"We have." Qi Jiuli said confidently.

"Haha, okay, then you go to the kitchen, Guizi, you take this little brother here, and when he does it, let the people in the kitchen avoid it." The middle-aged man explained.

A righteous gentleman, Qi Jiuli secretly thought.

"Uncle, charcoal."

Qi Shan nodded, said hello to the middle-aged man and went to find Chi Lingmiao to get charcoal, he had just brought some of it, it was definitely not enough to cook vegetables.

Qi Jiuli went to the kitchen and walked around, Guizi talked respectfully to the people who were busy in the kitchen, and then an uncle came out and told Qi Jiuli which ingredients could not be moved and which ones could be used.

Qi Jiuli is not focusing on the ingredients now, but the kitchenware, she was negligent, modern charcoal grilling utensils and dry pot utensils must have been customized in ancient times.

"Is there a small stove? I'll fill the charcoal later. Qi Jiuli thought of the closest kitchenware, "Is there a small pot?" ”

Guizi had already said hello, and the person doing the work in the kitchen listened to Qi Jiuli's words, so he brought the stove and pot, "Is this pot big enough?" ”

Qi Jiuli looked at it as slightly smaller than the wooden basin, but it was still big for the one to be put on the table, and it was not a hot pot, "Is there anything smaller?" ”

"No matter how small it is, you can't fill a plate." The young man with the pot said, "This is the smallest pot in our Autumn Flavor Restaurant." ”

Qi Jiuli nodded, "Thank you, little brother." ”

With the pot, Qi Jiuli went to pick the ingredients, she planned to make a dry pot tofu, the old tofu was cut into rectangular pieces, half a centimeter wide, cut a few slices of pork belly, garlic and dried chili peppers were cut for later use, and some sauce was added, and she tasted it with her little thumb.

When all the things were ready, Qi Jiuli stopped moving, and when Qi Shan came back with charcoal, in line with the principle of not wasting the opportunity when he came, Qi Jiuli talked to the master who was doing the work in the kitchen.

Qi Jiuli noticed at a glance that the most elegantly dressed master in the kitchen, because in the kitchen, everyone was wearing coarse caftan brown, only the caftan brown worn by this master was made of cotton, and the word "kitchen" was embroidered on the hem of the clothes, and just now the noble son had the most respectful attitude towards him.

"Master, you look like you're good at cooking, I don't know your master's surname, what kind of dish is you best at?" Qi Jiuli was full of smiles, and the master didn't like it when he saw it.

"They are all good at it, and their families have been chefs for generations." The master listened to Qi Jiuli's words, and he was happy in his heart, and replied with a smile, it is not a secret, Qiuwei Restaurant knows it, "I am also a cook, what is not a noble surname, the young man will call me Uncle Jiang if he is happy." ”

Master Jiang is approachable, Qi Jiuli is of course close, and respectfully gave Master Jiang a look, "Uncle Jiang turned out to be a family student, and the kid is disrespectful." ”

Qi Jiuli blurted out idioms, looking very knowledgeable, Master Jiang was surprised and praised him, "I didn't expect that young man, you are a scholar, you speak one by one, it sounds comfortable, but why didn't you continue to read at your age?" ”

Master Jiang asked bluntly, and there was no colorless expression in his eyes, Qi Jiuli said truthfully, "Where has the kid studied, it was taught by my brother, my brother is a scholar who can read, and he is very concerned about his younger brothers and sisters at home, and when he comes back from learning knowledge from a private school, he will always teach us." ”

"We also learned a few words, which is comparable to real readers." Qi Jiuli said modestly, "Those words just now were not long after I learned them from my brother, and I originally thought the meaning of the words was difficult to understand, but I didn't expect to meet Uncle Jiang today, isn't this word Uncle Jiang." ”

A heartfelt rainbow fart, the smile on Master Jiang's face became deeper and deeper, he can really be called a family history, the ancestor has also been a royal chef, but the ancestor has no intention of officialdom, returned to his former residence, and now it has gradually declined after several generations, but the craftsmanship is still there, and the autumn restaurant can invite him to look at the thatched house.

Master Jiang is also literate, after all, he has to understand the recipes, none of the guys in the back kitchen of the Qiuwei restaurant are literate except for him, and now he meets someone who has something in common, Master Jiang is a little closer to Qi Jiuli, and his age is similar to his own boy, so he is treated like a junior.

"Master Jiang, the time has come." A man of about thirty years old shouted as he entered the door.

"Oh, good." When Master Jiang came out of the kitchen, Qi Jiuli followed curiously, and saw a round adobe hanging stove next to the back kitchen.

Chef Jiang opened the wooden baffle on the side and used the tongs to pull out an iron plate, on which were pieces of light pink pastries in the style of plum blossoms, which looked strange and exquisite.

is worthy of being a chef with family roots, Qi Jiuli sighed, this pastry is so delicate that people can't bear to swallow it.

But now Qi Jiuli was more excited, "Uncle Jiang, is there any excess of this iron plate?" Can you borrow it from me? ”

Master Jiang put the iron plate aside to cool, and after taking out three iron plates one after another, he put down the tongs, and Qi Jiuli stepped forward to ask when he saw the opportunity.

Master Jiang had a good impression of Qi Jiuli, and agreed, "There are any unused ones here, so you can take them yourself if you need them." ”

When Qi Jiuli heard this, he praised again, "Uncle Jiang, you are not only good at work, but also have a good heart. ”

Hearing this, Master Jiang laughed again, and with a small shovel, he carefully shoveled up the pale pink pastry on the iron plate and loaded three pieces into the plate, "You, it's really sweet, this pastry is for you to eat, let you taste your Uncle Jiang's craftsmanship." ”

Qi Jiuli's eyes widened suddenly, and his face revealed a tangled magic, "Uncle Jiang, although the kid wants to try it, but this pastry is not cheap at first glance, the kid can't afford it, and it's not easy to eat in vain, when the kid has made a business and made money, he must come to Qiuwei Restaurant with his family to have a meal, and then taste Uncle Jiang's craftsmanship." ”

Qi Jiuli's words were very ambitious, and Master Jiang's impression of her became better and better, "Try it now, can't Uncle Jiang afford to invite you to eat a few pastries, you are seeing me outside." ”

When the shopkeeper of Qiuwei Restaurant arrived in the backyard, he saw Jiang Houchun, the almost unsmiling chef of his restaurant, smiling amiably at Qi Jiuli.

An Uncle Jiang is kind, and a Jiuli is amiable.

Jiang Houchun also urged her to eat snacks, not only that, but also asked the young man to take the oil paper envelope and put twelve plum blossom pastries for her to take home to taste for her family.

"Uncle Jiang, you are really good to the kid." Qi Jiuli was a little embarrassed, but Jiang Houchun gave it so really, she couldn't refuse it, so she could only take it.

"Jiuli, what are you going to do with this iron plate?" Jiang Houchun asked curiously.

Qi Jiuli was a little ashamed, "The kid is going to get an axe in front of Uncle Jiang today, cook a few fresh dishes, and then sell his own charcoal to the shopkeeper." ”