Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

"What are you shouting for? Are you here to..."

Master Liang was a man with a bad temper. When he mistakenly thought that these people were there to cause trouble, his anger exploded.

Although these dishes were not cooked by the two master chefs in the kitchen, they are at least pretty decent and not as bad as these people say.

But before he could finish his words, Shopkeeper Liu quickly covered his mouth.

Based on Shopkeeper Liu's understanding of Master Liang, if he didn't stop them, there would definitely be a huge quarrel, and there might even be a fight.

There are more than a dozen customers here. If a fight really breaks out, how can Fengdenglou continue to do business?

When the boss comes, not only will Master Liang be held accountable, but he, as the shopkeeper, will also not be able to escape.

"Hey, hey, hey, Master Liang, please stop talking. Let me do it. Let me do it."

Master Liang glared at him but nodded.

Shopkeeper Liu then breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a pompous look to solve the problem.

"Everyone, don't get excited. Let's sit down and talk slowly."

Seeing Manager Liu's attitude, the people who came to eat felt a little more comfortable.

Otherwise, based on Master Liang’s attitude just now, he would have probably smashed the plate by now.

"Come on, come on, first I'll serve you a pot of jasmine tea, and then give each of you a plate of peanuts."

"Today's dish was cooked by our new chef. He may not have mastered the skills yet, so please bear with me. This tea and peanuts are our apology. Please take a break."

Seeing that Manager Liu was so cowardly, Master Liang felt a little unhappy.

"Manager Liu, these people might have been sent by others to cause trouble, why are you still giving them things!"

"If we do this, it will seem like we are giving in!"

Master Liang is a straightforward person and thinks that Manager Liu's behavior is actually a loss of reputation.

"Hey, stop talking. Let me ask you, who cooked this dish today?"

"It was cooked by Xiao Li and Xiao He. Even though they have only been cooking for a short time, the food they cooked was not as bad as they said. It is normal for the twice-cooked pork to not have a hollow shell. I think they are just looking for trouble on purpose." Master Liang said unhappily.

Manager Liu has seen a lot and is pretty good at judging people.

After observing them just now, he was basically sure that these dozen people were not in the same group.

As for the "dengzhanwo" in the twice-cooked pork, Manager Liu also knew what it was. The ones they had just put on the stove at Fengdeng Tower really couldn't cook it that way.

Master Liang and two other masters were able to fry it, but it was already past two o'clock and the masters had just finished their work, so they let the new apprentice do it.

I didn't expect such a mess to happen.

What these customers said was also true, the stir-fried liver and kidney and the twice-cooked pork were indeed not good, and using braised pork as stewed meat was even more unacceptable.

"Let Xiao He and Xiao Li practice more diligently in the future. It's our fault if the dishes are not cooked well. When guests come to eat, they are not allowed to complain if they are not satisfied with the food?" Shopkeeper Liu put away his smile and said seriously, "The jasmine tea and peanuts are charged to you in the kitchen."

"Also, send someone outside to check if the young man selling stir-fried vegetables has real skills."

Upon hearing this, Master Liang became even more unhappy: "It's fine if I deduct the money, but why would I go to that stall owner to learn the craft? I can't afford to lose face with him!"

Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant. I heard from them that the chef who runs the stall is not very old. If he really has such cooking skills, he must have a famous chef behind him."

"I asked you to go so that you can see if he is really capable. If he is, then try to dig him up in our Fengdeng Building. Twice-cooked pork and stir-fried liver and kidney are both Sichuan dishes, but Sichuan cuisine is not our strong point in Fengdeng Building. You should understand what I mean."

After hearing this, Master Liang thought for a long time before he said unhappily, "What if he doesn't want to come, or there is no such person at all?"

Shopkeeper Liu sighed helplessly. He always felt that there was a problem in the communication between him and Master Liang.

Master Liang’s craftsmanship is OK, but he is stubborn and straightforward in everything he does.

Manager Liu could tell from his tone that even if there really was such a chef cooking at a stall, Master Liang would not be willing to recruit him to Fengdeng Tower.

After all, a fight just took place across the air, and Fengdeng Tower did not benefit from it.

This has already damaged Master Liang's reputation.

"If he doesn't want to come, you can persuade him to set up his stall somewhere else. Master Liang, haven't you noticed that the business in the store has been getting worse in the past few days?"

"This has affected the boss's ability to make money!"

"Forget it, forget it. I'll go by myself." Shopkeeper Liu didn't want to waste any more words and decided to go and check out the situation himself.

A man who can cook Gao Shunzhun’s Sichuan cuisine at the age of 20 must be a talent, and he must have a good teacher behind him.

But how could a teacher of this level allow his apprentice to set up a stall?

Full of doubts, Shopkeeper Liu went out, turned right, and looked around along the roadside, but he didn't find the stall that the customer mentioned.

Ok?

no one?

What Shopkeeper Liu didn't know was that Chen Jun and his sister had already closed their stall and gone home, and were now at the entrance of the alley.

After wandering around for a few times, Shopkeeper Liu randomly found a vendor selling braised pork to ask about the situation.

In the end, he actually asked the question.

There is indeed a small stall selling stir-fried dishes, but it has already closed.

Shopkeeper Liu was cautious and inquired about what the stir-fry stall sold and what time it opened. He planned to come and take a look tomorrow.

On the other side, Chen Jun and his sister returned home, had a delicious lunch, cleaned up the pots and pans, and then went out to buy things.

The Chinese New Year is not far away, and Chen Jun plans to buy new clothes for his mother and sister so that they can have a good new year.

As a result, the two of them strolled around for almost three hours, but Chen Jun still didn't find a satisfactory clothing store.

"Brother, just make a pair of shoes. There's no need to make clothes. They're too expensive!" Although she was rich, Lin Yao was still reluctant to spend money like this.

In her opinion, clothes are new for three years, old for three years, and mended for another three years. It’s enough as long as they can be worn.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun smiled but said nothing. Just as he passed the entrance of an alley, he suddenly heard the sound of a bell in his ears.

Before he could react, a tricycle came out of the alley.

The speed was so fast, as if there was some urgent mission.

Chen Jun couldn't help but want to curse when he saw this, but when he caught a glimpse of the man riding the tricycle out of the corner of his eye, his expression turned strange.

"He Daqing? He Daqing, how do you ride a bike?"

Chen Jun shouted angrily.

But then I felt something was wrong.

According to the introduction in the TV series, He Daqing took the White Widow back to Baozhou and sent five yuan to the Sha Zhu brother and sister every month.

But how did I meet He Daqing in the old city?

Moreover, after he shouted, He Daqing didn't react at all and quickly disappeared on the street on his tricycle.

"Brother, are you dazzled? He Da ran away early in the morning. How could he be riding a tricycle in the city?"