Holding a bunch of keys in his hand, a sense of absurdity arose in Fang Bai's heart, this Mr. Tang seemed to be a rigorous and prudent person, but he was quite casual, uh, casual. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNo, as soon as he finished speaking, he gave him the keys inside and outside of Xianyuzhai, and then flicked his sleeves and left.

Fang Bai looked at Lao Luo.

Lao Luo poured the last few drops of tea in the pot into the cup, "Look at what I do, just do my duty." After that, he drank the tea in the cup and wiped his mouth, and left.

Fang Bai looked at Tang Song at a loss.

Tang Song cast an encouraging look, "Since it's given to you, take it." Let's go, have lunch first, and then get acquainted with the environment. ”

Unlike other restaurants, there is no bar in the front hall of Xianyuzhai, but instead a heavy long table with four copper buffet stoves and a wooden barrel side by side, and porcelain dinner plates and rice bowls neatly stacked next to it.

Tang Song picked up a plate and took out some dishes from the four stoves in turn, and then put a bowl of rice in the wooden barrel, and then ate it slowly.

Fang Bai did the same, served the meal, sat next to Tang Song, and started his first working meal.

When the first piece of kung pao chicken was entered, Fang Bai's eyes suddenly lit up, and a warmth came from his heart, it was so delicious!

In his memory, there had never been a dish comparable to the plate of Kung Pao chicken in front of him, and he couldn't say exactly what it was delicious. This dish seems to have a magical power, as soon as it is put in the mouth, before it has time to taste, chew, and swallow, the brain skips the due test process and directly comes to the conclusion that it is "delicious". More precisely, it is the food that talks directly to the brain, passing on the conclusion that it is "delicious" to the brain, and the brain trusts the food and accepts the result unconditionally.

It's unbelievable that all four ordinary home-cooked dishes can "speak", and how much accomplishment does the chef have to do to get to this point!

After Fang Bai ate three bowls of rice and served two dishes, Tang and Song finished eating. He put the used cutlery into a large bucket under the long table, and then said to Fang Bai: "Lao Luo will come over in the afternoon, and he will guide you on specific matters." ”

"Okay." Fang Bai nodded and watched Tang Song leave.

He was the only one in the entire Xianyu Zhai, looking at the rest of the food on the long table, Fang Bai cheered, completely let go of his restraints, and muttered something in his mouth, who knows that the food on the plate is hard and so on, and pounced.

At half past one in the afternoon, Lao Luo returned to Xianyuzhai, still dressed as a white chef.

He used to look at the rest of the meal first--the result was a bit surprising, you must know that he deliberately left some margin for lunch every day, and there were four people who did not come to eat today, which means that some people ate at least six meals.

He glanced at the young man who had just come in from the courtyard, who was looking at him with admiration, and Lao Luo commented.

"Master Luo." Fang Bai sincerely admired Lao Luo's cooking skills and took the initiative to upgrade his title.

Lao Luo frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Just call me Lao Luo." ”

"Okay." Fang Bai finally determined one thing, just like someone didn't like coriander, Lao Luo didn't like him, fortunately Lao Luo didn't seem to hate or hate him, he just didn't like it.

Lao Luo pointed to the big bucket under the long table, "Take the used dishes to the yard and wash them." Then he pointed to the small bucket next to the big bucket, "This one is for emptying leftovers and garbage, and leave it at the door at night, and there will be a swill collector to pick it up." ”

Fang Bai carried a large wooden bucket containing dishes and followed Lao Luo into the courtyard, Lao Luo pointed to the east of the courtyard, "There are tap water, pure water, and rootless water, rags and cotton yarn are in the back house warehouse, and mulberry leaves are taken directly from the mulberry tree." Also, when washing dishes, you should check carefully, but if you can see the slightest notch with the naked eye, you should break it and throw it away. With that, he staggered into the back room and dozed off in his chair.

Fang Bai had already taken a brief turn in Xianyuzhai before, what things were used for what he basically guessed, since Lao Luo had explained the matter, then just do it honestly.

He gently removed the dishes from the vat, put them in the sink, turned on the tap, and the tap water flowed out.

These porcelain dishes are devoid of any patterns or patterns, and each one is light, thin and pure white. Soon Fang Bai was surprised to find that these dishes were still not dripping, and after washing, they were clean with a slight flick, and there was not a single drop of water left on them.

The total number of dishes was only fifty, compared to other restaurants, Fang Bai was already very lucky, even so, it took nearly half an hour to carefully clean them.

Fang Bai moved the washed dishes to the sink next to him, and a huge water purifier was installed above this sink, and there was a small faucet under the water purifier, which trickled down when opened, and the amount of water was much smaller than that of tap water. He took the cotton yarn taken out of the warehouse and wiped the plate in his hand, regardless of the front or back, every inch was serious and careful.

An hour later, Fang Bai completed the second cleaning. The muscles around his waist were overtired from bending over for a long time, and he held the sink with one hand and beat his back with the other, slowly straightened up, stretched his limbs, and then moved the dishes that had been clean to the third sink without a trace of stains.

There is no faucet above this sink, but there is a large water tank on the side that is more than one person high. The tank appears to be made of bronze, and its mottled patina appearance suggests that it must be an artifact of some age. Hang this bamboo long-handled water scoop on the side of the water tank, stand on the stone steps next to the water tank when taking water, scoop out the water in the tank with a water scoop, see the water scoop capacity, a scoop of water should be just enough to wash a plate.

The so-called rootless water is the rain that has not yet landed. Fang Bai felt that this rootless water was largely a trick, you must know that the rain itself is a water droplet condensed with dust, and it is not clean, and now that the air pollution is serious, its dirtiness has become even worse.

In addition, the large water tank has been placed in the open air all the time, without even a lid, and dust and insects falling in the water tank will cause further pollution. Even if you ignore the pollution problem, if there is no rain for many days and the water in the tank runs out, why not close the restaurant?

Fang Bai looked at Lao Luo with doubts, and the old man responded to the young man's question with a loud snoring. With a wry smile, he climbed the stone steps, intending to scoop up some rootless water to check it out.

Scooping the bamboo water into the half-filled vat, slowly lifting it, a pool of clear water appeared in front of him, Fang Bai put his nose up, sniffed, and then almost fell down the stone steps......