CHAPTER XLII
The next day, Du Qiyue went to Zuifulou and met Wu Mingyao, Wu Mingyao wanted to buy the seven dim sum recipes yesterday, as well as the method of making noodles, he thought that Du Qiyue would agree as readily as the previous times, but this time Du Qiyue refused without thinking about it.
Wu Mingyao was a little puzzled, and Du Qiyue told him that he wanted to rely on those eight dim sum to go to other people's birthday banquets to make some money, and if he sold them to Wu Mingyao, he would definitely not be able to do these eight dim sum in the future outside Zuifu Building.
It's not that Du Qiyue can't think of other dim sum recipes, in fact, in addition to the recipe of longevity noodles, he really doesn't care about selling the other seven dim sum recipes to Wu Mingyao, it's just that he has sold him several dim sum recipes recently, and it should arouse suspicion if he sells it again. After all, he can explain that he made up a few dim sum recipes at home in his free time, and he can't say anything more. The original owner had lived in the academy for โกโก of the previous ten days, how could he have so much time to make so many fresh snacks, if this happened to someone else, he wouldn't believe it if he told Du Qiyue.
Wu Mingyao listened to Du Qiyue's explanation and felt that it was indeed the case, with Du Qiyue's appearance at the birthday banquet yesterday, he believed that someone would soon come to invite Du Qiyue to come over to make snacks, if Du Qiyue sold all the recipes to him, he would earn at most one or two hundred taels of silver, but if he kept it for the future, he would be able to earn all this silver in a few years.
"It's me who is abrupt, and please don't be embarrassed. It's just that I want to ask Le Ya to go to my house to meet my cousin once, he is not in good health, and he only stays in the yard all day long, which is strange and boring. Wu Mingyao made a gesture and said.
"Last time, the wind chill of the young master looked better, I don't know if it's better now?" Du Qiyue thought of Zhao Yiyun's always pale and weak face, and couldn't help asking.
"It's because the wind chill is good that I invite you to come over and make a bowl of noodles to celebrate." Wu Mingyao said.
"Cheng, then I'll go over after eating at noon." Du Qiyue responded.
"I want to invite Le Ya to perform in the Jade Courtyard once......"
"Then ask the owner to let someone carry the things to the Jade Courtyard first, it's a good day, just put them in the yard, don't put them in the house and smoke the young master." Du Qiyue said.
"Okay, then I'll give the order." Wu Mingyao said, and then walked away happily.
After Du Qiyue and Wu Mingyao finished speaking, they entered the kitchen, and as soon as they walked in, they received complicated eyes from everyone in the kitchen. As soon as Da Mao came today, the people in the kitchen pulled him to ask about the matter of yesterday's Hejia Dart Bureau, and everyone heard from Da Mao that Du Qiyue had been rewarded, and their moods were a little complicated. Especially those chefs, they are muttering in their hearts, Zuifulou is the first restaurant in Dahu Town, they are the best cooks, why didn't Boss He invite all of them to the birthday banquet, but only invited Du Qiyue to make dim sum in the past, if they all went, maybe they could get some rewards.
The reason for this is actually very simple, Mrs. He is a person from the county in the southwest, and she likes to eat sour and spicy heavy dishes, and the chefs of Zuifulou are all locals of Dahu Town, and the dishes they cook are light and sweet.
"Xiaoyue, it's out, your father must be happy to know it." Lei Cheng walked up to Du Qiyue, patted Du Qiyu's shoulder and said.
Lei Cheng is the boss of this kitchen, and when other chefs saw his style, they praised Du Qiyue one after another, and those apprentices even praised Du Qiyue's craftsmanship as if there was nothing in heaven and earth. Fortunately, Chef Wei is not here, otherwise he would have said what would have happened to him.
In fact, Chef Wei is not having a good time now, one of the chefs who went to the He Family Dart Bureau to cook yesterday is the chef in the restaurant where Chef Wei used to work, and the relationship with Chef Wei is good, as soon as the birthday banquet is over, Chef Wei ran to ask the man about Du Qiyue's affairs in He's house, and when he heard that Du Qiyue won the three purses rewarded by Mrs. He, he immediately got a headache with anger, and now he is still lying on the bed and humming. Thanks to Du Qiyue's low-key behavior, the cook didn't know that Du Qiyue had a reward of fifty taels in addition to three purses, otherwise Chef Wei would have to vomit blood on the spot in anger.
Chef Wei was sick and rested at home, and Laishun took leave to take care of him as an apprentice, and there were no these two annoying people in the kitchen in the morning, Du Qiyue was much more comfortable working than before, and it didn't take long for him to eat. Du Qiyue remembered what he had said to Wu Mingyao in the morning, so he casually picked up a few mouthfuls of rice to fill his stomach and went to Wu's mansion.
Lian Ming was already waiting at the gate of the Wu Mansion, and when she saw Du Qiyue coming, she directly took people to the Shuyu Courtyard.
Now that the weather is getting hotter, Zhao Yiyun's illness has recovered a lot, and he is not so afraid of cold, at this time, the sun is just right, so he and Wu Mingyao sat under the shade of the courtyard and played chess. When the two saw Du Qiyue coming in, they didn't say anything, only nodded and turned their eyes back to the chessboard.
Du Qiyue saw that the two of them were playing chess seriously, so he didn't bother, and walked to the place where the desk and stove were set aside and began to prepare to knead the dough. In addition to Wu Mingyao and Zhao Yiyun in the courtyard, there are only Wu Mingyao's two personal attendants, Lian Ming and Liuming, as well as Zhao Yiyun's nurse Shu Ci Mama and personal attendant Qin Yun, and the other people are not there, and the eyes of the six people are all staring at the chessboard, so Du Qiyue is not worried that someone will learn his recipe for mixing dough, and after mixing the flour, he kneaded it generously.
Zhao Yiyun had never seen others kneading dough, and when he was playing chess, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Du Qiyue, but he couldn't take his eyes back. Du Qiyue's whole person exuded a special brilliance, his expression looked extremely focused, and his slender hands danced on the table with a special rhythm as if they were dancing, making it impossible to take their eyes off.
"Cousin?" Zhao Yiyun didn't drop the chess pieces for a long time, Wu Mingyao looked at him suspiciously, and immediately laughed: "Cousin, let's play chess first, it's not time for ramen, don't guard it!" โ
"I think this one is pretty nice too." Zhao Yiyun said, and simply put down the chess pieces in his hand and looked at them intently.
"What's there to see about this?" Wu Mingyao was a little puzzled, in his opinion, kneading dough was really a boring and irritating process, and it was not worth watching at all.
"It's amazing, isn't it, it's just a light and tasteless powder, but in his hands, it suddenly turns into a dough as white as jade, it's really beautiful."
"White as jade!?" Wu Mingyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Du Qiyue holding a dough in his hand, but no matter whether he looked at it horizontally or vertically, he didn't think there was anything beautiful about this dough, but the dim sum made by Du Qiyue was very good.
"Hmm." Zhao Yiyun nodded and looked at it quietly.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Du Qiyue raised his head and smiled more seriously, "Ramen is about to be ramen, please take care of it." โ
Then Zhao Yiyun saw the most impressive performance in his life, the thick dough gradually became slender in Du Qiyue's hands, and finally turned into white filaments, like a trick, which was impressive.
Zhao Yiyun's focused eyes Du Qiyue quickly noticed, with the help of slipping, Du Qiyue glanced at Zhao Yiyun quickly, and then his heartbeat became faster unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little nervous, this is not the first time someone has looked at him like this, but I don't know why Zhao Yiyun looked at him like this, and felt that the muscles in his body began to become stiff.
Du Qiyue swallowed her saliva, and told her in her heart that the reason why she felt nervous was only because Zhao Yiyun was too nervous, and she looked at him with such a focused eye, so that he couldn't ignore it, and it was normal for him to feel nervous. Thinking like this, Du Qiyue's heartbeat slowly returned to normal, and his attention returned to the work in hand.
Du Qiyue had already made the same noodles thousands of times, so even if his mind just drifted to the clouds, his hands still made noodles that satisfied him with his feelings. Du Qiyue was worried that his strange appearance just now would be seen, so he looked up at Wu Mingyao and Zhao Yiyun, and saw that the two of them were still watching his movements with interest, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief and shook the noodles in his hand casually, so that each noodle was naturally dispersed before he put the noodles into the boiling water.
"Yesterday I sat too far away at the birthday banquet and didn't see all the movements clearly, but today I sat so close that I finally saw it clearly, but I still can't figure out why the dough pattern thinner when it is shaken and pulled. Leya, can you sue me for the reason? Wu Mingyao asked with his fan lowered his chin puzzled.
There are a lot of noodles made today, and they can't be cooked at once, Du Qiyue stirred in the pot with chopsticks, and casually made up a reason: "I can't tell you this, but I suddenly discovered this when I was trying to make new dim sum, and then I made it after a long time of practice." โ
"How long is it about a long practice?" Wu Mingyao asked.
"It's been a few years, and it takes a lot of experience to make such fine noodles." Du Qiyue said that he only learned this work after six or seven years, and ordinary ramen chefs can't come up with such thin and long ramen.
"The one who followed you yesterday and the day after tomorrow is an apprentice in our restaurant, right, are you going to teach him this?" Wu Mingyao asked again.
Du Qiyue divided the cooked noodles into two balls and poured them into two noodle bowls, and said, "I can't learn this even if I read it a hundred times, I just let him start." โ
Wu Mingyao nodded and didn't ask anything more, in fact, he really wanted to find someone to learn Du Qiyue's skills, even if he didn't use them to make the store's signature pastries, it would be good to eat them at home from time to time, but looking at Du Qiyue's appearance, he really planned to keep it as his own unique craft.
The noodles were quickly served to Zhao Yiyun and Wu Mingyao, and Wu Mingyao was not afraid of being hot and couldn't wait to eat a bite. Zhao Yiyun didn't pick up the chopsticks immediately, but looked at the thin noodles in the noodle bowl and the side dishes carved into delicate flowers.
"This is really like a painting, I have always thought that Du Langjun's dim sum is very beautiful, and it is always so beautiful that people are reluctant to eat it."
"Then I won't be so beautiful next time." Du Qiyue said.
"Why?"
"Because I make it so good-looking, I hope the young master can eat more happily, if the young master is not willing to eat, then I can't make it so good-looking." Du Qiyue said, his gaze didn't dare to stay on Zhao Yiyun's face, so he stopped at Zhao Yiyun's hands.
It was a pair of hands that were not small, the fingers were very slender, but they looked very strong, and the hands were also a little grooved, not even as soft as Wu Mingyao's hands, they were a pair of hands that belonged to men, beautiful and attractive hands.