I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Every day when he finished his work, it was almost dark.

Tongfu restaurant is closed and no longer accepts customers.

He could only grit his teeth with tears in his eyes and spend the money he used to eat at Tongfu Restaurant to spend the night in Pingkangfang.

As a result, after Jiu'er was sent here, he didn't come to the restaurant to eat a few times.

"Are you a guy invited by the store?" Zhou Xiaosan asked.

The high-speed rail nodded.

Zhou Xiaosan sat down and asked, "Have any new dishes been released in restaurants?"

Gaotie didn't know which ones Zhou Xiaosan had eaten and which ones he hadn't, so he introduced them from beginning to end.

When Zhou Xiaosan listened, there was a look in his eyes.

Di Sanxian, Manjianghong, Banjiang Setting Sun and Banjianghong, and the new staple food corn.

No matter which one he wants to try, but although he eats a lot, he is somewhat reluctant to eat four dishes at once. After asking the high-speed rail a few more questions.

Zhou Xiaosan thought for a while, and while counting the coins, he said, "Then please give me a manjianghong, a bowl of rice rice, and a bowl of corn rice."

No matter what you eat, eating meat is the most important thing.

Gaotie replied in a naive voice: "Guest, Man Jianghong needs to make a reservation."

Reserve?

Zhou Xiaosan raised his eyebrows: "Then please prepare a portion tomorrow night, and replace it with ground three delicacies and that soup now."

As he said that, he paused for a moment: "Do you need to pay in advance for the reservation?"

The high-speed rail nodded.

Zhou Xiaosan didn't hesitate, and quickly took out the money.

After Gao Tie talked to Yin Xuan, Yin Xuan noticed Zhou Xiaosan, smiled and waved to him, went to the kitchen to cook, and waited for the dishes to be served before formally greeting Zhou Xiaosan.

"Little third brother, you haven't come for a while." Yin Xuan sat down opposite him.

Zhou Xiaosan's attitude towards Yin Xuan was very respectful: "During this time, I have been busy with work, so I haven't been able to spare time."

I took a few bites of rice.

Zhou Xiaosan turned his head to look outside, and said softly, "Speaking of which, the shopkeeper, you also opened a fried skewer shop?"

and also?
Yin Xuan keenly grasped this word: "What does this also mean?"

Zhou Xiaosan shook his head: "Since yesterday, there have been a lot of shops selling fried skewers in Huaizhen Square. The prepared food is cooked and sizzling, very fragrant."

Yin Xuan shook his head and smiled.

There are quite a few people following the trend to do business, but Yin Xuan didn't take it to heart. If he thinks that they set up their stalls, robbed their own business, and then tried their best to smash their stalls, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and Happy Lin shopkeeper ?
Besides, when it comes to selling skewers, first look at the oil, second look at the sauce, and third look at the craftsmanship.

Sesame oil is so expensive that most restaurants can't afford it, but if animal fat is used, it has a smell, and it can't compare with homemade soybean oil.

Not to mention the sauce, no one can compare to their own refined salt alone.

"I heard from them that the fried skewers were also made by you first?" Zhou Xiaosan asked.

Yin Xuan nodded: "Yes, but everyone is a hard worker, so there is no need to stop them from doing business."

Zhou Xiaosan also nodded, with a look of sudden realization on his face: "So that's the case, so the oil they use is sold to them by the store?"

Yin Xuan froze for a moment.

Zhou Xiaosan noticed something was wrong from his expression, frowned, and hurriedly explained: "Yesterday, a bad person under my command went to buy fried skewers, and the person who sold them said that they used Oil from Tung Fook Restaurant.”

Yin Xuan's face became more serious: "I didn't sell my own oil."

Zhou Xiaosan shut up and didn't speak.

He felt a little strange, and he did have some free time today, so he came here to inform Yin Xuan.

Yin Xuan frowned, and asked again: "Didn't they use pork or mutton fat?"

Zhou Xiaosan shook his head: "I can still eat lard and mutton fat, without any smell."

Yin Xuan raised his hand and knocked on the table.

Did they find soybean oil themselves?
No, if soybean oil is used, there is no need to sell fried skewers directly under the banner of our own.

Since it is under the banner of their own restaurant, I am afraid they must be sure that the oil they use comes from their own restaurant.

It was like a bolt of lightning had exploded in his brain.

Three words flashed: "waste oil".

Is it the guy who came to collect the swill?

Yin Xuan frowned even tighter.

"Shopkeeper, what do you have in mind?" Zhou Xiaosan couldn't stop looking at the high-speed train sitting at the door, "You just say hello, and I'll go and get that person."

He felt that since the oil was not sold by Yin Xuan, it really leaked out
It can only be that someone stole the oil from the store.

Who will steal the oil?No matter how you look at it, this new guy is the most suspicious. I have never heard of this before, but after a guy came to the restaurant, how could there be rumors about it.

Yin Xuan noticed his gaze and waved his hand: "He didn't steal the oil, he just came to help today."

Zhou Xiaosan was taken aback, a little surprised.

This guy just came today?

Yin Xuan continued: "As for how the oil got out, I have some ideas, but I still need to confirm it. Brother San, if you have time, come over early tomorrow morning."

Zhou Xiaosan hurriedly said: "You have something to do, so I must have time."

Yin Xuan did not expect that waste oil would appear so soon.

If those who sell fried skewers outside have the ability to get soybean oil or rapeseed oil by themselves, they will sell their fried skewers, and Yin Xuan will not interfere.

But in the name of their own company, the use of waste oil is very likely to be used, so the trouble will be big.

Eating waste oil once or twice may not have much impact.

If you eat too much, you may experience dizziness, insomnia, abdominal pain, diarrhea, and even bowel cancer and stomach cancer, alluring death
This is something that kills people.

And they are still using their own banner, if someone eats the fried skewers under the banner of "Tongfu restaurant oil" and loses their life, it will also affect their reputation.

If other people eat your oil and kill people, how can your oil be any better?

People in Datang have no concept of gutter oil. They don't know that gutter oil harms people.

Cannibalism is a very serious problem.

No matter how delicious it is, no one would risk their lives to eat something—of course, except for those red umbrellas and white poles.

A swill collector, why did he think of refining gutter oil?

Yin Xuan was a little unbelievable.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Zhou Xiaosan came over and stood at the closed gate with the high-speed rail, the two of them staring at each other.

"Guest, you are here so early."

"It's so early for you too?"