lying down

This question turned everyone's attention to Ouyang. Others didn't know it, but the surprise in the female chef's heart was no less than Ouyang's.

When he yelled "oil", she was already surprised enough. This turquoise liquid was exactly Renzi oil, and she had to spend a lot of effort to refine it from the lonely book of her late master.I don't want this sloppy young man standing aside to be able to tell the truth.This dish of "Binggubo" is also learned from the master's lonely book. According to the master's guess before his death, no one in Datang knew this dish, but this young man also knew it.

Is he also a master of this way?Or is his master also one of the best chefs in the world?

All kinds of doubts came to her mind, which made her lose her composure and blurted out to ask.

Ouyang grinned and was about to answer, but the old lady over there exclaimed: "Yu'er! Wulang, Qilang...you are all back!?"

The eight people walked through the crowd and came to the old lady. They all knelt down and kowtowed: "My child has met my mother (adopted mother)!"

"Good! Good! It's good to be back, get up and let my mother see!" The old lady was overjoyed when she saw the eight people.

This obeisance solved everyone's doubts, and everyone knew that the young man who made the sound turned out to be the son of the old lady in the restaurant.

The female chef stood in front of her stove and pondered for a moment, then regained her composure, and started walking towards her with her "Binggubu".

The old lady looked at her eight sons carefully, and let go of Yunniang and Chu Xiang. She had seen Wulang and Qilang's eyes constantly looking at the two daughters, so why did she want to prevent the reunion of the two pairs of mandarin ducks?He stroked the silver thread on his temples with his hand, and said with a smile: "My fellow countrymen and neighbors, the owner of this restaurant is my son Ouyang. I will leave it to him. Son, come and meet everyone!"

Ouyang nodded and took a step forward, turned around to face the crowd, put on a charming and uneasy smile, clasped his fists and said in a loud voice: "Boy Ouyang Yu has seen all the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! The boy thanked everyone for coming to join us. It’s such a grand event, I just hope that everyone will watch it wonderfully, eat deliciously, and have a good appetite, and when our restaurant opens, everyone will come to join us again!”

"sure!"

"That's natural!"

Of course, everyone would not pour cold water on it. They only looked at the situation and saw the unique skills of the two chefs. They will definitely come to this restaurant to have a real treat when it opens.Congratulations sounded from all directions.

Ouyang smiled and bowed to everyone, turned around and nodded to the fourteen chefs, motioning them to continue.

The 14 people had already put their special skills into plates and bowls, walked to the "public review" seat of ten people with their hands, and bent down to take a look at the ten men, women and children present one by one.On weekdays, they would never serve the diners in person like this, but today they are here for January 30 plus year-end dividends. Maybe they will be favored by the boss and get shares in the store. Such a good treatment is not to mention Jinyang, Even putting it in Chang'an is unheard of.

This is the first time that the stuffed pie fell from the sky, and it can be seen from the stuffed pie that the owner recognizes the chef's status and respects this profession.You must know that this era is an era when serious gentlemen stay away from cooking. If life is not forced, most people would not choose cooking.All kinds of reasons have already been figured out on the way they came here, and they don't need to be pointed out by others.Therefore, in addition to doing our best, we also have to go out to the "shop waiter" to personally serve the ten invited judges.

The first chef is from Liangzhou, Longyou Road. He cooks glutinous rice noodles and cured meat, which are all authentic family handicrafts. He does not seek exquisiteness, but delicacy.All the judges were happy and worried after eating, with mixed praise and criticism.And the second cook is from Quanzhou, Jiangnan Province. The hard work of the journey shows a thing or two. In the cold winter season, you have to take a boat halfway, and then change a carriage to go over the mountains and mountains. Li Jinlai, the younger brother, stood beside Ouyang and knew it like a treasure. The information was explained to Ouyang softly one by one.What he made were Hutou rice noodles and fish meal porridge, which are very local specialties. At this time, the ten judges all nodded after tasting it. Taste and eat as much as possible, with a look that is still unfinished.The chef from Quanzhou was very happy when he saw it, and couldn't help laughing silently.

All the chefs went through the scene one by one, putting a small amount of food on each person's plate, neither affecting the speed, nor afraid that the judges would be too full to judge the skills of the chefs behind.

When the ninth chef from Bingzhou brought up the sliced ​​noodles with marinated sauce, the ten people sitting there couldn't bear it any longer. Just looking at his technique just now, they knew that this chef was definitely not a mediocre person, and everyone was impatient. Put a few sliced ​​noodles into the plate, and eat them with chopsticks.

"good to eat!"

"It's delicious! Why haven't we seen such a good craftsmanship in Jinyang!"

As for the child judge, all he knew was that his mouth was full and he uttered a "woo woo".

Ouyang frowned, and said loudly: "Give me one!"

The pasta chef's eyes lit up when he heard this.This is the first time the owner of the restaurant tastes it himself, how can he not be happy?

He stepped forward in two steps in three steps, took a clean porcelain bowl himself, mixed the noodles and stew, and offered it with both hands.

Ouyang didn't take it, he first fetched a bowl of water to clean his mouth, then cleaned his hands with a wet towel, and then took it with both hands with a smile.

With just this action, the Bingzhou noodle chef was a little moved, which fully proved his conjecture on the way.Although the owner's family is young, they value the sliced ​​noodles they make so much that they have to clean their mouths and hands first, and accept the evaluation with both hands.This is respect, respect for this unique skill, respect for a cook with a humble social status.

Ouyang took the porcelain bowl and first watched it.Each sliced ​​noodle is half a finger long, the thickest part is less than half a centimeter, and the thinnest part is transparent, probably as thin as a few layers of paper.The length and thickness are extremely uniform, and the brine is also bright and eye-catching, and it is very colorful on the white pasta.

"Good!" Ouyang Weipin praised first, took the chopsticks and started eating.

When the noodle comes in, it is both fragrant and soft, like a fish swimming in its own mouth, very slippery.After chewing it for a few bites, Ouyang secretly sighed that he had a good taste due to the large change in thickness and uneven taste. After taking a few bites, he couldn't help but want to eat it like a cow chewing a peony, and eat it heartily.

Ouyang held back, and kept chewing the noodles and stewed noodles at a constant speed, fully enjoying the pleasure brought by the taste and texture.

"Okay!" Ouyang finished eating, cleaned his hands again, stared at the chef who was obviously much older than himself and asked, "Master, I want to ask you a question. In your eyes, what does this bowl of noodles represent?"

Ouyang praised twice, and asked again, which already attracted everyone's attention.This question was even more abrupt. It seemed to have nothing to do with today's game, but it seemed to be very meaningful.

The chef was also taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't want the young master in front of him to ask such a difficult question, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Master, I really don't know how to answer..."

"It's just, it's just that this sliced ​​noodles was handed down by my mother when she was alive. I didn't care about it at first, but I didn't start practicing until after my mother left. It's not for anything else, it's just a kind of miss for my mother. After a long time, every time The first time I make this sliced ​​noodles, I can always think of my mother's kindness to me, I think... this, this bowl of noodles represents more miss for my mother."

"Okay!" Ouyang smiled even wider. The chef's answer was beyond everyone's expectations, but the only thought was that he incorporated it into his later work. The answer was very simple, but it hit the heart directly.

Ouyang sighed three times, turned around and bowed to Mrs. Li Wang and said: "Mother, although I am the owner of this restaurant, I have to report to my mother tomorrow. I think this big brother is not to mention his craftsmanship, and his character is even better. I want to be hired on the spot!"

The old lady was already on the side, seeing everything that happened, smiling and nodding.

Only then did Ouyang turn around and bow, slightly bowed to the Bingzhou chef and said calmly: "If you don't dislike it, please submit in the small shop. The monthly salary is 15 taels, the bonus at the end of the year, and half of the dry stock. If you can stay here for a long time, [-]% Capped! After [-] years of work, you can retire for the elderly, and your monthly salary will be paid!"

"what?!"

"What?"

"Am I right?"

Ouyang didn't say a word, everyone was stunned.A sentence was like a sledgehammer hitting continuously, it stunned everyone, almost going crazy!

The monthly salary of ten taels is nothing more than a year-end bonus!It's still half a dry stock!The most astonishing thing is that, after 15 years of not doing it, he was actually given a monthly salary of ten taels of silver to support him until the end of his life!

Everyone's expressions had become rigid, and some subconsciously went to pick out their ears, thinking that they had heard the Arabian Nights.

Ouyang looked at the expressions of everyone, and sighed secretly in his heart, he just copied the pension from his previous life here, and everyone would go crazy if he didn't want to.This was just the most common welfare system in the previous life, but it caused a big earthquake in the hearts of Tang people.

The reason why he presents this system now is to tell everyone that he values ​​them and that he is thirsty for talents; Gathering, but also blessing everyone at the same time.

Ouyang looked at the people who were still standing still, and shook his head with a wry smile. If he continued to be so stiff, the special dishes of the five chefs behind would be cold.

He was about to make a sound, but he didn't want the pasta chef in front of him to "snap" his hands together, with tears rolling in his eyes, and said: "When my mother was alive, I said that there is a boss who can care for you in this world. I have never seen it in six years. I don't want to." I can see you today! A certain Jiang boy is willing to work in a restaurant for the rest of his life, until he dies!"

Ouyang laughed loudly, helped Jiang Tong up and said, "Just do it with confidence! The good days of our restaurant are not far away, and someone is going to seek the number one in the Tang Dynasty, let's help each other!"

Most of the chefs next to him were stunned, and they didn't know what to say with all kinds of feelings in their hearts.