After the meal, Su Zifang wanted to take a few more looks.

Unexpectedly, it was dark in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, he had returned to his speech, the video was gray, and a 48-hour countdown appeared.

"Stingy, as if I'll learn it if I look at it again!" Su Zifang complained, but his mind kept recalling Ma Jingfu's method of making Phnom Penh cabbage just now.

The spoon, the pot, the action, the flame!

Flirtatious!

"I don't know when I can have this cooking skill?" Su Zifang looked at his hands and began to fantasize unrealistically.

......

In the next few days, Su Zifang took out the spirit of learning Wensi tofu back then, pinched and watched the video, and practiced Phnom Penh cabbage in the morning and evening.

The effect is also immediate, Mu Fei, Zhao Xiaoman and others keep complaining that the kitchen vinegar is used too quickly, and a bottle can't even last a day!

Yang Qiongsuo (xìng) directly changed the present (rì) special dish on the billboard into a long-term special dish and put it outside the door, and by the way, sent a message to Su Zifang: "Boss Su, tell me when you practice this dish, and I will change it back." ”

"Is it that bad?"

Su Zifang looked at Mu Fei with the vinegared cabbage that had just come out of the pot: "Mu ......"

Before the words came out, Mu Fei trotted to the kitchen, shouting as he ran: "I suddenly thought that I still have vegetables on the stove, I have to go and see the fire, let me go and find someone else." ”

Watching his most intimate taster escape, Su Zifang lamented that he was unladylike.

When he turned his head again, the few people who had just sat in the lobby all disappeared.

Chen Chuyi: "I remember that your dad just came back to the warehouse to sort out the inventory, it's been a long time, I'll go see if there is anything I can help with." ”

Yang Qiong: "I just made an appointment with a takeaway business to discuss cooperation, and I also went out first." ”

Zhao Xiaoman: "I'm taking turns off today, just to come and see, well, (tǐng) Okay, I'm leaving." ”

Zhang Zidan saw that everyone had disappeared, looked at the plate of "gold-edged cabbage" in Su Zifang's hand, and struggled to speak: "Do you want to pay for the tasting?"

Su Zifang: ......

Why do your employees not believe in their own strength so much!

Anyway, I'm also the first place in the Huaiyang Cooking Exchange Competition, can I give some face?

"Yo, son, what are you doing to eat?" Su Lianzheng happened to push the door in, and saw Su Zifang holding a plate and said.

He was busy contacting the previous supplier a few days ago, and he was not in the store, so he happened to have no chance to taste Su Zifang's recent craftsmanship.

Zhang Zidan saw Su Lianzheng coming back, and also showed interest in Su Zifang's new dish, and chose to run away after weighing the importance of making money and being fatal (xìng).

"Hello Uncle Su, then you talk, I'll go and get busy first!"

Su Zifang's eyes lit up.

My father traveled north and south, although his cooking skills are not good, he has definitely eaten a lot of good things. I have never tasted the Phnom Penh cabbage I made before, and I am definitely the best taster.

Calming down, Su Zi let out a harmless smile.

"It's golden—um—vinegared cabbage!" Su Zifang thought about the golden-edged cabbage made by Ma Jingfu, and then looked at the dish on his plate, embarrassed to say the name it should have.

"Yo, yes, you can make this Lu dish now!"

Su Lianzheng patted Su Zifang on the shoulder, took the plate in his hand and took a look: "But why don't you have green and red peppers for this vinegared cabbage?

"Improve the taste, after all, Jingling diners may not be used to eating. Su Zifang began to talk nonsense.

The face does not change color and the heart does not beat!

He even nodded knowingly.

Well......

Su Zifang had a hunch that his next mastery to reach the primary level should be a lie.

"It smells good, I'll try it. ”

Su Lian Zheng picked up a chopstick and put cabbage in his mouth.

"Shhh

He felt a downright sour bloom in his mouth, as if he scooped a spoonful from a thirty-year-old vinegar jar in Jin Province and poured it directly into his throat, so sour that he even squeezed out tears.

"Son, you're not vinegared cabbage, you're an old vinegar pickle, right?" Su Lian put down the plate with a complicated expression.

The cabbage in front of me obviously looks very colorful, why is it so indescribable when you eat it?

There is also his son, who made a few dishes when he came back from Guanglin a few days ago: Wensi tofu, Longjing shrimp, braised phoenix feet, and Huofang tofu, how to eat and how delicious, how did he become the pillar of the dark culinary world in less than a week.

"There's something strange......"

"Cabbage?"

"Sour?"

"Vinegar?"

"Jealousy for cabbage?"

Su Lian Zheng glanced at Su Zifang a few times, thoughtfully: "I used to think that he was too young, and I didn't think that he would already be able to arch cabbage, it seems that it is time to talk about these topics." ”

In Su Zifang's eyes, Su Lianzheng frowned and fell into contemplation after taking a bite of cabbage, and after a few seconds, he stretched out again, looking at himself with a smile that adults understand.

Su Zifang: ......

He was a little worried that a gold-edged cabbage (pseudo) would have a problem eating his father.

After a few seconds of silence, Su Lian Zheng spoke before him.

"Son, have you had a fight with your girlfriend recently?"

Su Zifang couldn't understand why Su Lianzheng suddenly asked about this topic, but after thinking about it, he had a good chat with Shen Anyan ten minutes ago, and made an appointment to take a walk together in the evening, so he shook his head: "No." ”

"That's your mom telling you to be home by 10 p.m.?"

"No, I'm not you, so she doesn't bother to care about me. ”

"Then I understand!" Su Lianzheng looked at the figure left and right, and leaned into Su Zifang's ear: "Dad admits that he hasn't talked to you well, why don't I talk to you about adult topics now?"

Su Zifang: ???

Damn, it must be something wrong with your own cabbage.

Otherwise, how could his father, who had always been honest, say such a thing!

"But should I go to the psychiatric department or gastric lavage in this (qíng) situation?" Su Zifang hesitated, not knowing how to describe the situation to the 120 operator.

"I made a dish for my dad, and my dad started talking nonsense?"

There's a high probability that both of them will be sent for psychiatric examinations, right?

When Su Zifang was still struggling, Su Lianzheng continued to speak: "Dad told you, you are still in love now, don't let girls pay money, be generous! But after starting a family, you must learn to save money, after all, you (rì) often socialize and socialize with friends, you have to be rich, you can't ask your wife for money every time, it's not appropriate!"

Su Zifang: ......

"That's what you're talking about, the topic of adults?"

"Otherwise, Dad is a person who has come over and knows the difficulty of not having money. Don't look at your mother's shrewdness, but my means of saving money are quite high, and I just happened to pass you a few tricks today!"

"For example, under the armrests of the sofa, inside the computer CD-ROM drive, behind the opaque bottom plate of the ceiling lamp, and in the gaps of the gypsum ceiling."

......

Ten minutes later, Su Zifang looked at Su Lianzheng with a look of adoration.

"So this is a master-level private money master—ah, no!

Learned!