"Public loser?"

Wang Ningcheng was stunned.

After the Mo family became famous in Chang'an City, the past has been turned over by people, especially the grievances between the Mo family and the public loser are even more talked, although Wang Ningcheng is just a shopkeeper, he also knows that the public loser and the Mo family are mortal enemies, once the public loser comes to Chang'an City, he will definitely oppose the Mo family.

"What about stir-frying...... Wang Ning became a difficulty.

Even if Sun Yangzhengdian solves the problem of dishes and chopsticks, the Mo family's stir-fry will crush Sun Yangzhengdian.

"Stir-fry? Is this what you are talking about?" Wang Zhe smiled proudly, took out a few pieces of rice paper from his arms, and handed them to the shopkeeper Wang.

"Here's the recipe?" Wang Ningcheng glanced down and exclaimed.

Wang Ningcheng has been in charge of Sun Yangzheng's store for many years, and he is familiar with the recipes, looking at the new recipes in his hands, Wang Ningcheng was shocked, it stands to reason that such a top-secret recipe as stir-frying, which restaurant is regarded as a stunt at the bottom of the box, how could it be in Wang Zhe's hands.

"This ......" Wang Ningcheng was shocked.

"Don't worry, this is the Mo family's stir-fry recipe!" Wang Zhe said with a strange smile.

When the Mo family recruited workers on a large scale, he consciously placed a lot of people in Mojia Village, after all, the Mo family's performance during this period of time was too dazzling, if ordinary people get one or two, they will be able to be crowned officials, and if they are obtained by the family, it will be enough to be rich and noble for a hundred years, and the Mo family seems to be worthless and sprinkled directly, how can it not make people feel itchy.

Wang Zhe believes that it is definitely not only the Wang family, there must be a lot of people in Chang'an City, and there must be many small works of major families in Chang'an City who have mixed into Mojia Village and waited for the opportunity to move.

And the person Wang Zhe planted happened to be assigned to the Yuzhuangyuan Building, and he successfully obtained this recipe, which surprised Wang Zhe smoothly.

Holding this recipe, Wang Ningcheng was excited and felt very tricky, and was embarrassed: "Young master! The Mojia stir-fry has just been launched, and if our Sun Yangzheng store can make stir-fry later, I'm afraid it will attract criticism. Wang Ningcheng frowned.

After all, Sun Yangzheng Store is a century-old brand. Stealing other people's recipes rashly is a big taboo, and I am afraid that it will smash the signboard.

"Don't worry! How could Master Ben smash the signboard by himself! Wang Zhe said.

"But......" While the shopkeeper Wang was pleased, he reluctantly looked at the recipe in his hand! is as anxious as a eunuch meeting a beautiful woman.

"However, Young Master Ben has already sent someone to spread this recipe to all the major restaurants in Chang'an City, and it is not logical for Sun Yangzheng to launch stir-fry after stir-fry is popularized?" Wang Zhe was proud.

After Wang Zhe got the recipe, he immediately thought of killing two birds with one stone, which not only protected the signboard of Sun Yang's main hall, but also caused losses to the Mo family, pulling the Yuzhuangyuan Building and other restaurants to the same level.

As for whether those restaurants will use the method of stir-frying, Wang Zhe has no doubt that no restaurant can use this recipe, unless he wants to wait for it to go out of business.

"Young Master is wise!" Wang Ningcheng complimented. This young master of his own family is first-class in terms of means, except for a little love of face, he can't wipe his face in front of the Mo family.

"The little one, let the kitchen try this method of stir-frying first, and it will definitely not disappoint the young master!" Wang Ningcheng was impatient. Anyway, there are no customers now, and the kitchen is idle, so it's just a good time to practice.

In the back kitchen of Sun Yangzheng's store, the fire was raging and the smoke was billowing.

A slightly chubby chef is learning to stir-fry dishes step by step according to the recipe.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the proportion of each serving is not bad at all, you can be a chef in Sun Yangzheng's restaurant, not to mention anything else, these basic skills are absolutely top-notch, and you can definitely restore the dishes after reading the recipes.

Soon, three plates of stir-fried vegetables were already placed in front of Wang Zhe and Wang Ningcheng.

Wang Zhe reached out and took out a pair of brand-new chopsticks, only to realize how powerful Dr. Sun's article was, and even he was subconsciously affected, not to mention other people.

Although he was secretly annoyed in his heart, Wang Zhe had no intention of changing the chopsticks, after all, who knows if the chopsticks used by the other party have the root of the disease that can be contagious!

"The taste is average!" Wang Zhe carefully tasted the three plates of stir-fried dishes, and couldn't help frowning.

"Is there a problem with the recipe?" Wang Ningcheng tasted a new pair of chopsticks in a decent manner, and felt that it was not as delicious as it was in the mouths of guests.

The black-clothed chef tasted it, shook his head and said: The recipe is fine, it should be a problem with the pot. ”

"Pot?" Wang Zhe was puzzled.

The black-clothed chef explained: "The small ones are already made in strict accordance with the recipes, even if they can't reach the level of the Mo family's chefs, they are not far behind, young master, you see, this dish has been burned in some places, and there are still a little raw in many places, of course it will not be delicious." ”

"What pot do you say?" Wang Ningcheng asked.

"A very thin, one-handed lift, and evenly heated, smooth surface for stir-frying." The black-clothed chef looked at his heavy cauldron and shook his head.

"Then don't you go buy it!" Wang Zhe said loudly.

"Ugh!" Wang Ningcheng and the black-clothed chef looked at each other.

"Childe, according to Xiao's many years of chef experience, there is no such pot at all!" The black-clothed chef shook his head.

The quality of iron in this era is not good at all, and if the bottom of the pot is too thin, it is easy to be damaged, and it will not be damaged at all.

"What about the Fish Champion Building?" Wang Zhe asked rhetorically.

"If as expected, the Mo family may be using a brand new pot!" The black-clothed chef said solemnly.

"Uh-uh!" Wang Zhe was speechless for a moment.

The person who arranged it himself has already been exposed when he makes a recipe, is he still stealing a pot?

The public loser should be able to make a pot! Well, definitely.

As Wang Zhe said, no one can refuse stir-fry recipes, and when major restaurants really experiment with stir-frying, they find that they still lack a good pot.

However, Rao is so, all kinds of simple versions of stir-fried dishes have appeared in major restaurants, stir-fried dishes have become the mainstream of the catering industry in Chang'an City in an instant, although the taste is not as good as the fish Yuanlou, but the price is cheap, but it has also attracted many people.

"Shopkeeper, the time is ripe!"

In the Yuzhuangyuan Building, Xu Jie looked at the rows of butterfly-shaped wok pans in front of him, and his eyes flashed with excitement, and now most of the restaurants in Chang'an City have launched their stir-fried dishes! Stir-fried food has become the most popular word in the catering industry in Chang'an City, and anyone who has not heard of it seems to be outdated if they have tasted stir-fried food.

At this time, the Mojia family launched the most suitable iron pot for stir-frying, and with the recipes, you can imagine how popular it is.

Right!

Merton never thought of cherishing the stir-fry broom like the Song Dynasty in history, he never thought of making a lot of money with stir-frying, and his goal was to stir-fry the pot from beginning to end.

Even the fact that the recipe was circulated was intentional on his part, otherwise how could a new outsider get in touch with the core of the fish-like kitchen?