Cantonese people love to drink soup, which is said to have a lot to do with the humid and hot local climate in Cantonese, because this climate has greatly affected the appetite of Cantonese people.

Drinking some delicious soup before eating can increase people's appetite.

In Guangzhou, there is a saying that "it is better to eat without vegetables than without soup", which shows the love of Cantonese people for soup.

However, people in other parts of China rarely have this custom of "drinking soup before meals", for example, in Jiangzhou, soup is the last dish of the banquet most of the time.

It is precisely because of this that Duan Yiming was able to take care of the eating habits of Cantonese people so carefully, and ordered a "soup before meals", He Zhengyu was quite moved.

"Mr. He, this is your old fire soup in Cantonese - old duck barley and winter melon soup, which is suitable for drinking in the alternating season of spring and summer, clearing away heat and dampness, strengthening the spleen and appetizing.

Come on, come on, how about we taste it? ”

Duan Yiming also saw the change in the expression on He Zhengyu's face, but he didn't say anything, and after the waiter left, he greeted with a smile.

"I have long heard that the old fire soup in Cantonese is delicious, damp and appetizing, and I have never had a chance to taste it, but today I have lost it."

Deng Linhui also said with a smile, picked up the soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of soup, blew it, and drank it carefully.

He Xiaowei hadn't eaten in the morning, and he was already hungry by this time, and when he smelled the fragrance of this old soup, he was even more hungry.

At this moment, seeing Deng Linhui and Duan Yiming both moving, he was even more polite, and after drinking a few sips of soup, he felt that it was not enjoyable, so he directly picked up the fast and grabbed the old duck meat inside and gnawed it.

Looking at the clear and fragrant old fire soup in front of him, He Zhengyu's Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm up and down.

Because his health is not very good, he has been staying at his grandfather's house in the countryside of Jiangzhou for most of the past half a year to recuperate, and he has not drunk old fire soup for a long time, and sometimes he even dreams about it.

It's a pity that his own cooking skills are not good, he has read a lot of recipes and cooked soup several times, but he can't make that taste every time.

The aroma of this old fire soup in front of him is so strong, could it be that the chef of this restaurant is a Cantonese person?

Thinking of this, He Zhengyu did not hesitate, he also picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup, brought it to his mouth and drank it carefully.

This mouthful of soup entered his mouth, He Zhengyu's whole person couldn't help but tremble, his mind was instantly empty, and there was only one word left in his entire brain:

Fresh!

This old fire soup is so fresh!

It's not that he hasn't drunk duck barley and winter melon soup, which is just a kind of soup that Cantonese people often cook, but the soup he used to drink was fresh, but it wasn't so fresh at all!

So much so that He Zhengyu began to doubt, this soup can't be chicken essence, right?

You must know that in addition to putting an appropriate amount of salt to make soup, Cantonese people will put an appropriate amount of salt to taste, other seasonings, such as light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, monosodium glutamate, etc., are not put away.

When you drink soup, you drink it as it is.

But soon, He Zhengyu denied his previous suspicions, this soup is so delicious!

Because he was so excited when he drank the soup, he accidentally scooped a piece of old duck meat and put it in his mouth, and after just chewing it twice, his face changed.

As we all know, Cantonese people drink soup, generally just drink soup without eating dregs, and the reason for refusal is also very simple:

Poor taste.

After a long period of cooking, the texture of the ingredients changes dramatically, the meat becomes hard, hard and tasteless, and the fruits and vegetables become soft and loose, which is really difficult to swallow.

Including He Zhengyu is the same.

Unless it is a soup such as pork ribs, he will also pick up the pork ribs and eat them, and other soups, such as pork, chicken, duck and other ingredients, after drinking the soup, the soup residue is all thrown away.

But the piece of old duck meat he just tasted was not firewood at all, crispy and rotten, and the more he chewed, the more fragrant he felt!

This, this, this, the umami in this soup is not chicken essence or monosodium glutamate at all, but the umami of the duck ingredients themselves!

A small cup of duck barley and winter melon soup was not much, He Zhengyu drank up the soup in a few spoons, and then ate the soup residue completely.

After eating this cup of old fire soup, he still felt a little unsatisfied, and his stomach seemed to be even hungrier!

This soup is really appetizing!

It's not just He Zhengyu who feels even hungrier, but He Xiaowei.

After the boy had eaten and drunk all the old soup, instead of feeling full in his stomach, he cried out, and while touching his stomach with his hand, he said with a sad face:

"How do I feel hungrier after eating than without eating? Old Duan, do you want to urge the vegetables? ”

"What is urging? Can Boss Xiao Jiang still make you hungry? ”

Before Duan Yiming could speak, Deng Linhui, who was sitting on the side, glared at him vaguely.

This kid just has no eyesight, today's protagonist is He Zhengyu!

The two of us are here to eat at the table, you just sit here quietly and wait to eat, what are you talking about?

"This old fire soup is indeed very authentic, the soup is delicious, fragrant, and I am ashamed to say that I have never drunk such a delicious soup in Guangzhou."

He Zhengyu took a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, with an emotional look, he raised his head and looked at Duan Yiming, and asked curiously,

"Mr. Duan, is the chef of this restaurant from Guangyue?"

"No, Boss Xiaojiang is a native of Jiangzhou."

Duan Yiming shook his head and said with a smile, "As far as I know, he doesn't seem to have been to Guangyue. ”

"I haven't been to Guangyue, but I can still make the old fire soup in Guangyue so authentic and delicious? This Xiao Jiang boss is not ordinary! ”

He Zhengyu was taken aback, although he didn't believe Duan Yiming's words, he didn't think that there was any need for the other party to lie in this regard.

"It's really extraordinary."

Duan Yiming nodded and said with some emotion,

"Guangyue Kangmao Commercial Group, Mr. He should have heard of it, right?

As early as last year, Mr. Ma, the vice president of Kangmao Group, personally rushed to Jiangda from Guangyue and was willing to hire Boss Xiaojiang with an annual salary of one million to serve as the chef of the canteen of Kangmao Group's headquarters, but Boss Xiaojiang refused on the spot. ”

This Kangmao Group is also a big customer of Duan Yiming's company.

When Mr. Ma came to discuss cooperation, he was still a little hesitant, but Duan Yiming took the boss and his party to the No. 2 canteen of Jiang University, and after eating the soup dumplings made by Jiang Yu, Mr. Ma happily signed a cooperation agreement with Duan Yiming.

Mr. Ma wanted to hire Jiang Yu with a high salary, and Duan Yiming personally led people over at that time.

"As long as it is a Cantonese person, who can not know Kangmao Group?"

He Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, and then said with emotion,

"I really didn't expect that there was such a skilled chef hidden in a university cafeteria!

It seems that I really owe Mr. Duan a blessing today, otherwise how could I taste such a delicious old fire soup? ”

Duan Yiming smiled and didn't say anything.

But he was secretly proud in his heart: where is this, and the dishes in the back are really delicious!

After chatting for a few words, the waiter began to serve the food again.

Steamed pork ribs with soy sauce, unicorn sea bass, crispy roast pork, pineapple slug pork, Hakka stuffed tofu, lettuce with oyster sauce......

A series of Cantonese specialties were served on the table, and the expressions on the faces of Deng Linhui and He Xiaowei did not change much, anyway, it was not the first time they had come here to eat, could they still understand Jiang Yu's skills?

As long as it is made by Jiang Yu, any dish is delicious!

Who cares about Cantonese cuisine or Jiangzhou cuisine now, just close your eyes and stuff it into your mouth!

But He Zhengyu was different, he never thought that Duan Yiming said that he would invite himself to eat casually, it turned out to be such a "casual" method.

A table full of dishes, all of which are ordered according to their own tastes!

This period is total, I really value myself too much!

To be honest, if it were a more emotional person, maybe he would have been moved by this time and agreed to Mr. Duan's previous request.

Mr. Duan's salary is so good, and he attaches so much importance to himself, he doesn't feel like he can pass this level in his heart if he doesn't enter his company!

It's a pity that He Zhengyu was moved, but he is not an emotional person.

Besides, he is in his forties, and it is impossible for him to sell himself because he is moved, and he has to be responsible for the rest of his life.

Just as he was thinking about this, Duan Yiming, who was sitting opposite, greeted with a smile again:

"Mr. He, I don't know what kind of dishes you like to eat, so I just ordered some casually, come and come, you're welcome, how about tasting the taste first."

"Okay, Mr. Duan has a heart, thank you!"

He Zhengyu smiled at him, he had just drunk a cup of soup and was appetizing, and he was hungry in his stomach, so he naturally wouldn't be polite, so he picked up the gong kuai on the table and sandwiched a piece of steamed pork ribs with soy sauce and put it in his small bowl.

Before I put it in my mouth, the meaty aroma of the pork ribs mixed with the aroma of soy sauce drilled into my nose vigorously, making people can't help but swallow saliva when they smell it.

And when the ribs enter the mouth, the fragrance is even stronger, the ribs are steamed crispy, and the bones are removed with a light bite, and the fragrant and tender pork ribs are squeezed by the teeth, and the delicious gravy is so delicious that people almost swallow their tongues.

"This, this pork ribs with soy sauce, it is so fragrant and delicious! I, I have to eat faster, or I will be robbed by others! ”

After eating a piece of pork ribs, He Zhengyu couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

This thought made him can't help but be startled!

After living for more than 40 years, he has never asked for anything in terms of eating, as long as he can eat enough and have enough nutrition to ensure his needs for the day.

As for the taste, as long as you can eat it, there is no problem.

It doesn't matter to him whether it tastes good or not.

No matter how delicious it is, it's just a desire for the tongue, and after it enters the stomach, it doesn't turn into a pile of fertilizer?

In He Zhengyu's view, it is better to read more books, go out for a walk, and enrich your spiritual world, and that kind of life is an interesting life.

But now, he actually came up with the idea of "eating a few more bites", this, is this still himself?

Although He Zhengyu said "don't don't" in his heart, he was very honest physically, and the fast man in his hand stretched forward, and another piece of ribs entered his mouth, and then he stretched out again, and another piece of ribs.

After eating a few ribs, he turned his attention to other dishes, and his eyes shone faintly, revealing a strong desire.

This table of dishes is all the dishes he likes to eat!

……

After more than half an hour, a table of dishes had already been eaten, and several plates were even empty.

He Zhengyu had also put down his fast son at this moment, and sat back in his chair with a satisfied face, ready to take a breath.

He raised his head and glanced at Duan Yiming, who was sitting opposite, and said with some emotion:

"Mr. Duan, today's lunch meal has cost you.

To put it mildly, this is really the best dish I have ever eaten in my life, and it made me appreciate the greatness of our Chinese cuisine at once.

To be honest, I used to think that it didn't matter what I ate, I just had to eat enough, but now it seems that this idea is really stupid.

Isn't it true that people live for a lifetime to experience the beauty of life?

The pursuit of food is actually the yearning for a better life! ”

"Mr. Ho is right! Don't we have an old saying? Life in the world, food and clothing. This "eating" is still in front of "wearing"! ”

Duan Yiming also put down the fast, took a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile,

"But it's not something you can just get by the way.

In my opinion, there are now restaurants and restaurants all over the streets, and the dishes they make can only be regarded as 'edible', and they are far from being food.

The only thing that can really be called 'food' is the food here! ”

"Lao Duan's words are too right, I have traveled south and north over the years, and I can be regarded as traveling most of China."

As soon as Duan Yiming's voice fell, He Xiaowei also picked up the conversation, he turned his head to look at He Zhengyu, smiled and said,

"Basically, whenever I go to a place, I go to a famous restaurant or restaurant, and I think it's delicious.

But as soon as I returned to Jiangzhou, after tasting the dishes made by Boss Xiaojiang, I compared the two sides-

Tsk, I suddenly felt that it was a shame to spend so much money to go so far to eat those so-called 'delicacies'! ”

After a pause, he added,

"Actually, there are two kinds of food in the world.

One is the food made by Boss Xiaojiang, which is real food, and the other is the food made by other people, which is 'pseudo food'. ”

As soon as he heard this, He Zhengyu immediately burst out laughing:

"Mr. He has a point, it makes sense!"

After laughing, as if he remembered something, he said with a regretful face,

"It's a pity, I've been staying in the countryside to recuperate, and after a period of recuperation, I have to go back to my home in Guangyue, I'm afraid it will be difficult to taste the food here again in the future."

As soon as he finished saying this, He Zhengyu instantly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, and his whole mood became heavy.

The most important thing is that he remembered what Mr. Duan said before, the boxes here are all booked in advance, and countless people rush to book them every time.

This shows that even if you want to take the time to come back and try it in the future, you may not be able to book a private room......

However, the old fire soup here, the steamed pork ribs with soy sauce here, and the crispy roast pork, unicorn sea bass, pineapple grunt pork, and Hakka stuffed tofu here......

Each dish is delicious, fragrant, and rich, and you will never forget it when you taste it.

Even a simple dish like oyster sauce lettuce can make people want to stop and have an endless aftertaste.

Such a delicious dish, if you really can't taste it again in the future, then how can you still eat?

Just when he was full of depression, he only heard Duan Yiming, who was sitting opposite, laughing:

"Such a trivial matter is also worth Mr. He's sigh? It's just a few meals.

It just so happens that I have cooperated with the owner of this restaurant, Xiao Jiang, who promised our company earlier that he would reserve a private room for us every month, and we can use it whenever we want.

In the future, if Mr. He wants to come here for a change of taste, just tell me in advance. ”

When He Zhengyu heard this, he was first overjoyed, then stunned, and then secretly shook his head in his heart.

Mr. Duan said that this is what Boss Xiaojiang promised to give their company, and he is an outsider, how can he be embarrassed to use their company's "favor"?

Once or twice might be fine, but what if you still want to eat here in the future?

"Instead of this, it's better to go directly to their company, so that you can follow Mr. Duan to eat with peace of mind every month!"

As soon as this thought came out, He Zhengyu himself was taken aback!

Hold the grass! How could I have such an idea?!

Could it be that I was so easily "bent" by a meal?

How's that going to work? I'm a straight man!

However, Mr. Duan's treatment is really good, and he can also give 5% of the dry shares, if he goes to a first-line Internet factory, no matter how high the position is, he will also work.

But in Mr. Duan's company, although he only has 5% of the shares, he is making money for himself!

Or should I think about it again?

First of all, I definitely didn't think about it because of greed, but Mr. Duan gave too much!

Sitting on the chair in the box, He Zhengyu's originally chaotic eyes gradually began to become firm, as if he had made an important decision in his heart......

And across from him, Duan Yiming looked at He Zhengyu with a smile on his face, looking like he was holding a Zhizhu, and he didn't seem to be worried that He Zhengyu would leave at all.

Because, who else in this world can resist the food made by Jiang Yu?

……

After finishing lunch, Jiang Yu, as usual, after eating, made a cup of tea and staggered to the box on the first floor, ready to rest for a while.

Since Du Guangning began to learn to stir-fry, his daily workload has been reduced, and he is not very hard, but it is even easier.

Since you don't feel tired, you naturally don't need to rest.

Every day after dinner, I go to the box on the first floor to drink tea and rest at the same time, but it seems to have developed a habit, and I feel uncomfortable every day if I don't sit for a while after eating.

After entering the box, Jiang Yu put the hot teacup in his hand on the coffee table, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sat on the sofa to continue playing a few games of chess.

During this time, he was able to play a game or two with the robot every day, although he has always lost more and won less, but it did not affect his interest in playing chess, but he was repeatedly defeated and defeated.

Even Lu Shuwu couldn't help but laugh at him, saying that he was "a vegetable and fun-loving".

As soon as I clicked on the game APP, I hadn't started playing yet, and the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, Jiang Yu turned his head to see that it was Jia Dequan, the little old man, who came.

"Yo, you're there too!"

Jia Dequan is holding a thermos cup in his hand, and the red and bright wolfberries in the cup are floating in the tea, which is very conspicuous when he looks at it.

After entering the door, Jia Dequan casually closed the door of the box, and then came to the sofa opposite, sat down, and said with a smile,

"Xiao Jiang, I recently found out that the intensity of your work upstairs is not high, and after a busy lunch, you look like no one is fine.

When I was younger, I had to work a lot harder than you, and after a day in the kitchen, my arms were swollen. ”

Jiang Yu looked up at the little old man and said jokingly:

"How can I compare with you? You're a master chef, and I don't even have a junior chef certificate right now. ”

Although Jiang Yu's cooking skills have reached an extremely superb level in the eyes of outsiders, he is a proper chef-level figure, but to tell the truth, since he ran the "Jiang's Soup Dumpling" restaurant in the second canteen in September last year, he has never thought about taking any chef certificate.

Now he is a real "unlicensed worker".

However, although a chef certificate is important, not all chefs have it, and you can still be a chef without a chef certificate.

"It's just a certificate, if you don't plan to work in restaurants or restaurants, it doesn't matter if you have this certificate or not."

Jia Dequan waved his hand and said nonchalantly,

"Besides, there are a lot of unlicensed ones now, and the dishes made are much better than those with certificates."

After a pause, he remembered something again, and said,

"I used to be in the capital, and I saw a private restaurant specializing in health and medicinal food, although the price is high and the box is difficult to book, but it is very popular.

Of course, the target customers of this private restaurant are mainly those high-end people who have money and leisure, and ordinary people can't afford to eat.

Aren't there still a few empty boxes on the second floor of your house every day? And you're not very busy every day right now and have enough energy.

My suggestion is that you can try it out and specialize in a few health medicinal diets to attract those high-end customers. ”

"Medicinal diet?"

Jiang Yu listened to Jia Dequan's words, and couldn't help frowning slightly, he thought about it carefully, and then said,

"It's not easy to do, is it? I don't know much about Chinese medicine, and I don't know anything about all kinds of medicinal properties.

I've heard before that medicinal diet is not something that can be eaten casually, and even if you want to eat it, you have to follow the syndrome differentiation and treatment of traditional Chinese medicine. ”

After a pause, he added,

"For example, if you are sick with cold, you have to use hot medicinal diet, and if you are sick with fever, you need to use cold medicinal diet.

If you don't understand anything, and give a cold medicine to a guest who has a cold illness, wouldn't it become even worse and make the guest's condition worse? ”

Regarding the issue of "health and medicinal diet", the two of them discussed for a long time in the box, but finally came to an end.

Because the matter of medicinal diet is not trivial, it is not as simple as ordinary catering, but belongs to the category of health care, not to mention that there is still a need to apply for a certificate, at least you have to ask another person who understands Chinese medicine to come and assist.

Rather than being so troublesome, and a bad one will hurt people, Jiang Yu would rather not do it than take this risk.

However, Jia Dequan's proposal for a healthy medicinal diet reminded Jiang Yu of another thing.

That's the food you cook, why can even anorexic people eat it?

Is this because of a coincidence, is it because Wu Wenle and they happen to love to eat the meals they cook, or is it because these meals can really "break through" the eating disorder of anorexia patients?

In the past, he didn't have time, so he kept putting this question aside, but now with Du Guangning's assistance, he has finally been a little free, and it's time to explore.

If you eat your own food, you can really "break through" the eating disorder of anorexic patients, as long as you are anorexic, you can't resist its deliciousness......

That's a lot of things you can do!