So cool!I become the richest man in the dynasty by food

An Yi shoots snails very quickly.

Unlike Yuxi and the others, it took a long time to shoot.

She bangs twice, and the meat separates from the shell.

Soon I got a bowl of snail meat.

At this time, the meat was not stained with oil. An Yi took the oil and chili from the snail bowl and poured it into the bowl, rolled it a few times, and passed it between the two old people.

"Mother-in-law, auntie, try it. If it tastes good, I'll sell it in a restaurant."

Grandma Fan, who was patting the snail meat hard, widened her eyes when she saw so many bowls of meat.

She looked at An Yi, then at her grandson.

Those two boys don't know how to shoot snails, and they dare not eat snails with their hands.

She glared at her grandson, and then put the snails back into the bowl, when the maid behind her saw a towel coming.

"Madam Fan, here you are."

Grandma Fan didn't react for a while, but her grandson motioned for her to take the towel.

Wiped his mouth and wiped his hands.

"Linglong, bring a basin of water and wash Mrs. Fan's hands."

Linglong pouted when she heard this.

"Give you."

When he came back, his speech was also extremely loose.

An Yi looked at it and frowned, "Linglong! Where did your mouth go? When you speak, the voice is so low that we young people can't hear it. How can you let Mrs. Fan who is so far away from you hear it?"

"Madam calm down, the servants are afraid of disturbing your meal, so they speak in a low voice."

Holding the basin, Linglong walked up to Grandma Fan, bent down, and lifted the basin: "Old Madam Fan, this is fragrant soap and this is water. Your hands are stained with oil, wipe them with soap, and then wipe Just put it in the water and wash it off."

Grandma Fan nodded, but she was old and had a bad memory, so her first step was to get the towel next to the sink.

Fan Jun hurriedly stopped him, and then washed his grandma's hands step by step according to the steps the maid said just now. At this time, another maid came over with a towel.

"thanks, thanks."

Grandma Fan wiped her hands before taking the bowl and chopsticks.

"Come, come, let's try Yu Niang's handicraft." The old lady smiled and picked up a piece of snail meat, and after a long time of mental construction, she took a bite.

In an instant, his eyes widened.

Grandma Fan saw her heart beating wildly, she was really guilty, she knew not to take it, and now Grandma Yuxi was upset.

"Delicious."

Grandma Fan is different from the old lady.

She thought it was delicious, and immediately greeted everyone: "Niang, Xi'er, it's delicious, it's so delicious, everyone, eat quickly."

"grandmother."

Fan Jun thinks grandma Wang Po is selling melons and boasting.

"Both of you, hurry up and taste it, Ni'erniang is so good at cooking, this dish is really delicious, it doesn't have the smell of the snail, but a very fragrant and delicious dish. "

Fan Jun and Yu Yan looked at each other, and then they put their chopsticks into the snail.

"Eating snails tastes delicious only if you pat them with your hands. If you eat them like this, it's tasteless. Hurry up, you're welcome, and pat them with your hands."

After the old lady finished eating the snail meat that An Yi took, she lifted her sleeves and put several snails in the bowl: "That's right, grab it with your hands. We are all members of our own family, so there is no need to be so coy, everyone is open-minded." eat."

"Yes."

The old lady said so, and the person who watched Grandma Fan sucking the snail just now and then took the snail did the same after eating the first snail.

The snails are delicious, and everyone picks up the mussels naturally.

Fried mussels are different from snails.

An Yi felt that eating snails had to be shelled to have a taste, while mussels were shelled and then fried.

So after eating a large plate of snails, everyone washed their hands and ate river mussels and other dishes, but the snails still couldn't be forgotten.

"Grandma, do you think these two dishes can go to a restaurant?"

An Yi pointed to the fried mussels and snails on the disc.

"Yes, yes." The old lady and Grandma Fan said in unison.

Fan Jun also said: "Auntie, they are fried snails. How do you make the snails so tender and tender?"

Grandma Fan slapped the back of her little grandson's hand hard: "It's all meat, why is the meat fried in restaurants better than our own? It's all a secret recipe! If you asked about the secret recipe, would you still sell it in restaurants like this? If the secret recipe Leaked out, is this still a special dish of the restaurant?"

Fan Jun nodded, "Grandma, I understand."

He just wanted to quarrel and eat at home, but he didn't talk about it, it was a secret recipe after all.

An Yi took the remaining snails and mussels to the restaurant, and taught the chef the secret recipe together.

As soon as the restaurant's new dishes came out, the head chef of the opposite restaurant instantly became furious.

"what happened?"

"Why are there any new dishes on the opposite side? Why are they so powerful? Every time we are about to defeat them, they have new dishes. Are they deliberately against us?"

An Jiu's main chef was furious.

The cook said cautiously: "I heard that this time they made fried snails, fried mussels, and mussel porridge. Anyway, they are new dishes that are made by adding these two things in."

"What?!" the chef scolded angrily, "Do you have any brains? What does snail taste like? Haven't you ever eaten it? It's just the smell of mud and smell. Who would eat it?"

Help cook: "I heard it's delicious."

Chef: "It's delicious, delicious, why don't you eat it? Who hasn't seen snails, who hasn't seen mussels? It rained recently, we bought so many fish, plus wild vegetables, the number of customers is booming, now Fortunately, you told me that there are snails and mussels on the opposite side of them. Who hasn't seen these things? Do you believe them? Are they delicious?"

"Delicious." The chef muttered in a low voice.

"It's delicious! Now, find someone to buy me a bowl across the street, and see if it's delicious."

The chef took out a basket from behind and carefully opened it: "Boss, as soon as we heard that there was a new dish across the street, we asked someone to buy one and come back. You can try it."

When the chef heard this, his eyes turned cold.

But still with a dark face, let Rang take one for him to taste.

The helper carefully took out a piece of snail meat, and the head chef just ate it, and his eyes widened instantly.

"How could this be?"

"It's all fried snails. Why do our snails smell bad?"

The chef touched his nose and whispered: "Boss, if I didn't know how to make delicious food, they wouldn't be arguing."

The chef fell silent.

Slowly eating the snails in the opposite building, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "I asked you to find some people to look for on the opposite side?"

Helping the cook rub his nose, lowering his head: "Boss, Shanzhen Building seems to have no shortage of people, and he said that he has no plans to recruit people in recently."

"Well! Keep an eye on it. As long as they want someone, you can find someone. Strangers go in and find that house for me."

"Yes."

On the other side, Shanzhen Building, An Yi was sitting by the window of the restaurant, and saw the people in the opposite building throw snail shells on the ground.

"Shopkeeper Wei, what's the name of their chef?!"