Chapter 38: Fifty Dollars

Finally came to the day to go to the TV station to record the program, a day in advance, the director summoned everyone to the station to talk about the rules, first of all, he said that assistants are not allowed before the finals, and only one or two assistants can be brought before the finals. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Sinan sighed, it is not easy to realize the wish of hugging and Lao Zhang, and it is unknown whether he has the strength and luck to enter the finals.

Sinan raised his eyes and looked at the other seven contestants, a beautiful person ~ wife in the style of Tong Xiangyu, and six middle-aged and elderly men who were tall, short, fat and thin. They were also looking at each other, and when they saw Sinan, everyone snorted from their nostrils in unison, and they didn't bother to hide their disdain and contempt. Sinan shrugged, blame me for stunting?

-- The trivial details are not listed, it is meaningless to make up the number of words, and wasting everyone's time to read chicken bits and pieces is murder.

After the draw was completed, Sinan and the old man were in a group. Sinan has heard of this person's name, Zhang Guangxian, the ancestor from the Qing Dynasty opened a restaurant, the Republic of China was the largest, many officials and celebrities came to his house to entertain guests, some of the prominent families in him still have a long-term private room, and then after several troubled times gradually withered, after the reform and opening up, the brain-active Zhang Guangxian and the family together, the name of the old shop was raised, and someone was found to remake the plaque, which is known as the private dish of the Qing Dynasty, officially opened.

Sinan felt that he was unlucky, and he came up to be an old veteran who opened a restaurant. When Zhang Guangxian heard Si Nan's name, he came over and asked in a low voice, "Does Si Shenzhi have anything to do with you?" The surname is not common, and the old man guessed correctly. Sinan said that it was my father, and the old man said that the Siren had gone, please take care, quite a bit of a senior.

The program team gave each of them fifty yuan, and the camera followed, let's go, let's go to the supermarket to prepare materials.

Zhang Guangxian looked unhappy: "Just a little money? ”

The director calmly said: "Yes, generally the family uses this money to have enough for a meal, and you only need to purchase the ingredients for a dish, which is a lot." ”

When they arrived at the supermarket, the two acted separately, with a cameraman behind each person, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.

Si Nandong looked at the west and found that he was lucky, and there was actually a good quality of powder root - northerners don't know how to eat lotus root, crispy lotus root powder lotus root is stupid and stupid and can't tell the difference, when learning from southerners to make pork ribs and lotus root soup, they always feel that the lotus root is not soft and glutinous enough, and they think that they are not hot enough, but in fact, they choose the wrong materials. There are also people who accidentally buy crispy lotus root when they mix cold vegetables, so they don't eat the crispness of lotus root, but their mouths are full of embarrassing dregs.

This time, the supermarket happened to have a batch of pink lotus roots, and Sinan picked a few without hesitation. Seeing a serious Jinhua ham, put it in front of his nose and smell it, the unique salty aroma of fermented and dried meat came to his face, Sinan wanted to buy it, but found that the money was not enough, so he could only sigh and buy a piece of pork belly bacon, and the taste was so-so and passable. Turn your head and buy a small handful of fine gold hooks, rub your fingertips lightly, and the shrimp skin will fall off, which is not bad. At this time, there was not much left of fifty yuan, so she used the remaining money to buy some big bones from others, and after thinking about it, she called and asked the director if there was any glutinous rice in the station, and the answer was yes, so she went home.

When I went to check out, I found that the old man was frowning and walking around the counters with his hands behind his back, Sinan leaned over: "Uncle Zhang, you haven't decided yet?" Zhang Guangxian sighed: "It's difficult for a good woman to cook without rice." Sinan smiled, said hello and left first. The old man opened a private restaurant, and if he wants to sell the price and force the price, the raw materials must not be readily available, otherwise you will have the skill of the gods to adjust the ding, and the people who come to eat will not be happy.