Siheyuan: starting from returning to the countryside

It also takes two days and one night to finish these three tables of dishes.

And silly Zhu, open this kind of restaurant.

There are more than dozens of tables of guests to be received in a day?

If a dish needs to be simmered for six hours, how can it be done?

But say a thousand words and ten thousand, no matter what your reasons are.

Nothing can change the fact that this dish is not an authentic Tan family dish.

"Shark's fins are rushed out with caustic soda, and the nutrition is lost, so it's not authentic."

"The cooking time of the ham is too short, it is not boiled, and it is not authentic."

"The bird's nest is whitish in color, and it breaks when you pinch it. It's not authentic."

“The black ginseng (bfec) is too small and not authentic.”

"The stewed chicken with straw mushrooms is not orchid mushrooms, which are not crispy enough and not authentic."

"The dried shrimp eggs in the shrimp and rice stems are too hot, and they have been burnt, which is not authentic."

"Steamed mandarin fish..."

"Braised Duck in Yellow Wine..."

……

The imperial chef commented on each dish.

All the diners were taken aback for a while.

What the chef said, some of them can eat it, and some can't tell the difference at all.

But, even if they can't understand.

Just listening to what the other party said is already very tall.

As for Shazhu, the more he listened, the more frightened he became.

He knew some of what the chef said, let alone him, even He Daqing might not have heard of it.

Obviously, the opponent's Tan family cuisine is of a high level.

It is more than one grade higher than myself.

"Okay, let's talk about it for the time being."

"You, what else do you want to quibble about?"

Yu Chu talked for a long time, and was a little tired.

Looking at the silly column and asked.

"I……"

Silly Zhu opened his mouth and closed it again.

He really has nothing to say.

His level is higher than his, and it is more than one level higher.

There are ten dishes in total.

Every dish has more or less problems.

Shazhu has been cooking Tan's dishes for so many years, and almost everyone has a good opinion.

Even the big leader was almost overwhelmed by his Tan Jiacai.

But today, the other party's slap completely woke up Silly Zhu.

He is the son of selling buns.

He Daqing is a steamed stuffed bun maker.

Later, there was indeed a period of time when I worshiped as a teacher and learned Tan's family cuisine, and I became a blockbuster ever since.

but……

He doesn't even know if the other party is the heir of the authentic Tan family cuisine, so how can he guarantee that he is learning the authentic Tan family cuisine?

Now he understands.

What He Daqing learned should be somewhat authentic.

But compared with the person in front of him, he is obviously not at the same level.

"I lost."

"From today onwards, I will no longer cook Tan's food."

Shazhu got up in a daze.

Instead of going back to the back kitchen, he walked directly outside the restaurant.

"Hey."

The imperial chef called to stop him.

Said:

"Master He, although the Tan family cuisine you cook is not authentic, it is considered good among folk Tan family cuisine."

"These guests are free of charge today, and I allow you to continue cooking Tan's dishes in the future."

"It's just that before you are truly authentic, I hope you don't call yourself authentic Tan family cuisine."

When Sha Zhu came out with a kitchen knife just now, Yu Chu really looked down on him.

But he is willing to gamble and admit defeat, which makes Yuchu very admired.

He also hoped that Tan Jiacai would flourish so that he would be spared the punishment for Sha Zhu.

however……

The blow of this failure was too fatal to Shazhu.

It directly made him lose his confidence in cooking.

I don't even know what it means to be alive.

Chapter 257: Bankruptcy, Yan's Family Was Trapped

The best culinary skills have been proved to be a counterfeit version, which is undoubtedly a fatal blow to Shazhu.

He returned to the courtyard in a daze.

I don't even know how I got back.

"Hey, silly Zhu, why are you back?"

"It's just a little bit less, the restaurant-doesn't need to cook?"

Yan Bugui sat leisurely at the door of his house.

The restaurant was opened by his son Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu, so he should have a look today.

It is opening after all.

But Yan Jiecheng had his own tricks in mind.

He was afraid that someone he knew would congratulate him.

Time to give him a discount.

If you can't save face, then you will be at a disadvantage.

So after knowing the trade-offs, Yan Bugui didn't go to see the opening.

Seeing Silly Zhu come back now, Yan Bugui is also a little confused.

You know, Shazhu is the chef of the restaurant.

Although not every dish is made by him himself.

But almost all of them are involved.

The restaurant is open, usually at two or three in the afternoon.

It's only [-]:[-] now, and many tables are not ready yet.

How did he come back?

"Ah."

Silly Zhu was like a walking corpse, he didn't hear what Yan Bugui was saying at all.

He just hummed and continued walking in his direction.

"Hey, silly Zhu, what do you mean?"

Yan Bugui was even more puzzled.

I also want to ask Shazhu, who has already walked to the middle courtyard.

"Xiecheng, come out quickly."

"Unlock the city?"

Yan Bugui got up, opened the door behind him, and shouted into the room.

"I'm coming."

"Dad, are you calling me?"

Yan Jiecheng went to the restaurant today.

He even cut the ribbon himself.

But later, he was scolded by Shazhu because he gave a few more pointers in the back kitchen.

Yan Jiecheng was not angry either.

After all, Shazhu's craftsmanship is there.

As long as Shazhu is willing to cook, he can make money steadily.