Song Tan Jishi

  In the truck body, two huge suitcases took up a lot of space. Duoduo and Xanthium were fine, but Daju jumped directly on top of the suitcases, lying there firmly, with his tail swinging leisurely—

  Obviously, the environment or not will not affect the happiness of the kitten.

   But Dabai is different.

   It is extremely difficult for its two flat flippers to support its fat body, and the electric tricycle often bumps twice due to the broken concrete road.

   And behind the slightly upturned buttocks, there was just enough room for maneuvering blocked by the suitcase.

  So that it was in a particularly irritable mood, flapping its wings all the way, screaming "goose goose goose—" and cursed. A pair of beady eyes stared fiercely at Qian Tianfu and his disciples who were far behind, as if they were going to go up and curse at any time.

  Through the rearview mirror, Jojo found that the new chef was far behind again, so he braked again and waited for them.

  My sister said she wanted to pick up someone, so it was only safe to lead them to the door of the house. When he came down, he saw Dabai's vicious look, and quickly patted the goose's head:

   "Dabai, don't talk nonsense, or my sister will get angry."

  Dabai: …

  It seemed to remember the fear of being grabbed by the neck again. At this moment, it folded its wings and squatted down aggrieved.

  At this moment, Qian Tianfu's apprentice Wang Xiaoshun is also asking his master:

   "Are we really going to work here?"

  There are so many restaurants out there offering high salaries and inviting chefs to go there, why did you choose this place? Even if it's too inconvenient to live here, isn't it?

  Qian Tianfu is a sentimental person. If his old club doesn't say anything, he has no plans to change jobs.

  But this time, the young young boss invested a lot of money, and it seems that he intends to let go of his hands and feet and do a lot of work. For this reason, the old building of the original restaurant has to be rebuilt - that is not the fast pace of shop decoration now, it is estimated that it will take a while.

  Honestly speaking, Qian Tianfu gave up his vacation and came here mainly to train his apprentice, and by the way asked him to learn a few more hands from Lao Song.

  As for those who go to work or not... ouch, isn’t it just cooking some big pots of rice, how difficult can it be?

  As for the salary of four thousand yuan—is he short of the four thousand yuan for his so many years of craftsmanship?

  Thinking back then, how fiercely he competed with Lao Song!

   As a result, with a bang, a head chef was parachuted in, and he was a western style chef.

  Of course, at that time Qian Tianfu also understood in his heart that the Western-style hotel structure, the other party is only the executive chef, and it is not that he has any objections to their craftsmanship.

   But I was young and vigorous back then!

  I thought that the two of us had been competing for such a long time, and everyone in the hotel knew about it, so why did we suddenly come by airborne without saying a word?

   Neither of them could swallow this breath, so they both resigned.

   Looking back now, I didn't misunderstand when I accidentally hit and left.

  People just look down on them who can only cook old-fashioned Chinese food—after all, they have been together for so many years, and no one knows who's temper. Airborne without even saying hello, obviously urging the two of them to leave on their own initiative.

  The boss tried every means to keep him when he was about to get a good reputation.

cut!

  After so many years, Qian Tianfu panicked when he thought of this matter. Now that the young boss is renovating the hotel, he is actually quite happy in his heart.

   After all, if you don’t change it, your business will really be robbed by the opposite one.

  No, the young boss anxiously asked him to rest for a few months, saying that the salary would still be paid. He didn't ask for salary, but he also promised not to change jobs, just to let him out.

   Now looking at this peaceful village, he couldn't help sighing:

   "I can understand Lao Song's feeling that he would rather stay in this dilapidated village."

  It was too quiet, too free. Without intrigue, life can be a little more comfortable.

   But it was only when he changed his mind that he saw the dilapidated concrete road with potholes in front of him, and he still couldn't help cursing again:

   "This old Song, what kind of mountains are you staying in?"

   After cursing, I heard a goose cry again!

  On the back of the tricycle, the fierce and unusually big white goose was still staring at them. The master and apprentice were silent for a moment, and they didn't dare to neglect their feet, so they could only follow quickly.

  Wang Xiaoshun also muttered: "This old goose is stewed in an earthen stove, it must be very delicious!"

  Qian Tianfu glanced at him: "Look at that goose, there is a car and a driver when you go out. Look at the two of us—returning the stewed goose in an iron pot, regardless of status, can you beat it and pay for two things!"

   Just stopping and going like this, Qiao Qiao finally completed this great task of picking up people and successfully parked the car in the yard.

   And Qian Tianfu walked into this country villa with his apprentice, his expression was much relieved.

   But before he could say a few polite words, suddenly his nose twitched, and he smelled something different!

  It is a thick rice fragrance mixed with traces of original sound and sweetness, which makes people know that this rice cake must have just been opened!

  Then there is a strong taste, but the faint aroma of tea eggs—strange, even when he cooked tea eggs before, he couldn’t produce such an obvious aroma?

   There is also the taste of egg fried rice cooked with chopped green onion and garlic sprouts, and the rich and sweet rice porridge...

  Damn it!

  At this moment, Qian Tianfu felt so excited that his hair was about to stand on end!

  He thought to himself, good old Song! After so many years of silence, he has actually practiced such a craft!

  Did his old money come here this time to take his own humiliation?

   Hateful! hateful!

  …

   At this time, the people who were sitting everywhere in the yard and working hard looked up and looked up. They were stunned for a moment, and then they became happy:

   "Ah, the new chef is here!"

  Song Sancheng ate fast, and had already carried the bucket up the mountain to feed the pigs and dogs. When Ulan just came out of the kitchen, she quickly put down the porridge bowl and greeted her enthusiastically—

   "It's Master Qian, isn't it, ouch! His cousin has been praising the child all the time, and I'm looking forward to it every day at home. This is what makes me look forward to it!"

   "Come, come, sit down and rest for a while. Have you eaten yet? This is the fresh rice cooked by my family. Come and taste it?"

   "Eat porridge or fried rice? Let's eat fried rice. The shallots and garlic sprouts just pulled out in the morning are very fragrant!"

   "And this rice cake, sweet and not greasy, delicious!"

   The name of this dish, Ulan, is clearly written in the most simple words, but it can be matched with the aroma, but it seems to be better than the chef in the hotel to describe it!

   Qian Tianfu and Wang Xiaoshun smelled the tangy aroma, and she arranged them to sit there almost like puppets.

  Afterwards, Qian Tianfu came to his senses, and his eyes gradually lit up—

   "That's right! This is not something that pure cooking skills can do, it's obviously because the ingredients are good!"

   What he said was half-cut, and Ulan didn't quite understand it, but she agreed with the conclusion.

  At this moment, he said proudly: "Isn't it? The vegetables, rice, fruits, etc. that our family grows, many people are robbing them. They taste so good!"

   "Master Qian, you are really right to come to our house."

   Recently picked up the plan of exercising again... It can only be said that there has never been such a wasteful time.

  I can’t finish writing tonight, and I will make up for it during the day tomorrow.

Good night.

  In addition, I saw many new friends reading my previous completed book. Here is a friendly reminder to everyone about the best order—

   "Mermaid" short story - "Ding Wei" - "Huai Xia" - "Chu River" - "Bai Lu".

   "Magic" is an hp fan, you can read it if you are interested.

   "Green Strange" is an early work with many bugs.

  The ending of "Kong Fang" is scribbled.