After the old man's momentum was in place, he slowly pointed out the shortcomings of this dish.

First of all, the sauce is a bit thick, and it doesn't taste refreshing, but it has a sticky feeling, which is quite a failure.

In addition, there is a little too much aged vinegar, which is a Shanxi dish, but the people who eat today are not from Shanxi, and they don't like to eat aged vinegar so much, so the amount can be slightly less.

Or you can put it earlier, because if you put it early, the vinegar will volatilize, and the sour taste will not be too strong.

In the end, the old man also pointed out that the meat is fried a little underheated, and if it is fried for about 30 seconds, the appearance of the meat slices will be slightly drier, and it will taste better.

Originally, Xu Zhuo thought that the old man was just pretending to be forced to go through the motions, but he actually pointed out a lot of faults.

Feng Weiguo hadn't cooked for three or four years, so it was normal for this situation to occur.

However, Boss Xu was curious about why the old man's mouth was so powerful.

Everyone is the same mouth, why can you taste so many deficiencies, and I just want to buckle a bowl of rice and eat the dish happily?

Could it be that I'm just a foodie at heart?

Until now, Boss Xu's evaluation of this dish is also delicious, and he really can't find anything else wrong with it except for being delicious.

If he had to pick one, it would be too small, and he wouldn't be very happy if he didn't deduct a bowl of rice and enjoy it.

After the old man finished commenting, Boss Xu was just about to grab it to eat, and the other chefs in the back kitchen all came up with chopsticks.

Those who start early can still grab a piece of meat, and those who start late can only grab a piece of fungus or other side dishes.

After everyone dispersed, the plates became clean, not to mention the side dishes, and even the green onions were snatched clean.

Looking at this plate, Xu Zhuo remembered why everyone had that expression when he ate several slices of meat in a row just now.

Don't blame them, chefs taste food is the basic skill.

To give a bowl of soup, you have to prepare to taste all the ingredients and seasonings in the soup, and even the cooking heat has to be pushed out, which is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Just now, the group of chefs saw Feng Weiguo cooking, and if they taste the taste of this dish now, they will basically be able to master the recipe and ingredients of this dish.

After tasting the taste, they got together and discussed, and then they dispersed, preparing to make this dish while the iron was hot, and let him find the shortcomings while the old man was here.

"Little clumsy, would you like to give it a try?"

The old man saw that Xu Zhuo had not moved, and asked curiously, he really wanted Xu Zhuo to show his face in front of everyone.

As a result, Boss Xu shook his head: "I didn't see it when Grandpa Feng was cooking just now, and I couldn't make such a high-end dish." I'll look into it when I get back. ”

After speaking, Xu Zhuo walked outside.

He also wanted to pretend to be forced in front of the old man's apprentices, but he didn't have the skills of this dish in his hand, and if he really did it, it would definitely be the same as the last time he beat eggs, and there would be a serious overturn.

So for the sake of his already precarious character, it's better to stay away.

It's okay to overturn in the Sifang Pavilion, it's all your own people, but if you overturn here, you will pass on ten or ten hundreds, and the talented character created in the hotel last time will fall apart.

And if the words reached Zhao Jinma's ears, maybe this old man would no longer think about accepting himself as an apprentice.

If you think about it, the consequences of forcibly cooking are quite serious.

So Boss Xu chose to go out, he would rather chat with the lobster in the glass box than face the old man's elusive thoughts.

During the meal, Feng Weiguo, who had revisited his hometown, seemed very happy, and clamored for a drink with Brother Xu.

Xu Wenhai took out two bottles of Xinghuacun from the cabinet and asked Feng Weiguo: "Uncle Feng, how much do you drink? If not, drink less, anyway, you will meet in Linping City every day in the future." ”

Feng Weiguo looked like an old man chatting about a teenager's madness, unscrewed the wine bottle, and poured himself a large glass with the red wine glass on the table.

"When I'm at home, drinking half a catty is like playing, where is this?"

After speaking, Feng Weiguo took a big sip with his wine glass.

Xu Wenhai hurriedly let him eat: "Don't be in a hurry to drink, the head chef of the back kitchen plans to come over to toast later, thank you for your kindness." ”

Feng Weiguo waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take it and drink, you should go and get busy, a few of us will go back to Linping City after eating and drinking." ”

As soon as Xu Wenhai went out, Feng Weiguo fell on the table, and then the snoring sounded.

Xu Zhuo looked at this scene in surprise, he didn't expect that Feng Weiguo, who kept saying that he was particularly able to drink, would actually be dried down after a big sip of wine.

And he was not persuaded, but he poured himself into himself.

The old man is no longer surprised by this: "Since more than ten years ago, he said that he ate crabs every day, and as a result, he was so allergic that he was sent to the rescue room, I knew that this person was not simple......"

It's really not simple, you don't eat a bite of food, you drink unconscious, this kind of master is really rare.

Since Feng Weiguo couldn't wake up for a while, everyone didn't bother him, and began to concentrate on eating, and left quickly after eating, so as to save him from waking up and ringing in the past.

But when I was about to finish eating, an embarrassing thing happened.

Feng Weiguo was not very stable sleeping on the table, he estimated that his arm was numb and wanted to change his position, but as a result, his body moved, and he actually slipped under the table.

When Xu Zhuo and Xue Mingliang pulled him out, Xu Wenhai came with a few chefs with wine glasses to toast.

Seeing this scene, Xu Wenhai glanced at Xu Zhuo: "What are you doing with him drinking at such an old age?

Boss Xu: ????

Do I look like someone who drenched someone else's drink?

The toasting session came to an end, everyone went out with wine glasses, what should they be busy with, Xu Zhuo ate a bowl of rice, and Xue Mingliang helped Feng Weiguo downstairs one left and one right.

Stuffed him into the back seat, Xue Mingliang sat on one side and watched, and the old man sat in the passenger seat.

"Is that Lao Luo's tofu shop open?"

"When it opens tomorrow, the store and the Sichuan Flavor Restaurant have signed a supply agreement with Lao Luo, and both stores will use Lao Luo's stone-ground tofu in the future. ”

The old man nodded: "It's the season to eat tofu, tomorrow I will see how the quality of his tofu is, and I will teach you a few tofu dishes if I can." ”

After speaking, he turned his face and said to Xue Mingliang: "Your stir-fry is your strength, but you are a little weak in other aspects, so this time I went to Linping City to exercise hard, and by the way, I also treated your blood sickness." ”

Xue Mingliang asked, "Can it be cured?"

Xu Zhuo smiled: "Yes, don't worry, the medical school has set up a medical team to help you treat blood sickness!"