Chapter 169: Uncle Shi's order (5/5) 10,000 words are finished and begging for subscription
Stir-fried river shrimp is eaten fresh and hot, and if it is served late, or the time of eating is late, it will affect the taste of this dish, which is the common point of most stir-fried dishes.
So Zhuang Zhebin rushed out of the back kitchen and directly sent the fried river shrimp to the ordering table.
"Okay, your stir-fried river prawns, come on. "Today's guests at the first table, the four young people came early, but they waited for a while to start serving, but they didn't expect to be amazed by the knife work of the cucumbers on the plate a moment ago.
The next moment, a plate of stir-fried river shrimp came up. The plate is full of fresh millet shrimp, and the heads and claws are cut off one by one, and it looks really distinct.
And with the rising heat, the oily luster, and the green pepper shreds on the plate, it is really beautiful.
The woman at the table couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of such a plate of fried river prawns.
"Oh my God, river shrimp can be fried so beautifully, I must quickly take a picture of it, post it on a circle of friends, and starve those people to death. But as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he was stopped by Zhuang Zhebin, who was serving: "Don't shoot, at this time, it is the time for this plate of fried river shrimp to be delicious, you must eat it first." Being stopped like this made the four people at the table a little surprised, and turned their heads to look at Zhuang Zhebin strangely.
The female diner who was stopped first asked, "Why don't you let me shoot it?" Zhuang Zhebin said with a depressed face: "You really don't know how to eat, if you don't eat this dish while it's hot, the taste will be very different, hurry up and eat it, eat it first." As a result, the woman who took out the camera was more energetic: "I don't want to, I'm going to shoot." When Zhuang Zhebin still wanted to argue with reason, he was stopped by Zhuang Daozhong, who was sitting in the restaurant: "Xiao Bin'er, come here, don't disturb the diners to eat, do you understand the rules?" Hearing Grandpa's words, Zhuang Zhebin looked regretful, but he could only retreat helplessly: "I'm sorry to disturb you." But before turning around, Zhuang Zhebin still didn't forget to say: "You believe me, you must eat it while it's hot." After Zhuang Zhebin left, the woman pursed her lips and said very willfully: "I want to take a few good photos." However, the partner at the same table also came forward to persuade a few words: "People say that it must be reasonable, you hurry up and take two pictures, let's taste it while it's hot, and it's the first time I've seen fried river shrimp so beautifully." The woman still listened to her companion's words, quickly took two pictures with her mobile phone, and then ate them with her friends at the same table.
First, I picked up a golden buttery river shrimp with chopsticks, put it in my mouth and started chewing gently. At the moment of biting, the river shrimp seems to come to life, the shrimp body in the mouth seems to burst open, the delicious juice flows out, the crispy shrimp shell, the shrimp meat of the Q bomb, slightly salty and will not cover up the sweetness of the shrimp itself.
The diners at this table, although they are not very old, may not have really eaten a very top-notch banquet.
But under the chewing of such a small river prawn in their mouths, they still clearly understand that this plate of stir-fried river prawns is very unusual.
Zhuang Zhebin came to his grandfather's side, but he couldn't help but look at the table twice. When I was looking, I heard a soft and curious voice sounding next to me.
"Hey, what are you looking at?" Zhuang Zhebin was suddenly recalled to his thoughts, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Ruoruo looking at him with a curious face, and with Feng Ruoruo tilting his head to look at himself, there was one, two, three, small heads.
Both sides were stunned for a moment, and then the children first turned their heads away, and all of them retreated to their parents.
Feng Ruoruo also retreated to his grandfather's side. Zhuang Zhebin turned around, looked at the children hiding from him, and asked with some tears and laughter: "Am I so terrible?" Feng Ruoruo said in his grandfather's arms: "I already know, you are the grandson of your grandfather, and Ruoruo is the same generation, if Ruoruo should call you brother, you are not Dad's apprentice." Yang Xiaoxi continued: "Yes, the old man told us just now, you can't deceive Ruoruo. Chen Yaofei also plucked up the courage to say: "It's not right to deceive people. "The last child left behind was the little fat man Zhang Zhuangzhuang.
The little fat man also stood up and said: "Teacher Fang said, it's not a good boy to lie to people, big brother, you shouldn't lie to Ruoruo, you have to apologize to Ruoruo." Zhuang Zhebin was a little confused, he didn't understand how it came out, how did this Su Ji seem to have become a children's paradise?
When Zhuang Zhebin was stunned, the old man Zhuang Daozhong smiled and said: "Well, our strong little friend is right, you have to apologize to your sister, you shouldn't lie to Ruoruo's sister." Zhuang Zhebin listened to Grandpa's words, first with a bitter face, but then he also apologized to Feng Ruoruo: "Sister Ruoruo, I'm sorry." Feng Ruoruo saw that the eldest brother apologized, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, Ruoruo forgive my brother." Then Zhuang Daozhong asked again: "Xiao Bin'er, what have you learned from your uncle Yifan after you have been in for so long?" Zhuang Zhebin hesitated for a moment, and said with a serious face: "Grandpa, if I tell you that I hope to worship under my uncle's door, will you agree?" When Zhuang Daozhong heard this, he immediately squinted his eyes and stared at his great-grandson.
After confirming that his great-grandson was serious, Zhuang Daozhong asked with a smile: "It seems that you have indeed seen your Uncle Yifan's craftsmanship in the back kitchen?" Zhuang Zhebin nodded, turned his head and glanced at the only table in the restaurant at the moment, and the plate of fried river shrimp on the table had been eaten.
Retracting his gaze, Zhuang Zhebin said seriously: "Grandpa, I finally understand now, why did you ask me to ask for leave from the school to come with you, there is indeed a real person hidden in Su Ji here." Zhuang Daozhong looked at Su Jinrong with a smile: "It seems that Yifan really impressed the proud boy of our family." Su Jinrong had a smile on his face, obviously full of confidence in his son-in-law, but he was still modest: "Yifan, also, you need to experience, in the future, maybe you can, just like grandpa." Zhuang Daozhong also nodded: "Yes, the future is promising." Then, Zhuang Daozhong said: "Xiao Bin'er said so lively, but grandpa still wants to try the craft, you go and send the menu in, it just so happens that there are Ruoruo children here, this meal will be treated as grandpa." Su Jinrong stretched out his hand when he heard this, wanting to stop Uncle Shi from inviting guests, after all, Uncle Shi was a guest not far away.
But Zhuang Daozhong held Su Jinrong's hand and said very seriously: "Jinrong, you're welcome, this meal is a welcome gift for me to meet such a beautiful great-granddaughter." Su Jinrong saw that Zhuang Daozhong had already decided, so he could only nod in the end: "Okay." Zhuang Zhebin took the menu handed over by his grandfather and glanced at the menu, but there were no very strange dishes, basically they should all be on Su Ji's menu.
It's just that after Zhuang Zhebin took a closer look, he found that although the dishes were not very novel, they were all ordinary dishes.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Zhuang Zhebin did not hesitate, and walked quickly to the back kitchen with the menu in his hand.
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