Siheyuan: Open a breakfast shop and make the city cry with envy

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The three top leaders were all conquered by Chen Ze's cooking skills.

These few simple dishes reminded Chu Yingcai of his deceased mother.

The two Sichuan dishes also made the leader and his wife very satisfied.

"Bah liu ba liu..."

It was not until Chu Yingcai finished the fourth bowl of seafood dumpling soup that he put down his bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.

Satisfy!

It’s so satisfying!

I haven't tasted such authentic Shandong cuisine in decades.

Chu Yingcai looked at the big boss and his wife, his eyes also widened.

Because he saw that the big boss and his wife were fighting fiercely over a piece of beef.

"Old Li, what are you doing?!" Chu Yingcai slapped the table in annoyance.

"You are so old, and you don't even give way to your sister-in-law!!"

When the boss heard this, he immediately became anxious and angry.

"Chu Yingcai, you know nothing! You don't know how delicious this boiled beef is."

After saying that, the leader put the last piece of beef into his mouth without any hesitation.

The leader’s wife did not get angry. They had been married for so many years and had long been accustomed to living like this.

Food tastes good only when people rush to eat it.

However, that was not the case today, these dishes were absolutely delicious!

Chu Yingcai curled his lips and looked at the two of them, "Old Li, you are such a loser!!"

After saying this, Chu Yingcai didn't remember at all that he had just lowered his head to eat, which was not much better than the big boss and his wife fighting over a piece of beef.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

"Old Li, I forgot everything!"

"This master chef is so amazing, why don't you call him over so we can meet him?"

It was not until he had eaten his fill that Chu Yingcai thought of the master chef Chen Ze.

The big boss slapped his thigh in annoyance.

"Yes! How could I have forgotten about this?"

"I troubled someone to make a special trip today, but I didn't even see him. If this gets out, how can I save my face!!"

"Quick! Xiao Zhou! Go and call the chef over."

"It's so late, they must be hungry, let the chef come and have something to eat."

The Xiao Zhou mentioned by the big boss is the guard who drove to the Siheyuan to invite Chen Ze.

His real name is Zhou Aiguo, and he has been with the big leader for nearly ten years.

Hearing the order, Zhou Aiguo went straight to the kitchen.

"Master Chen, the boss wants to see you!"

"Just leave these tasks to Aunt Wu."

At this time, Chen Ze was still busy in the kitchen.

Although the four dishes and two bowls of soup seemed to be sufficient, Chen Ze considered that the leader was entertaining distinguished guests, so he prepared two more dishes.

Kung Pao Chicken and Spicy Shabu-Shabu!

Spicy hot pot contains not only beef tripe, but also tripe, pork lungs, fresh beef, lettuce, cabbage and so on.

This dish is similar to hot pot, but the biggest difference between the two is that the spicy shabu-shabu is skewered with bamboo sticks and then cooked in a pot of red oil.

Decades later, this dish mostly appears in barbecue restaurants, along with dishes such as spicy crayfish.

Chen Ze shook his head and said to Zhou Aiguo,

"It will be ready soon. Give me two minutes. Aunt Wu can't cook these two dishes."

After hearing Chen Ze's answer, Zhou Aiguo did not refute, but just stood quietly aside and waited patiently.

Soon, two minutes later.

Kung Pao Chicken and Spicy Hot Potato are perfectly cooked.

"Take me to see the gentleman."

Chen Ze picked up the spicy hot pot tripe and signaled Zhou Aiguo with his eyes to bring another dish.

Then Chen Ze looked at Wu Ma again.

"Auntie Wu, there's some extra Kung Pao Chicken in the pot, you can try it."

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Chen Ze deliberately made some more Kung Pao Chicken.

Because he noticed that because she was busy, Aunt Wu had not had time to eat dinner.

Chen Ze believes that the big boss will not be too fussy about the extra Kung Pao Chicken.

There was no expression on Zhou Aiguo's face. He came to the stove, picked up the Kung Pao Chicken and walked in front to lead the way.

The two of them came to the living room, one in front and one behind.

"Sir, this is Master Chen."

Zhou Aiguo put the Kung Pao Chicken in his hand on the table and then introduced it to the leader.

The three of them looked at Chen Ze in unison.

His face was full of surprise again.

Because they discovered that the boss behind [Chen Shiji], the chef who is the best at Shandong cuisine in Beijing, is only in his twenties!

There is even a hint of childishness on his face.

But he is tall and straight, over 1.80 meters tall, and his appearance is impeccable.

A handsome young man!

But, isn’t this too young?

Although the big leaders don’t understand cooking, they do know one thing: in the culinary world, the more skilled the chef is, the older he is.

Just like everything else, cooking skills require accumulation, and time to hone and refine.

Only by spending time and effort can you cook delicious dishes.

"I admire you, old man! I never thought that the best Shandong cuisine chef in this city is so young!"

"Young man, at your age, it's really amazing to be able to reach such a level!"

"It is a blessing for the culinary world that Sijiu City has a master chef like you!"

The big boss was not stingy at all. He nodded repeatedly and began to praise Chen Ze.

"Old man, you're just busy talking, why don't you let the chef sit down?"

"I've been busy for so long and I haven't even had a hot meal!"

The leader's wife complained.

The big boss slapped his head and an apologetic look appeared on his face.

"Hey, look at my head."

"Young man, hurry up! Sit down!"

"Eat something first, then come and have a few drinks with us two old men."

The boss liked Chen Ze more and more.

Because he knew that although Chen Ze was just a chef, he had achieved so much at such a young age, and his future prospects must be limitless.

Talent!

Big leaders love talents the most!

Chen Ze didn't hesitate and sat down directly, picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, and ate the Kung Pao Chicken in big mouthfuls.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to eat anything else, it was mainly because the other four dishes were all devoured by the three big leaders.

Even the soup was reduced to a layer at the bottom of the basin.

Looking at Chen Ze like this, Chu Yingcai even liked him.

That look was like looking at a grandson.

"Young man, can I ask how you have reached such a level at such a young age?"

“This is the most authentic and delicious Shandong cuisine I have ever eaten!”

"Don't worry if you laugh at me, but these dishes remind me of my old mother who passed away many years ago."

Chen Ze took a bite of steamed bun and a bite of Kung Pao Chicken, and did not forget to pick up a string of spicy tripe and put it into his mouth.

Seeing that it was Chu Yingcai, Chen Ze knew that he was today's distinguished guest.

Chen Ze put down his chopsticks and swallowed the last bite of steamed bun.

He answered seriously,

"Grandpa, by chance, I met an old man when I was a child and learned to cook from him for two years."

"For so many years, I have been staying at home because of my frail health. So I made honing my cooking skills my top priority."

"I firmly believe that one minute on stage is the result of ten years of hard work off stage, and the effort and reward are always proportional!"

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