Peng Yuan's craft manager couldn't comment, because the manager hadn't eaten authentic mutton steamed buns. However, when Peng Yuan finished collecting the soup and sprinkled the chopped coriander into the bowl, the manager still commented pertinently, "How is it a bit like a person who spits it out after drinking too much... ”

Peng Yuan's face was a little unhappy, "Manager, you can slander my cooking skills, but you can't insult Bao Bao." This is the essence of Northwest cuisine, you look slimy is actually normal, we northerners taste the stinky tofu made by you southerners for the first time, don't you also think that it is made by rice fields, this is a regional difference! ”

The manager wanted to be angry, but after thinking about it, people finally made it, and he didn't eat it or don't talk nonsense, what if the big man outside the door likes to eat this kind of vomit? "Haha, I'm kidding! I think it's okay to look good, but I don't know if I have an appetite for the outside. ”

Peng Yuan took out a cigarette from the manager's jacket pocket and lit it, "If you want to say that the original taste is not bad at all, it is impossible, but I dare to guarantee it." We were in a hurry, the soup was not boiled in place, and in our hometown, we had to take a big pot to boil mutton bones! We don't have that condition here. But I think for that master, it should be very satisfying to be able to eat such a bowl of hometown flavor in Hankou, which is thousands of kilometers away from his hometown. ”

The manager picked up the steamed bun and was about to leave, Peng Yuan cut a few slices of raw garlic from the board and put them on the edge of the bowl, "If he asks if there is any sweet garlic, you will say that the conditions are not allowed, let's take the raw garlic first!" ”

"Cheng, if he is satisfied with his food, I will hire you as the third chef!" The manager swore by it. "Hey, Bodhisattva bless!"

As soon as the manager left, there was a creaking sound on the stairs outside the house, and the second chef saw that Peng Yuan was the only one in the kitchen, and his pride immediately climbed up his face. "Who told you to smoke in the kitchen? Pinched. ”

Peng Yuan trampled the cigarette butt under his feet, "Second master, how is the master?" ”

The second chef took out a cigarette and lit it, "It's stable, I'm sleeping at this time!" You're okay, kid, where did you learn the earthwork, weird! ”

Peng Yuan smiled slightly, "It's okay to love to read, I figured it out blindly." ”

"Get out of the way!" The second chef brutally squeezed Peng Yuan aside, and then sat on the seat of the exclusive head chef. "Say you're fat and you're still panting, you know, only the proud are humble!"

Peng Yuan arched his hand and said, "In this way, the second master is humble and has arrived home." Hahaha. ”

The second chef was speechless for a while, and said for a long time, "What about the manager?" ”

"The manager brought the mutton steamed buns I made to the guests outside." Peng Yuan's eyebrows raised.

"What, you did? Gotta run quickly, and if the guest is dissatisfied for a while, give the manager an ear scraper, and the manager will give you a fist when he comes back. "The second chef's words were extremely mean.

The manager pushed open the kitchen door, and immediately closed the door from behind with both hands, panting roughly.

"Manager, the guest is not satisfied! I'll just say this kid can't use it. The second chef gloated.

The manager pointed at Peng Yuan's nose and was speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong, manager?" Peng Yuan's face did not show a trace of panic.

"You, you will be the third chef in the future." After the manager finished speaking, he sat on the ground, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, about to find a match, Peng Yuan pulled out the cigarette in the mouth of the second chef and gave it to the manager's cigarette, and the flames flew up with a pop.

The manager's eyebrows turned into a flower, "Oops, that guest gave a high opinion of your steamed bun." They also promised me a few kind words for our club in front of the major general! Peng Yuan, you are really a little fairy sent by heaven to save me! ”

The manager shook Peng Yuan's hand, "By the way, he heard that you are also from Qindu, and he specially wants to meet you!" He also said to let you cook him another soup, and I asked him what kind of soup it was, and he said you know. ”

Peng Yuan nodded, boiled the remaining mutton soup again, and then sprinkled the shallots and whistled and walked past the second chef with a surprised face, and bumped his elbow with his waist, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

Peng Yuan came to Wu Jingya's side with a smile on his face, he looked at the clean plate and nodded in admiration, and then put the soup bowl respectfully in front of Wu Jingya. "Your soup is ready."

Wu Jingya lowered his head and sniffed with his nose, and then sipped a little with his mouth, "Come on, come on, sit!" ”

"Thank you."

"Where are you from Qindu?" Wu Jingya asked.

"I live on Lekang Avenue in the east of the city, what about you?" Peng Yuan asked, crossing Erlang's legs.

Wu Jingya looked at Peng Yuan's style, and became more and more curious about this fellow villager. "I'm near Sanya Village in the south of the city!"

"I heard that the gourd chicken there is good, and there is a bamboo 40 miles south that tastes the best." Peng Yuan recalled the past of Qindu like a few treasures.

Wu Jingya wiped his mouth with paper, "Has anyone ever said that you are very... ”

"Up?" Peng Yuan changed his leg and raised Erlang's leg again.

"Hahaha." Wu Jingya covered his stomach with one hand and his mouth with the other. "Hey, cowhide, cowhide."

Peng Yuan fiddled with the dishes in front of Wu, "Oh, it would be nice if every guest ate like you." ”

"Why?" Wu Jingya picked up the soup and drank it.

"You don't even have soup left on the dishes you've eaten, so we don't have to wash them in the kitchen!"

"Oh, don't you dare to make me laugh anymore, I've been away from home for so many years, don't say, I really haven't met a fellow villager outside!" Wu sighed.

Peng Yuan also agreed, "That's natural, Qindu is also known as Xiaotianfu, the accumulation of the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, the life of the common people is hungry, they can't support it, it's too comfortable." It is difficult for people to have a great success when they have a heavy local complex. The wife and children will be satisfied with the hot kang head for a lifetime. It's really unenterprising. ”

Wu Jingya looked at Peng Yuan, "The words are very reasonable, but from the mouth of the person dressed in your clothes, tsk, it's a little unconvincing!" ”

Peng Yuan knew that Wu Jingya looked down on him, so he changed the topic, "Fellow, I see that you have a fierce light on your forehead, listen to my advice, this place is not suitable for a long time, your auspicious position is in the east by the sea." ”

Wu Jingya stood up nonchalantly, "Do you think you're right?" ”

"I think I'm okay."

"If you are really right, I will serve you, not you who will serve me." Wu Jingya opened the kitchen door, "However, for the sake of my fellow countrymen, I will still say a lot of good things for you in front of the young general!" ”

Peng Yuan bowed and thanked him, "Then thank you, Brother Jingya!" ”

Wu suddenly turned his head when he heard this, and at this time Peng Yuan had already put away the dishes and chopsticks and entered the back kitchen.