122 Remuneration
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The biggest requirement of the banquet meal is not a full stomach, nor the color and fragrance, but the beauty of the small and exquisite. One bite at a time, no need to chew, no residue, melt in the mouth is the highest pursuit of those gentlemen and ladies.
Of course, their main goal is not to come to eat, so it's not a big deal if they don't meet the requirements, it's just that they will quietly give a bad review after the banquet and never come back.
You know, a banquet that lasts three or four hours also requires a lot of physical strength, how can you just drink and talk without eating?
In Luo Yuanyuan's thinking, the Nangong family was the kind of small family that was stumped by the banquet and had to ask for foreign aid. Don't take it for granted that you spend twice the price on others.
Luo Yuanyuan washes her hands, checks materials, designs menus, and makes meals according to the standard process, which is as serious and rigorous as going to a battlefield that determines life and death.
Looking at Luo Yuanyuan's unknown cute appearance, thinking about the dark side that Luo Zhiyuan said to himself, Luo Xiuyuan smiled and shook his head, ignorance is sometimes a kind of happiness.
Yu Shisan is different from Luo Xiuyuan, he is considered to have grown up in the slum, although he is one year younger than Luo Yuanyuan, he has seen more of the black and gray gloom of this world, and he only thinks that Luo Yuanyuan's pure white simplicity is even more rare.
Approaching Luo Yuanyuan with a smile, Yu Shisan smiled brightly, "Sister Yuanyuan, what is delicious, can I taste it first?" β
Luo Yuanyuan was about to reach out to rub Yu Thirteen's head, but found the flour in her hand, withdrew her hand awkwardly, and said with a smile: "It's all some small snacks, Thirteen can eat more if you are interested!" β
Looking at this harmonious and beautiful scene, Luo Xiuyuan felt uncomfortable, coughed lightly, and said lightly: "Yuanyuan, there is a master chef and a second chef in this banquet, you don't have to think about it so much, just cook a few good meals." Moreover, I seem to have seen Brother Murong coming. β
Luo Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, silently went to the faucet to wash her hands, and stood holding the basin for a while, then slowly turned around and made a small pot of seven-leaf bile tea.
The brewing time was not too long, Luo Yuanyuan poured a small cup and tasted it, made sure that the taste was bitter and sweet, soaked just right, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and poured a cup for Yu Shisan and Luo Xiuyuan, and then poured the tea into a newly opened thermos flask, and said with a smile: "Brother Nuo came from the administrative star, I'm afraid I haven't eaten anything, I'll go and prepare!" β
After speaking, Luo Yuanyuan put a small piece of sea bass in the steamer and steamed it, and only put a little ginger and flavor on it. In the other pot, a cup of japonica rice, a specialty of Yudaoxing, was put to a boil on high heat and boiled slowly over low heat.
While waiting for things to be cooked, Luo Yuanyuan took out a yam from the refrigerator, washed it neatly, slipped it, added some vinegar, sugar and other seasonings, put it in a small basin together, and poured it full of ice cubes and water to chill.
Luo Yuanyuan's movements were neat and crisp, like flowing water, but Luo Xiuyuan felt that he had done something wrong, and looked at Luo Yuanyuan with a pale face, not knowing how to comfort his sister-in-law.
Yu Shisan was busy diligently, asking questions and gags, but Luo Yuanyuan was not a little better.
When everything was ready, Luo Yuanyuan pressed Yu Shisan, who was spinning around beside her, with one hand, and then grabbed Luo Xiuyuan's arm, and said with a smile: "I should have known that a little-known little transparent like me could have someone pay double the salary to invite him." Now that I know it's because of Brother Nuo, I've seen a lot. Today, others invited me for Brother Nuo's sake, and one day someone will bother Brother Nuo to invite me! β
Yu Shisan and Luo Xiuyuan looked at the blindly optimistic Luo Yuanyuan and smiled at each other, but they didn't intend to expose the truth.
It's going to be guilty of blackening a piece of white paper, so let this stupid girl be so naΓ―ve to think it!
Luo Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, stroked Luo Yuanyuan's hair that was tightly pressed by the hat, and said with a smile: "It's good that Yuanyuan can figure it out!" β
Yu Shisan also smiled amusedly: "I can eat now!" β
The three of them made a fuss in the kitchen.
Outside the door, Murong Nuo smelled the faint scent of sweet potatoes floating in the air, and said with a low smile: "It's actually sweet potato porridge, my luck is really good!" β
After draining the red wine in the glass in one gulp, Murong Nuo turned around and walked to the hall, there was still a room of people waiting for him to deal with! Even if you look at those people acting like clowns with a cold face, you have to mix it up, don't you?
After all, he's paid well!
It is worth his cooperation to act.
The end didn't take too long, as long as Murong Nuo showed a little fatigue, he naturally had Nangong Jin and Gongsun Wu arrange it.
Murong Nuo finally waited for his payment.
This bowl of inconspicuous porridge is a thick porridge with a fluffy and sweet sweet potato, no other additives, no meat and bone broth, no other seasonings, but the slightest astringency of the rice itself is unconsciously neutralized.
This is a bowl of porridge that is very smooth, and it is very pure to present the characteristics of rice and sweet potato. The porridge slipped smoothly through his esophagus into his stomach pouch, causing all the cells in his body to let out a sigh of contentment. After eating, my appetite was filled and I wanted to eat more.
Luo Yuanyuan pushed the small piece of perch and a small dish of yam forward, and Murong Nuo smiled.
Steamed sea bass has the best taste and is served with refreshing yams, which is very nourishing to the stomach.
Murong Nuo suddenly took Luo Yuanyuan's hard work, and looking at the smiling girl in front of him, the fatigue of the afternoon's journey and all the unhappiness at the banquet suddenly disappeared.
The coldness in the corners of Murong Gongzi's eyes and eyebrows gradually melted, and he smiled at the girl in front of him: "Has our family Yuanyuan missed me these days!" β
This sentence is like a stroke of genius, which frightened many people, but the heroine was half unconscious, and nodded with a smile, "Yes!" I really want to miss it! Without Brother Nuo, no one will notice the advantages of others! It's better that Brother Nuo is here! β
As soon as these seemingly true and false words came out, Murong Nuo heard the meaning of the little girl's words - this was a stomach full of unhappiness to confide!
Murong Nuo stretched out his hand to take off the hat on Luo Yuanyuan's head, smoothed Luo Yuanyuan's hair, and tried to make Luo Yuanyuan's feeling of love and action movie heroine lighter, lighter, but comforted the little girl's fragile self-esteem in his mouth, "Our Yuanyuan is a character who wants to become a top chef, who is willing to wronged our family Yuanyuan!" β
Luo Yuanyuan pouted, but she still cared that this was someone else's territory, swallowed the words full of words, took out the tea brewed in the thermos flask, and said in Murong Nuo's hand, "You still eat yours!" (To be continued.) )