day of opening!
Although I don't know what kind of tricks Duan Qi used, but from the mouths of the diners, Wen Rou still noticed that Duan Qi was not simple.
"Alas..." Wen Shouzheng sighed heavily.
"Father, don't worry, I'll help you think about it in the evening!" Rourou persuaded from the side.
At this moment, Cai Mi carried a bundle of chopped dry firewood, going in and out.
The gentle gaze fell on Cai Mi all of a sudden.
By the way, didn't Cai Bo make that bark grilled fish before? And there is 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 she couldn't even stop eating!
By the way, just choose one of Cai Bo's two fish dishes, presumably Cai Bo has no objection.
Thinking of this softly, not only secretly laughed.
Who knows, this smile doesn't matter, Cai Mi's eyes cast over, with strange eyes, as if calling for tenderness.
Rourou finished the work in hand, and followed out by a ghost.
Sure enough, Cai Mi was waiting outside.
"You girl, are you trying to trick my two fish?" Cai Mi cut to the point.
"Master, you are amazing!" Rourou said with a giggle.
"Who is your master? Don't yell!" Cai Mi looked around in a panic, and when no one was paying attention, he gave Wen Rou a look.
"Yes, yes, master! From now on, when there are people around, I will call you Uncle Cai, and when there is no one, I will call you master again!" Gently and mischievously accompanied him.
"No!" Cai Mi shouted suddenly.
"No! What can't be done?" Wen Rou was taken aback, and thought, then do you want me to call you Master, or not? This old man is really grumpy!
"If you can't cook those two dishes, you will lose!" Cai Mi said seriously.
"Oh, so it's food!" Rourou let out a sigh of relief.
"Cai Bo, why not?" Gentle asked.
"Those two dishes are grilled on the spot, and they must be eaten immediately after grilling on the spot. But the paragraph Qi clearly said that it is a finished product of the competition! If it is baked and then brought over, the waiting time will destroy the texture and taste of the grilled fish; if it is Roasting on site is a leak of my craftsmanship! I will not do this!" Cai Mi said coldly.
"So I was worried about this!" Gentle smiled. After thinking about it, why didn't Duan Qi bring the finished product to the competition? Who has seen Duan Qi cook
As a cook, who doesn't have a few unique skills of his own
But Cai Mi, didn't he always say that he is a farmer before? Is the farmer also afraid that his unique skills will be leaked
"Cai Bo, you were not a farmer before, but a cook?" He asked with a gentle smile.
"Nonsense! If you ask me again, I won't give you any advice!" Cai Mi looked stern, and seemed really angry.
"Okay, okay, don't ask, don't ask!" Rourou repeatedly backed down.
"Tonight is still the old time. The kitchen came to see me." Cai Mi dropped a sentence, turned around and went to hold firewood again.
"Hey, I knew it, Master is the best!" Rourou smiled sweetly at Cai Mi's back.
At night, the small courtyard of the Wen family was extremely quiet.
Wen Shouzheng thought about the solution for a whole day. Not only did he work late at night in the small kitchen of Zuixianlou, but he was also constantly busy when he returned home.
Half-cooked fish half-finished all over the kitchen.
They are piled up in a mess, and I don't know which one will be used in tomorrow's battle.
Perhaps due to mental and physical exhaustion, Wen Shouzheng finally couldn't take it any longer, dragged his exhausted body, fell on the bed, and fell asleep soundly.
At this moment, in the Wen family's small kitchen, a dim yellow light was lit up again.
Two groups of shadows, one tall and one lower, one large and one small, swayed behind the window paper in the kitchen.