"Grandpa, you...... What's wrong?" Song Zixuan hurriedly asked.

Fang Jingzhi sighed: "Hey...... I am not alone in drinking this wine, but he is the only one. ”

Song Zixuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the direction that Old Man Fang was pointing at all, and said, "Old man, what do you mean, you still don't let people sleep in the middle of the night." ”

I saw Fang Jingzhi slowly shaking his head, holding up his wine glass and saying: "Old brother in Xicheng, I really miss you, I haven't seen you for forty years, this is my apprentice, let him go with you." ”

After speaking, he handed the cup to Song Zixuan, and Song Zixuan also became serious, took the cup and saluted the empty place, and drained the wine in the cup.

He sat down on the bed and said, "Grandpa, what does this mean?"

"I think that in Yanjing, I met with Brother Xicheng five times and drank four meals, and I ...... in this life I'm afraid I don't have any friends like that. ”

Song Zixuan frowned slightly: "Brother Xicheng, is that the buddy you said hit it off at first sight? At the beginning, your ancestor was a cook in the Qing Palace, and his ancestor was the prince's guard?"

"That's right, boy, you remember, a man must be righteous, it's not easy to get a confidant......"

Song Zixuan was silent for a moment: "Grandpa, I remember." ”

But soon Song Zixuan felt that something was wrong, although he missed his brother, but who drank this more than half a catty of wine?

"Old man, eh, old man, this is wrong, you are drinking with your brother, but your brother is really not here at this time, you drank all his wine, right?"

Fang Jingzhi was stunned when he heard this, and said slowly: "It's such a reason." ”

"What kind of reason, come on, you are not allowed to drink anymore, dare to drink too much and see me here to act, there are tears, ouch old man, what do I say about you? What kind of acting skills do you play at such an old age?" Song Zixuan is so angry, but he hasn't been angry in the face of Fang Jingzhi......

Fang Jingzhi looked at him, he didn't speak for more than ten seconds, and said after holding back for a long time: "Oh...... I didn't pay attention to it, Sun Thief, you said that these five grains are better than fifteen yuan. ”

"It's useless for you, you can't drink it anyway, I'll have a cup of relief myself. ”

As he spoke, he poured himself a cup and drank it, and then took a bite of the roast chicken on the table: "Eh, who brought this roast chicken?"

"I bought it myself, what's wrong?"

"You should go out less, tell me what you want to eat, by the way, old man, I actually have something to ask you about today. Song Zixuan bit the chicken leg and said.

"You're welcome, you just lost your temper with me, I don't want to pay attention to you. With that, Fang Jingzhi leaned back on the couch and turned around.

Song Zixuan was also helpless, this old man is over eighty years old after all, he is really an old child, his temper is not easy to provoke, and it is not easy to coax him if he provokes him......

"Well, can I give you another glass? But just a drink, you've had too much to drink today. ”

"If you dare to be affectionate, you should rinse your mouth," as soon as he heard this, Fang Jingzhi turned around and sat up slowly, "Say it, Sun thief, what do you want to ask your grandfather." ”

"Grandpa, you know, I took in an apprentice. ”

"Yo, if you don't say I'll forget, that kid is good, you let him come to the house to play okay. Fang Jingzhi said, and dried the wine.

"Come on, you, you just want to drink other people's Wuliangye, do you want to drink it in the future, I will buy it for you?" Song Zixuan now has a monthly salary of 80,000 yuan, and he is really serving the old man's Wuliangye, so naturally there is no pressure.

"Really?" Fang Jingzhi immediately raised his head and said, although he was older, when he heard that there was wine, his eyes immediately began to glow.

"What am I lying to you, but to be serious, now Sang Tianshuo asked me to teach him how to cook, grandpa, you know, I will make Jinyu fried rice, how to teach him? ”

Hearing this, Fang Jingyi smiled, and put a peanut in his mouth: "You kid, you are a monkey spirit when you are smart, but you can be said to be stupid...... It's like being mentally retarded. ”

"Hey, can you help this old man, do you have to hurt me for two sentences?" Song Zixuan glanced at Fang Jing and toasted.

"You, I'll look at the recipe later, in this recipe, Jinyu fried rice is the first dish, that is, the basic, but you ...... Do you really think it's just fried rice?"

Song Zixuan gasped, as if he understood what Fang Jingzhi meant, he immediately got up, picked up the wine bottle and walked to the bookshelf, and looked directly at the recipe.

Fang Jingyi smiled: "Little rabbit, this wine is really not going to let go, but you kid remember, this recipe can only be read by you alone, and even if you teach it, you must not tell anyone the content of the recipe." ”

Looking at the recipe, it was also the original text, as if it had a new meaning after being clicked by the old man, Song Zixuan couldn't help but smile, Jiang is still old and spicy.

Since his mother was not at home, Song Zixuan kept seeing that it was more than one o'clock in the middle of the night before putting away the recipe, and Fang Jingzhi didn't care about him, he had already gone to bed.

After closing the courtyard door, Song Zixuan walked home and kept thinking about the content of the recipe in his heart.

That's right, fried rice is nothing more than a dish of this stir-frying method, with the same stir-frying method, different ingredients and seasonings, it will naturally make another dish, and the taste is hundreds of times stronger than the ordinary stir-frying method!

The secret of the first course of the Qing palace recipe is to use the force in the body to cook, as long as this force is used, the fried rice with ordinary ingredients can become a peerless delicacy, so how can other dishes not be?

However, Song Zixuan also understands that since Jinyu fried rice is the first dish of the recipe, then this cooking method may be the most suitable for Jinyu fried rice.

For some home-cooked dishes, Song Zixuan will still make them, but the addition of seasonings and the mastery of heat are not as good as those of a seasoned chef, so he decided to find a time to try and practice in combination with the methods taught by Yang Dazhui, and now that he has his own stove, it should be more convenient.

The next day, Song Zixuan was not in a hurry to stir-fry, although with Zheng Hui's current attitude, he might not be looking for trouble, but he didn't want to be too high-profile, he preferred to try it in the kitchen after work.

During this period, the order rate of Emperor Fried Rice was relatively stable, at least seven or eight servings a day, and more than a dozen servings, of which there were also 20 copies of orders in two days.

Although Song Zixuan has not fried the people in the restaurant, looking at the satisfaction of the guests, many people have also begun to recognize the emperor's fried rice.

But Song Zixuan knows that Tang Yaqi's role is not small, although they haven't met in the past few days, they still occasionally send a message, Song Zixuan doesn't forget to thank him every time, and he can be regarded as always in touch.

However, to Song Zixuan's surprise, although Zheng Hui's attitude eased during this time, it was a bit excessive, and he would often talk to him, and sometimes he would take the initiative to come over and say it again after the topic had been discussed, especially when he was frying imperial fried rice.

At the peak of dinner, most of the guests in the front hall were already full, and Zhou Peng was looking at the running water calculated by Luo Lili, and slapped one hand on the counter.

Zhou Peng and Luo Lili looked at the same time, a man in his fifties was standing in front of the counter, the man's black and white hair was a little messy, he was wearing a linen shirt, which looked very old, and the white background had been dressed in gray, and under the pants with dirt, there was a cloth shoe that had been worn for an unknown amount of time, and the black cloth shoes had been washed and turned white.

"Are you eating?" Zhou Peng asked a little embarrassedly, after all, the other party didn't look like a person who could afford to eat in the big food generation.

"You're welcome, I'm going to wash my feet if I don't eat? ”

Zhou Peng was stunned: "How are you talking?"

"Nonsense, why are you here without eating?"

Zhou Peng was so angry, but Luo Lili hurriedly said: "Old man, please inside, there is a menu here, you can also take a look." ”

"No, I heard you have a signature dish here, Imperial Fried Rice, right? The man squinted his eyes slightly, to be precise, he hadn't fully opened his eyes from the moment he entered the door, and he looked a little disdainful when he spoke.

"Get a portion? Can you taste it? Hehe, uncle, that fried rice is 19 yuan for 800 yuan. ”

The man frowned slightly and said, "Why is there so much nonsense? I can't afford to eat it? Hurry up, I'll see what fried rice sells at this price, if you cheat Lao Tzu not only won't give money, but also report you." ”

"Hey, old man...... Are you here to make trouble?" Zhou Peng said.

The man ignored him at all, and walked directly to the table: "Hurry up and bring it to me, do you hear?"

Zhou Peng took a deep breath, he felt as if after arriving at the Great Food Generation, except for the income being higher than before, there was nothing good about anything else, from Song Zixuan to Sang Tianshuo, and then to this old man, he was so angry......

"Is that still a point?" Luo Lili said.

"Click, look at that old man, I can't really complain or report anything, it's even more troublesome. Zhou Peng frowned and walked to the side.

The man sat at the dining table, stepped on the chair next to him with one foot, and did not forget to take off his cloth shoes and knock them a few times, and some of the guests next to him immediately quit.

"Eh, old man, are you sick? ”

"Eat, eat, eat, I won't let you eat?" he said, glancing at the man, as if someone else was wrong.

The man's girlfriend immediately stopped him and said, "Okay, you see him dressed like that, why are you recruiting him......"

The man looked around and saw that two people at the table in front of him had ordered a few dishes, and there was also fried rice, he got up and said, "This is imperial fried rice?"

"yes, what's wrong?" said the guest at the next table, with some disgust.

The man nodded, sat back without saying anything.

"Eh, why do you think this imperial fried rice is so delicious?"

"That's not ...... Nine hundred yuan a piece, who is worthy of it if it doesn't taste good?"

Hearing this, the man glanced at the two of them and said to himself, "What I don't know......

"Do you think the introduction on the menu is true, this fried rice is really a delicacy of the Republic of China?

"Haha, it's all a gimmick, I guess they made it up themselves, but the taste is not bad, but it can't reach the level of being popular all over China, right?"

Listening to the chat at the adjacent table, a piece of imperial fried rice was also served in front of the man, and the waiter said, "Imperial fried rice, sir, you use it slowly." ”

The man just wanted to speak, and the moment he smelled the fried rice, the whole person was stunned, and he got closer and sniffed it again: "This is ...... What?"

The waiter was stunned when he heard this: "Hmm...... Imperial fried rice!"

The man stood up suddenly, pointed at the man and said, "You know a fart, this is not imperial fried rice at all!"