The son-in-law of a prosperous family

After knocking on the back door of Lai Yue Building, a manager soon came out to collect the goods.

This is the largest restaurant in the town. Many customers like to eat game. Fang Dashan established a cooperative relationship with the restaurant a long time ago.

This time there were four pheasants and one hare in total.

Manager Wang nodded and bought them at the previous price, twenty-five cents per pheasant and forty cents per rabbit.

It is cheaper than the market price, but the channel is more stable.

Just at this moment, a waiter ran over.

"Manager, manager, something bad has happened!"

Manager Wang looked a little unhappy: "How many times have I told you to be more steady? What if you are careless and bump into the guests?"

The waiter took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and gradually calmed down.

Steward Wang asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Chef Wei went out for a drink yesterday and his wife broke his hand!"

"what?!"

Manager Wang, who had just said he wanted to remain calm, instantly became like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Can you still cook?"

"I broke my bone. Now I can't even hold a spatula."

Even though he can lift a spatula, Chef Wei doesn't want to go out and see people these days. Yesterday, he was chased all over the street by his wife in his shorts, and he was so embarrassed that he even went to his grandmother's house.

Waiter: "What should we do? There is only one cook in the restaurant, and he will definitely be too busy for lunch."

Manager Wang was also anxious. Their restaurant had three chefs in total. One left some time ago and there were two left. Although it was a bit busy, it was still able to keep the business going. Now another one was gone.

Ugh!

Lai Yue Lou is the best restaurant in town. Those who can come here to consume are either rich or noble, and they cannot afford to offend them.

The waiter rolled his eyes and came up with an idea: "Why not use the kitchen stool to prop it up first?"

Manager Wang rolled his eyes at him and said, "You're just dreaming!"

Every profession has its specialties. Dunzi is indeed good at preparing dishes, but his cooking skills are not so good. He can have three bowel movements after eating one meal. Does he think he is not living long enough?

When he thought of this, Manager Wang trembled.

Zhao Yunchuan listened silently, then suddenly asked: "How about I give it a try?"

Manager Wang looked at Zhao Yunchuan with some suspicion. He had short black hair that was out of tune with this era. He was handsome and tall, wearing a coarse cloth shorts with pudding on it, but his temperament was indeed first-class.

Not like ordinary people.

"You can?"

"Of course!"

Zhao Yunchuan is full of confidence.

This is simply going back to his old business. His family is a family that values ​​ability very much. Both legitimate and illegitimate children have received extremely strict education since childhood. He has the ability, but he is really tired of the life of power struggle among the wealthy. After graduating from university, he took the initiative to give up his family property and became a food blogger with a tens of millions of dollars in revenue. He can not only eat but also cook.

Fang Huai looked at Zhao Yunchuan with some uneasiness, and the latter smiled brightly.

"I have to make money and let my parents know that I can support you!"

Fang Huaijun blushed.

There is no other way now, we can only try our best to save the situation.

Steward Wang nodded. In just a few minutes, blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth. "Then come in with me and try the food first!"

Just as Zhao Yunchuan entered the kitchen, the waiter brought in a fat cook: "Chef Wei introduced us."

The fat chef is the cousin of Chef Wei. Since he wants to keep this good job within the family, he wants to let one of his family members take over.

We have to try the dishes anyway, so why not try them together!

Steward Wang gave the test question: "Each person has half an hour to make a dish of West Lake vinegar fish."

West Lake Fish With Vinegar Sauce?

What kind of fish is that?!

Fang Huai has eaten pickled fish and tofu fish, but has never eaten West Lake vinegar fish.

It sounds delicious.

Fang Huai licked his lips, feeling a little greedy.

The fat cook's mouth twitched, and he smiled flatteringly: "Manager Wang, my cousin is Cook Wei."

Steward Wang had always thought that Chef Wei did not know the importance of his work, so how could he give him face now? He said in a businesslike manner: "If you don't want to try the dishes, leave!"

"I'm willing to do that. It's just West Lake vinegar fish. It's no big deal!"

The fat cook was very efficient in his work, catching fish, slaughtering fish...

Zhao Yunchuan was not in a hurry, and he even gave Fang Huai some instructions: "Brother Huai, why don't you go back first? Or go out for a walk."

After all, watching people cook is boring!

Fang Huai's eyes sparkled: "No, I'll wait for you!"

He had never seen what West Lake Vinegar Fish looked like. Although there was a high probability that this dish tasting would fail, at least he could get to see the world.

Not a loss!

The fat chef was working in full swing, while Zhao Yunchuan took a look around the kitchen.

At this time, Lai Yue Lou was not very busy.

Someone shouted, "Come on, come on, buy it and leave it!"

The treatment in Lai Yue Lou was excellent. Ordinary waiters and kitchen workers received nine hundred wen a month, the head chef and accountant received two taels, the manager received three taels, and the manager received no salary.

We are all well-off and have some spare money.

"Ten cents, fat cook!"

"Fifteen articles, fat cook!"

"Twenty cents, fat cook!"

……

Hearing that everyone was betting on him, the fat chef became very confident and determined to win.

"Zhao Yunchuan, fifty cents!"

Although Fang Huai also felt that Zhao Yunchuan had little chance of winning, he was still one of their own after all, so someone had to support him.

"Hey little bro, you better think carefully. If you lose, you won't get your money back!"

“It’s still unclear who will win or lose!”

Some people sneered, saying that this guy's mouth was quite tough, tougher than a duck!

After placing the bets, everyone got busy. Fang Huai felt embarrassed to stand there blocking the way, so he said hello to Zhao Yunchuan and left.

He came out with one foot first, and Zhao Yunchuan followed closely behind.

He also held a small stool in his hand.

He propped up the small stool and put it on the ground: "I borrowed it from Manager Wang. Sit down and take a rest."

"Ok!"

Zhao Yunchuan was a bit slow in the early stages of preparation, but the later stages of the operation were done in one go, and it really looked like the real thing.

In contrast, the fat chef was smooth in the early stage but became flustered in the later stage.

The boys looked at each other in bewilderment, their alarm bells blaring.

It seems that the copper coin is not safe!!!

Soon, the two dishes of West Lake vinegar fish were completed one after another, and Fang Huai was also called in by Zhao Yunchuan.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will soon be his highlight moment.

The wife has to be here!

Two plates were placed side by side on the table. One plate had a golden fish body soaked in vinegar, and the fish body was garnished with shredded sour bamboo shoots, chopped coriander and red pepper slices, which looked poetic.

On the other plate, there was a black fish with only a few lonely chopped green onions as garnish.

The fat cook stiffened his neck and said, "What's the use of looking good? Taste is king!"

This is indeed true.

Shopkeeper Xu and Steward Wang picked up their chopsticks and began to taste the dishes. Zhao Yunchuan tried first and his eyes lit up as soon as he took a bite.

The fish meat is tender and crispy, and the fish meat cut into small pieces is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, melting in your mouth. The slightly sour taste is intertwined with the light sweet taste, and the vinegar sauce is poured on the fish, and the sour and sweet taste is endless.

The crispness of the sour bamboo shoots, the fragrance of coriander and the tenderness of the fish are perfectly combined, making you unable to stop.

Shopkeeper Xu had a hint of smile in his eyes: "Not bad, not bad!"