The shopkeeper's movements were sluggish, and his eyebrows, which had been bent, could not maintain the curvature.

"To tell you the truth, our small town has a small business and can barely maintain its business."

Just know! What kind of customers can this taste have?

Qin Shumei glanced at Yanji, whose whole face was wrinkled after eating a mouthful of bitter gourd, and he had no desire to lift the chopsticks.

"How many dishes are there?"

She wanted to see how many plates could be made of such a miserable dish. Being able to make food like this is just another way to waste food.

"And a fish, a chicken." The shopkeeper looked at Qin Shumei's face, and cautiously added: "Another pot of good wine?" ”

With this craft, let's stop harming fish and chickens!

"Let your shopkeepers come."

As soon as these words came out, the smile in the eyes of the shopkeeper immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a full of panic and overwhelm.

"What, guest officer, are you not satisfied?"

Only Niu Dapeng was still chewing pig ears in the whole table, and when he heard that Qin Shumei was going to call the shopkeeper, he had food in his mouth, and vaguely opened his mouth to speak for the shopkeeper.

"That's it for us to cook here, sister-in-law, don't mind."

"Don't get me wrong." Qin Shumei raised his hand and calmed the shopkeeper's emotions. This teenager, who looked like he had just graduated from elementary school, was so frightened by her words that he trembled.

"I'm going to discuss the dishes with the shopkeeper, not to find trouble."

Now she has nothing on her that can be offset, just this dish, she dares to pay the silver ticket pearls, and they have to dare to accept it. It's better to tell the boss a few improved recipes, which can be used to cover the cost of the meal, and maybe you can make a small profit.

Here, the little abacus in her heart crackled, and the shopkeeper who was wilting and drooping over there almost invited the shopkeeper over with tears in her eyes.

"Guest officer, this is? Not satisfied with our food? ”

As soon as this group of people with raw faces entered the store, he looked at it, and at first glance, they were digging in the soil, their clothes were shabby, and they needed a good table when they came up, and they might not be able to cover the cost of the food if they were stripped naked.

With this standard of living, I still don't think the food is delicious, I'm afraid I haven't eaten it well.

The shopkeeper's attitude was arrogant, and Qin Shumei could see it at a glance. People rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and they wear ordinary clothes, so it is inevitable that some people look down on her, and she doesn't pay much attention to it.

"It's not that you're not satisfied, it's just that your food here could be better."

"Yo, that's weird. We are the first in Yuankang City, and you are the first to say this among the guests. ”

If it weren't for sitting on this rickety bench in a poorly decorated environment, she Qin Shumei would have believed it.

She reached out and pressed Yang Zhaoquan, who was about to move beside her, and patted his leg to appease.

After filming this and not holding down that, Yanji heard the words and got up: "The dishes you have here are not as good as those made by your sister-in-law!" ”

The shopkeeper laughed, and his gaze fell back on Qin Shumei: "How is it possible?" He shook his head: "If she can make a dish that I say is delicious, you will be free of money for this table!" ”

That's what I want!

Qin Shumei got up with a "whoosh" and picked up the shopkeeper's words: "Then it's a word!" ”

The shopkeeper didn't take what she said seriously, and didn't even give her a straight look. The hillbilly didn't know anything, and if this group of people could make any good dishes, then his restaurant might as well be closed.

When the shopkeeper led Qin Shumei into the house, the chef in charge was facing a new live perch, and he didn't know what to do.

Originally, Xiao Er said that there was a big order, and everyone was cheered up, and they were ready to cooperate with Xiao Er to make a good profit. As a result, something went wrong. This fish doesn't know whether to kill or not.

"This little lady thinks that what we are doing is not to taste, and she is about to give some advice."

The yin and yang of these words are weird and ill-intentioned, and they offended the master in the back kitchen in one sentence. Qin Shumei endured the anger in his heart, turned his head and asked the shopkeeper.

"If you have any requirements, you might as well say it directly, otherwise you will mention it again, but it will be too late."

The shopkeeper looked around the back kitchen, and when he saw several capable cooks, his face was impatient, and he knew that his words had worked.

He grinned, and looked down on this little girl who didn't know the height of the sky.

"There is no limit, the materials can be used as you like, but no one helps with the cooking, everything is up to you. As long as one dish is passed, the dish fee is waived. If it's unpalatable...... Not only will you have to pay for the food, but you will also have to pay for the ingredients you wasted, and you will have to apologize to me when there are many guests tomorrow. ”

He paused, imagining that this face was humble and reparable, and he couldn't wait.

"Have you figured it out?"

Lose to someone who can make pig ears like this? Let's go in the next life!

Qin Shumei didn't bother to take care of him, nodded perfunctorily, and went directly to find the ingredients. There are a lot of stationery, and there are really a lot of common seasonings in the kitchen of this small shop.

At his suggestion, the people in the back kitchen all stepped aside, and only a small figure of Qin Shumei was left on the huge stove.

Yang Zhaoquan couldn't rest assured, so he left a table of people to find the back kitchen, found an angle that was not easy for her to find, but could observe her, and leaned against the wall to look at her.

Qin Shumei's cooking skills are bottom-notch, and he dares to say that the fish she cooked in Xiaoquan Village must be many times better than the people in this back kitchen. Since she wasn't afraid of cooking, he didn't want to interfere more, and only worried about her personal safety.

The little girl didn't seem to take this group of people in her eyes at all, her small appearance with a bamboo in her chest, and a little bit of a look at the world.

The raised eyebrows and slightly upturned corners of her lips tickled Yang Zhaoquan's heart, and the frequency of her chopping garlic was almost in the same rhythm as her heartbeat.

Good ingredients are half the success of cooking, Qin Shumei almost didn't think about it, and directly chose the fat perch that was still swimming.

In summer, the sea bass is expensive but fat, the crystal clear belly fat is comparable to the top Hetian jade, the mouth is rich and fatty, sprinkled with green onion white and pepper oil, that taste, just imagining, Qin Shumei wiped the saliva that was about to drip out.

She fished out the fish, removed the scales, took the internal organs, slice the fish, marinated the ingredients, cut the side dishes, until the water was connected and put the fish in the steamer, a set of actions without the slightest pause.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but quickly put his doubts behind him. This little girl actually dared to grab a few new ingredients that the chef didn't dare to start, presumably she had never seen it, and she put it casually.

A few people in charge of the spoon also shook their heads when they saw it, the fishy smell was big, and they had to pour soy sauce and vinegar to taste good, and she couldn't get into her mouth at all.

There was no timer in this place, and Qin Shumei could only count the seconds by himself. As soon as the eight minutes were up, she lifted the lid and served the fish.

"This clear soup is waterless, can it be delicious? Not much at first glance. ”

The shopkeeper didn't mention the chopsticks, and first smacked a mouthful of unpleasantness.

Qin Shumei ignored him, picked up the small pot in his hand, turned his hand and poured the hot oil inside onto the fish.

"Sting"

With a sound, the skin on the surface of the fish is slightly rolled up, and the dishes are dynamic, and the whole fish seems to come to life. Not to mention the aroma that provokes, the numbness of Sichuan pepper and the freshness of fish fragrance are immediately appetizing.

"That's it."