Chapter Twenty-Six: Blackmail
This small noodle shop has no name or sign, except that a wooden board is erected at the entrance of the restaurant, on which the word 'noodle shop' is written.
When he walked into the noodle restaurant, there were only two young people eating noodles inside, Su Yang didn't look at them, he went straight to the kitchen window, and shouted directly to the boss inside: "Uncle Wang, come to a bowl of shredded pork noodles." ”
"Su Yang, why did you come to me so early today to eat noodles? Don't you go to work? You chefs shouldn't have any days off!" Wang Bo asked with his head poked out suspiciously.
"Today my master asked me to come back for a day off, so I came here early to eat noodles. ”
As he spoke, Su Yang found a seat and sat down before saying to Uncle Wang: "Uncle Wang! ”
"Okay, don't worry! I'll be right away. ”
After Wang Bo finished speaking, he smiled and went to his own work.
For Uncle Wang, it is also a happy thing to be able to let guests eat the noodles he cooked.
Uncle Wang's real name is Wang Fuqiang, he is also sixty years old this year, his son and daughter are very competitive, so he has always had no worries about food and clothing, and this time he came here to open a small noodle restaurant because it was too boring to stay at home, so he wanted to pass the time.
Su Yang also met Uncle Wang after coming here to eat noodles when he first moved over.
Seriously, Uncle Wang's craftsmanship is really speechless, a bowl of ordinary cabbage and meat noodles is very delicious, as long as anyone who has eaten it will be full of praise for it.
Therefore, although Uncle Wang's small noodle restaurant is located in a remote area, the daily customer flow is okay.
"Su Yang, your face is ready. ”
Su Yang didn't wait long in his seat, and Uncle Wang brought him the noodles.
"Uncle Wang, just let it go, let me take care of it!"
As he spoke, he went up and took the bowl of noodles from Uncle Wang's hand.
No one expected that at this moment, an accident would happen.
Since Su Yang worked out in the gym for more than two hours, even if he did half an hour of stretching his muscles, the muscles on his left arm were still very sore, and his palm had no grip strength.
The worst thing is that his outstretched hand is still his left hand with sore muscles, because his right hand happened to take the chopsticks handed over by Uncle Wang at this time.
Then tragedy happened, Su Yang's left hand was weak, and the entire bowl of shredded meat noodles fell to the ground, and most importantly, the splashed soup splashed directly on the pants of the two young men who were eating noodles on the side.
One of the young men was already angry, and he immediately burst into anger.
"Bastard, how did you get the noodles, do you want to find fault?" The grumpy young man slapped the table and immediately stood up.
Su Yang didn't want to cause trouble, so he apologized very politely: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped a little, and I will invite you two bowls of noodles!
Originally, if ordinary people heard Su Yang say this, they would definitely be embarrassed to pursue it further.
However, Su Yang didn't expect that when he said this, the other party became even more arrogant.
"Make a friend? You're not worthy of being a friend with us. The grumpy young man immediately showed a disdainful smile.
"Then what do you want?" Su Yang also frowned at this time.
"I just heard you say you're a chef too, aren't you! ”
The young man thought for a moment and then said: "Since this is a noodle restaurant, then we will compete to make noodles, as long as you can beat me, this matter will be written off, otherwise you will not only have to pay for these two restaurants, but also give us 200 yuan each, otherwise, we will give you 200 yuan each." ”
As soon as Su Yang heard it, he knew that the two of them wanted to use this to blackmail his money, but at first he didn't directly agree.
Because Su Yang knows very well that his most powerful thing is not cooking but knife skills, cooking he has naturally learned and done, but that was when he was still in school, he really hasn't done it since he got out of school, and now he has to compete in cooking noodles, how can he compare with his half-tone kung fu?
He believed that this young man wanted to blackmail himself because he saw his young age, otherwise how could they directly ask for a competition in the face of a seasoned chef?
However, Su Yang naturally couldn't let their plan succeed, but what to do, he still didn't have a little spectrum in his heart.
At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Su Yang's head.
"By the way, maybe one of the basic cooking techniques I was rewarded with was how to make delicious noodles. ”
Thinking of this, Su Yang hurriedly used his mind to recall those basic cooking techniques, and sure enough, a lot of content happened in them.
When he learned the contents, he found that the basic cooking techniques included a lot of cooking tips, which were small but very powerful, but such skills were not enough to make Su Yang a real cooking master, but they could make him a real chef.
A real chef is easy to say, but it's much harder to make.
Generally speaking, as long as they can make a few decent dishes, we call them chefs.
But in fact, a real chef must not only know knife skills, but also understand some basic cooking knowledge, and master some necessary cooking skills, generally as long as these skills are mastered, and then combined with the knife skills, then even if you do it casually, you can make some delicious dishes.
Today, Su Yang not only has knife skills that are difficult for ordinary chefs to match, but also has mastered all the basic cooking techniques, and it is not difficult to cook an ordinary bowl of noodles at all.
In addition, Su Yang is indeed short of money now, 400 yuan is not much, but for him, it is nearly a month's living expenses, and he naturally values it very much.
Thinking of this, Su Yang immediately spoke: "Okay! I can promise you." ”
"Very well! In that case, you are also a chef, so you will be the referee! I believe you will not favor anyone, right?" the young man looked at Wang Bodao.
"Of course not! Who do you think of me? The chef's duel is a dignified competition, and since I'm a chef, I won't take sides with either of you. Uncle Wang said with a serious face.
"I'm sure so, but even if you want to be biased, it's useless, because the smell is there. The young man said lightly.
From beginning to end, the other young man didn't speak, and since Su Yang couldn't understand the reason, he wouldn't think about it again.
At this time, Uncle Wang's face was also very excited, thinking that he had been engaged in the work of a chef for fifty years, but he had never been so excited as now.
In the past, the status of chefs in their time was not as high as it is now, and there were no chef competitions, and he regretted that he did not have the opportunity to participate in some official competitions at all, but now chefs have received strong support from the state, and there are various cooking associations run by the government in various places, and there are various competitions, and he will envy every time he watches TV.
Since he opened this small noodle restaurant, his life has been very fulfilling, and he has lost those thoughts.
But he never thought that he would have this opportunity to preside over this chef duel competition for Su Yang and them today, no matter what the reason for this match, this is a good thing for Uncle Wang.
This is perhaps the first and last time he has personally hosted such a chef showdown competition, and he doesn't want to have any regrets, so he's full of energy.