Chapter Seventy-One: One More Copy
While the kitchen was still busy, the huge hall of the Yufu Building was still full of diners at the moment, Xue Lan smiled and took two servings of Kung Pao Chicken from the hands of the vegetable student, turned around and put them on the dining table not far away.
"Old Lin, your Kung Pao Chicken is here, be careful, don't get hot."
These two tables of guests are frequent visitors to the Yufu Building, and often dine here, but this time because there are more people who come, and there is no reservation for a large table, so the small tables in the hall are put together, but because there is no turntable, the dishes on the table are ordered in double portions, which is easy to eat at the same time, and the atmosphere on it is also lively.
"Always come to your Yufu Building, the little girls remember me, haha."
The old man at the guest table, who was about fifty years old, looked at Xue Lan with a smile on his face at the moment, and when he spoke, he let out a laugh, and the old man was very satisfied with Xue Lan's work attitude and politeness.
Looking at the fragrant kung pao chicken on the table, Lin Lao smiled, and while holding the chopsticks, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"This Yufu Building, my favorite is this Kung Pao Chicken."
Lin Lao said, the chopsticks in his hand stretched out, took a bite of chicken, carefully put it in his mouth, and showed a look of satisfaction on his smiling face, and then, chewed slowly, and the diners at the same table were also humble and humble, when laughing and laughing, many people looked at Lin Lao here, and they also knew a lot about the old man's love for food.
"Huh?"
And just when everyone was talking and laughing, Lin Lao, who was tasting the food in his mouth, stiffened slightly with a smile on his face at this moment, and when his brows were furrowed, he made a slight sound, stretched out the chopsticks in his hand again, and took two bites of Kung Pao chicken with the same dish in a row, put it in his mouth, and tasted it again.
Lin Lao's actions, the diners at the same table also found out, at the moment, when one after another eyes came, at the other end of a gray-haired old man of the same age as him, turned sideways at this moment, looked at Lin Lao who was carefully tasting the dishes, and couldn't help laughing, but in his heart, there was a trace of surprise.
"You old fellow, it's just a kung pao chicken, and you're so intoxicated."
The gray-haired old man's voice fell, and at the same time he was surprised in his heart, he shook his head and looked at Lin Lao who was frowning slightly, he knew Lin Lao very well, but he knew that this old guy was yearning and picky about food, although he would always come to Yufu Lou to eat, but every time, even if it was Lin Lao's favorite home-style kung pao chicken, he only occasionally took a bite, and just like now, the gray-haired old man was still the first time he saw it.
"It's different..."
Lin Lao frowned slightly, shook his head and pointed to the kung pao chicken on the table, signaling to come and taste it, and the gray-haired old man lowered his head with a smile, looking at the dishes on the table, he and Lin Lao are frequent visitors to the Yufu Building, and they have ordered this kung pao chicken many times, in his opinion, the dish on the table is as usual as before, full of hues, nothing too prominent, but he still stretched out his chopsticks and tasted it carefully.
"It's no different, it feels like it's on weekdays."
The old man chewed the food in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and said slowly, and after his voice fell, Lin Lao still shook his head, and when he turned around, he looked at Xue Lan on the side, with a smile on his face.
"Girl, the master of the woks of Yufulou, is there a newcomer?"
Lin Lao's voice was kind, and when it fell, the gray-haired old man shook his head with a wry smile, and then the group looked at Lin Lao while talking and laughing.
Hearing Lin Lao's question, Xue Lan smiled and nodded, but she didn't know Lin Lao's intentions, she had an inexplicable confidence in the dishes cooked by Wang Ming, at this moment, with Lin Lao's gaze, Xue Lan was apprehensive in her heart, and when she stretched out her hand, she cautiously looked at the bottom of the plate containing Kung Pao Chicken, and a small note printed with seven fires came into his eyes, which means that this Kung Pao Chicken was cooked by Wang Ming's seventh wok.
"This is the new master in our shop cooking, what, if it doesn't suit your old taste, I'll take it back and let me remake it."
Seeing Xue Lan nodded, Lin Lao smiled with satisfaction, at this moment, as Xue Lan's voice fell, he smiled and waved his hand, and the gray-haired old man at the other end also learned Xue Lan's movements, and when he lowered his head, on the edge of the bottom of the plate, a small note with a fire printed on it was also included in his eyes, and at the moment, while giving Lin Lao a thumbs up, he also shook his head with a wry smile.
Lin Lao stroked his beard, which was not too long, his face revealed a smile, and when he immediately stretched out his hand, he handed over the kung pao chicken on the plate.
"I'll just say, it must be a replacement, you try this plate."
Lin Lao's voice fell, and someone on the side took it, and the gray-haired old man shook his head and tasted it again, and then the expression on his face was slightly stunned, and then, under the gaze of everyone, he took two more mouthfuls in a row, and then nodded contentedly.
"It's a little different, this one seems to be better in terms of taste and heat control."
The gray-haired old man, squinting his eyes slightly at the moment, nodded slowly, and said, and when his voice fell, the diners at the same table were surprised, these two old men are connoisseurs of delicious food, just a home-cooked Kung Pao chicken, can make the two of them full of praise, at the moment, a pair of chopsticks, is also stretched to that Kung Pao chicken.
Lin Lao shook his head with a smile, and when he turned sideways, he looked at Xue Lan on the side, and immediately nodded.
"Girl, let's have another one, remember, I have to make it by the No. 7 wok-master."
Lin Lao's voice came, Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then the smile on his face became even stronger, and when he nodded, he walked happily towards the food mouth.
At this moment, in the kitchen, the dishes on the cooking table have been cooked, and after the dishes in the pot are filled out of the pot again, Wang Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then looked at the watch in his hand.
As for what happened outside the hall, Wang Ming didn't know at all, after a simple tidying up, looking at the raw materials piled up in Houdun, Wang Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and even wanted to walk towards Houdun, but at this moment, at the mouth of the dish, Xue Lan's sweet voice suddenly came.
"That's... Kung Pao Chicken, another one, I'll go and place an order right away. ”
Xue Lan's voice fell, Wang Ming's pace forward stagnated slightly, and then looked at the head fire, Wang Wendong skillfully lit the stove fire, and at that moment, the stagnant pace was also taken again.
"Oh, by the way, the guest asked for the Wok Master No. 7 to make this Kung Pao Chicken himself."
Just when the oil in Wang Wendong's pot had already heated up, at the mouth of the dish, Xue Lan, who was holding the menu, smiled a little embarrassedly, and then the words that were said made Wang Ming slightly stunned, and Wang Wendong, who looked indifferent on the stove, suddenly changed his face, and then a gloomy color, and slowly climbed up.
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