Different from the brilliant and eye-catching office of Jinyi Wei Yamen, Dongchang has only one stronghold in the capital, a very ordinary place, if it weren't for the repeated inquiries about the headquarters of Dongchang, Xia Nan would not dare to enter.

Sexianglou is a well-known restaurant in Beijing, not the leading boss in the catering industry, but also ranked among the first-class restaurants.

As soon as he entered the Sexiang Building, Xia Nan felt the hot atmosphere in the building, the first floor was full of people, noisy and noisy, it was already past the meal, but there were still many people eating, and the tables on the first floor occupied more than half.

"Guest officer, here, we have a place here, please sit casually. ”

A shopkeeper immediately came up to greet him.

Xia Nan found a place to sit down and asked, "Little Er, what signature dishes do you all want here?" ”

The shopkeeper said proudly: "Guest officer, you are asking, our Sexianglou is famous in the whole capital, and the signature dishes are even more famous, I will report it to you." ”

The shopkeeper reported the name of the dish, smooth to the extreme, the mouth is called a slip, compared to some cross talk, the words are clear, the mouth is smooth, it is really a major feature.

Xia Nan asked for two side dishes and a pot of wine, and while eating slowly, he observed, trying to identify which people in the restaurant were suspicious, or people from Dongchang.

I don't know if it's because his eyesight is not good, or if Dongchang Fanzi is good at hiding, Xia Nan observed it several times, but he didn't see anything abnormal.

Seeing that the wine and food were almost finished and there was no one in the restaurant, Xia Nan saw that it was not good and could not continue to sit down, so he decided to test it.

Taking out a token and slapping it on the table, Xia Nan casually drank and ate food while staring at the people walking past the table.

A shopkeeper walked in front of him, and two shopkeepers also walked in front of him, and they didn't squint and couldn't see anything abnormal.

When the third shopkeeper came over, his eyes casually swept over the table, swept the token on the table, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

"Well, there's a reaction. ”

At that moment, Xia Nan was aware.

Paying attention to the third shopkeeper's footsteps hurriedly leaving, Xia Nan did not make any response, still sitting there calmly, waiting for the fish to be hooked.

After a while, the shopkeeper came back again, came to Xia Nan's side, bent down and whispered, "Childe, please come with me." ”

"Good. ”

Xia Nan nodded in agreement, knowing that the meat show was coming.

Following behind the shopkeeper, I walked all the way through the front hall of Sexianglou and entered the kitchen in the backyard.

A long and wide kitchen, one side is a row of stoves, the other side is the table, after the guests order, the second shop came to the kitchen to shout, immediately someone cut the vegetables, cut it and fry it, without a moment's delay.

If it's just like this, it's not surprising, most of the back kitchens of restaurants are almost like this, and the chef's skills are very good, and the action is called a mally.

The chef in the back kitchen chops vegetables, such as cutting shredded potatoes, throws a potato into the air, and the kitchen knife cuts back and forth, and the potatoes are gone, turning into pieces of potato chips that fall on the table, and they are still neatly stacked.

Then, the chef pressed the potato slices with one hand and began to cut them with the other hand holding the knife, and with a "bang" sound, the shredded potatoes as thin as a hair were formed.

The shredded potatoes were cut, and the chef quickly put them on the plate, holding the plate and throwing it to the opposite side, and the plate rose into the air, and under the dripping spin, it broke through the air to the opposite side.

The plate containing the shredded potatoes flew very fast, and under the high-speed rotation, none of the shredded potatoes on the plate fell, and the chef opposite took it firmly in his hand, and immediately poured it into the pot and began to stir-fry.

If Xia Nan's cognition is not wrong, no matter how good the cook's knife skills are, even to the point of solving the cow, it is impossible to be like the cook in the back kitchen of Sexianglou, whether it is cutting vegetables or stir-frying, he can actually do this, this is no longer cooking, but art, even higher than art.

No matter how good an ordinary cook is, it is impossible to do this, throw the same dish into the air, cut it and then drop it, and it can still be neatly arranged on the board.

You don't need to look at the eggs, throw them in the air, knock them with a big spoon, the eggs are separated, the eggshells automatically fall into the trash, and the egg whites and yolks fall into the two bowls accurately.

You don't have to go, just pick up the plate and throw it away, the dishes in the plate will not spill, even the soup will not splash, and the person who takes the plate will receive it very steadily.

This kind of magic is by no means something that ordinary chefs can do, not martial arts masters, and there will not be so many masters in an ordinary restaurant, only the headquarters of Dongchang is possible.

The chefs in the back kitchen are busy, organized, fast and not chaotic, there are basically no idlers, but there is only one exception.

An old man who looked at his fifties, took a pair of chopsticks, stretched out a chopstick in this pot, and chattered a chopstick in that pot, nodding or shaking his head from time to time, commenting.

"Factory, he's here. ”

The shopkeeper came to the old man's side and whispered.

The old man raised his head, looked at Xia Nan with interest, and said lightly, "You are Xia Nan?"

Xia Nan also looked at the old man with interested eyes and asked, "You are the eunuch of the Dongchang palm print?"

"Young man, be polite, I asked you first, you should answer me first, and besides, I am an old man, don't you understand. ”

Dongchang said in a lecture.

Xia Nan raised his eyebrows and said reluctantly: "Okay, you won, I'm Xia Nan." ”

Dongchang Gonggong is also called the commander of Dongchang, and the actual position is the eunuch of Dongchang's palm print, among the many eunuchs in the Ming Dynasty, he is a few people who stand at the top, second only to the two or three bigwigs of the celebrant eunuch.

In particular, the actual power of the Dongchang factory is very great, although the special agency of the Dongchang is not as big as the scene of Jinyiwei, and the number of Jinyiwei is not as large, but the power and masters are not inferior to Jinyiwei, and even faintly surpass.

In the face of such a big man, ordinary people have long been scared, but what kind of person is Xia Nan, even the emperor dares to contradict him, and he is really not scared.

Don't be scared, don't be scared, this time when you come to Dongchang, Xia Nan is asking for others, of course, you can't offend the Dongchang factory to death, otherwise, you want to count on people to help, you're kidding.

Dongchang Gonggong smiled: "Fortunately, fortunately, I have admired your name for a long time." ”

I can't hear whether the Dongchang factory is appreciative or sarcastic, and Xia Nan doesn't care, no matter what he thinks of him, he just wants to achieve his goal.

Xia Nan smiled and said: "Polite, polite, in front of the factory, how dare I say that I am famous, the prestige of the factory, I am like thunder." ”

Dongchang said fairly: "It's notorious." ”

"No, no, what kind of good reputation or notoriety we eunuchs talk about, it's just to serve the emperor, the emperor needs us, and we have to bear any reputation. ”

Xia Nan said impassionedly.

"Well, well said. ”

The Dongchang factory clapped its hands and praised it greatly.

He slandered in his heart: "What are you pretending, like who doesn't know that you have confronted Your Majesty, lawless, want to fool me, you are still tender." ”

Chapter 2 is delivered.