The gourmet master on the tongue

Late night, old-fashioned restaurant.

Kaka, a Thai, is preparing the ingredients for the next day in the back kitchen. At this time, all the employees of the restaurant have already left work, so he is still working here.

After some busy work, he hid in a corner for a little rest.

He took out his mobile phone, opened the cooking video he found on the Internet, and watched it with relish.

In the video, a handsome chef who looks like a star is making a snack, which is fried with salted egg yolk and pumpkin strips.

This video was uploaded spontaneously by netizens, and there are many similar videos. Netizens commented that this snack bar called Yanran Xiaoguan sells different snacks every week, and each snack is super good eat!

Kaka thought that when he was free in two days, he had to go there to try something new, but he didn't know if the store manager would let him have a vacation.

He came to Huaxia Baohua City from Thailand last year to learn cooking. At that time, he went to many restaurants but no one was willing to accept him. Only the owner of Guwei Restaurant accepted him.

However, the agreed condition at the time was that he had to help out in the back kitchen with chores for a year before he could teach him cooking skills.

For this reason, Kaka has worked hard every day for the past year, and dare not even ask for leave, for fear that the boss will drive him away.

After watching for a while, he checked the time. He had already watched it for 5 minutes, and he couldn't watch it anymore. He had to work hard!

He hurriedly got up and went to the back alley, intending to go to the bathroom, and then came back to continue working.

When Kaka went to the toilet, Zhang Quandong, the owner and chef of Guwei Restaurant, and his apprentice He Liang walked into the back kitchen.

He Liang scanned, but didn't see Kaka's figure, and complained: "This guy, where did you go to be lazy?"

Zhang Quandong looked at the ingredients on the counter, and said with a smile: "He is still very diligent, you see it is so late, he is still in the back kitchen to prepare the ingredients."

He looked at the iron gate in the back alley, thinking that Kaka must have gone to the bathroom.

This kid from Thailand, among other things, is really hardworking!

He Liang's face changed slightly when he heard the master's tone: "Master, you don't really intend to teach him cooking skills, do you? He is from Thailand!"

Kaka, who came back from the toilet, was about to go back to the back kitchen. When he walked to the door and was about to open the door to go in, he just heard He Liang's words and subconsciously stopped his movements.

"How is it possible?" Zhang Quandong glanced at him, and then quickly looked towards the back door, with a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

"Then you said just now that he was diligent." He Liang said.

"Then he is really diligent!" Zhang Quandong said with a smile.

"However, master, he has been here for a year, and he said that he would teach him cooking after one year. What if he mentions it?" He Liang thought for a while.

Kaka's Chinese is not very good, although he has been working hard to learn Chinese in his spare time in order to learn how to cook.

Afraid that he might have heard it wrong, he carefully opened the back door a crack, and listened carefully with a solemn face.

"It's been a year so quickly!" Zhang Quandong pursed his lips.

"One person is worth three people, and he doesn't need a salary. With him, he can save a lot of money!" Zhang Quandong said.

The original condition was to only include room and board, without salary.

Kaka knew that the culinary skills were not easy to pass on to the outside world, and being an apprentice naturally required hard work, so she readily accepted.

"If you can procrastinate, just procrastinate. If you can't procrastinate, teach him a little bit every once in a while. Anyway, cooking skills can't be mastered in a day or two. Isn't it normal to spend three to five years getting started?" Zhang Quandong shrugged Said that in three to five years, a lot of wages can be saved!

When Kaka, who was hiding outside the door, heard these words, she felt angry, and subconsciously wanted to open the door and question Zhang Quandong face to face.

However, in the end he gritted his teeth and held back.

So what if you question him face to face, how can a person not bow his head under the eaves, let alone he is still in a foreign country.

In the back kitchen, He Liang nodded after listening to Zhang Quandong's words. If that Thai boy was allowed to do chores all day and had no time to practice cooking, even if he was taught a few tricks, it would take a long time to learn one and a half. Mode.

"Master, you are really good!" He Liang complimented.

"Actually, I still admire him very much. He is diligent enough. It's a pity that he is a Thai. How can we teach foreigners our cooking skills?" Zhang Quandong did not forget to make excuses for himself, with a serious face.

"Yes." He Liang nodded immediately.

Zhang Quandong has been staring at the door of the back alley, guessing that Kaka should come back, and said to He Liang: "Okay, let's not talk about this, I will go back first, and when Kaka comes back, you can ask him to hurry up too." Let's go back!"

"Understood, master." He Liang replied.

After Zhang Quandong left the back kitchen, Kaka came in through the back door.

He Liang glanced at him, and an inexplicable thought flashed in his mind, he probably wouldn't have heard what I said to the master just now, right?His Chinese doesn't seem to be very good.

Subconscious thoughts come and go quickly.

He Liang told Kaka: "You should move faster and pack up these ingredients quickly. I'm going to close the shop and go back to rest."

"Got it." Kaka nodded.

The next day, Kaka and Zhang Quandong resigned without any fuss or warning, they simply resigned and left.

Like most people who have been beaten by life, they have no time to quarrel, and just want to find a way out as soon as possible.

----

Baohua fashion magazine.

Editor-in-Chief's Office.

Qi Dongliang, editor-in-chief of the magazine, and his friend Ma Yue are drinking tea and chatting.

The subordinate brought the latest edition of "Baohua Fashion" to show Qi Dongliang.

"Editor-in-chief, this is the fashion of this issue, please take a look." The subordinate handed the magazine to Qi Dongliang.

Ma Yue joked: "Does anyone still read your magazine?"

Qi Dongliang glanced at him: "Of course, we have more readers."

"Many magazines now use electronic versions, don't you plan to improve?" Ma Yue said.

"Yes, half a year ago, the electronic version and the paper version were already in parallel. In a year or so, it is estimated that they will all switch to the electronic version." Qi Dongliang said.

"I thought your magazine was out of date!" Ma Yue said with a smile.

Qi Dongliang gave him a supercilious look, if the two of them hadn't grown up together, how could this guy be able to let this guy talk all the time.

Qi Dongliang flipped through the magazine in his hand for a while, then nodded: "Yes, it can be published."

As he spoke, he handed the magazine to his subordinates.

"Wait!" Ma Yue said suddenly.

Qi Dongliang looked at him suspiciously.

Ma Yue took the magazine and pointed to a line of headlines on the cover: "Authentic Baggage Burning—A Magical Snack Bar in the Food Street of South Campus."

"This South Campus Food Shop is the South Campus Food Street in Baohua City, right?" Ma Yue asked.

"Of course, what's the matter?" Qi Dongliang looked puzzled.

"Have you ever eaten this bag?" Ma Yue asked again.

"No, what's the matter?" Qi Dongliang became more and more surprised.

"Your title is wrong." Ma Yue said.

"What's wrong?" Qi Dongliang frowned slightly.

"In the whole of China, only two or three bags in the capital are worthy of the word [authentic]!" Ma Yue said solemnly.

"It's just a snack, isn't that an exaggeration?" Qi Dongliang felt a little funny.

"This baggy fire is a traditional famous dish in old Beijing. It was created by Yao Chunxuan and his wife. They opened a small shop called Ruiminglou, which specializes in selling this baggy fire. Good guy, it is famous all over the capital! Unfortunately, Later, when it was passed down to the second generation, it closed down due to poor management." Ma Yue said slowly.

Qi Dongliang looked at him with interest, closed down, what are you talking about authentic or not? ? ?

"I haven't finished yet!" Ma Yue rolled his eyes.

"Although Ruiming Building closed down, the recipe of this baggy fire has been passed down. The descendants of the Yao family sold this recipe to a chef surnamed Li, who later specialized in making this baggy fire.

Now those few houses in the capital that are really famous and can be called "authentic" are all descendants of that chef Li. As for the other bag fires on the market, they are all made by others themselves, and they have a false name. It's more than a star and a half! "

After Ma Yue finished speaking, Qi Dongliang looked at him helplessly: "So?"

"That's why you can't write indiscriminately in your magazine!" Ma Yue said firmly.

"Old Ma, it's just a snack. As for it? How many people know this story, and how many people can eat it?" Qi Dongliang laughed.

"I know! I can eat it! The world is so big, so naturally other people can eat it!" Ma Yue said firmly.

"Okay, okay, then I'll have someone change the title and delete the word [authentic], so it's all right?" Qi Dongliang said.

Ma Yue frowned slightly: "I'll read this article first, just wait."

After a while, Ma Yue finished reading the article, shook his head and said: "From the beginning to the end of this article, it is said that the shop's bag bag fire is very authentic, changing the title will not help!"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Qi Dongliang asked knowingly.

"Of course it is to remove this article! Otherwise, if someone sees it, why don't you laugh your ass off?" Ma Yue said.

Qi Dongliang took a deep breath helplessly. His friend is a glutton, and other things are fine, but when it comes to food, the seriousness is so serious that ordinary people really can't resist it!

Qi Dongliang thought for a while, then asked: "Are you sure that this authentic bag burning can only be found in the capital?"

"One hundred percent sure!" Ma Yue replied immediately.

Seeing that Qi Dongliang was very embarrassed, he said again: "Old Liang, let me tell you, don't think this is just a food article, but it was published in your magazine. Once people question it, it will definitely arouse their suspicion." If you have doubts about other contents of the magazine, readers will wonder whether the contents of this magazine are all made up, which will have a great impact on the credibility of your magazine..."

Qi Dongliang listened to his old classmates talking endlessly, from a simple food article to the future development of the magazine, he felt both helpless and funny in his heart.

Of course, what the old classmate said was not without reason.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Qi Dongliang said with a smile.

"Remove this article." Qi Dongliang ordered his subordinates.

After hearing this, Ma Yue said with a smile: "That's right, magazines must have their own attitude, and they can't post everything."

Qi Dongliang rolled his eyes at him, and said to his subordinates: "Let them speed up and re-typeset."

"Okay, editor-in-chief." The subordinate replied.

----

When the article is withdrawn, the manuscript fee will naturally be gone.

Zhang Zhangxin was very angry about this and strongly demanded to confront Ma Yue.

Since he has been working with Zhang Zhangxin for a long time, Qi Dongliang had no choice but to agree to let the two of them meet.

Ma Yue received a call from Qi Dongliang, and went there excitedly, talking about food with him, isn't that looking for abuse?

When he came to the editor-in-chief's office of "Baohua Fashion", Ma Yue said excitedly as soon as he entered the door: "Old Liang, who wants to confront me? Where is it? I'm here, call him over!"

Qi Dongliang looked at his excited state and rolled his eyes speechlessly: "He will be there in a while, please sit down first."

Then, Qi Dongliang warned worriedly: "Let me tell you, you should be more polite later on, don't talk to me like that, he is a contributor to the financial section of our magazine."

"Look, a person who writes about finance and economics, how can he know food? Thanks to you, he dared to go up." Ma Yue was unreasonable.

Qi Dongliang didn't bother to talk to him, so he simply didn't speak.

"By the way, what did you say about me talking to you just now? Haven't I always been kind?" Ma Yue looked at Qi Dongliang.

"You should be glad we grew up together, otherwise I would definitely beat you!" Qi Dongliang complained.

"Cut..." Ma Yue turned away arrogantly.

After waiting for about half an hour, Ma Yue became impatient and looked at his phone frequently.

"What the hell, what's the matter with this guy? He's been late for so long, is he coming?! If you don't dare to come, tell me at least!" Ma Yue said angrily.

Qi Dongliang was also a little speechless, he agreed to come over, but now half an hour has passed, why hasn't anyone arrived yet?

"No, I'm leaving!" Ma Yue said.

Qi Dongliang stretched out his hand and pressed a few times across the void: "Wait a minute, I'll call him to urge him."

Just as Qi Dongliang picked up the phone, Zhang Zhangxin walked in with a white bag.

"Cheng Xin, why did it take you so long to come? Is there a traffic jam?" Qi Dongliang asked.

"No, I went to the Food Street on the South Campus." Zhang Zhangxin replied.

"Go to the food street?" Qi Dongliang was a little puzzled.

Zhang Zhangxin raised the bag in his hand: "Aren't we going to discuss whether the bag is authentic today? You have to eat it to know?"

"Are you going to buy it?" Qi Dongliang came out from behind the desk.

Sitting on the sofa, Ma Yue looked at the bag in Zhang Zhangxin's hands and said with a smile, "You are right, you have to eat it to know." Let me wait for so long, I must show you some color later, let you Know how profound Chinese cuisine is!

Zhang Zhangxin looked at Ma Yue: "This must be Mr. Ma, right?"

"That's right, I'm Ma Yue." Ma Yue looked arrogant and nodded slightly.

"Then invite Mr. Ma to have a good taste!" Zhang Zhangxin walked over with a bag on fire.

Putting the bag on fire on the coffee table, Zhang Zhangxin gestured to Ma Yue: "Please!"

Ma Yue sneered slightly, reaching out to open the bag.

Qi Dongliang also walked over.

As soon as the burning bag containing the satchel was opened, the aroma sealed inside gushed out instantly.

Within three seconds, the office was completely enveloped in a burning smell.

Ma Yue's face changed slightly, the smell is so delicious?

Zhang Zhangxin noticed Ma Yue's expression, and felt a little proud. He didn't know if this bag fire was authentic, but he was sure that no matter how authentic the bag fire was, it would taste like this at most.

His understanding of food is the word [taste], what is authentic is not authentic, delicious is authentic!

Ma Yue picked up the bag and took a light bite.

What a charred outside and tender inside, what a meaty aroma, the taste of this sausage is no less than what he had eaten in the capital!