"What do you mean?" the woman's face changed in an instant like a fried cat.

Su Zifang said calmly: "Literally, do you have the final say on the surname of this dish?"

After speaking, his eyes glanced at Du Wentao's two sons intentionally or unintentionally, he had already seen the relationship between these people, the eldest wanted to sell the restaurant for money, and the second wanted to continue to make money with the signboard, the daughters-in-law of the two were all people whose eyes were in the eyes of money, and their quality was not high.

Chen Guiqi was only brought in as a tool, and Ben (shēn) had no say other than taste.

However, he still has a little doubt, according to Zhang Zidan, it was a sister surnamed Du who taught her tofu dumplings, but she was not seen coming.

In just a few seconds, Su Zifang vaguely understood something and shook his head slightly.

If you don't learn and have no skills, your sister and brother are centrifuged, and you have no virtue, Wentao Restaurant is in the hands of this family, so it's strange to be good!

Ignoring the woman who was so angry that she puffed out her mouth and stared, Su Zifang glanced at Chen Guiqi, and felt that it was still necessary to make it clear to the only person who understood here, and the later words might be easier to say.

"Master Chen, Xue Yi is my master, and he is in the back kitchen now. ”

"This ...... You...... Master Xue...... How is that possible!"

Chen Guiqi was obviously a little surprised, and even his voice began to tremble.

"Why don't I take you to the back kitchen?"

"Good! Good! Great! I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see Master Xue again, it's worth it!

Chen Guiqi was excited, but the woman next to him spoke harshly.

"Heh, Master Xue, do you think where can you find a bad old man to scare us? Let me tell you, it's useless for anyone to come today, your chef stole our old man's famous dish, there is no explanation for this matter (qíng), we won't leave!"

Su Zifang looked at the woman who spoke with cold eyes, and was about to open his mouth when he heard a loud shout in his ear.

"Shut up!"

Du Wentao's two sons looked at Chen Guiqi, whose eyes were wide and his fists were clenched, and they were a little scared and hurriedly asked.

"Master Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Even Su Zifang was a little surprised why Chen Guiqi suddenly got angry, and they didn't see him react so much when they talked about Du Wentao just now.

"For the sake of you being Master's children, you say that I am Master, but I don't say anything. But when you say Master Xue, you are insulting the entire Huaiyang cuisine and the entire chef industry. ”

Chen Guiqi's words were sonorous and powerful, and sparks almost burst out of his eyes.

Su Zifang instantly understood where Chen Guiqi's anger came from.

He was angry because the other party arranged Xue Yi, and Chen Guiqi was because others looked down on the entire chef industry.

Chen Guiqi, who has studied as a chef all his life, has not even learned his master's famous dishes, maybe he is not a good chef in terms of skills, but from his belief and performance, the three words "good chef" are not enough to describe him, and he probably has to use a pure heart.

"Master Chen, you dissipate your anger, she didn't mean that, she was also worried that my father's craftsmanship would be stolen by others. ”

"Steal?" Chen Guiqi sneered.

"If Master knows what your family has done (qíng), I'm afraid you will all regret giving birth to you two, right?"

"When your eldest sister was still there, how brilliant was Wentao Restaurant? tofu dumplings, Yangzhou fried rice, roasted three smells, fresh mandarin fish, stewed pigeon...... Which dish is not a well-known signature dish? Not to mention how many gourmets have been attracted to Master's unique dish and wine banquet. ”

"At that time, Wentao Restaurant was not comparable to Jingling Hotel, but it was also on an equal footing with Hanfu Restaurant. ”

"Originally, after the master left, it would be difficult for Ming Fei to support the overall situation alone, and if it weren't for the help of a few of our old chefs, I am afraid that we would all be at risk of going out of business. ”

"But what did you do?"

"Uniting people outside to set up Mingfei, not to mention driving her out of the restaurant, and firing a group of old chefs. What kind of franchise system is introduced, and the classic dish recipes are sold to make money. ”

"Although I made money in the first two years, what about the back? There are no new dishes, the partners are running, and the debts are owed, and even the restaurant can't continue to operate. ”

"You two brothers only care about making money, and the signboards that Master has broken through all his life have been completely destroyed by you!"

"What did the former diners say?"

"Eat Wentao Restaurant tonight, a good place, there are cards!"

"The dishes of Wentao Restaurant, that's a bite to eat, and you can't forget it once you eat it!"

"Now, how long has it been since you've looked at a diner's guestbook?"

Chen Guiqi angrily took out a common blue notebook from (shēn) and threw it on the table.

It's written in big font all over the book

"It's unpalatable. ”

"It's not delicious!"

"Phew!"

"Fooled. ”

"What a piece of. ”

......

"When Ming Fei learned to make tofu dumplings, you said that she was a girl, and after learning the craft, she became someone else's family, and she was forced to run away from home. ”

"Now there are people who can make tofu dumplings, so take the money and let me say that this tofu dumpling is copied from Master. ”

"Can a man do such a thing (qíng)?"

Chen Guiqi felt angry after scolding, and took out an envelope and threw it on the table.

"You still want to buy me with money?"

"Let me tell you, although I, Chen Guiqi, am not a celebrity chef, but I have a bottom line, and I can't do this (qíng)!"

"I said that this tofu dumpling has the taste of Master, because it really has the taste of Master's cooking back then, and none of the other dishes are the same as Master's cooking. ”

The eldest daughter-in-law picked up the envelope, pinched it in her hand, and complained.

"Master Chen, you have to be a conscience, you can't take my exclusive money to do something sorry for the Du family (qíng)!"

"Take your money, get out!"

"I, Chen Guiqi, apprenticed to my teacher thirty years ago, and I have endured you for so many years for the sake of my master's face, and I have cleared up what should be paid back (qíng). ”

"From then on, I was no longer the head chef of Wentao Restaurant. ”

Su Zi was stunned on the side, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Halfway through the eight-o'clock dog blood drama, a reversal suddenly came...... It's actually a bit of an American drama.

Even more surprised than Su Zifang were the Du family brothers.

No one knows better than them what Chen Guiqi means to Wentao Restaurant.

Since Du Wentao left, the old chefs of Wentao Restaurant have either jumped ship or been poached, and all the staff have been changed within a few years, and there is only one chef who has experienced the creation of Wentao Restaurant, Chen Guiqi.

It is no exaggeration to say that all the chefs in the restaurant were brought out by Chen Guiqi, although there are no very talented celebrity chefs, but there are also one or two senior chefs over the years.

In addition to not being able to make the top dishes and wine banquets of the year, other aspects can barely support the row of Wentao Restaurant.

If even Chen Guiqi doesn't do it.

The back kitchen of Wentao Restaurant will collapse in less than half a day.

"Master Chen...... You!" The boss of the Du family was speechless.

The woman next to him sneered.

"Master Chen, isn't it just money? Well, this time I will go back and give you a salary increase, 8,000 yuan a month, how about it?

"A chef like you who can't even hold a frying spoon is afraid that no one will even want to choose a dish if you change to another family. ”

His eyes were full of contempt when he spoke.

"Who said that?

A neutral voice came from behind Su Zifang (shēn).