When Su Zi was released, most of the ordinary diners had already left, and Mo Mi began to clean up.

Most of the plates on the Du family's table were eaten cleanly, but there was a mouthful of everything, and I don't know what it meant.

Seeing Su Zi released, the man who had ordered the food before nodded and said, "Little boss, we met again, this time it's always over, right?"

"Do you have anything (qíng)?"

Su Zifang's tone was not polite, nor was it rude.

"Let's find Zhang Zidan, can we let her come out?"

"Inconvenient. ”

Su Zifang shook his head lightly.

"Zidan is now an employee in my store, if you want to find her, you can either call her directly or tell me what is going on (qíng) so that I can call her. ”

"Little handsome guy, we are her relatives, because we didn't have her phone, I finally found out that she was working here, so I came to her, you guys won't be allowed to visit relatives here, right?"

Su Zifang lowered his eyelids and remained unmoved.

"Sister-in-law, I don't think you need to ask, eighty percent of the shop owner and that little (jiàn) person are doing something unseemly (qíng), so that's why they are pushing."

Another female (yīn) yang monster qidao.

Su Zifang: ......

He had only one thought in his head right now.

How stupid was just now, and there was still the idea of being able to communicate normally with the Du family.

Now it seems that the other party only wants to find Zhang Zidan (bī) and ask her why she has Du Wentao's lost dishes.

Coupled with the faces of these people, Su Zifang can almost make up the scene of the meeting between the two parties.

After a pause for a few seconds, he calmly spoke: "Let's go." ”

"Who do you think you are, we're going to drive people away before we finish eating?

"Hehe, I wasn't wrong. This little (jiàn) person steals a teacher to learn art and dares to have a restaurant to ask her, eighty percent of them have the idea of learning the craft as their signature dish, or they are hungry for the little (jiàn) person's (shēn) son. ”

"Sure enough, I was annoyed and angry after we said it, and now I actually came up directly to drive people away. ”

There were a few other diners in the restaurant, and they all looked here when they heard the movement.

Su Zifang frowned, revealing a little disgust.

It was the first time he saw such a nonsense person, and in addition to disgust, there was also a little lamentation.

He has heard many chefs say that Du Wentao's cooking performance back then, not only the tofu dumplings were amazing, but the Yangzhou fried rice was even better in the south of the Yangtze River.

You must know that Du Wentao's apprentice had not yet graduated from the school at that time, and he was only at the level of helping the cook, not even the third chef, and he created the prestige of Wentaolou's one dish and one wine banquet by himself.

It is enough to see his culinary skills.

It's just that now, only the few people in front of him who have not learned the family heirloom are scattered with his name.

Sad, sad.

Su Zifang shook his head, not wanting to pay attention to these people.

As soon as he was about to leave, he heard two men urging, "Master Chen, you have something to say!"

After a while, an unfamiliar voice spoke reluctantly: "Little boss, did you make this Longjing shrimp?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he was also a chef and had never spoken ill of him from beginning to end, Su Zifang nodded in response.

The middle-aged man known as Master Chen suddenly got up (shēn) and said six words.

"Lou Wai Lou, Master Xue. ”

These words made Su Zifang a little surprised.

There are many diners (tǐng) who have eaten this Longjing shrimp, but they can count it on one hand if they can react immediately and it is related to Xue Yi.

"Have you eaten it before?" asked Suzi in a good voice.

"I was lucky enough to follow my master to eat the dishes made by Master Xue once, and the taste is profound and unforgettable. ”

"I see. ”

Su Zifang didn't feel strange when he heard this answer, after all, Xue Yi was a master chef of Huaiyang cuisine when he was still in the outer building, and there must have been many chefs who went to ask for advice and learning, and it was not difficult to taste the dishes he made.

"Yo, I thought it was the boss who had his own skills, but I didn't expect it to be a stealer. The hurtful woman spoke again.

Su Zifang silently blocked this annoying voice and asked, "This master, what do you call it?"

"Chen Guiqi. ”

"Hello Master Chen, are you going to help them speak?"

Su Zifang's meaning is very clear, if you discuss cooking, then there is still something to talk about.

If you want to help talk, I'm sorry, don't talk!

"Hey......"

Chen Guiqi let out a long sigh, and a trace of resoluteness appeared on his face: "Little boss, Master Du is kind to me, even if I don't help them, I have a word to ask clearly." ”

"Well, you say. ”

Su Zifang also wanted to hear what else the person in front of him wanted to say.

"I've tasted all the dishes on the table, and nine of them should have been made by one person. I'm not sure about other dishes, but this tofu dumpling is definitely taught by the master. ”

Hearing Chen Guiqi's words, the other four suddenly grinned.

They thought that Chen Guiqi was only thinking about cooking after talking about the old days, but they didn't forget to ask about it (qíng).

It's just that behind the smile, the four faces have their own thoughts.

"It seems that this Master Chen is quite reliable, and it is not a loss to wait for the secret recipe to be withdrawn and continue to keep him in the store to sign a long-term contract. ”

"Hehe, the second child is thinking about reopening the restaurant all day long, and I don't want to think about where he got the chef and skills? If I hadn't paid 10,000 yuan to ask Master Chen to come forward to correct this tofu dumpling was left by my father, and others insisted that they had learned it themselves, what could I do. ”

"This old immortal is still useful, but the salary still has to be pressed a little more, and I can't hold the frying spoon anymore, and it will take six thousand a month, I'm afraid it's not a dream. ”

"The old thing saw the money, if he hadn't given 10,000 yuan, he was really afraid that you would talk nonsense. ”

Su Zifang didn't care about the changes in the faces of the four of them, just stopped in place and stared at Chen Guiqi: "How can you be sure that this tofu dumpling is Master Du's method?"

Chen Guiqi spoke slowly.

"When Master makes tofu dumplings, he must use tofu that has been pressed for a long time, so that the tofu skin is thin and not fishy after being poured with chicken broth, and the color is snow-white. ”

"It is also very skillful to mix the fillings inside, and it is necessary to use very fine (ròu) puree and vegetable puree, so that the tofu skin will not be broken, and it can also lock in the flavor well and maintain the tender texture. Master studied this form for a long time before deciding on it, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to learn it on their own unless they have been studied. ”

"Okay!" the other four almost shouted when they heard Chen Guiqi say this.

After all, for them, as long as they can confirm that the silent tofu dumplings are adapted from Du Wentao's tofu dumplings, they will achieve the desired purpose.

At this moment, hearing Chen Guiqi bluntly point out this problem, he was so excited that he even began to think about how much compensation he should ask for if Su Zifang agreed.

One woman even got up immediately (shēn): "Dare to quibble, Master Chen said that your tofu dumplings here are the same as those made by my father-in-law, isn't it stealing from the master?

Su Zifang: ......

After being silent for a few seconds, he looked at the woman in front of him with very disdainful eyes, but he still couldn't help but say softly: "What's your last name?"