Eighty fierce wife super prosperous family

Chapter 909 Competitors

Chapter 909 Competitors

Mama Wang seldom talked to Chef Zhang. Hearing Mama Wang's comforting words now, Chef Zhang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face and said, "Wang Ma Mom, you don't know, I really rarely hear the young master praise me, but don't say it, what you just said is really reasonable, the young master treats other cooks, he is really hungry and doesn't treat me politely , so I really didn't expect that the young master has always liked the dishes I cook."

"It's true! Young master is not a liar." Wang Ma said while holding mung bean cakes, "Young master didn't like that Cantonese cook before, so he fired him directly. Have you forgotten?" What Wang Ma said made Chef Zhang feel elated at the moment, he nodded and said, "You are right, I should give the young master some confidence. Since the young master has said that the dishes I cook are delicious, then It must be the truth, after all, the young master never tells lies!"

Wang Ma nodded, and she said seriously, "What you said is not wrong, the young master does not lie, so Lao Zhang, your food is really delicious." After Wang Ma said this, she looked at the Glancing at the three people in the hall, they had already eaten some, and it looked like they could go in by themselves. At this moment, Chef Zhang also noticed the mung bean cakes in Wang Ma's hand and said, "Hey, why don't you bring them mung bean cakes in?" ?” After saying this, she looked at Wang Ma like a competitor.

Seeing this, Wang Ma couldn't help but smiled and said, "Hey, Lao Zhang, what are you looking at me for? I'm not cooking any other dishes. It's the young master's classmate who wants to eat mung bean cakes, so I just Just do a little, you look like I stole something from you."

"Isn't that right, you say you." Chef Zhang couldn't help but sighed and said, "You don't like cooking or anything. If you have something to do all day, make snacks or something, don't take my job later. Ah." Logically speaking, the cook should do the dim sum, but because Wang Ma's dim sum is so good, all the dim sum in this family are made by Wang Ma, and no one else has done it, including Including Chef Zhang, although Chef Zhang can also make mung bean crisps made by Wang Ma, but since the young master and miss both like it, so Chef Zhang will never make fun of himself, so as not to make himself unhappy.After all, they all like it so much...

Mama Wang and Chef Zhang have been colleagues for so many years, so of course they know Chef Zhang. Chef Zhang often just talks about it, but in fact he is kind-hearted. Mama Wang said slowly, "Okay, okay, this Don’t you just make it occasionally? Besides, what can you do with just a snack? They don’t eat it every day. Besides, this snack is not a big dish. It’s okay for people like me who have a lot of free time to make it occasionally. You say yes no?"

Wang Ma used to come to this home mainly to hand in embroidery, and it was only later that she started working as a nanny.

But Wang Ma's nanny is different from other nanny's. Wang Ma doesn't need to cook and clean, but just do some chores. Wang Ma is more like a housekeeper than a nanny.

Naturally, Wang Ma has a lot of time.

Hearing this, Chef Zhang couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, you have to spend a lot of time doing this job, but the mung bean cakes you made are actually really good, and they feel better than the pastry shops outside. Everything is delicious.”

"That's it." Wang Ma smiled and said immediately, "Oh, I said you, don't flatter me, what if I float away later, I actually packed mung bean cakes for them. When they leave, put it on for them. These few yuan are just for them to taste, but after eating, they probably won’t be able to eat much, at most, one piece per person That's all."

While Wang Ma was talking, she was estimating the food intake of several people in the room.

However, Chef Zhang looked at the mung bean cake in Wang Ma's hand at the moment, and couldn't help asking, "By the way... this mung bean cake seems to be the specialty of the cook who made Cantonese cuisine back then. How did you know it? Could it be?" Stealing from a teacher."

"How is it possible." Wang Ma raised her hand and shook it, and then she said solemnly, "My Wang Ma would not do anything to steal a teacher. Back then, few people liked the mung bean cake he made. , you were still saying it was too greasy, weren’t you?”

Chef Zhang was reminded by Wang Ma, he also remembered that at the beginning they thought the mung bean cake was greasy, it tasted different from ordinary cakes, and it tasted different from the traditional cakes they ate.

So Chef Zhang seldom eats these pastries.In addition, many other people didn't like to eat this kind of pastry. Later, the Cantonese cook became more and more boring, so he simply resigned and left.It's just that Wang Ma was still making mung bean cakes.

At that time, Chef Zhang didn't think that this mung bean cake was the special dish of that Cantonese chef. After all, this kind of dim sum seemed to them to be a trivial matter, something that couldn't be put on the table.

"Then how do you know how to make mung bean cakes?" Chef Zhang asked curiously, "Although I can also make mung bean cakes, I made them according to the old capital dim sum method, which is completely different from the mung bean cakes you made. It tastes the same, but the mung bean cakes you made have the style of Cantonese cooks back then."

"That's right." Wang Ma nodded. She recalled the scene back then and said, "Because this mung bean cake was given to me."

"Give it to you?" Chef Zhang was taken aback, "Why?"

"No reason, at that time, all of you didn't eat dim sum made by others, and felt that it was different from our dim sum. To be honest, it hurt the master, and then I tasted a piece of that mung bean cake , In the end, I thought the taste was really good, so I ate a lot, not to mention, the taste is really delicious, I praised him at that time, and then he told me Ah, he said he was leaving this place soon, so he asked me, do you still want to eat this mung bean cake?" Wang Ma said carefully recalling the scene at that time.

It was an afternoon, and the Cantonese chef Hu Chuzi was in the kitchen looking at the pots and pans in a daze.

Wang Ma just came out of Xiao Xue's room with a glass of fruit juice in her hand. Seeing Chef Hu's appearance, she couldn't help but joked, "Why, Chef Hu, are you cooking supper?"

(End of this chapter)