There are not many authentic Chaoshan restaurants in Tongcheng, but Hongji Restaurant is definitely one of them, every time you come to Hongji Restaurant, the must-order thing is casserole porridge, because you can send a Chef Wu's secret olive grits.

"Boss, table 12 has a fried thin shell, salt-baked snails, brine platter, plus a pot of lye water white porridge, and finally the guest asked us if we could send an extra olive grit. ”

"No, there is only one olive grits per table, not more. Wu Hongyuan refused the guest's rude request with an expressionless face, you must know that although this olive grits are a small dish that he gives away for free, but pickling olive grits is not so easy, and if you want to make it delicious, you must have your own unique secret recipe, plus the southern ginger and fresh olives in Tongcheng are not easy to find, so the olive grits have also become more expensive, Wu Hongyuan deliberately set a rule of only giving away and not selling, but only a small portion of a table is given.

The waiter left with an embarrassed face, after all, the boss is already so stubborn, if the guest is still difficult to speak, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be kind today.

"I'm sorry, this guest, but we're sorry that we can only serve one olive grit at a table. ”

"It's okay, we know a lot of rules on Boss Wu's side, just send one copy. ”

To say that Chef Wei of Xiangyan is just difficult to speak, but there is still some interaction with the diners, but the stinky face of Boss Wu on the Hongji side is known to the familiar diners.

But on the boundary of this copper city, it is like Chef Wei who is inseparable from Hunan cuisine, and the Hongji Restaurant opened by Wu Hongyuan on the side of Chaoshan cuisine must be the first choice.

Just because only Hongji Restaurant in Tongcheng can get this thin shell, blood eel and other famous Chaozhou ingredients, they can only bow their heads when they are far away from home.

The taste of Tongcheng has always been sweet, although it is also a light taste, but it is far from the taste of Chaoshan area, and Hongji Restaurant has become a comfort for diners when they miss the taste of their hometown.

"Actually, Lao Yang, you don't have to look at Boss Wu's face today, see what good things I have brought you!" As he spoke, Li Liyang took out a glass jar from behind him, which was pickled olive grits.

"Don't, brother, I advise you to put away this olive grits quickly, you don't know the stinky rules of Boss Wu's side, don't enter foreign dishes, if you enter Boss Wu's blacklist, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for us to find a place to spend time in the future." ”

Wu Hongyuan was originally the head chef of a well-known hotel in Chaoshan, and finally opened such a small restaurant in Tongcheng for some reason, and set up a lot of rules for cooking delicious dishes by himself, but the taste is really authentic, so many Chaoshan diners have been accustomed to him.

"Don't be afraid, I know Boss Wu's rules, but I also heard that he has another rule, that is, as long as the dishes brought win Boss Wu, then the diners' bills can be waived that day, and you can also order five Boss Wu's signature dishes, do you say there is such a thing?"

"I also know this rule, but do you want to use the olive grits in front of you to compete with Boss Wu? I advise you to stop thinking about this, I see that your olive grits have not been marinated for a long time, do you know how long the olive grits on Boss Wu's side will be pickled at least? At least three months! You can't win with this alone, let alone the taste. ”

"What are you anxious about, let's try it first!"

This jar of olive grits was bought by Li Liyang from another Chaoshan restaurant, although the taste of that restaurant has always been inferior to Hongji, but last time Li Liyang tasted their new olive grits, he was shocked and bought a can of olive grits from the other party at a high price, in order to come to Hongji to find something.

Yes, Li Liyang is here to find something. In his opinion, Boss Wu is too hypocritical, although the dishes are delicious, but there are a lot of rules for cooking, and their group of diners have never felt that the customer is God's treatment here, so this can of olive grits shoulders the glorious mission of challenging Master Wu, and whether you can eat the signature dish today depends on this can of olive grits!

Several people in the private room tasted the olive grits respectively, and found that the sweet olive grits were also mixed with the aroma of almonds, which made the taste of the southern ginger softer.

"This olive grits may really be able to win Master Wu's craftsmanship. ”

"So, we have a hope that we can eat Master Wu's signature dish? I want to eat grilled eel!" Li Liyang's friends here have already begun to fantasize about what they can order after winning.

"Excuse me, serve!" The door of the private room was suddenly opened, and at this time, the waiter saw a jar of olive grits on the table and said, "Sir, we are not allowed to bring outside food here." ”

"I know this, but we're here to fight with Master Wu today!" The olive grits he brought were affirmed by his friends, and Li Liyang began to become confident.

"Fighting dishes?" the waiter obviously didn't know there was such a statement.

"Go and call your foreman. ”

Soon, the word that someone proposed to fight vegetables reached Master Wu's ears.

"Chaoyang, you go and see what's going on, if someone makes trouble, just drive them out. "Chef Wu is very confident in his Chaoshan cuisine, and you must know that the Chaoshan chefs who can cook better than him are usually a few old friends he knows, so naturally he will not rashly propose to fight with him.

They are a group of diners who don't know the height of the sky, there are a lot of names in this Chaoshan cuisine, in short, send their apprentice Chaoyang to see first, if they can't even pass their own apprentice level, I'm afraid that it will be a waste of their time to go.

Master Wu continued the work at hand, originally he thought that these diners who said they wanted to fight dishes would definitely be driven away by their apprentices, but he didn't expect Chaoyang to come back and look like he wanted to talk and stopped: "Master, why don't you go to Haiyan's private room to have a look?"

The stir-frying action in Master Wu's hand did not stop, but his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, it seems that the other party has two brushes for the things he brought this time, otherwise Chaoyang would not have offered to let him come forward.

After calmly removing the pot from the heat and putting it on the plate, Master Wu asked, "Tell me, what dishes did they bring this time?" Is it brine, casserole porridge, or seafood?"

"Neither, master, it's a jar of olive grits. ”

"Olive grits?"

Wu Hongyuan didn't expect that the other party challenged himself was olive grit, you must know that olive grit, as a small dish, is a snack for many Chaoshan people, but the more common this kind of side dish, the more difficult it is to make it well, and his olive grits are also decades of old craftsmanship, and now the other party actually proposes to compare olive grits with himself, interesting!

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