"So, do you want to fight with me? Or do you want to use olive grits?" As soon as Wu Hongyuan entered the private room, he saw several faces of regular customers, but he was not like Master Wei of Xiangyan, who took every regular customer to heart.

Li Liyang and the others were originally going to pick up things, but when they met Chef Wu with a serious face, their previous momentum was suddenly dispelled, but the olive grits they were holding in their hands gave them confidence, whether they could be kicked out today, and if they wanted to eat this signature dish, it would depend on the olive grits in their hands!

"No, no, let's just come to have a discussion, Master Wu's dishes are so delicious, I can't talk about fighting vegetables, but I tasted a good olive grits outside, so I want to invite Master Wu to taste it." The courage that olive grits brought to Li Liyang was dispelled without a trace under Master Wu's unangry and arrogant eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, what about your olive grits, take it out and I'll taste it. ”

Wu Hongyuan with a little contemptuous mentality, as the glass jar containing olive grits was opened, first a familiar smell of southern ginger came to his face, Wu Hongyuan frowned, just by the taste of this jar of olive grits, it can be seen that the craftsmanship of this pickled olive grits is nothing more than that. With such ordinary olive grits, why does Chaoyang still call himself out?

However, even if he treats diners a little arrogantly, Wu Hongyuan takes cooking very seriously, and his apprentice Chaoyang probably knows his personality, so he never jokes about dishes, so he finally picked up an olive grit.

Wu Hongyuan keenly found that the taste of olive grits was different from the general, the most special of which was the almond fragrance, but soon Wu Hongyuan found that the fragrance came from the olives themselves, otherwise just by virtue of this rough research and development method, the olive grits in this jar could not have such a special fragrance, and he was lost in the olives.

"Tell me, what do you want to order?"

"Chef Wu, we don't mean anything else, we just want to..."

Originally, Li Liyang was afraid that Wu Hongyuan would drive them out, so he continued to defend himself, but in the end, his companion hit him with his elbow and quickly reported the name of the dish: "Eel, taro snail slices, fried rice with bamboo shoots, stewed duck, thin-shell rice soup!"

None of the dishes picked by the other party were easy to make, Wu Hongyuan said angrily: "The time is too short to prepare, you can come again at this time tomorrow!"

Saying that, Wu Hongyuan left the private room, but Li Liyang and the others breathed a sigh of relief and said at the same time: "What have you just experienced! We actually ordered all of Chef Wu's signature dishes at once! Olive grits, I love you!"

Saying that, Li Liyang exaggeratedly kissed the olive grits jar in his hand, and then the door of the box was opened again, and Chef Wu's apprentice Chaoyang went back and said to them: "That, the master wants to buy the olive grits you brought, so that you can tell us where you bought this olive grit?"

"You don't have to buy it, just take it away, I bought this olive grit in Xiangmanlou. ”

Chaoyang looked at the glass jar in Li Liyang's hand with some disgust, and finally left with his sleeve.

After returning to the kitchen, Wu Hongyuan began to become restless, and he began to constantly think about what kind of chemical reaction this olive would produce with this special taste if it was used for cooking.

"Master, I have already inquired, this olive grit was bought by them from Xiangmanlou. ”

"When will they be able to buy more high-end olives than we are?"

You must know that the output of good olives is limited, and it is manually picked, so the price has not been cheap, and Wu Hongyuan is confident that his supply advantage in the Chaoshan area is not available in any restaurant in Tongcheng, and the appearance of this batch of olives in Xiangmanlou has given him a sense of crisis.

Soon Chaoyang brought back even worse news: "Master, at present, many Chaoshan restaurants in Tongcheng have begun to use this batch of olives, which is a new product produced by Kunyang Fruit Industry." ”

"Kunyang Fruit Industry?" Wu Hongyuan muttered, after all, he had heard of the name of Kunyang Fruit Industry, but because of his confidence in the ingredients he had found, all the ingredients in Wu Hongyuan's store were shipped from his hometown, so many Chaoshan dishes were only available to him.

"Chaoyang, what are the restaurants that are currently using Kunyang olives?"

"Xiang Manlou, Xiang Ji, and Liu Ji are all using it. ”

Wu Hongyuan didn't expect that these familiar restaurants had already fallen, so now there was no choice.

"If you go to contact Kunyang, you will say that we Hongji Restaurant will ask them to purchase a batch of olives. ”

Wu Hongyuan had never had contact with Kunyang before, so he naturally didn't know the rules inside, and thought that this olive could be bought with money, after all, he was used to being arrogant in his own territory, so he couldn't change his stinky problem for a while.

In the end, Chaoyang did not bring good news to Wu Hongyuan, the number of olives in Kunyang that flowed into the market was not much, and all of them were purchased by various restaurants, and it was too late for Hongji Restaurant to come forward now.

"Do you think there's any way to get this Kunyang olive?"

"Master, it is said that this Boss Zhou of Kunyang is a very good-looking person, and he originally likes to watch the wholesalers busy, you said that if you take the initiative to come to the door, and then go to make him a table of Chaoshan famous dishes, Boss Zhou thinks it is delicious and has face, maybe this thing can be done. ”

"Five dishes! At most, there are only five dishes, you go and tell him that this is my bottom line!" Wu Hongyuan still has his arrogance even now.

Zhou Kun also felt inexplicable when he received a call from Hongji, what did it mean to suddenly go to his house to cook?

"No, you can buy olives and contact the salesman of our company, you don't have to go to my house to cook. ”

Lao Jin happened to be at Zhou Kun's house for some reason, and after hearing it, he said: "Let him come, maybe I still know the master who makes Chaoshan cuisine, even if I don't know him, the people in this kitchen must know him!"

When Wu Hongyuan came to Zhou Kun's house with his own kitchenware and ingredients, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar person: "Senior brother, why are you here?"

"I'll talk about this later, what ingredients did you bring with you? I can't find any handy ingredients here!"

Suddenly, Wu Hongyuan changed his previous arrogance, and instantly changed back to the attitude he had when he was learning to cook: "There are blood eels, thin shells, taro paste, bird's nests and ducks." ”

"Blood eel may not be acceptable according to the taste of Tongcheng people, replace it with ordinary grilled eel, thin shell, water duck left, taro mud bird's nest, these two are you going to make dessert?"

"Yes, the taro paste is on the sweet side, the bird's nest is just light, and the two add up just right. ”

"Yes, are the teals processed or alive?"

"It's been pre-processed. ”

"The duck is hairy, you go and deal with it again, clean it up for me, don't smash the signboard of our Chaoshan cuisine. ”

Even though Wu Hongyuan has been independent for a long time, he still doesn't dare to pose in front of the majestic senior brother, after all, his blackface stunt was learned from the one in front of him. When he learned cooking with Wu Hongyuan's master, he gave Liang Guoyun a few years of fighting.

However, Wu Hongyuan, who had duck feathers in his hands, still didn't understand why his senior brother Liang Guoyun didn't tell himself when he came to Tongcheng, so he ran to Boss Zhou's house to cook without a sound.

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