"Mr. Ye, you're here." When Ye Chui and his group approached, Huang Yiyuan immediately greeted them with a smile, with a hint of arrogance on his face.
Lin Dong, Zhang Jiahui and Peng Song, who were standing behind him, also had similar smiles on their faces.
Ye Chui smiled and nodded: "Boss Shen hasn't arrived yet?"
"Manager Wang has just called Boss Shen. He will be here in ten minutes." Huang Yiyuan said with a smile. He suddenly glanced at the plate in Ye Chui's hand. "Boss Ye, is this the perfect version of Shen Jiao that you made?"
"Yes." Ye Chui nodded without any ulterior motives. He also glanced at the plate in Huang Yiyuan's hand, "What are you doing?"
"Dumplings." Huang Yiyuan was indescribably proud. "What a coincidence. After I left yesterday, someone suddenly found me and said he had the perfect Shen dumpling recipe. I spent a little money to buy the recipe from him. This thing is very important to Boss Shen. I want to return the recipe to him today." After a pause, Huang Yiyuan continued, "Of course, the dumplings made with my recipe are delicious, but I don't think they can compare to yours, Mr. Ye. The taste is probably much worse. The real Shen dumpling recipe is still the most authentic one here, Ye Chui."
The meaning of these humble words is actually very clear: my dumplings are more authentic than yours, let's see what you can do today.
Ye Chui still looked innocent as if he hadn't heard anything, and said with a smile: "Really? I also think my dumplings are more authentic than yours."
Huang Yiyuan: “…”
"Mr. Ye seems very confident today." Lin Dong said with a sneer. He used to greet Ye Chui with a smile, but yesterday Ye Chui directly drove him and Huang Yiyuan out of the Shenjiao box, which made him very unhappy.
"There's nothing to be confident about. Shenjiao is originally a way of making dumplings that is passed down in our Chinese culture. When it comes to the method of making this kind of dumplings, I just know more about it." Ye Chui also said with a smile.
Seeing the conversation between Ye Chui and Lin Dong, Han Yuyan, Li Xiuyun and others secretly cheered for Ye Chui, but Tang Shanshan became more and more uneasy. Ye Chui was acting so strong now, and he would be thrown down even harder later...
In an instant, she began to blame herself again, thinking that it was all her fault that Ye Chui was harmed.
Chen Tian glanced at Tang Shanshan, then moved closer to Han Yuyan and asked in a low voice, "What happened to Shanshan? She has been acting strange since this morning."
Han Yuyan turned her head and glanced at Tang Shanshan. She couldn't tell you what happened yet, but she was already a little impatient. She laughed softly and said to Chen Tian, "Sister Tiantian, there will be a surprise later."
"Surprise, what surprise?"
"You'll find out when you wait and see." Han Yuyan chuckled again and glanced at Ye Chui, "Master is really something. He looks serious at ordinary times, but when he plays tricks, it's really unbearable."
Chen Tian: “…”
Han Yuyan's words sound very R-rated. Is it really appropriate to say them here
After waiting outside Shen Jiao for not long, a taxi drove over slowly. When it arrived in front of the crowd, the car stopped, the door opened, and an old man in his sixties got out. He was a typical oriental man, wearing a suit and with a stern face. His eyes swept over the people standing in front of Shen Jiao, and finally his sight stayed in front of Ye Chu for a moment, then he turned to the other side of the taxi, opened the door, and helped an old lady out from inside.
The old lady looked to be over 90 years old. Like Mr. Han, she was one of those people who survived the entire catastrophe of the vegetarian movement. However, it was obvious that her body was not as strong as Mr. Han. She had a hunched back, was very thin, had silver hair, and her face was full of wrinkles. Her eyes were dim. After being helped out of the car by her son, she looked around at this unfamiliar environment. It took her a long time to adapt or remember where she was.
She whispered something to her son, and Shen Zhongda, the owner of Shen Jiao, nodded and helped her to Ye Chui.
"Mom, he is the one who said he knew the recipe of Shen Jiao." Coming in front of Ye Chui, Shen Zhongda said to the old lady with a soft smile.
The old lady tried hard to see Ye Chui's appearance clearly, and then a hoarse voice with a hint of northeastern flavor came out of her mouth: "Do you really know the recipe for dumplings?"
"That's right." Ye Chui was very respectful to the old lady. He could feel that the old lady was probably dying. The phone call with Shen Zhongda yesterday made Ye Chui understand that the reason why Shen Zhongda cared so much about the perfect recipe of Lao Bian dumplings was probably because of his mother.
My mother’s life is coming to an end. She is the last child in the Bian family. Her long-cherished wish is to taste the dumplings she had as a child again.
"What I know is the most authentic Laobian dumpling recipe." Ye Chui continued to say to the old lady.
"Lao Bian Dumplings, I haven't heard this name for a long time." The wrinkles on the old lady's face were smoothed out and she said with a smile.
Shen Zhongda looked at Ye Chui and continued, "Mr. Ye, as long as you can make Laobian dumplings that satisfy my mother, Shen Jiao will claim to be a product of Chinese cuisine and will never again participate in the independence of Chinatown cuisine. I mean what I say."
"Haha, I believe in Boss Shen." Ye Chui said as he brought the plate in his hand to his face. Just as he was about to speak, Huang Yiyuan's voice suddenly came over: "Wait!"
Everyone turned to look at Huang Yiyuan.
Huang Yiyuan walked up to Shen Zhongda with a plate in his hand, looking very proud. "Boss Shen, Ye Chui is not the only one who knows the perfect recipe for Shen dumplings. In fact, I also happen to know it, and I plan to give it to Boss Shen."
Shen Zhongda frowned. Having lived to such an old age, he could naturally see Huang Yiyuan's intention. He wanted to stop him from admitting defeat to Ye Chui.
Chen Tian interrupted and said, "Master Huang, this is not right. Even if you want to make a perfect Shen dumpling, you have to wait until Master makes it."
"There is no order of precedence." Huang Yiyuan lifted the lid of the plate in his hand and handed the dumplings in the plate to the old lady, "Mrs. Shen, this is the perfect Shen dumpling. I promise you will be satisfied."
The old lady looked at the tray in Huang Yiyuan's hand with her cloudy eyes. She stared at it for a while, and a hint of disappointment seemed to flash across her face. She smiled and nodded: "These dumplings look delicious."
Shen Zhongda looked at Huang Yiyuan, then at Ye Chui. He thought for a moment and said, "It's windy outside. Let's go to the restaurant first."
At the invitation of Shen Zhongda, the group entered a private room in Shenjiao Restaurant.
Chen Tian looked indignant, and whispered to Ye Chui, "Where did Huang Yiyuan get the recipe for Shen Jiao? I think he is just trying to be mysterious!"
"It looks like that's the case." Ye Chui said with a smile.
Tang Shanshan's expression became even more remorseful, and she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt tightly with both hands.
Han Yuyan couldn't bear to see her like this, so he patted her shoulder gently and asked her to relax.
In Shen Jiao’s private room.
The old lady was helped to sit down at the innermost seat, while the others stood beside her. Huang Yiyuan glanced at Ye Chui with a smug look on his face, and then placed the tray in front of the old lady. Wang Fu had already brought a pair of chopsticks, and Huang Yiyuan personally handed the chopsticks to the old lady, smiling and saying, "Mrs. Shen, try these dumplings to see if they suit your taste."
“Okay, okay…” The old lady held the chopsticks tremblingly, picked up a dumpling from the plate, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully for a moment. At this time, a look of disappointment appeared on her face again. Obviously, the appearance of the dumpling made her a little dissatisfied, but she still took a light bite with anticipation. She only had two or three teeth left in her mouth, and she ate the dumpling very slowly, with her mouth moving slightly.
Shen Zhongda stood aside with an expectant look on his face. His mother taught him the recipe of Laobian dumplings after the meat ban was lifted two years ago. He resigned from his big company and opened the Shen Jiao Restaurant with the help of this recipe, which became an instant hit.
Shen dumplings are undoubtedly delicious and are known as the most delicious dumplings in Chinatown. However, my mother is not satisfied. She said that the dumplings made by her father and brother when she was a child were not like this and had defects.
Laobian dumplings are passed down from father to son, not from father to daughter. The dumpling restaurant in the family always makes dumplings at night, when the shop assistants and women are asleep. It is said that this is a tradition passed down from the old man Bian Fu. At that time, Shen Zhongda's mother was very curious about the method of making these dumplings. She once secretly watched how her father and brother made these dumplings. When she was discovered, she was severely punished. So although she knew part of the method of making Laobian dumplings, she did not know it completely.
Later, the vegetarian movement broke out, and Laobian Dumplings completely declined. She came to Chinatown in the United States by chance, and eighty years passed like this...
She didn't expect that she could wait until the day when the meat ban was lifted. When she learned that pork could be eaten again, she tried hard to think back to the past, recalling the dumplings she had eaten as a child and the recipe she had secretly seen, and made Shen dumplings.
Shen Jiao is an incomplete Laobian dumpling. She is very old and her memory is declining, but she has never forgotten the taste of the Laobian dumplings she ate when she was a child. She has experimented many times, but still cannot make that taste.
The recipe she remembered was incomplete, missing many important things...
She was originally full of expectations today, but when she saw the dumplings made by Huang Yiyuan, she could not hide her expectations.
These were not the dumplings she had eaten as a child.
After she finished one, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Huang Yiyuan with a smile: "This dumpling is delicious, but it is not the most authentic Laobian dumpling..." (~^~)