After Xu Zhuo prepared the dishes, he put the soup pot on the rack and began to boil water.

Then he took the rolling pin and began to roll the dough by hand.

For Boss Xu, there is no pressure at all to make hand-rolled noodles.

He was so skilled that he could even roll dough blindfolded.

There have been people arguing outside, probably saying that the old man is domineering or something.

There is the hustle and bustle of young people, and there is also the whispering of middle-aged people.

Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with the old man's style.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but no one comes in to reason with the old man.

Probably scared of the old man's two knives.

In case you come in and are splashed with boiling water by the old man.

Although you can make some money, you still have to suffer yourself.

So people out there aren't stupid.

Don't look at the noisy, no one will really come in.

The old man smiled: "Zhang Yuejin is really lucky." It's really convincing that such a group of people around you can still do a good job. ”

But the old man is just talking.

Since he was in charge of the house in his twenties, there has never been such a thing in the Xu family.

Even now, none of his apprentices dared to seize power with Xu Wenhai.

The old man's attitude towards his apprentices has always been clear.

Have the ability to fight with outsiders.

Otherwise, don't force it.

Chefs who dare to fight among themselves, no matter how much credit they have, will be driven away.

When he was young, he was accustomed to seeing infighting in the kitchen at state banquets.

So when you are the master of your own house, you hate this behavior very much.

The talent is almost there, and it doesn't matter if you do it slowly.

But if you want to fight among yourself, get out of the way before it's too late.

Under his influence, although the chefs of the Xu family restaurant also had occasional contradictions, they never dared to show them.

Compared with the Xujia Restaurant, now the old man prefers the atmosphere of the back kitchen of the Four Sides Pavilion.

Perhaps several of the chefs at Shishokan were flawed in their cooking skills, so everyone behaved modestly.

While doing their own duties in the store, they also help each other.

If you don't understand anything in cooking, you will discuss it seriously.

Really like a brother.

This is also the reason why the old man likes to stay in the Sifang Pavilion now.

It's so harmonious.

Not only is the kitchen harmonious, but the relationship with the front desk is also very good.

In other restaurants, the people in the back kitchen often quarrel with the front desk.

For example, the guest does not eat chili, but the person at the front desk does not inform him, causing the guest to get angry.

The people in the back kitchen naturally blame the front desk.

However, this is not the case at the Shifangkan.

The relationship between the back kitchen and the front desk was very good.

Those who helped the kitchen even took the initiative to send the little girl at the front desk to work.

Putting aside other hotels, this is unthinkable.

Harmonious, stable and vibrant.

This is the impression that the Sifang Pavilion left on the old man.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Zhuo had already rolled out the dough sheet and was cutting the noodles.

Sprinkle the cut noodles with dry flour and dust them off.

When the water in the pot is boiling, grab a handful and throw it in.

There is a trick to boiling noodles, which is to have less noodles and more water.

The more water you have in the pot, the smoother the noodles will become.

On the contrary, when there is less water and more noodles, the noodles in the pot can easily be boiled into a pot of paste.

When the eight were ripe, Xu Zhuo scooped the noodles into a sea bowl.

Then it is placed on a large disc.

Then use a small dish to pack all the dishes and the stir-fried sauce and place them around the sea bowl.

An authentic and authentic jajanjangmyeon is considered to be thoroughly cooked.

"Grandpa, I'm done. ”

The old man glanced at it and nodded.

"Then let's go, let your grandfather taste it, it is estimated that he is about to close his eyes, and we will leave after tasting it, we are outsiders, and we can't mix with other people's family affairs." ”

A few people went out together.

The cooks outside were still standing in the doorway.

I saw Xu Zhuo come out with fried noodles.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he only glared resentfully, and couldn't say anything else.

Xu Zhuo was a little surprised, could they just accept their fate?

I turned my face and looked at it.

The old man is still holding the kitchen knife in his hand.

No wonder these people are like good babies.

When he came upstairs, the old man stuffed the kitchen knife into the flower pot next to him, then put on a smiling face and pushed the door in.

"Uncle Zhang, the fried noodles are ready, do you want to try them?"

At this time, the old lady Zhang was drowsy, and when she heard this, she trembled, and then stretched out her hand and grabbed the old man's hand tightly.

"Fu ...... Help me...... Rise...... Come ......"

No one dared to help him up at this moment, and everyone let him lean on a pillow again, and there was a folding table in front of him.

Xu Zhuo put the plate containing the fried noodles on the small table: "Grandpa, the fried noodles are ready." ”

After speaking, he picked up the saucer and put it under Mrs. Zhang's nose.

When the old lady smelled it, her expression relaxed.

"That's it...... That's it...... Taste ......"

Then he pointed to the noodles in the bowl and motioned for Xu Zhuo to mix them.

Xu Zhuo poured the fried sauce from the plate into the noodle bowl, poured the dish into it, and stirred well.

Next, he was a little at a loss of what to do.

Because Xu Zhuo has never served the elderly, he doesn't know how to feed him.

It was Zhang Yuejin who took it.

He picked a noodle from the bowl, cut it with chopsticks, and then took a small plate and brought it to the old woman's mouth.

In fact, feeding is very dangerous at this time.

It is easy to get stuck in the throat and mouth causing shortness of breath.

But the old lady wants to eat, and everyone, as juniors, naturally has to do it.

After eating two noodles, the old lady was tired and out of breath.

Lying on the bed, he gave Xu Zhuo a thumbs up: "Okay...... Delicious!"

A chime sounded in my head that the task was complete.

And a bunch of rewards.

But Xu Zhuo was not in the mood to look at this.

He stared blankly at Zhang Zhengde lying on the bed.

There is an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

Especially the deep reluctance and attachment in the eyes of the old lady.

Let Xu Zhuo really experience that life is really short.

It's so short that before I can appreciate the world properly, it's time to say goodbye.

It didn't take long for the old man to fall asleep with a satisfied smile.

The old man also took the opportunity to leave.

If the Zhang family is happy, he doesn't mind staying here for a while, just because he has a relationship with the Zhang family.

But the current situation of the Zhang family is really not suitable for staying as a guest.

After leaving Zhang's house, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Zhuo twisted his face and glanced at Zhang Zhengde's room, and had a hunch.

This may be the last time I will see Mrs. Zhang.

Sure enough, at about eight o'clock in the evening, several people were having dinner with a group of Wei Junming's apprentices in Rongcheng, and the old man received a call from Zhang Yuejin.

Mrs. Zhang passed away at 8:10 p.m.

In fact, after eating the noodles, the old lady never woke up after falling asleep, and he didn't leave anything behind.

"My dad walked peacefully, thank you, Brother Xu. ”

After speaking, Zhang Yuejin hung up the phone.

Although he had a lot to say to the old man, he couldn't care about it at all.

Because he has too many things to do.

Putting down the phone, the old man poured a glass of wine and walked to the windowsill.

Raised his hand and sprinkled into the river water outside.

"Uncle Zhang, go all the way!"