Chapter Twenty-Three: Do You Have the Ability to Beat Me?
They sat down at a random table, ordered a hoof flower and two side dishes, ordered two bottles of beer, and began to wait for the food to be served.
"How are you going to get to know Wu Jiang?" asked Li Xiaoming curiously.
"Learn from you, and watch. I can't cook, the problem is that I can blow!"
"Yes, you have the final say. ”
After a while, several dishes came up, and Chen Wu pretended to clip a piece of hoof flower under the skin, dipped it in the dipping sauce and took a bite, and immediately shouted loudly: "Waiter!
A waiter hurriedly ran over and smiled and asked, "Sir, is there anything you need?"
Chen Wu put on a disgusted expression and said, "Who made your hoof flower, call your chef who made this hoof flower." ”
When Li Xiaoming heard this, he was immediately happy, he was so excited about Wu Jiang in later generations, I didn't expect Chen Wu to come to this set, the problem is, there is no problem with this hoof flower!
When the waiter heard this, he immediately became anxious: "Sir, you can't talk nonsense, we are a more than 10-year-old shop, and hoof flowers are our signature dish!
Chen Wu waved his hand and said proudly: "If you want to go, you will go, what is so verbose, and the hoof flower was not burned by you, how do you know right." ”
The waiter hesitated for a moment, and finally reluctantly ran to the back kitchen under Chen Wu's careless eyes.
Within two minutes, a thin man in his early thirties rushed out in a chef's uniform and carrying a spoon.
This thin man is only about 1.7 meters tall, but his eyebrows are very distinctive, just like Guan Gong's eyebrows, and his sideburns are hooked forward like a knife, typical of a hot temper face.
A chef's suit was so greasy that it was almost impossible to see its original color, and on his feet were a pair of old cloth shoes, and he didn't look like a young man of twenty-five years old.
Especially his eyes, at first glance, there is only one slit in the thief's slightness, and only when you look carefully can you see that this guy is purely despising people.
He followed the waiter to Li Xiaoming and Chen Wu in front of them, and when he saw that they were two hairy children, his original apprehension turned into anger, thinking that these two little hairy children were looking for a beating, and his mouth was not slow at all.
"It's the two of you? Say Lao Tzu's stewed hoof flower is spicy chicken?"
Chen Wu still looked like he was beaten up, and even stepped on one foot on the chair.
He picked up the unwarranted tooth flower with a toothpick, glanced at Wu Jiang with slanted eyes, and just when Wu Jiang was about to run away, he said slowly: "You stewed this hoof flower?"
"Isn't it your grandfather, I stewed it or you stewed it?" boy, I advise you to make your words clear, otherwise I will beat you all over the world today!"
Chen Wu shook his head disdainfully: "It's just that you still call it a stewed hoof flower! Then let me ask you, where is the essence of the stewed hoof flower?"
Wu Jiang didn't think about it, and blurted out: "It's rotten when it's clamped, and it melts in your mouth!"
"Fart!" Chen Wu slapped the table and jumped up directly.
He pointed at Wu Jiang with one hand, and roared excitedly: "Stewed hoof flower Stewed hoof flower, the essence is not in the stewed word, it is actually in your crooked and evil way, how can you be a chef?"
Wu Jiang was obviously stunned when he heard this, and before he could speak, Chen Wu continued: "You can take out this thing that has been pressed in the pressure cooker for half an hour to show off? You still stew hoof flowers? Is this called stewing? This is especially called hoof flowers! The taste in the skin and flesh has not blended with the fragrance of the bones at all, are you still embarrassed? It melts in your mouth? Ahh
The more Wu Jiang listened, the more confused he became, he always felt that he was reasonable, but he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't say what he wanted to say, and his whole face turned red.
The surrounding diners also focused their attention on them, watching them reason with Chef Wu with interest.
Chen Wu didn't care about this, he continued to open the braggart mode: "Authentic stewed hoof flowers, casserole simmering, simmering over low heat, to achieve your taste for at least five hours, at that time, the fragrance of bones and skin, meat and tendons are perfectly integrated, glutinous but not rotten, fragrant but not greasy." ”
"What about you? just ask for a convenience, it's rotten when you clip it, rotten is rotten, and you still need your dipping dish to cover the greasy taste under the skin, and you're embarrassed to say that your hoof flower is not a spicy chicken?
Wu Jiang was so angry that his face turned from red to black, the problem was that he just couldn't say half a sentence.
This is also caused by his temper, usually the temper of the cow is a cow, but as long as you take advantage of it, he will not fight you if you scold him as a pig.
Of course, Li Xiaoming and Chen Wu can afford his willingness, which is his temper. Actually, it's quite pleasing.
Chen Wu roared tired, sat down and poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and was about to continue, when the stool next to him rattled and sat down alone.
Chen Wu looked up and saw that Wu Jiang was so angry that he was dying of anger before, and now his smile was like a strange Shu Huang who tempted little Lori with a lollipop.
"Hehe, little brother, I didn't expect you to be an expert!" Wu Jiang said with a grin, rubbing his hands back and forth uncomfortably.
Chen Wu glanced at him and said disdainfully, "If I don't have two brushes, I dare to compete with you?"
"Yes, yes, little brother, you are right, I really ignored these details in order to sell money, I corrected it, do you think there is any other advice?
Chen Wu shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "There is no more advice, I don't know how to cook." ”
"Ah, little brother, don't say that, how can a master like you not know how to cook, don't entertain your brother!"
"Brother, I really didn't lie to you, it's just that I'm very good at eating, and I'm here when it comes to cooking. Chen Wu said with a smile, stretching out his little finger and shaking it by the way.
Li Xiaoming saw that the heat was almost over, so he stood up, stretched out his right hand and said, "Okay, Master Wu, I'm not joking with you, hello, my name is Li Xiaoming, this guy is Chen Wu, we don't mean anything else, the main thing is to make friends with you." ”
Seeing this, Wu Jiang stood up helplessly, and it was not appropriate to change the spoon in his hand, and finally put it in the hoof flower of the two of them embarrassedly, and then stretched out his hands and shook hands with Li Xiaoming: "Hello, hello, hello! Alas, I'm really embarrassed today, next time I will let the two of you eat the most authentic stewed hoof flower!"
"Hehe, Master Wu is serious, in fact, this hoof flower is already very good, mainly because my buddy loves to pick bones in eggs. ”
Wu Jiang shook his head and said with a serious face: "Where is it, Brother Chen is right! I patronized and saved trouble, and threw away the original meaning of food, which is a shame!"
Chen Wu said shyly: "Hehe, what's the matter, don't beat me, right?"
Wu Jiang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, how dare I! The two little brothers are capable people, how dare I be rude to the two of them!"
"Hey, Xiao Ming, I suddenly thought of a sentence. Chen Wu said to Li Xiaoming embarrassedly.
"What's that?" Li Xiaoming asked curiously.
Chen Wu pretended to cough twice, and said to Wu Jiang: "Hehe, you have the ability to beat me?"
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