She hasn't tasted any craftsmanship of the imperial kitchen in the palace, and she hasn't tasted the craftsmanship of this shop, but she has tasted Aunt Lin's craftsmanship.

There are also dishes on this table, which look more delicious and exquisitely presented, but listening to what Ye Zichuan just said, even if the chefs here have good cooking skills, there are not too many tricks in the types of each dish, which shows that the chef of Xiangyunlou does not study the ingredients much.

But if you think about it carefully, Meng Wei understands a little, this Xiangyun Mansion is like a cloud, in this capital where there are countless dignitaries and nobles, since Xiangyun Mansion is the best restaurant in the capital, I am afraid that many people come here for the sake of face, and the second is because of the chef's craftsmanship.

The capital is the capital, surrounded by high-rise buildings, naturally many shops want to replace Xiangyunlou, for the sake of fame, the boss naturally does not dare to fool those who come to admire, and if the chef is unwilling to teach the skills to the next person, then a lot of dishes upstairs will have to be busy with the chef, so down, is there no time to study new dishes, improve the quality?

Looking at the suspicious eyes of the two, Meng Wei felt as if she had been insulted.

Who is she?

She started from scratch by making food, and even opened a few five-star hotel proprietresses, how could she be defeated by such an old antique who doesn't know how many thousand years or even hundreds of years ago?

Meng Wei took a deep breath, and at this moment, she smiled with great confidence like the decisive boss lady in her previous life: "Little Hou Ye and this master, just watch it, the slave will definitely not embarrass the Hou Mansion." ”

Ye Zichuan raised his eyebrows, feeling that Meng Wei's words were a bit exaggerated, but seeing that Meng Wei was only a young age, he was afraid that he had not tasted the taste of deflated, and at the same time, he also had some expectations in his heart.

"Xiao Yuanzi, you go and call the shopkeeper up."

After a while, the round and chubby shopkeeper came in behind Fang Yuan's guard, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down from his forehead like running water.

The shopkeeper raised his sleeve and wiped his sweat, and smiled cutely: "Little Hou Ye, what do you have to tell you to find the little one?" ”

Ye Zichuan half leaned on the stool and pointed at Meng Wei: "My little maid said that your appetizers here are too unpalatable, and she wants to teach you what appetizers are." ”

WHAT？

Meng Wei, who was originally smiling lightly, suddenly stiffened when she heard this, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Ye Zichuan.

Who knew that Ye Zichuan not only pretended not to see it, but laughed even more inflated: "You take her to the back kitchen now, she can just satisfy her with whatever she wants, and when she is ready, bring the cook with her, and taste whose craftsmanship is good." ”

Although the shopkeeper attaches great importance to Ye Zichuan, Ye Zichuan is a well-known gentleman in Beijing, so seeing that Meng Wei is just a little girl, he didn't take it to heart, just thinking that she was less knowledgeable and boasted about Haikou.

Meng Wei saw the shopkeeper's restrained smile, and secretly scolded Ye Zichuan in her heart, and the little marquis who pulled her hatred when she opened her mouth really made her can't help but kneel.

Meng Wei's heart was full of gloom, and she only hoped that the shopkeeper would really hinder the majesty of the little marquis, and just don't make a stumbling block for her.

Inadvertently, Meng Wei caught a glimpse of the four princes who were tasting wine on the side laughing silently, with a spring breeze on their faces, and Meng Wei couldn't help but be stunned.

Didn't they all say that those emperors in ancient times were as big as a drum and looked rich?

Why is the son born so handsome?

If this face was born in ancient times, it would be a proper little fresh meat, and it would definitely attract many rotten girls to scramble for hugs.

After Ye Zichuan finished speaking, he found that Meng Wei and the shopkeeper were still standing in place, and couldn't help but look at Meng Wei, but he didn't expect Meng Wei to look at him with straight eyes...... Beside.

Following Meng Wei's gaze, he saw Nangong Yunheng with a gentle smile, thinking that the reason why Meng Wei looked stupid was because of him, Ye Zichuan suddenly became unhappy.

Nangong Yunheng only felt that his body was cold, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Ye Zichuan looking at him inexplicably, and couldn't help rubbing his arms: "Zichuan, why are you looking at me like this?" I've only only drunk the second cup of this peach blossom brew, and you've already drunk most of the pot. ”

"Hmph, I'm not so stingy, it's just that I don't like you."

After speaking, without waiting for Nangong Yunheng to react, Ye Zichuan directly insisted on folding the fan and pointed it at Meng Wei's head again.

"Hmm," was imagining that the beautiful man would become a superstar to endorse her restaurant, but she couldn't help but have a pain in her forehead, and it was the same place where she was beaten before, which made Meng Wei's eyes widen, and she stared at the culprit in front of her with anger, "Little Hou Ye, why are you beating people indiscriminately?" ”

"I like it, is it possible that I have to explain to you before I do it?"

"The slave doesn't dare," she said she didn't dare, but she couldn't help but pout, and she was afraid that the little marquis would be crazy again, so she hurriedly turned around and walked out of the house, "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry for you to take me to the back kitchen, I don't know where it is." ”

As soon as the shopkeeper took Meng Wei into the back kitchen, Meng Wei only felt a burst of heat coming to her nose, which made her immediately want to go back.

But before she could act, the people who were busy in the kitchen also noticed them, and a pot-bellied man walked up to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, why did you come to the back kitchen?" Is there any reward or praise for what I have done? ”

Hearing this, Meng Wei was a little embarrassed, it seems that this cook's skills are not bad, otherwise looking at the envious looks of the people around him, as well as the words that the cook is accustomed to, I don't know if the shopkeeper tells him Ye Zichuan's words, will this uncle be angry?

Fortunately, the shopkeeper didn't hold grudges, and still smiled cutely: "The little marquis sent a message, saying that let this little girl make some snacks, and you will follow her whatever she wants." ”

The chef looked at Meng Wei in some surprise, and then looked at the shopkeeper, and saw that he didn't seem to be joking on his face, so he reached out and wanted to pat Meng Wei's head.

Meng Wei subconsciously stepped back to avoid the greasy hand, the chef was a little embarrassed for a while, but the next moment he smiled again: "It's okay, it's okay, the little girl recognizes life, I understand, since the little Hou Ye asked you to do it, then you can use this kitchen to your heart's content, if you need anything to tell me, but if you really don't know how to make the little Hou Ye satisfied, I can point you around." ”

Meng Wei glanced at the chef with some surprise, thinking that when her half-old little girl came to the kitchen and said that she was going to requisition, the chef would look at her with disdain or reluctance, but she didn't expect this chef to be unexpectedly easy to speak.

Could it be that she underestimated the horror of the little marquis?

Why did I hear the shopkeeper say that she was asked by the little marquis, and the chef's eyes seemed to be sympathetic?

However, probably the chef didn't know that the appetizers he made didn't satisfy the golden and noble little marquis.