When they reached the box on the second floor, Zhou Linhan sat down slowly.
He didn't ask Xiao Er to follow in, didn't ask Xiao Er to bring tea or anything, naturally he didn't want to delay any longer.
As a businessman who created a group by himself in his previous life, Han Tingxuan naturally wouldn't have such a lack of vision! So, after Zhou Linhan sat down, he directly cupped his fists and said, "This gift from the boy can actually be said to be a deal. The boy's great-grandfather used to be a chef for most of his life. Famous, therefore, I have left a few menu recipes. The current signature dish of Weizilou is very good. Would the sub-lou be more beneficial?"
"Recipe?" Zhou Lin was startled violently, then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Tingxuan carefully.
With a smile on Han Tingxuan's face, he remained motionless, letting the other party scrutinize him.
"How many formulas do you have?" Zhou Linhan's voice was flat, but the fist hidden behind his back was clenched tightly, and he was sweating a little.
"The boy did a lot of bastard things in the past. In fact, his great-grandfather passed down five recipes, but the boy lost two of them. Now the boy only has three. The boy has been living in a muddle until this time. I almost lost my life, and the boy realized that if this continues, he might not be forgiven by his ancestors even if he died. Even his father and father would have no face to face the ancestors of the Han family. Therefore, the boy decided to change his face Be a man again!"
Zhou Linhan pursed his lips and looked at the young man in front of him with deep eyes. "What do you want to say?"
"That's the plan, kid. If you sell all the three formulas, then my great-grandfather will crawl out of the coffin and take him up. Therefore, I only plan to sell one. But, you can let shopkeeper Zhou choose. Which one to choose."
Shopkeeper Zhou stood up and walked around the house with his hands behind his back. After a while, he said calmly: "It's not that there are no recipes for dishes in our building."
"Of course the boy understands, that's why he said let shopkeeper Zhou choose. If shopkeeper Zhou thinks that the dishes prepared by the boy are not tasty, then naturally it is useless."
Shopkeeper Zhou fixed his eyes on Han Tingxuan, looked at the gentle smile on his face, and after a few seconds, he said, "Come with me."
Next, Han Tingxuan was brought to the kitchen. Except for a chef, everyone else, including the worker, was driven out. Han Tingxuan took a look at the ingredients in the kitchen, they were very complete, and then looked at the seasoning, yes , is also complete.
So, he smiled and said: "The ingredients are related to the ingredients, and the boy will mix the ingredients by himself."
Shopkeeper Zhou naturally understood, nodded, and turned his back on the chef.
Han Tingxuan was not afraid of them peeping, and it took five minutes to prepare the ingredients.
"alright."
Next, it is to instruct the chef to cook...
Half an hour later, all three dishes were on the table.
Dongpo Pork, Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Lion Head. Although due to time constraints, the cooking of the last dish was a little lacking, but it did not affect the overall situation.
Shopkeeper Zhou moved his chopsticks. From the first set to the third set, his eyes became darker and darker.
Finally, Shopkeeper Zhou said to the chef, "Try it."
The chef also tastes from the first dish to the last one, and the more he tastes, the brighter his eyes become. "It's delicious! It's delicious!" He himself is usually rather dull, and he really can't think of anything other than the most authentic evaluation like delicious.
Shopkeeper Zhou looked at Han Tingxuan, who was still smiling gently, but shopkeeper Zhou's eyes were already serious. When did this person have such a demeanor of not being surprised
The three dishes in the kitchen were still there, and Han Tingxuan followed him to the box again.
But this time, there is one more person, and that is Qian Rongying, the big shopkeeper of Weizilou.
Qian Rongying was a little older than Zhou Linhan, and he looked like a kind person with a gentle smile on his face, but Han Tingxuan didn't dare to underestimate him at all. Being the shopkeeper of a restaurant is not so easy!
mild? That's just a protective color!