The people in the back kitchen were stunned, they were already busy stir-frying, and Zhou Peng came in and scolded, who could stand it?

Zheng Hui was the first to stand up and said, "Zhou Peng, why are you so angry? Paralyzed, if you have a fire, go outside and scatter it, and then call Lao Tzu to whip you!"

"You...... Okay, Zheng Hui, with you, I'm stunned, right? Let me tell you, if this emperor fried rice can't be produced today, it's your head chef's responsibility!"

"Put Nima's fart, it has a chicken feather relationship with Lao Tzu, you don't know that Song Zixuan resigned?

Zhou Peng called this an aggrieved, he clenched his fists and nodded vigorously: "There are yours!"

Walking back to the front hall, he took a deep breath and said to himself: "Little arm, do you want to be me?" Okay, don't let me know where you go to work, see if Lao Tzu can't kill you!"

In the catering industry, Zhou Peng still has some connections, and he can't help protecting Song Zixuan in the past when he is the boss of Dashidai, but if he goes somewhere else, he still has some options!

After leaving the Great Food Dynasty, Song Zixuan and the three of them went directly to the Facai Hotel, according to what Cheng Baye said, it should be all ready now, only the east wind is owed.

Sure enough, when they arrived, Cheng Baye was in the Fortune Hotel.

At this time, Cheng Baye was sitting in the hall drinking wine and eating side dishes, since it was not opened, this side dish was obviously bought from outside.

And Zhang Biao and Lei Zi were carrying boxes from the outside, obviously frozen ingredients.

"Eighth Master, it seems that it can be opened at any time?" Song Zixuan walked into the hotel with a smile and said.

"Yo, brother, you didn't say hello, come on, let's have a drink. Cheng Baye is obviously in a good mood.

Although this matter may offend Huang Ye, since he Cheng Baye has already opened up, his eyes are on money, as long as the Facai Hotel opens, it will be the day of money.

Song Zixuan asked Fang Rui to take another cup, sat down and drank with Cheng Baye.

"Eighth master, this dish tastes okay, what's it?"

"Hehe, a small restaurant in the west of me, the cook is okay, you try this, back to the pot meat is his specialty. ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "This cook gets seven or eight thousand yuan a month, right?"

"Hahaha, brother, you think too much, four thousand five months!"

"Is he willing to do it at such a low price?" Recently, Song Zixuan also learned about the basic salary in the catering industry, if this salary is okay if the waiter or the kitchen delivers the dishes, the cook ...... It's really choking.

The basic salary of the chef in Dumen City is also more than four or five thousand, and the salary of the chef with a little level is seven or eight thousand, and the salary of the chef in the restaurant is even twenty or thirty thousand, so he still lowered it, but he didn't expect it to be high......

"Don't do it, he dare, I'll tear up their house!"

Song Zixuan smiled when he heard this, this is true, others can't do it, he Cheng Baye can't do it? Who has his society......

"But seriously, brother, are you sure, the rent in our place is not high, I will definitely be fine for a few months, but if it is not popular all the time, my brother really can't stand it." ”

Song Zixuan didn't respond, but took another bite of food: "Eighth master, this fungus is also good, this cook...... It's worth it. ”

"What's worth it, brother, let me ask you, when do you think it will be popular?"

"Oh, I don't know. ”

"Don't you know, my brother's life is tied to your belt. Cheng Baye said, scratching his big bald head. Song Zixuan put down his chopsticks and leaned on the back of the chair, and said: "Let's put it this way, Eighth Master, you can only rely on propaganda in the early stage, as long as you have confidence in the emperor's fried rice, he will be able to get up, don't you say?"

"That's a good word, but ...... How do we publicize it?"

"There is a rolling screen under the signboard, a billboard is set up in front of the door, a light strip is played in the window, and then people run to tell each other, in short, all the propaganda must be aimed at the emperor fried rice, as for other dishes, just wait for the emperor fried rice to be brought up. ”

"No problem, that's all easy to say, I'll set it up tonight. "The eighth master said.

Song Zixuan nodded: "Tianshuo, I'm going to trouble you." ”

"Master, what do you say? Sang Tianshuo said.

"Well, I've been playing with my phone for the past few days, and I found that the chat software official account is really powerful, and I want to make one. ”

"It's easy to do, I'll do it myself, and when it's done, I'll find a few friends to help push and drain, and I can do it in more than a month." ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "That's easy, and then ...... I will also use some resources myself, but Eighth Master, my resources must be promoted after your resources. ”

"Don't worry about this, brother, as much effort as I can must, as much effort as I can. ”

Song Zixuan nodded and smiled, and then lit a cigarette: "Eighth master, in short, you remember one sentence, follow me Song Zixuan, in the ferry gate...... No one can hold you down!"

As Song Zixuan spoke, he put away his smile, his expression became extremely serious, and even his eyes widened slightly.

Cheng Baye was shocked when he heard this, and he had to say that he had been mixed up for most of his life, and he had never seen a few people with such an aura as Song Zixuan.

The meaning of the words also understands that the so-called no one can suppress him, referring to Huang Ye!

If someone else said this, he must have thought that person was a madman, but when he said it from Song Zixuan's mouth, he immediately felt two words in his heart, down-to-earth!

Cheng Baye raised his glass: "Come on, then I'll listen to you, brother, I believe you!"

"Eighth Master, when do you plan to open?" Song Zixuan took a sip of wine and asked.

"At any time, brother, as long as you open your mouth, we will open it today!" Cheng Baye said with a smile.

"Hehe, since the eighth master listens to me, then let's make a decision like this, give me a day, can it be opened the day after tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Cheng Baye frowned slightly: "The day after tomorrow, brother, it is said that it can be opened today, can't you fry rice today?"

Song Zixuan smiled: "Eighth Master, don't worry, I, Song Zixuan, promised you that I will be able to do it well, and I can clearly tell Eighth Master that I have resigned from the Great Food Generation, and I can guarantee that the Facai Hotel will supply twenty fried rice every day!"

"What?

"Seriously!"

Hearing Song Zixuan say this, Cheng Baye fell to the ground with a stone in his heart, in fact, in addition to whether the fortune restaurant can sell fried rice, what he was most worried about was that Song Zixuan would be affected by the work of the big food generation.

It's good now, all the worries are gone.

"But Eighth Master, I still have a request. ”

"Brother, you say, I promise everything!" Cheng Baye said excitedly.

"From today onwards, the door of the hotel will be closed until tomorrow evening, when the kitchen comes in to clean up and prepare, during which no one can enter the store!"

"That's fine, but ...... Because of what?" Cheng Baye said.

Song Zixuan smiled: "This ...... It should be a secret, in short, the eighth master can do it, and it will open early the day after tomorrow!" "Well, do as you say!"

The reason why Song Zixuan said this was because he had resigned from the Great Food Dynasty and needed a place for him to retreat.

The purpose of the retreat was to study the Golden Scale Five Soups, and with this dish, he dared to ensure that the Fa Cai Hotel would become the hottest restaurant in Dumen.

After drinking for a while, Cheng Baye and the others left, and Song Zixuan instructed Sang Tianshuo to close the door, lock it, and put the back kitchen in gold.

Zhang Biao had already bought the commonly used ingredients as instructed, including the several mentioned by Song Zixuan, which happened to be the materials of the Golden Scale Five Soups.

According to the order of the last time, Song Zixuan began to try cooking again.

The casserole is used to boil the Chinese medicine, and the ingredients are boiled until they are half-cooked in the wok, and the time to make the shredded eggs is added, so that the Chinese medicine should also be out of the pot.

Since these have already been operated once, Song Zixuan is still relatively handy.

And now, it's time to make the last mistake.

Traditional Chinese medicine must not directly enter the wok, Song Zixuan's first reaction is to pass the water, too cold water.

Because only cold water can stir up the smell of medicine, so that there is no smell of Chinese medicine in the soup.

However, after doing it again, Song Zixuan was blindsided again, so that not only did it smell like traditional Chinese medicine, but it was even bigger than last time.

Sang Tianshuo in the hall smelled the smell and said, "Master, what a big smell of Chinese medicine, are you boiling medicine?"

Song Zixuan didn't pay attention to it, picked up the frying spoon and started again.

Pot after pot was scrapped, Song Zixuan exhaled and sat down on the chair next to him, unable to find the reason for a while.

He wanted to ask the old man for help, but with what he knew about the old man, he would never teach him.

And the two also bet that if Song Zixuan realized the five soups of golden scales, the old man would give him the phoenix pattern fried spoon, how could he teach him to do it in person now?

Thinking of this, he sighed and got up to keep trying.

I tried several more methods, and the results were all the same, the medicinal taste almost covered the taste of the dishes, just like Song Zixuan's own evaluation, a pot of medicinal soup.

It wasn't until the seventh time, smelling the fragrance of the soup, that Song Zixuan finally smiled knowingly.

He took a lunch box and packed it, instructed Sang Tianshuo and Ruizi to look at the store, and left to take a taxi to Old Man Fang's house.

There were not many cars on the road in the afternoon, and the soup was still hot and hot along the way.

Walking into the courtyard, Song Zixuan ran in, and when he saw that the old man was resting, he couldn't care about it, so he nudged it twice.

"Old man, quick, try it!"

Fang Jingzhi opened his eyes slightly: "Sun thief, you are looking for death, and grandpa dares to disturb when he sleeps." ”

Song Zixuan panted and pointed to the lunch box in his hand: "Five, five soups, you ...... You're tired of tasting a bite, right? ”

Fang Jingzhi was stunned when he heard this, and immediately turned his head to look at the lunch box in Song Zixuan's hand, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Boy, this broken box is also equipped with five soups? ”

"Okay, don't pay attention to it, I'll send it to you when I make it, hurry up and see if it's okay. ”

Fang Jingzhi slowly sat up and leaned on the couch, while Song Zixuan hurriedly pulled the small low table and pushed it in front of him, opened the lid of the box, and didn't forget to shake his hand to drive the taste to the old man's nose, and said, "How is it?"

Seeing this, Fang Jingzhi just wanted to move the chopsticks, but immediately put them down again and leaned back.

"Boy, this doesn't smell right!"