The movements on Song Dahai's hands suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at Han Baichuan, his face flushed: "It's not suitable?" How do I feel like I'm doing a good job? Do you want me to make a roast chicken and you can try it? As he spoke, he picked up the knife on the chopping board and prepared to catch the chicken.

Han Baichuan quickly snatched the knife from his hand, grabbed his shoulder, and twisted him out, Song Dahai didn't expect this weak boy to have so much strength, and he was pushed out of the kitchen like this.

Han Baichuan said in a calm tone again: "Brother Song, please go back." ”

Song Dahai stood stiffly in place, clenched his fists, looked at Han Baichuan, and then at Han Fu, with an unwilling look in his eyes. Mother Wu looked at this scene and understood that the young master had made up his mind and was irreparable. She walked up to Song Dahai, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Song, since the young master thinks you are not suitable, why don't you go to other restaurants and try it?" With so many years of experience, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find it, and it's all because I called you over without asking clearly in advance. ”

Hearing this, Song Dahai let go of his fist, his steps slowly retreated, but he said hatefully: "Young Master Han, you will regret not hiring me." Mother Wu also followed him out of the Han Mansion worriedly.

At this time, Jiang Cheng'er walked over from the side door, Song Dahai passed by her, she looked at the two people who left, was stunned, and looked at Han Baichuan: "This person looks very difficult to mess with." ”

"I think so too." Han Baichuan put down the teacup heavily, that person's temper was too strong, and it would be a disaster to stay or not.

A few days later, a few more cooks came to apply, and among the big men was a little girl, wearing a green jacket, two braids, and round eyes. Han Baichuan and Jiang Cheng'er looked at her in surprise.

"Little girl, are you also a cook?"

The little girl raised her face: "Well, the wontons I made are delicious." ”

The other cooks all laughed, waved their hands and said, "What will the little girl do, don't join in the fun here." ”

The little girl's eyes widened angrily, and her face bulged: "I'm better than all of you!" The crowd still laughed disapprovingly.

"Alright, let's all go to the kitchen." Han Baichuan asked them to make zongzi as usual, and the cooks began to be busy as soon as they entered the kitchen, chopping stuffing, washing rice, washing zongzi leaves, and showing their skills diligently. The little girl is also doing decently.

When it comes to the step of wrapping zongzi, most people wrap the same, but the little girl makes zongzi is a bit special, the zongzi she wraps is twice as small as others, I saw her skillfully folding zongzi leaves, filling, binding, and focused.

Jiang Cheng'er asked her, "Why are your zongzi so small?" ”

The little girl raised her head and replied: "Mrs. Hui, this is a specialty of my hometown, which is different from the zongzi in other places, the characteristic is small, because the glutinous rice is very greasy, and it will support if you eat too much. “

Jiang Cheng'er suddenly became interested in this kind of zongzi, glanced at Han Baichuan, and found that he was also staring at the zongzi she made with burning eyes.

Han Baichuan slapped the table: "It's you, come and work tomorrow, okay?" ”

The little girl nodded happily, and when she heard this result, the cooks were surprised: "Boss, you haven't tasted zongzi yet, why is it decided?" Doesn't she just wrap it up a little less? ”

"That's right, I'm not convinced!"

The other two looked disappointed and offered to take their leave.

"Don't worry, everyone." Han Baichuan raised his voice, "I admire this girl, it doesn't mean that I can't look down on you." The shop I'm about to open needs a lot of masters, so everyone can stay. ”

There were four people in total, and their expressions suddenly changed from disappointment to surprise, they thought that they were hopeless.

The dog baby quarreled with her all the way, and unconsciously lined up in the line, he looked at the green group in the steamer, the color was emerald green, crystal delicious, and it looked like a fresh feeling came to his face. He has no culture and doesn't know how to describe this feeling, but he only knows that the lady will really like it, so he also said to the master: "I want four." ”

In the simple but clean courtyard, a thin woman was carefully mending her clothes, and heard a man's voice coming from afar: "Wu Niang, do you see what I brought back?" ”

The man walked briskly towards her, and as soon as he entered, he showed her the cloth bag he was carrying. She couldn't help but scold: "What mess did you buy again?" ”

The man opened the cloth bag, Wu Niang was a little stunned, and in front of her was a green ball, like emerald bamboo, and like green jade.

"I know you like the jewels of your sister Zhang Yuanwai's concubine Mei'er, but I can't afford it, but I can still afford this kind of food, I see that many villagers have bought it, try it quickly."

Wu Niang was rarely silent, she carefully picked up a ball and took a bite.

"This is made of wormwood...... "The fragrance of wormwood neutralizes the fragrance of glutinous rice, and the bean paste in the middle gives it a very unique taste." Someone even thought of making this pastry! Wu Niang was a little surprised. She looked at the man in front of her, she used to resent him for being incapable and making her poorer than Mei'er, but now that she thinks about it, she still complains a lot, and she doesn't want to change her life together.

She said softly to the dog, "Thank you." The dog baby was taken aback, he didn't expect to be praised by the lady, and he smiled a little embarrassedly. In the next second, he was grabbed by the ear: "Don't go to chop wood, find me a shop to be an apprentice tomorrow, and become a craftsman in the future!" ”

The dog baby has the strength and is willing to work, but he refuses to learn the craft on the grounds that he can't remember the steps, and just wants to chop wood and grow vegetables at home, and is always beaten and scolded by Wu Niang. He listened to Wu Niang's tone very resolutely, so he had to agree.

Han Ji's back kitchen, Zhao Xiaoye and the cooks are doing the Youth League neatly.

Mugwort washes off the sediment, leaves young leaves, adds water to the pot, boils over high heat, blanches wormwood, squeezes out the green juice, pours the boiled green juice into the glutinous rice flour while it is hot, stirs it with chopsticks, kneads it into a dough, takes a part of the dough and kneads it into a small ball, boils it for a while, takes it out, and then kneads the balls into the dough. Take a dough and roll it round, press it out a pit, put in the prepared filling, then seal it, and roll it back into the dough. Steam on high heat for 7 minutes, then turn off the heat and brush with another layer of oil while hot. The green youth league is ready.

Approaching the end of work, Luo Wu sighed: "Why haven't I seen this kind of food before?" I've got to bring some home for my mother-in-law, too. ”

Qingming Festival is a cold festival, everyone goes home to worship their ancestors, there are not many people on the street, and they can't imagine that a noodle shop will cause such a big sensation. In fact, there has long been a food like Qingtuan in this era, but the ancient information was not developed, and it was often popular in only one place, unlike the modern Taobao that can handle everything.

As soon as Han Ji Noodle Shop opened, it became famous and stole a lot of people from other shops.

In ancient times, working women and women from small households could usually go to the street at will, but everyone was allowed to come out on festivals, so they were very excited. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The wide lake is lined with several painted dragon boats, and sturdy men sit in the boats and are ready to go.

The crowd here is lively to watch the Dragon Boat Dragon Boat Race, and the shops on the street are not far behind, and there is a banner hanging in front of the Han Ji dim sum shop: Celebrity chef Zhao Xiaoye's innovative dim sum - Linglong zongzi. Everyone still remembers the grand occasion of queuing up to buy the Youth League on the Qingming Festival, so they are all curious about the new products made by Zhao Xiaoye.

Linglong zongzi is twice as small as ordinary zongzi, only the size of a fist, small and exquisite. There are red dates, chestnuts, salted egg yolks, barbecued pork in it...... and other different fillings. Naturally, the price is less than half of that of ordinary zongzi, and it is only sold for five cents.

Other shops selling zongzi were relieved when they saw what he put out at home, they paid attention to a big stuffing here, what kind of taste can this small zongzi eat?

Unexpectedly, in less than half a day, there was a long queue in front of Han Ji's door soon.

A man in the team said to the people behind him: "My grandfather can't eat, but he wants to eat zongzi, so buy a small zongzi for him to satisfy his hunger." ”

The gray-haired lady behind him also responded to him: "Yes, my grandson is also noisy to eat zongzi, and my family doesn't like to eat it, so I will buy one for him, so as not to waste it." ”

Looking at the flow of people in line, Zhao Xiaoye smiled with satisfaction, and wrapped the zongzi in his hand. In her hometown, this kind of small zongzi is very popular, people buy it in the morning as breakfast, as a snack in the afternoon, regardless of the Dragon Boat Festival and weekdays.

On the third day of the Dragon Boat Festival, there was a sudden sensation on the street, and several shirtless men appeared in front of Han Ji with a roasted whole sheep.

"What is this doing?" Han Baichuan, who happened to come over with Jiang Cheng'er to inspect the store, asked coldly.

Several men followed closely behind the sheep, led by a huge fat man, who moved with difficulty, held his head high, and said with his nose: "I am here to issue a war post to your cook on behalf of the restaurant in the city." ”

Battle post? Jiang Cheng'er was stunned, and then heard everyone whispering, "Isn't that the boss of Bailulou?" ”

She understood that it was Bai Lu Lou, a famous restaurant in the city, who dared to love them and steal other people's business. A man in the back stood up a little, and Han Baichuan also recognized it, Song Dahai.

Han Baichuan smiled: "It turns out that Brother Song went to Bailu Building to work?" Sure enough, he has always been angry about the Han family's refusal to hire him.

The fat man snorted coldly: "Don't be such a good cook, I want a yellow-haired girl, I want to see how capable she is, and she deserves the title of famous chef." He looked at Zhao Xiaoye behind the counter of the shop: "Girl, do you have the courage to accept our challenge?" ”

Zhao Xiaoye met his gaze without timidity: "Okay, what's not to dare?" ”

"Good, good." The fat man clapped his hands: "The day after tomorrow, a chef competition will be held by Jinghua Lake, and each side will have five chefs, two by two, a total of five rounds, even if you win three games, you will be invited to score ten famous people." ”