When Mu Bangxiang returned to the barbecue restaurant, Mu Sanwei was sitting on the bench and napping, there was not even a fly in the huge shop, she sighed deeply, what should I do next?

"Xiangniang, I finally saw you." The person who came was Zhao Sanniang, the proprietress of the tofu shop, who brought a bowl of sweet bean curd and a few pieces of fresh tofu, "I just heard from the guest what happened yesterday, so I wanted to come and see you." ”

Mu Bangxiang likes Zhao Sanniang's friend more and more, she is very good and always thinks about others.

In modern times, she is crawling around in the kitchen where almost all men are around, and she doesn't seem to have any friends with the same surname, and she can't imagine the friendship she had all of a sudden in ancient times, which seems quite good.

"Sanniang, you are so good to me, I don't even know how to repay you."

Zhao Sanniang pushed the sweet tofu flower and said with a smile: "If you want to repay me, hurry up and make this shop prosperous, and invite me to a ...... when the time comes, what?" ”

"Barbecue." In ancient times, there was no word for burning, everyone used to say that it was roasted meat, and Zhao Sanniang couldn't remember it even if she looked at the signboard.

"Yes, it's a barbecue, don't talk about it, I'm still busy over there, I'll go back first." After speaking, Zhao Sanniang hurried back to the tofu shop.

Mu Bangxiang sent her back to the door of the store, and when she turned her head, she saw Mu Sanwei who was drinking tofu brain, she thought for a while and asked, "Do you know the housekeeper and cook lady of Wu Mansion?" ”

"Fan Niangzi?" Mu Sanwei put down the spoon, the bowl had bottomed out, and he still looked unsatisfied.

"Do you really know each other?" Mu Bangxiang thought that the two of them were both cooks, and asked casually, but they didn't expect much, who knew that Mu Sanwei really knew each other.

"The tastes of several masters of the Wu Mansion are notoriously tricky, and the cooks of the Wu family changed wave after wave before she came." Mu Sanwei said in a deep voice, "I heard that she has a lot of specialty dishes, whether it is flying in the sky or running on the ground, she can make them delicious." He is especially good at seafood, and he is even better at making fish tart. ”

Mu Bangxiang nodded: "I want to sneak into the Wu Mansion, what should I do?" ”

Mu Sanwei didn't ask her much what she was going to Wu Mansion for, but pointed out directly: "Fan Niangzi is the kitchen manager of Wu Mansion, if you want to go in, naturally you can't compete with her in terms of seafood, and you can't show most of your culinary talents, it's best to pretend to be only one dish." ”

That's right, if you pretend to be the same, that is, you won't make Fan Niangzi jealous of her talent, and she will stand out among them.

Mu Bangxiang originally thought that Mu Sanwei would only eat, drink and have fun, but he didn't expect that he was also a good hand at attacking people's hearts.

"Daddy, where did you use to be a cook?"

"The big family in the capital, after staying for a long time, I have seen a lot of battles in the back house, and I have learned a little more." Mu Sanwei had already seen through Mu Wangxiang's careful thoughts, and he smiled, "Knowing too much is not good for you, hurry up!" Otherwise, Li Yan's kid would have taken the lead. ”

Mu Wanxiang's face suddenly changed: "Li Yan has come back?" ”

"Well, I saw him change into a crisp and neat clothes, pretending to be an innocent young man and following behind the eldest lady of the Wu family, and asked by the way, only then did I know about the bet between you." After all, it is a daughter, of course Mu Sanwei is on Mu Bangxiang's side, "Fan Niangzi has a very high status in the mansion, even the housekeeper has no way to take her, as long as you can touch Fan Niangzi's heart, it will naturally not be a problem to stay in the Wu Mansion." ”

Mu Bangxiang understood, she smiled sweetly at Mu Sanwei, and walked quickly towards the Wu Mansion.

Seeing her leave, Mu Sanwei's face suddenly changed, he squinted his eyes slightly to see a few shadows flashing in the incense alley, and took the empty bowl back to the back room.

In the kitchen of Wufu, Fan Niangzi arranged the eight chefs selected on the stove, asked each of them to make a specialty dish, and then made an evaluation.

"Fan Niangzi, there is a woman outside who said that the dishes she makes are the best in the world, and she hopes to be able to enter the back kitchen of Wu Mansion, do you want to go and have a look?" The little guy hurried over, if the others had been kicked out a long time ago, but because the master of the Wu family valued the cook very much, he had to come to report it.

Fan Niangzi frowned, hesitated for a moment, asked the cook to wait for a while, and followed the little maid to the gate.

The person who came was Mu Bangxiang, and she had actually arrived a long time ago to let the housekeeper be accommodating.

When the housekeeper heard that she was a woman, he had long lost his interest, and thought that more things were better than less, and said that he would not let her in.

There was no way, Mu Bangxiang had to shout loudly, saying that she made the best dishes in the world, in order to attract the attention of Fan Niangzi.

Fortunately, Fan Niangzi came, but her face didn't seem to be very good-looking, it should be said that she was unhappy.

"What will you cook this little lady?"

If you are not happy, you are not happy, this Fan lady still performs her duties diligently.

"Fried rice." Mu Bangxiang is also looking at this Fan lady, about thirty years old, with a fair face, a slender figure, wearing a light blue dress, the whole person looks calm, and then look at the hands, not as delicate as ordinary women, especially the fingers of the left hand are very thick, and there are many small scars on them.

She's a cook, she's still a good player, and she seems to have real kung fu.

After hearing this, others burst into laughter, you must know that fried rice is a simple thing, everyone can fry it, and she still has the face to shout.

Fan Niangzi became slightly interested, and asked again: "What else will you do besides fried rice?" ”

"Not anymore." Mu Bangxiang replied.

Before the words fell, the people of Wu Mansion were happy, and looking at Mu Bangxiang's eyes, it was like looking at a fool.

Except for Fan Niangzi, who seemed to be very satisfied, she actually said, "Let me see how delicious the fried rice you make is." ”

Fan Niangzi directly brought Mu Bangxiang in, and asked the handyman to open the three mouthfuls of rice: "What kind of rice do you choose?" ”

The test begins now, after Mu Bangxiang grabbed the rice and tasted it one by one, she said: "The first rice retort is used in the ordinary rice produced in the farmland near Wudong Mansion, and the second is the tribute rice from Bailianpo, which is more suitable for cooking white porridge, so I choose the third Zhuxi tribute rice, sticky but not glutinous, loose but not soft, and it is the most suitable for fried rice." ”

Fan Niangzi was very satisfied, she didn't expect this woman to know so much, she continued to ask: "Since you know so much, why do you just learn fried rice?" ”

"No matter what you do, only by focusing on one thing will you achieve something in this convenience, and I learn everything about rice in order to fry the best fried rice in the world." Mu Bangxiang said very sincerely, and she also admired this craftsman spirit the most.

"That's a good point, so let me see how you cook?" Fan Niangzi gave up her stove, and saw that several other chefs who applied for the job were very dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to say anything.