Rumble~

The fire in the stove spewed high like a pillar of fire.

"Get up!" the chef shouted, and the pillar of fire licked the bottom of the steel pot like a tornado. The oil temperature of the iron pot is rapidly raised, and the pot is under the high temperature.

Zila~

I can only hear the sound of frying. High-temperature frying turns the shriveled and hard pan into a fluffy and crispy one. The dry pan of the pan rice grains absorbs the moisture of the fat and swells.

The chef scooped up the iron spoon, and the pot was put out of the pot and into the white porcelain plate.

"Hah!" the chef urged with his palms, and a hot wind blew in his palms. Let the temperature of some of the remaining grease on the pot continue to rise, so that the resulting pot can form an uneven crisp texture.

"Cut a thousand mountains horizontally!Split ten thousand laws vertically!I hit me, I beat me, I beat me~"

The chef is flying with knives, and all kinds of materials are constantly washed from the sink by the chef and thrown directly into the air. Seeing the flash of the knife, the various ingredients have already changed into the shape they should be, and then obediently fall into the pot.

"Here comes the fire!"

The flame tornado appeared again, and the eight-colored sea and land ingredients collided passionately with the grease in the pot. The freshness of the squid and the aroma of the pork are combined under the chef's sauté pan.

"Cook, serve!"

A freshly fried pot and a just super good sea and land Bazhen have been handed over to the running hall.

Those who ran the hall did not dare to delay, and carried the Nine Grades Heart Method "Warm Fire Decision", and heated and kept warm the food on the plate with both palms. Then he walked quickly in the lobby of the hotel with the light gong "Walking through the Forest", and went straight to the box on the fourth floor of the restaurant.

Pushing open the door of a box by the window, the junior boy of the running hall greeted warmly: "Guest officer, your Eight Immortals Pot!"

After saying that, Xiao Er poured the still hot sea and land Bazhen toppings directly on the pot.

I only heard a sizzling sound, the white mist was filled, and the fragrance was overflowing. The fried fluffy and crispy pot instantly absorbs a large amount of umami and soup from Hailu Bazhen, and the taste and texture become full and flexible.

"Guest officer, please use it slowly. The shopkeeper said respectfully.

"Wait a minute, it's a little hot, cool down. ”

When the guest had a request, the shopkeeper immediately said, "Please wait." The shopkeeper respectfully exited the box, and after a while, another shopkeeper walked in and saluted and said, "Distinguished guest, I have the job number 9527 at your service. How much temperature do I need to regulate?"

"It's too hot, try to cool it down. ”

"Okay. 9527 nodded, then waved his palms at the ceiling. The air came down in a very short time.

9527 smiled: "If the temperature rises, the guest can summon himself to come and cool down again." Then I will retire first, and I wish you all a happy meal. ”

All this is the best in Xicheng, no, it is the best restaurant in the whole Jiangcheng, the daily life of the Treasure Food.

After Jiang Xiaoyu watched 9527 leave the box, he smiled and picked up a chopstick pot and put it in the Jiang Banshan bowl opposite him: "Godfather, this Eight Immortals pot is a new dish recently released by the Zhen Cuisine Association." It tastes good, you can taste it. ”

Jiang Banshan grabbed a piece and threw it into his mouth, crunched and chewed it crisply, and nodded: "Well, that's good." The chef at this delicacies is still not wrong. Chef Lin, who has the strength of seven grades and also cultivates various cooking techniques, is really the first in Jiangcheng. This taste is not much worse than Xinxiang's Tianxialou. ”

"Godfather, what are you talking about?"

"It's just a small rundown restaurant. That is, it is seventeen stories high, with thousands of tables and a back garden of tens of thousands of square meters. The boss and chef is also a first-class guy who is touted as the first knife in the city empire. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu: ...... Can anyone tell me how to take this call?

"The most important thing in the restaurant is the taste. The taste is well done, and the rest is nothing. Can the dishes made in the name of the first knife of the empire be more delicious?"

"Can't you?"

"No! only more expensive!"

"Taught. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu felt that every moment with his father-in-law could get all kinds of education.

Jiang Banshan ate food and drank wine, and after eating half full, he began to speak: "Little fish." What do you think of this city lord who took office today?"

"It's not a good thing to beak. It's just the first time I've seen him. Jiang Xiaoyu frowned.

"Wang Shixiang, Ziyuantai. This Wang Yuantai is also a great figure in Xinxiang. I heard him back then, and the saint who scolded him as a spokesman in Lantai was autistic several times. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu asked incredulously, "He scolded the saint for being autistic?!"

"Hey, hey. ”

"Then the saint didn't cut off his head?!"

"That's what he's good at. He was once a classmate of the current Shengshang, and it is said that he slept in the bunk bed in the Imperial Taixue Academy. Jiang Banshan took a sip of wine, picked up a piece of red stewed beef and threw it into his mouth.

This red stewed beef is stuffy and soft and delicious, and the beef fibers are full of spices. And these spice flavors did not steal the limelight of beef, but set off the beef more delicious.

"So father-in-law, you told me this morning that this city lord is not simple, and the big things I think about need to be pinned on him, but that's why?" Jiang Xiaoyu poured wine for his father-in-law.

"But I saw him today having such a close relationship with Long Sihai, the director of the steel plant, that the two of them looked like old friends who had known each other for many years. This ......"

Jiang Banshan smiled and shook his head: "This is everything, you can't just look at the surface. Some things can only be understood but not spoken. This Wang Shixiang has scolded the saint for many years, but it's fine, why was he so simply demoted this time?"

"The rumor is not that he is standing ......" Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, but gestured his thumb: "Is this degraded?"

"When the fake is true, it is true, and when it is false, it is also true. Hehe, this poem written by His Majesty the First Emperor is really flavorful. Jiang Banshan suddenly stopped talking about this topic, but changed his words and said, "Xiaoyu, how much is the peace money this month?"

"Twenty thousand thousand gold dollars. As usual, the Ranger brothers take their share of the money. One for my father, one for me. The brothers who had been injured and disabled in the past to keep the city safe took another copy. The consumption of the armor in this month is a bit large, and the inner armor of many brothers is too old, and the defense is not good. It also cost thousands of gold dollars to replace a batch of inner armor. There are also 5,000 gold dollars that have been dotted up and down in the official office, and have been given out according to the usual practice. ”

Jiang Banshan smiled, took a sip of wine and said, "Xiaoyu wait, it is estimated that the city lord of Jiangcheng will look for you again in the next two days." ”

"For the usual things?" Jiang Xiaoyu frowned: "This is indeed unruly, but Jiangcheng is a place ......"

"Hehe, it's not that simple. You'll know when the time comes. But the godfather will tell you a word, that is, no matter what Wang Shixiang says, you should just fart. ”

Jiang Xiaoyu: ...... "Okay, godfather." But godfather, you've taken me as your godson for so long, can't you tell me what you used to do?"

Jiang Banshan raised his eyebrows: "You can guess, if you guess what I used to do, I'll tell you what I did." ”

Inside the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Chang Ke stood in front of Wang Shixiang with a frosty face, and she held a wooden plate in both hands. The 100 gold dollars on the plate were neatly wrapped in red paper.

"Teacher, you see that Jiangcheng has been corrupted to such a field, this ......"

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. Wang Shixiang touched his beard, and an unknown smile appeared on his face.

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