Jinghua little cook

While discussing the condition, what Wen Wan had been waiting for finally arrived, ten boxes of high-quality rice dumplings.

Lu Xiling glanced at it.

The noble blue double-layer suitcase, five boxes each in the shape of a gourd and a shape of a bodhi leaf, with layers of congratulatory messages bordered by gold powder, full of a sense of ritual.

It is simply to be exquisite and exquisite, and to have exquisite taste.

As we all know, high-end zongzi gift boxes are usually bought by people who don’t eat them, and those who eat them don’t buy them, and most of them are used as gifts.

It wasn't until the food box was sent to the carriage by the waiter in the shop that Lu Xiling withdrew her envious gaze.

The chicken blood has risen to another level.

Look at others, the order quantity is ten boxes and ten boxes per household!The cost is not more than a few pennies more than them, but the profit is huge!

"Thanks to the girl for helping me today, I will come to thank you in a gentle way someday."

The favorability value has also risen by one notch.

Lu Xiling has no resistance to a girl who is as gentle as water, especially if she is not only gentle, but also beautiful.

Bean Sprout's head shook like a rattle.

"I don't think so, I still think Ah Ling is more beautiful."

Lu Xiling pursed her lips happily.

In the end, it was the children who were too heavy on her filter.

Or is she really beautiful without knowing it?
Don't say this anymore, it's too narcissistic.

Back at their seats, Aunt Li and Liang Chen had almost eaten, and Lu Xiling counted the dishes on the table.

Confused.

Obviously only six dishes were ordered, but there were seven plates on the table.

Aunt Li said: "Just now the store said that today is a happy festival, so they gave each table an extra dish."

And this good thing?
Lu Xiling couldn't figure out what the leftovers in the liquidation were, so she asked Liang Chen. Although Liang Chen didn't know him, he remembered it as soon as the waiter told him.

"It's roasted yellow croaker."

Without the consent of Lu Xiling and A Niang, Liang Chen would not drink alcohol.

Today is special, it's a holiday, everyone comes out to celebrate, without wine, it will be less fun.

He had a chance to have a drink, and logically he shouldn't be drunk.

But he wasn't drunk, so why isn't his eyesight so good?
Why does Sister A Ling's face turn blue and white at times, just like the ones on the street who have changed their facial makeup.

On the way back, Lu Xiling didn't smile again.

In such a huge restaurant, the mind is as small as a sesame seed.

She didn't even dislike the plan of Beijing's No. [-] Xiankeju to copy her lottery brand, but she didn't expect that this one would be the first to run.

There is one dish in Twelve Reds that Lu Xiling doesn't like the most. There is no other reason for not liking it, but the pure meaning is not good.

Roasted yellow croaker, when the yellow croaker is braised, its body and eyes are also red, so it is also called jealousy in Twelve Reds.

How could a hundred-year-old restaurant not understand the implication?

He must have known that his peers were coming, and deliberately scolded himself.

This time, Lu Xiling's chicken blood was really pumped out, if there was more, the volcano would erupt.

Her chicken blood was full, and Lu Xiling even encouraged Liang Chen and Dou Sprout.

Dishes have always been her family's strong point, and she must continue to maintain it.

What needs to be improved most right now is the service!

Lu Xiling finally realized it, so what if the monkey ascended 500 years later?Haven't you been suppressed by Tathagata for 500 years?

The Buddha made a lot of money, and he sold the monkey backhand for a wave of benefits.

Finally, the monkey should be grateful to him.

His eyes rolled up to the sky.

This was the first time Dou Sprout saw Lu Xiling lose his temper.

"Am I out of proportion?" Lu Xiling shook her index finger and said, "No, I am fighting spirit high."

"The fairy aunt's family ran on us before, why didn't I see you so high-spirited back then?"

"Are the two comparable?"

In terms of scale and rank, there is a huge gap between Xiangu Bakery and Xiankeju.

Only one word "immortal" is similar.

After all, Xiangu Bakery is still timid, even when tearing her face apart, she acts in secret, and does not dare to face her family in the slightest.

Xiankeju is different.

Although he didn't intend to fight head-on with his family, maybe he felt that Yueling Restaurant was not worthy of fighting with them.

So their family directly treated her with contempt and contempt, which made Lu Xiling very upset.

"So what are we going to do now?"

Lu Xiling thought for a while.

It doesn't matter to Bean Sprout, as long as you behave properly, Aunt Li will teach her about it.

Liang Chen didn't talk about his cooking skills, but just to be on the safe side, Lu Xiling still decided to customize a set of special chef uniform and chef hat for him.

The chef's hat must be the kind that does not let a single hair fall.

Liang Chen understood Lu Xiling's good intentions for this move.

To be honest, he was quite shocked today, especially after hearing the name of the dish, Liang Chen couldn't hold back anymore.

I can't wait to spit out everything I eat.

He thought evilly: It's better to spit it out of those people's mouths!

There was a small flame burning in Liang Chen's eyes: Sister A Ling should have done this long ago!This is the energy again!

With motivation, Lu Xiling didn't entirely expect them to do things, she had to give something herself.

The most urgent task is to unlock [Fire Bud Silver Thread].

This dish is quite different from the previous recipes, it is the simplest and the most complex.

Lu Xiling has seen so many recipes, and knows that complex dishes are often from wealthy families, and this kind of simple but not simple dishes can be tasted by big men with less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

For example, Empress Dowager Cixi.

According to legend, this dish was inspired by this old man.

It can be seen how important it is to choose a spokesperson with traffic!
Therefore, Lu Xiling is determined to imitate the predecessors, and once it is made, it will be tasted by high-end guests.

His gaze was fixed on the little princess Bai Fengzhi.

Bai Fengzhi used bamboo chopsticks to remove the stir-fried bean sprouts on the table, and looked at Lu Xiling suspiciously: "That's it?"

Lu Xiling nodded.

"The princess will know it after one bite."

Bai Fengzhi shook her head: "Isn't it just bean sprouts? What's there to eat? Thanks to your promise to me yesterday morning, I will eat it tonight."

Unable to withstand Lu Xiling's scorching gaze, Bai Fengzhi stuffed a stick into his mouth.

Almost at the same moment when the skin of the bean sprouts burst, Bai Fengzhi looked at Lu Xiling in disbelief.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the aroma of ham in the fragrance, what's going on?
The bamboo chopsticks flicked a few more times on the plate.

Bai Fengzhi guessed: "Could it be fried with meat oil?"

Lu Xiling shook her head.

Bai Fengzhi could tell from the moment she put up an advertising sign in front of the store to ask the diners to guess the riddle.

This person just likes to sell tricks on dishes!
Last time, Bai Fengzhi asked her third brother for help outside the court, but this time she has no one to turn to, so she can only study by herself while eating.

After a while, she realized that something was wrong.

This weirdness comes from the taste of bean sprouts.

Just now she only paid attention to the taste, ignoring the strange feeling when her teeth collided.

The bean sprouts are crisp and tender, and should be sweet and moist in the mouth. Apart from this, there will be no other tactile sensations in the mouth.

But the bean sprouts on the plate are obviously not simple.

After being crispy and tender, it becomes dense, and the taste in the dense is exactly the smell of meat!
Lu Xiling narrowed her eyes and smiled, yes, there is only one truth.

Bai Fengzhi half opened her mouth.

No, no, no?

The bean sprouts, not much thicker than a needle thread, were actually stuffed with blood-red ham meat!