"Miss, my name is Nanmen Jinling. The fat chef outside is my uncle. His name is Nanmen San. This restaurant is not a personal restaurant, but an industry belonging to our entire Nanmen clan, and the big family in this restaurant The job of chef was once held by my father, and it can be regarded as the job with the highest monthly salary in this Curie, except for the chief shopkeeper."
How many people are envious of my father being able to become a first-class chef, but my father took the position of chef based on his ability. It is precisely because of my father that the business of this first-class restaurant is getting better and better. Every day, many people come here to admire it. Countless.
Later, my uncle Nanmen San asked my aunt to intercede and wanted to work in Yipinju. For my aunt's sake, my father got my uncle to help in the kitchen. My father saw that my uncle was smooth, safe and responsible. He was very talented in cooking, so he started to teach him step by step how to cook and roast duck.
My uncle is a dexterous person. After a year of learning, he has learned all the dishes in Curie. The stir-fried vegetables and roasted sweet-scented osmanthus duck are almost exactly the same as those made by my father.
So my uncle was no longer willing to just serve as my father's hand. He often showed off his cooking in front of the boss, and spread rumors that all the dishes served by the back chef were made by him.
Later, my father suddenly fell ill, and my uncle spread rumors that my father had a contagious disease. How could a cook cook for guests with a contagious disease? So my dad quickly lost his job.
Of course, my uncle took my father's place and took the position of the first-class chef.
My father was not seriously ill at first, but he was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. I called many doctors to see him, but to no avail. The family's savings were gradually exhausted, but my father's illness did not improve at all. .
At this time, my uncle came to the door with my aunt. He suppressed his initial arrogance and humbly confessed to my father. He even knelt down to my father and begged him to give me the recipe for soybean paste that he usually used for cooking. give him.
Only then did I realize that my uncle had not learned the secret recipe of doenjang from my father, and this doenjang was the biggest secret behind the fame of Yipinju’s cuisine.
Naturally, my father refused and drove my uncle out of the house angrily.
But at that time, it was almost impossible to open the pot at home, so I secretly came to Yipinju, found my uncle, and told him that I was willing to bring out the miso made at home for him to cook on weekdays, and I could also stay here. Work as a helper to earn some household income.
In order to keep his position as the chef of Yipinju, my uncle finally agreed to my request and gave me one tael of silver every day, and I brought him two taels of miso every day, and I personally mixed the miso into dipping sauce and Soy sauce soup for cooking.
Xia Yuanqiu thought to himself that this soy sauce soup was probably the predecessor of soy sauce.
"I see. I didn't expect that Nanmen San would be so mean to plot against his new brother-in-law. He is so shameless." She sighed and said to Nanmen Jinling: "Sister Jinling, you don't have to worry. I will take care of your matter."
Nanmen Jinling asked, "How do you plan to take care of this, Miss?" She met the young lady in front of her by chance. She didn't even know her name and really didn't know how to trust her.
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "Sister Jinling, I am a doctor and I can cure your father's disease. Just imagine, as long as his disease is cured and your family has enough food and clothing, do you still need to bring Jiang to Yipinju? If you don’t bring sauce to Yipinju, even though Nanmen San’s skills are good, the taste of the food will always be a little off, so he may not be able to keep his position as chef, and your father is very good at it. Maybe you can take this job back, and in this case, won’t your family be on the road to prosperity again?”