In less than five minutes, Su Zifang's mobile phone suddenly began to "ding" like Yang Qiong's.

When I picked it up, I scolded it.

Yu Guan really sent his video to the group of classmates, and also thoughtfully sent a red envelope of 0.01 yuan per person.

"Our boss Su is already an Internet celebrity, do you want to form a group to eat big households? ”

The group responded instantly: "Let's go!"

Knowing that they were all talking, Su Zifang didn't care about sending out a weak and pitiful but edible table (qíng): "Just remember to bring special products." ”

Switch back to Yu Guan's chat window, and find that he is incoherent.

A string of shocking exclamations is followed by a screenshot.

Su Zi clicked it open and saw that it was the conversation between Yu Guan and Qiao Xin.

Yu Guan: Hello, I was recommended by Su Zifang to ask for a job as a chef (qíng).

Qiao Xin: Great, I knew that Uncle Shi would definitely help me promote it.

Yuguan: ???

Yu Guan: Is he really your uncle?

Qiao Xin: ???

Qiao Xin: Didn't Uncle Shi tell you?

Yuguan: ......

The screenshot was stopped here, and Su Zi put it back in the chat window, skipping a series of meaningless "!", "Niu X", and "666" and saw three useful words.

"Lao Su, I sent the previous engraving picture, and your nephew asked me for an interview!"

"Hey, the interview at the Hanfu Restaurant is not strict, can you help me ask what (qíng) is the situation?"

"By the way, when did Teacher Jia have an apprentice, why don't I know, is that me also his uncle?"

Su Zifang showed a black question mark on his face.

Thinking about Yu Guan's death, he quickly replied: "The master I recognized after coming to Jingling is her master's master, so I am her uncle, and it has nothing to do with Teacher Jia, don't reply nonsense!"

After a few seconds, Yu Guan sent another sentence and a screenshot.

"It's ...... late"

Yu Guan: That, Su Zifang and I are classmates, are we also your uncle?

Qiao Xin: ???

Su Zifang looked at the picture and sighed: Wait for death, it's hopeless!

However, for the sake of classmates (qíng), I still sent a message to Qiao Xin: "I just pushed your business card to my classmate, the carver should be okay, but the people have carved some sand, you can just watch it." ”

"Well, thank you, uncle. Qiao Xin came back quickly, and did not mention the sand sculpture experience, and praised Su Zi's cooking skills in the video, and next time I have the opportunity to ask for advice on the practice of Phnom Penh cabbage.

"Are you interested in Shaanxi cuisine?" Su Zifang was a little surprised.

"It's just that I watched the video before and thought this dish was very powerful, and it could be exercised to season it. Qiao Xin didn't hide her thoughts.

Su Zifang sighed, his own master and nephew's vision is very powerful, almost the same as what the system said at the time.

"Then come over when you have time, and I'll teach you. ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle. ”

After seeing that there was nothing else (qíng) to disturb the group, Suzi put it back in his room and began to concentrate on watching the video of the vinegar fish in West Lake.

The picture slowly faded away, and the sound of rowing was heard in my ears, and the oars clattered on the water.

The sight of a small boat with two young cooks in the bow were fishing for fish with nets.

Seeing the tall chef stretching out the net, the shorter chef muttered: "Hey, Senior Brother Yao, this fish is not good, there are wounds on the side, and if you bring it back, you will definitely be scolded by the master." ”

The chef, known as Senior Brother Yao, put the injured fish into the fish basket and smiled back, revealing two rows of white teeth: "It's okay, this fish is badly injured, and it is easy to have an accident if you stay in the lake, take it back and see if it can be cured." ”

"You're going to treat the fish?" said the dwarf cook, a little shocked when he heard the news.

"If you see a doctor, just apply some wound medicine to it. ”

"Shh......h The fish is coming, don't speak......" Chef Yao said softer and softer, and the net pocket in his hand jerked down.

Tong!

A grass carp with a yellowish yellow back and a grey back falls into the net.

Chef Yao smiled (shēn): "Let's go!

"Senior brother, how do you know that Master is going to make vinegar fish from West Lake at night. The short cook asked as he rowed hard.

"If it weren't for the sake of making vinegar fish in West Lake, Master wouldn't have let us come early in the morning to catch fish, someone must have added vegetables temporarily, and Master couldn't push it off, so we would have fished it back and prepared. ”

Su Zifang followed the two chefs, which can be regarded as a tour of the West Lake of the year.

The mist shrouded in the early morning, the stone pagoda of the three pools in the lake reflecting the moon, and the weeping willows on the shore of the lake are all particularly gentle, although the lake water is not crystal clear, but you can also see the fish swimming in the water, which is far from being comparable to the scene of the crowd of people now.

After a while, the boat docked, and Su Zi put them ashore and followed them into the outer building, and went around a few times before returning to the kitchen.

"Master, the fish is here. Chef Yao shouted as he poured the good fish into a bucket full of clean water and walked out the door with the other one.

"Devi, why are you going?"

Only then did Su Zifang know that Chef Yao's full name, Yao Dewei, is also (tǐng) good-sounding.

"Master, my brother said he was going to see the wounds of the fish. The short and thin cook had just packed up his things and came in with a huff.

"Nonsense, how do you see a doctor for fish, is it possible that you still have to ask for a doctor?" Yao Dewei shouted that the middle-aged chef who was the master drooped his face, and looked at Yao Dewei with a little more blame.

"I heard from a fisherman that if you hurt a fish, you just need to sprinkle it with medicine and wrap it in a cloth for two days. I still have some leftover medicine from the previous injury, so I just want to treat it. After Yao Dewei finished speaking, he didn't wait for the people in the house to react, and ran away with the fish basket.

The middle-aged chef watched Yao Dewei leave, shook his head funny and angry, and suddenly saw that the short and thin chef just now also wanted to sneak out, and suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Liangji, go cut fifty pieces of dried shreds, and don't eat if you can't cut them before noon!"

"Ahh ”

The middle-aged chef suddenly laughed: "If you can practice all the knife skills like Devi, I won't say anything." ”

"Oh......" Sun Liangji replied sullenly and went back to chop vegetables.

Losing Yao Dewei's perspective, Su Zifang was not in a hurry to leave, but toured the back kitchen outside the building.

The long tables are laid out one after another, and the kitchen, which is almost enough for hundreds of people to work at the same time (cāo), shows the essence of this century-old restaurant.

Su Zifang compared the kitchen that was silent, thinking that if there is a morning (rì), he must first get a kitchen that can accommodate fifty people, it doesn't matter if there are not enough people, there must be a seat!

After a few glances, he was about to go out to find Yao Dewei when he heard the middle-aged chef speak.

"Go and add some oil and salt to the barrel. ”

As soon as he turned his head, Yao Dewei came back with a fish basket and poured a fish wrapped in gauze into the bucket next to him, and then put oil and salt in the bucket to help spit out the dirt according to the middle-aged cook's instructions.

"This water is changed every hour until the evening, don't forget, there are a few ingredients you prepare for me, and the guests have set a table in the evening, so there can be no mistakes." ”

"Matsutake mushrooms, crab roe, mountain shoots, salty (ròu) ......"

After saying a bunch of ingredients, the middle-aged chef turned (shēn) away.

Su Zifang looked at Yao Dewei and found that his watch (qíng) was a little happy.