self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 32

"What are you doing deliciously? It's so delicious." An Zihe poked his head in: "Fried dumplings, what stuffing? Don't tell me first, let me guess." He pinched one and stuffed it into his mouth. He inhaled hotly, and took a long time to swallow it. Seeing An Ran looking at him, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Well, I ate too fast, and I didn't have time to taste it. I can definitely taste this." The first time it was not hot, I started to eat, chewing slowly.

After a while, he said: "It's eaten, there is pork."

Seeing An Ran roll his eyes, An Zihe smiled and said, "Is there no pork?"

An Ran said angrily: "If you can't even eat the meat, then you should go see the doctor. Whatever it is, eat yours."

An Zihe was happy: "Don't underestimate me, maybe you forgot that I am the head manager of the restaurant, even though I don't need to cook, I have to know what to serve to the guests, just listen, let me tell you Here you are, this fried dumpling contains meat, good pork belly, water chestnuts, sesame oil, and the most important thing..."

An Ran raised her eyebrows and looked at him, a little in disbelief that he could guess the last thing.

Seeing her gaze, An Zihe couldn't help laughing: "You don't believe that I can eat it? Well, why don't we make a bet, if I can tell the last thing, I will win, if I say something wrong, you will win, how?"

An Ran snorted: "Boring." She went out with fried dumplings, put them on the small table under the grape arbor, sat down and ate porridge.

An Zihe sat down opposite her, and said with a smile, "Why don't you dare to bet with me, for fear of losing to me?"

But An Ran said: "What's the bet?"

An Zihe's eyes lit up: "The bet is the capital of your restaurant, how about it?"

An Ran was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

An Zihe: "Don't you want to go out and open a restaurant, but are you afraid that you won't have the capital? I do. If you win, when you go out, I will give you the appearance and the capital, and I promise to help you cook properly."

"So what if you win?"

An Zihe laughed: "If I win, you have nothing to lose. The restaurant will be allowed to open, and the owner must be me. If you count the cook I hired, I will give you half of the profit of the restaurant, which is counted as a bonus. Similarly, you are not allowed to give up halfway, and you need to stay with me for at least five years."

Seeing her frowning, she said again: "Don't worry, I just said that you must stay in the restaurant, and it will not restrict your freedom. Besides, don't you want to go outside and have a look? Instead of being a cook for others, it is better to cook for yourself. When we make money, you can open a restaurant wherever you want, just like Anji Restaurant. In this way, you can earn money without delaying your eye-opening. If you want to know the eating habits, characteristics of ingredients, and cooking know-how of a place, there is no better way than to integrate into the local area. When a restaurant becomes famous, it will naturally attract local famous officials. Most of these famous officials are old foodies. Wouldn’t it be twice the result with half the effort to contact these people.”

An Ran looked at him deeply: "I don't know that you have such a great kindness. What good does it do you? Could it be that you are really Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who wants to save all living beings."

An Zihe's eyes flickered: "You girl is good at everything, but there is one thing that is not good. She is suspicious and always subconsciously guards against me. There is one thing that I can't figure out to this day. What is wrong with me that makes you like this? Always be on guard."

As he spoke, he sighed: "It's okay to tell you the truth. Being in charge is not a long-term solution. Didn't you just persuade me to find a way out? Now that I have figured out a way, you are suspicious, but let me How?" Sighing with dejected helplessness.

An Ran didn't feel a little guilty, she was really on guard against him, mainly because of the previous incidents, she subconsciously felt that this guy was not a good person.

Thinking about it now, it was indeed a bit too much, and the matter was over as soon as it was said, and it would seem petty to be like this. Moreover, it cannot be denied that An Zi's words really moved her.

Wanting to go out for a walk is easy to say, but it is not easy to do. This is not the modern age. If you are in the modern age, you can go anywhere with a bag on your back. Whether it is a deep mountain, an old forest, or a wasteland or desert, you can go anywhere with a bag.

And this is ancient times, the fastest means of transportation is a horse-drawn carriage. If you want to go to Jiangnan Capital, you must take a boat for at least a month, and the most realistic thing is money. You can earn money by working as a cook. Must be safe.

Moreover, I am not a well-known chef, and I don’t want to use the name of a chef to show off. The job I can find is a cook in an ordinary small restaurant, and such cooks are usually part-time odd jobs or waiters, basically working all day long. I'm working, so I don't have time to go out.

If what An Zihe said can be realized, and I open a restaurant with him, even if the boss is him, I can get half of the profit, which is equivalent to the second boss.

The restaurant An Zihe mentioned, since it can attract famous officials and gourmets, naturally it will not be too small, and it will not be as good as Anji Restaurant, and it is not too far behind. There should be many people in the back kitchen, and I will be the boss In the kitchen, deploy staff to divide the work, supervise the quality of the dishes, and occasionally go to the stove. In this way, you will have a lot of time to go out and learn more about the local eating habits, special dishes, and cooking skills, so as to gain something for yourself.

Undoubtedly, if this matter comes true, it will save a lot of trouble and allow me to study cooking without any worries. It's only five years, why five years?An Ran asked suspiciously.

Judging from the conditions offered by An Zihe, it is completely unnecessary to add a five-year deadline. Even if he is the boss, he is the head chef with a dividend. It can be said that if this matter is completed, he will find a source of income , such a good thing, you can't even ask for it, and you are crazy to refuse to agree, so why add a five-year deadline?
But An Zihe laughed: "The reason why I added five years is my selfishness. Do you want to do business? You have to say ugly things first. Now that you are penniless, you naturally think it's okay to be in my restaurant. In the future, you will be famous and become famous." If you are a well-known chef, at that time, naturally many people will come to invite you with thousands of dollars. Although, I don’t think you are the kind of girl who sees money, but I’m afraid of it. After all, gold and silver are charming eyes. Money is touching, I always find a way out for myself, I think I can earn some money in five years, so you leave the picker and leave, at most close the restaurant, go back to Jizhou and buy a few acres of land to be a farmer, no As for people living on the streets with nothing but money.”

An Ran couldn't help but snorted and laughed: "It seems that people and wealth are not used in this way, and, no matter what, you can't live on the street."

Anzi and hehe laughed and said, "That's not certain. There is a saying that was 30 years in the East and 30 years in the West. Life is impermanent, and wealth is only a fleeting moment. Don't look at the delicacies of mountains and seas today. You can't tell. You may even beg for food tomorrow." Hanako is not as good."

An Ran was stunned. Although An Zihe's words were somewhat negative and pessimistic, they made a lot of sense when he thought about it. Taking himself as an example, a few months ago he was the heir of An Kee, a top chef, but now he is a chef in An's house. The little girl is still a sad girl who crawls on the bed, so it can be seen that life is indeed impermanent.

Just as she was in a daze, she suddenly heard An Zihe urging her: "What's the bet, should you?"

An Ran came back to her senses: "This bet is not bad for me at all, as long as you think it through, you know, you are now the manager of An Ji Restaurant, and you are related to the old man, as long as you are in Jizhou Mansion, you, An Zi, will always be with you." If you are decent, you may not be able to go out, so you'd better think about it again."

An Zihe nodded: "That's what it sounds like, but you're right, always find your own way out, and a man should have his ambitions in all directions, not just in front of him. If you have a career, you will live up to your seven-foot body." The words were sonorous and powerful, with great enthusiasm, and even An Ran didn't feel infected by him, as if he saw the flat and spacious avenue not far away.

But suddenly An Zihe said: "Since you and I both agree, shouldn't we make a contract?"

An Ran was stunned, contract?Not at all, although An Zihe's emotions were agitated, but An Ran still felt that it was a bit of a fuss to make a contract because of this little thing.

Obviously An Zihe didn't think so. When An Ran was stunned, he had already found a pen and paper, wrote two contracts, and took out a small seal from his bosom, printed it on it, pushed it to An Ran, and signaled her to sign it.

It was written in quite detail, especially the period of five years was marked, and there was a small seal of An Zihe at the end. An Ran looked at it carefully and couldn't help asking: "Who is Jingzhi?"

"It's my name." An Zihe didn't forget to urge her while speaking: "Write your name, the bet is done, and I can guess the last filling of this fried dumpling."

An Ran suddenly felt that it was funny, no matter how you think about it, this matter is like a child's play, but An Zihe insisted on signing a contract, since he signed it like this, he signed it, anyway, he would not suffer any disadvantages.

Thinking about it, he took a pen to write down his name, and as soon as he finished writing, An Zihe took it over, looked at it with some disgust and said, "The handwriting is really ugly."

An Ran blushed, displeased: "I'm a cook, it's good if I can read and write, don't you expect a cook to become a master of calligraphy, and besides, how ugly?"

Although her handwriting is not as good as Lin Xinger's, it's not too bad. It's just that she is not used to writing brushes. What's more, traditional things like brushes and calligraphy are mostly used for self-cultivation, which is no longer a necessary skill.

The reason why Lin Xinger's calligraphy is so good is because her family has inherited Chinese medicine from her family. Chinese medicine needs to prescribe prescriptions. Since the day Lin Xinger was able to prescribe prescriptions, she has used brushes. She is a cook, okay?

Seeing her angry face, An Zihe couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not that your handwriting is ugly and unreadable, it's just that it's weak and limp, and your handwriting is a facade, so you have to be able to get it out, so you don't have time to look back." I teach you."

An Ran curled her lips: "You'd better guess the last stuffing, if you can't guess, according to the contract, it's nothing for you to open the restaurant."

"What's so difficult about it? There are dried radishes in this fried dumpling, am I right?"

Ever since he started talking about opening a restaurant, An Ran suspected that he knew about it, but when he really said it, he was still a little surprised. The fried dumplings with preserved vegetables are seriously a Chaoshan dim sum. The preserved vegetables are local dried pickled radishes. It is similar to that of children, wash the radish, put it in the sun, take it back at night, surround it with bamboo thatch, sprinkle salt, and compact it with stones.Exposure to the sun again the next day, and repeat until the radish is dry and flat.

In the north, it is often cut into strips or sprinkled with five-spice noodles, and eaten with porridge. I came here to eat porridge, but I just thought of this fried dumpling with preserved vegetables, so I took it and chopped it up and put it in the dumplings.

Using pickled radish strips as stuffing is Chaoshan's practice, and most of the people in the north don't know about it. I don't want An Zihe to be able to eat it, so An Ran couldn't help saying: "You really have a good tongue."

An Zihe shook his head: "That's right, it's not that my tongue grows well, it's that I ate it once before, and the taste was different, so I remembered it."

An Ran looked at him curiously: "Have you ever been to the Chaoshan area?"

An Zihe shook his head: "I've never been to Chaoshan, I've stayed in Fuzhou for a while."

An Ran nodded, no wonder he was able to eat it. Thinking about it, she couldn't help asking curiously: "Where else have you been?"

An Zihe picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a bowl of tea, took a sip, "I've been to so many places." An Ran really couldn't understand the complacent look: " Just brag, the cows are dead, you are a scholar who is studying, how can you have time to go around?"

An Zihe raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles? If you don't believe me, let me tell you, I have been to the south of the Yangtze River, the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is the best, the willows are like silk, and the spring rain on the bridge... "

Listening to his eloquent talk, An Ran had the feeling of getting to know this person again. The previous frivolousness was almost wiped away, replaced by his extensive knowledge. This person was not as shallow as he thought at first. The world speaks wittily and has something to say.

An Ran suddenly felt that what was rumored outside might be credible. With such a handsome appearance, coupled with rich knowledge and extensive knowledge, this man is indeed quite outstanding. It is too easy for such a man to like him, even she began to yearn for the one in his heart. The world, I want to see where he has walked, to experience and find the stories he has experienced.

Because they found a common topic, the two chatted quite speculatively until late at night, when An Zihe left, An Ran actually felt a little bit reluctant, and An Ran still felt a little inexplicably disappointed when he didn't see An Zihe in the next few days.

But a few days later, An Ran finally knew why An Zihe didn't come. The annual cooking competition in Jizhou Prefecture started. When An Ran heard An Shou's talk, she almost thought she was wearing it back, and said in amazement: "The cooking competition ?”

An Shou smiled and nodded: "Five years ago, the emperor got interested somehow, and ordered the Ministry of Rites to hold an imperial cuisine competition, so that the royal chefs in the palace would show off their unique skills. Concubines, princes, princes, officials of the court, all officials above the fourth rank were all allowed to enter the capital, and a three-day imperial banquet was held in the palace. Just hearing about it, you can tell how magnificent the scene is. Speaking of which, you The master, Mr. Zheng, was still the head chef of the imperial cuisine at that time, but because of the imperial banquet five years ago, your master competed with another imperial chef to try his cooking skills."

As he said that, he paused: "Later, our Eldest Master invited the Old Master back."

An Ran knew that An Shou was out of consideration for herself, and it was not good to mention the matter of her master's defeat back then. The master never allowed the two senior brothers to mention this matter, which made her confused. Now that she heard what An Shou said, she realized that there were such antecedents.

An Shou said: "After the imperial chef competition, Long Live God issued an edict that every year from now on, a few imperial chefs must be selected from the people to enter the palace, and the dishes in the imperial dining room are too single and cannot be innovated. The cooks have opened a road to the sky, and those cooks will try their best to find a way to enter the palace. After all, as long as they become an imperial chef, even after a few years, it will be different when they come out again, with the imperial chef's hat on their heads Hold on, you don't have to worry about it in this life. Later, a eunuch in the palace took bribes and forced people to death, and stabbed him in front of the Long Live Lord. Long Yan, the Long Live Lord, was furious, and ordered the eunuch to be beheaded, and then handed over the matter to the states. The government yamen, let the state government yamen recommend candidates to go up, if someone makes a mistake, he will be dismissed from office, and the whole family will be in trouble."

An Ran couldn't help nodding secretly, although the emperor is a foodie, he is also considered a wise king, and he is extremely smart, knowing that selecting the imperial chef is a lucrative position, anyone who wants to make a profit, is not afraid of it, after all, from the emperor From the point of view, if the water is clear, there will be no fish. No matter what dynasty, it is impossible to find an official who is not greedy. If he is not greedy, it may not be a good thing for the emperor.

As long as it is within the scope of the emperor's control, it's okay to be petty, but you have to show your bottom line first and let the officials below act at their discretion. Therefore, the emperor naturally hopes that his imperial chef will be skilled enough to make amazing delicacies to satisfy his appetite.

Therefore, if the matter is handed over to the state government and selected layer by layer, it will inevitably be tricky, and it will not be too much if it is related to the black hat on the head and the lives of the whole family. You must have real skills.Cooking skills are not fake, even if you accept bribes, you will choose between similar cooks, and the judges are very important.

Thinking of this, I am a little curious about the process of this ancient culinary competition. Modern Anran has participated in many culinary competitions. From the beginning, he competed below, and later became a heavyweight judge. He is quite familiar with modern culinary competitions , but how to compare it in ancient times, I really can't think of it.

An Shou glanced at her: "It's a pity that Miss An is from our house, otherwise, if she can participate, the girl must be the winner in the end."

"Uncle Shou can praise An Ran, how big is the Jizhou Prefecture, and how many cooks there are, An Ran's skill is really nothing."

"Girl, don't be modest. In fact, private chefs in various mansions can also sign up. After all, if you win, you can represent Jizhou to Beijing."

An Ran asked curiously, "Will you be able to be an imperial cook if you enter Beijing?"

An Shou shook his head: "If it's really that easy, imperial chefs are not uncommon. How many state capitals do we have in Dayan? Each state capital has three quotas. You can calculate how many there are. If so many chefs enter the palace, it is estimated that The imperial dining room doesn’t even have a place to stand, so it’s natural to compete with each other. Three people will be selected, and they will compete with the imperial chef next spring. The winner will inevitably enter the imperial dining room, and the emperor will also reward them. It will take three years to get a chance, and he is a scholar, so he should honor his ancestors, but cooks also have such an opportunity, can they not break their heads, so the culinary competitions in various state capitals are very lively every year."

"Can anyone sign up?"

"How is it possible? If anyone can sign up and everyone can try their luck, it won't be a mess. It takes a chef with real skills."

"How do you know who has the real skills?" An Ran didn't understand, there was no chef's qualification exam, license, etc., could she tell, or did she try dishes one by one.

An Shou said with a smile: "What's the problem? Although the Jizhou Mansion is not small, the cooks who are really capable are either working as private cooks in various mansions, or working in major restaurants. There are several restaurants in our Jizhou Mansion. There are only four restaurants, our Anji Restaurant, Shunfu Tower in the south of the city, Jixiangju in the west of the city, and Liuxiangfang in the north of the city. The chefs in these four restaurants are naturally well-known. Who wouldn’t want to have an imperial chef in their own mansion, and if they had this opportunity, they would naturally not let it go, so private chefs from other mansions would also sign up.”

An Ran: "So, our An Mansion is also in it?"

An Shou nodded: "That's natural, it's fine elsewhere. This Jizhou Mansion, our Anji Restaurant is the first one. Last year, two of the top three in Jizhou Mansion were the chefs of our restaurant. Chang Geng, and the other one is Chen Ergou, the private cook in the magistrate's mansion."

An Ran let out a chuckle: "Why is it called such a name?"

An Shou: "If the family has money for their studies, who will learn to be a cook? The poor can't afford to eat, so they expect their children to learn some crafts. Being a cook can at least make them full, so they entered this industry, Chen Ergou There are four brothers in the family. I couldn't think of a good name, so I called them Dagou Ergou, Sangou and Sigou from the oldest to the youngest. After ten years of cooking, he has cooked good southern dishes. In Jizhou, apart from the two senior brothers of the girl in our house, his skills are the only ones, but if he compares with the girl, he is far behind."

In the end, he was not allowed to flatter An Ran.

An Ran guessed that the two senior brothers would not sign up. She could see that the master was tired of fighting, and even the cook couldn't avoid it. wrist.

Although I didn't see the master cooking with my own eyes, but from the experience the master told me, I can also know that the master's culinary skills are so good that it is difficult to find a rival. The number one chef in the world back then was not in vain.

And as a cook, I want to go to this culinary competition in Jizhou Prefecture no matter what. Unfortunately, I am not free, but I am free. I am afraid that such a competition will not be able to get ahead.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of someone, An Zihe, yes, he is the manager of Anji Restaurant, tell him, it shouldn't be difficult to find a nearby place, but if he doesn't come, don't What can the court do? Go find him by yourself, yes, just go to him.

Thinking about it, I can't wait, just in time for tomorrow's rest, so I won't be lazy in other courtyards, I told An Shou to go to Jizhou City while the morning was cool, and took a bullock cart to the city on the official road It was not yet noon when we wandered into the city.

An Ran gave some money to the driver, only to remember that there are four restaurants in An Ji, where can she find An Zihe?What's more, the culinary competition is coming soon, so it may be busy, maybe An Zihe is not in the restaurant at all.

An Ran stood at the gate of the city for a while, then thought of someone, Zhu Zi, why don't you ask Zhu Zi first, thinking about it, she ran towards the east of the city.

She is not the chef of a restaurant now, so it is wrong to enter the back kitchen rashly, so she wants to enter through the front door, find a clerk she knows, and call Zhu Zhu out, but she does not want to, but encounters a small trouble, the clerk in front of the door will not let her in .

An Ran didn't work in the restaurant for many days, and most of them stayed in the back kitchen, and returned to her mother's house when she was done. The people she came into contact with were the people in the back kitchen and the food delivery guy, and there was An Zhi. A few faces are familiar, but the two guys guarding the gate today are unfamiliar faces.

She only took one look at An Ran, then stretched out her hand to block her way: "Little girl, have you gone to the wrong place? If you want to eat noodles, go to the old Zhao's noodle stall. But Anji Restaurant." As they said that, the two couldn't help sweeping their eyes at Anran, with a bit of malicious intentions.

An Ran frowned, An Zi and this manager are really not good, this kind of guy can still be left outside, you must know that welcoming guests outside the gate looks easy, but it is very important, if it leaves a bad impression on the diners If you have a good impression, no matter how good the inside is, no matter how exquisite the dishes are, you will never come back for a second time. After all, people come to the restaurant for dinner, and they didn't say they were unhappy.

Seeing that An Ran didn't move, the two guys became a little impatient. One of the guys stretched out his hand to push An Ran. mud.

The other guy saw that his companion suffered a loss, and pointed at her: "You girl dare to come to our Anji restaurant to find trouble, maybe you are tired of working, and I have to teach you a lesson today." Called over.

Those who fight with girls are scumbags, An Ran was about to give him a kick, when he suddenly saw An Zhi running out, remembering that this is An Ji Restaurant after all, it would not be nice to make a fuss, so he took a few steps back and called Manager An .

The guy didn't look back, he didn't know that An Zhi was here, and when he heard An Ran calling for the manager, he thought it was a fool, and rolled up his sleeves: "You girl, don't scare me with the manager, tell you, if the manager doesn't come, it's fine, come on." You girl, just wait for your bad luck, I have to send you girl to the yamen to be beaten to death..." Before he could finish speaking, he was lifted by the neck from behind, and he felt a slap coming down, and there was a slap Played a face full of flowers.

An Zhi is so angry, he made a mistake, and a big accident happened. These two guys are newcomers, they are the nephews of the old grandson. Yes, thinking that the work in the back kitchen was tiring, the old grandson treated himself to two more drinks before placing the two of them outside to welcome guests. It was only the first day today, so he offended this aunt first.

Is this aunt who can be offended by ordinary people? Isn’t she rushing to smash her own job? The more she thinks about it, the more she gets angry, and she slaps her backhand again. The guy who hit her has stars in front of her eyes, and without a word, she directly called the accountant: "Pay the wages to these two and get out." Even if it is a distant relative of the old grandson, he can't get such a short-sighted kid here, he is simply a plague god.

The two clerks followed the accountant in a daze, and when they got inside, they covered their faces and were annoyed: "Sir, what's wrong with the steward today? Why did our brothers pay their wages and leave?"

The accountant took a look at the two of them, one was Lao Gao with swollen faces on both sides, like a pig's head, the other fell badly, knocked out one of his front teeth, and there was blood in his mouth, he looked very embarrassed, but he still looked dissatisfied Hearing them mention Lao Suntou, he couldn't help snorting, "You are considered to be great because you are distant relatives of Lao Suntou, but who was that just now?"

"Who is it? That girl is pretty. Could it be that she is a good friend in charge." The more they thought about it, the more they felt that this was the only reason that could explain it, but they listened to the accountant and said, "You two should stop talking nonsense. If it really gets out, don't say it." An errand, my life is at stake, what a girl, that is Miss An, the chef in our mansion, the disciple of Zheng Yuchu, the younger sister of the two chefs in the mansion, the old grandson in front of me went home to recuperate, this one is here to help A few days later, I asked the chef to feel sorry for my junior sister, and came to replace her. You two don't have eyes, and you can't offend anyone. If you offend this one, if you don't let you pay the bill and leave, the manager will have to leave. Hurry up, don't talk nonsense Come on, get out with your wages, you two are lazy, it’s just right to go home and lie down, what kind of errand are you looking for.”

The accountant has long seen that these two are not pleasing to the eye. They are all lazy and greedy. They must be the first to eat, but they are nowhere to be seen in work. What is it, who is the old grandson? , all the rags and relatives are stuffed here.

Although the two were aggrieved in their hearts, they could only take their wages and leave, thinking about going to their uncle to file a complaint in the evening. To put it bluntly, she was just a little girl. What is so rare about a cook? Isn’t their uncle a cook, or Chef, Manager An has to be polite when he sees his uncle. The culinary competition is about to begin. If uncle wins, he can enter Beijing. Once he enters Beijing, he will have the chance to be an imperial chef. If he didn’t succeed last year, it might not be. It won't work this year either. I'm afraid of what she's going to do as an apprentice of an outdated imperial chef, so I can't swallow anything in this tone.

The two secretly calculated and didn't mention it, let alone An Zhi, who never expected An Ran to come, let alone let those two boys stop him outside, and hurriedly said to An Ran: "These two guys just came here. Greeting guests outside and bumping into the girl, don't blame the girl."

An Ran smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but Manager An has become more polite. I'm not angry, but I'm the one who paid the bill today. If a guest comes to meet such a guy, I think it will damage An Ji's reputation."

Knowing An Ran's temper, An Zhi hurriedly said, "I'll tell you the truth, these two were introduced by the old grandson, and they are his nephews. The old grandson opened his mouth, and I can't refuse."

An Ran is not an uncommon thing, knowing that managing such a large restaurant requires human relationships, especially the chef is the lifeblood of a restaurant. Can't come out, so it's hard for the chef to be tough, but he has to be gentle.

However, this Huairou also depends on who it is. An Ran has never met the old grandson, but she has been in contact with Li Dashao, and can teach such an apprentice as Li Dashao, the master is not very clever. No matter how soft you are, it doesn't help, but these have nothing to do with me. If I say something rashly, I'm afraid that An Zhi will think too much. Moreover, I came here to find An Zihe, so there is no need to cause trouble.

Seeing An Zhi, he didn't need to look for the pillars, so he asked, "Is the chief steward here?"

An Zhi was stunned for a moment: "The girl is here to find the chief steward?"

An Ran nodded: "I have something to ask about him, and I only remembered when I entered the city. I don't know where he is in the four Anji restaurants? Except here, I don't know where the other three are."

An Zhi vaguely heard that this Zhuangzi who had been transferred to the suburbs rolled his eyes, "The culinary arts competition is about to start, the manager is very busy these days, so I'm not sure where I am now, how about this , Ms. An, go inside first and wait, I'll ask someone to look for the big steward everywhere, it's better than running around by yourself."

It can only be like this, but I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go into the restaurant by myself. The back kitchen is now the world of the old grandson. With the temperament of the master and the apprentice, if I go by myself, I think it will be like facing a big enemy. The two nephews have been cleaned up, can they have a good time if they go?

It's even more inappropriate to stay in the front, this is a restaurant, there are very few women, go in by yourself, even if it's a private room, it's unavoidable for others to gossip, a little embarrassed, suddenly remembered a place, and said: "I'll go to Qingzhu Lane Wait for Xin'er to finish, if you find the chief steward, let him go to Qingzhu Lane to look for me, and tell him that I have something to look for him."

An Zhi hurriedly agreed, fearing that something would happen to him going to Qingzhu Lane alone, he specially called Zhu Zhu out to send her there.

It’s been a while since I saw the pillars, but when I saw it, An Ran almost couldn’t recognize her, she was much thinner than that time, her face was uncomfortable with bristles, when she looked carefully, she found a lot of injuries on her hands, so she asked: “Where are you? Is the restaurant okay?"

No, when An Ran asked, Zhu Zi burst into tears, not to mention how miserable the crying was, An Ran was stunned: "Don't cry, what's wrong, but what wronged you?"

Zhuzi told An Ran while wiping his tears, because when he was here, he asked Zhu Zi to cook for him for a few days, and as soon as he left, Li Dashao started to clean up the pillars. The vicious ones can destroy people.

Old Suntou, his teacher and his disciples are narrow-minded, and they will not tolerate Zhuzhu. If they don't reach out to help him, they are afraid that this kid will be useless. After thinking about it, he said: "I'm in another courtyard in the suburbs, I'm trying to talk to you Let me tell you, if you are transferred to work, it may not be successful, even if you are successful, there is no place like a restaurant, there are not many people, and there are not many opportunities to cook. If you want to practice cooking, it is better to be in a restaurant."

Zhu Zi's eyes lit up when he heard that, regardless of whether it was on the street, he plopped on the ground: "Zhu Zi thanked the girl for saving her life, if Zhu Zi can't repay the girl's great kindness in this life, he will be a cow and a horse for the girl in the next life. "

An Ran saw that his face was covered with pot ashes, but now it was stained with tears, and he wiped it indiscriminately. It was very funny like a big tabby cat, so she couldn't help laughing: "Get up quickly, it's on the street." Looking around Look, there was a steamed bun seller not far away. The steamed stuffed buns just came out of the cage were white and fat, so I felt a little hungry, so I went over and asked the price.

I was a little surprised when I asked about the price, and it cost five cents apiece, which is a bit expensive, no wonder there are no customers. I saw that the steamed bun seller was an old man, over 60 years old, with a stooped waist, but he still had to rely on selling steamed buns to make ends meet. I can't help but feel pity for it. If it's expensive, it's more expensive. I bought ten of them, divided them into two packages and handed one to Zhuzi.

Entering Qingzhu Lane, seeing that Zhuzi’s buns were all eaten, but still staring at his hand, he couldn’t help laughing, so he gave them two more, and he took one himself. After taking a bite, he couldn’t help being stunned. Vegetarian, yet so delicious...

(End of this chapter)