Tao Xian sat in Su Changqing's study, a little bored.

He was willing to agree to Su's request for catering because of his grandfather Tao Yide.

When Mr. Tao was young, he experienced the catastrophe in China, and because of his bad background and overseas connections, he was almost killed. Su Changqing's father, Su Qiuhong, is also a celebrity chef, and he can't see the miserable appearance of Old Man Tao, so he secretly hides the beaten and half-dead Old Man Tao, and has a life-saving grace for Old Man Tao.

Old Man Su is not a person who wants to repay the favor, the incident has passed in the past, and for many years, the two sides have not been in contact. Until a few months ago, the Su family entrusted someone to come to the door and begged Tao Xian for help to revitalize the Su family's catering. Tao Xian didn't want to agree, but he didn't expect that Old Man Tao had been paying attention to the Su family and forced him to come over.

In Tao Xian's opinion, the Su family is basically hopeless.

After coming to Xinhai City, he tasted a few Su family dishes that his grandfather had been obsessed with, and the taste was very ordinary.

According to Su Changqing, this is because he has no culinary talent and has not inherited his father's craftsmanship, and the taste made by his father, Mr. Su, is much better than this.

It's a pity that Old Man Su has a hard temper, and his skills are not passed on by the Su family, so the signature dishes of Su's Catering are basically all in vain now.

Su's Catering, which has lost its signature dish, can still stand in Xinhai City for so many years, and it can really only be said that God favors it. But now that we are in crisis, it is not so simple to revitalize it.

The only restaurants he envied and were willing to save were those that were eligible to be saved, and they all had unforgettable specialties - sorry, Su didn't have any of them!

Su Changqing still has his own ideas in catering, but he can't get into Tao Xianqing's eyes, he can't sit still for a minute, but when he thinks of being nagged by Old Man Tao again after going home, Tao Xian stubbornly nailed his ass to the chair, but the smile on his face was a little smiling.

Before he came, he investigated the Su family very clearly, except for Su Changqing, only Su Changqing's daughter Su Ruotong was left.

Su Changqing himself admitted that he hadn't learned Old Man Su's cooking. And when Old Man Su died, Su Ruotong was only twelve years old, and he had no chance to inherit Old Man Su's craftsmanship. This Su family catering, even if it survives the crisis this time, it will collapse in the future, it is better to sell it early, and you can still get spare money.

Before I knew it, it was getting a little dark.

Mother Wu walked in and said with a smile: "Boss Su, it's time to eat, Miss made you a scallion roasted sea cucumber." ”

"Oh?" Su Changqing couldn't help but be surprised. Does his daughter really know how to cook?

Just now he told Wu's mother that Su Ruotong had learned cooking skills from her grandfather, Mr. Su, but Su Ruotong was only seven or eight years old when she started to learn to cook, and she only studied for three years, and these two grandfathers and grandsons with the same stinky temper couldn't stand each other.

Su Ruotong was kicked out of the gate by Old Man Su, and cried all the way back to Su Changqing's side. After that, the two of them fought when they met, even when Old Man Su died, Su Ruotong never called the old man Grandpa.

As for what Su Ruotong learned and to what extent he learned when he followed Old Man Su to learn art at that time, Su Changqing didn't know at all.

"Mr. Tao stays and eats. Su Changqing invited.

Tao Xian didn't shirk, agreed to come down, and went out with Su Changqing. Su Ruotong had already finished her meal in the kitchen and went upstairs to rest, and it was Wu's mother who was in charge of serving the food.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a refreshing and seductive fragrance came from the restaurant, and even Su Changqing, who had always been insensitive to eating, couldn't help but sniffle.

"What does this smell like?" Tao Xian's eyes lit up and he asked, his back straightened, as if the weak, half-dead man was not him at all.

"The young lady made noodles. I saw that the lady ate it very deliciously, so I gave the boss and Mr. one each. Wu Ma replied.

At this time, Su Ruotong had already gone upstairs to rest.

Su Ruotong was originally going to make beef bone noodles for herself, and the braised sea cucumber with green onions was extra.

She rolled out a lot of noodles, and Wu's mother smelled the fragrance of Su Ruotong cooking noodles with beef bone soup outside the door in the afternoon, and secretly swallowed saliva for a long time, thinking that Su Changqing might not have tasted her daughter's craftsmanship, so she took it upon herself and added this to dinner.

The noodles on the left and right are rolled out by Su Ruotong, and the beef bone soup is also processed by Su Ruotong, and the beef pieces put in it are cut into cubes after Su Ruotong cooks them, and even the green vegetables are washed by Su Ruotong, she is just responsible for cooking the noodles and putting the beef and blanched vegetables into it.

Su Changqing didn't expect Su Ruotong to have this ability, and a little pride rose in his heart.

Tao Xian and Su Changqing sat in the restaurant together, in addition to two bowls of noodles boiled in beef bone consommé, there were also two cups of steaming sea cucumbers, and four plates of home-cooked dishes fried by Wu's mother.

Tao Xian washed his hands, sat down at the dining table, folded up the cuffs of his shirt a little, picked up the soup bowl with beef noodles, and took a sip of soup first.

His nose is very pointed, just smell it, he knows that only this bowl of noodles and the cup of sea cucumber on the table can enter his eyes, as for the four home-cooked dishes made by Wu's mother, although the ingredients are good, but the craftsmanship is too poor.

When eating noodles, the first bite of the soup is very important, and from the taste of the soup, you can taste whether the person who made the noodles is attentive or not. At the same time, it is a sign of respect for the chef to taste the original noodle soup first.

Su Changqing was not as careful as Tao Xian, he was really a little hungry, so he directly picked up a noodle with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

With a light bite, it was slippery, strong, slightly sweet, and the rich wheat flavor exploded in Su Changqing's mouth in an instant.

Before he woke up, a whole noodle was sucked into his mouth, chewed, and even couldn't help but make a soft sound of "squeaking".

Since he was a child, Su Changqing has never eaten such delicious noodles, this noodle has a magical power, which can make people want to stop at all.

And Tao Xian, who tasted the soup flavor, also widened his eyes, the taste of this soup is really a little wonderful.

Influenced by Western food culture and Tao Xian's own developed taste buds, he can easily taste all kinds of compound flavors that ordinary people can't distinguish.

In this soup, he first felt a fresh mellowness, not much salt, which just brought out the freshness, and even made it a little sweet. The second is the fragrance of citrus flowers, and then the taste of the fine beef, combined with the sweetness of the citrus, makes the taste of the beef even better. In addition, the base taste is subtly added with a little bit of herbal bitterness that ordinary people can't taste, as well as a trace of spicy taste that can't be grasped......

What a magical taste! Tao Envy's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Mother Wu, bring me another bowl. When Tao Xian was still tasting the taste of the soup, Su Changqing had already finished eating his share of noodles, put the bowl down, and shouted.

Tao Xian came back to his senses, looked at Su Changqing's empty noodle bowl, and couldn't help shouting despicable in his heart!

"I'll add another bowl too!" Tao Xian was unwilling.

"Su Dong, there is only a little noodles left, and it is difficult to make up one share. Mother Wu was a little embarrassed, she kept that little bit of noodles, she wanted to make her own taste later, but she didn't expect Su Changqing to eat a bowl with the guests.

"Give it to me! I'm so hungry today!" Su Changqing ignored Tao Xian's eyes, touched his stomach, and pretended to smirk: "Mr. Tao eats more food! ”

"Mr. Su, eat more vegetables! This noodle is hard, you are old, pay attention to your health, don't eat too many hard things." Aunt Wu, please give me that face. ”

Tao Xian and Su Changqing, you don't let me, I don't let you, look at each other like fighting cocks.