Chapter 677 677. Why not publicize it?
With great hatred, Master Qian sat there and finished a bowl of fried rice with crispy rice.
After thinking about it, I still felt angry, so I went to get two more rice cakes.
In the end, I still felt uncomfortable, so I went to get another bowl of rice porridge. Halfway through the porridge, I still couldn't suppress the anger in my heart, so I turned around and picked up another tea egg, peeled it open and ate it.
Until he put the empty bowl back, he sat back on the stool with a serious face, staring at his apprentice who had already filled the second bowl of fried rice with an incomprehensible expression.
The apprentice who was working frantically raised his head blankly, with a mouthful of fried rice still in his mouth, and hummed:
“Master, what’s wrong?”
What's wrong? !
The more Master Qian thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but snorted angrily: "Look at you! Eat, you know how to eat! And you still eat two bowls!"
He even had a bit of trouble eating a bowl!
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the seventh cousin coming out of the kitchen carrying some porridge. He glanced at Old Man Qian with a proud look in his eyes, then slowly took a spoon and ate it one bite at a time.
Possibly because he felt the taste was not enough, he called Qiaoqiao again:
“Come, Qiaoqiao, bring the garlic salted duck eggs to the master.”
Qiao Qiao had just sent Dabai back, and now she was washing her hands in the yard. She listened to the master's instructions, so she opened her mouth and responded:
“Okay!”
The garlic duck eggs are freshly plucked purple-skinned single-headed garlic from the ground, cut into fine pieces, and paired with duck eggs from Song Tan's ducklings, marinated in yellow mud until oily, and finally the egg yolks are taken out and mixed with garlic paste...
Alas, Huang Chengcheng's bowl, one sip, the unique spicy and salty duck egg yolk of garlic, the taste is just right, the sand is crispy, and you can eat a large bowl of porridge!
If paired with a bowl of noodles…
Tut.
The seventh cousin thought to himself: Next year...ah no, this year, there will be two acres of wheat planted.
…
The difference in Qiaoqiao can be seen at a glance.
But when he saw him diligently taking out the bowl of garlic paste from the refrigerator and holding it in front of Lao Song, Qian Tianfu still felt angry.
At this moment, he just said bitterly: "Well, you old Song, there is such a good thing here, and you are still hiding it. I haven't seen you reveal it at all!"
“How come you didn’t let the news out?”
Seventh cousin has been vibrato for a long time, and his words have a strange smell: "Our family has never concealed anything."
"Ouch, old Qian, I'm sorry! I forgot that you don't go online when you're old. I'm the disciple, and now I have millions of fans on the Internet. If you think this is not publicity, how can it be? ?”
Actually, there are not that many fans, but bragging is all about posture.
The seventh cousin said it seriously, and Qian Tianfu really believed it. I am getting more and more depressed now:
"Then you...then you never mentioned it to me!"
The seventh cousin raised his voice: "Why, you are the leader of a restaurant and you never mentioned it to me!"
Qiaoqiao looked left and right while holding the garlic bowl, and suddenly became curious: "But... haven't you guys seen each other for decades?"
"Can it be the same?" Qian Tianfu said anxiously: "It's not like I don't have a mobile phone!"
The seventh cousin also spoke: "How can it be the same? I left in despair, he is working as a chef!"
Qian Tianfu: "Bah! It's obviously because you are frustrated and don't want to do it! Let me tell you, I just figured it out. The Lok Fu Restaurant deliberately drove us away!"
The two looked at each other and sat down again angrily.
Cousin Seventh thought for a while, took a spoon and scooped out a big spoonful of garlic duck eggs, mixed it with the porridge, and ate it all in two mouthfuls. Then he sighed to Song Tan:
"This is Lao Qian, and he is now working as a chef at [Changleju]. Even though he looks average, [Changleju] was an old restaurant decades ago. With his skills, he led a group of apprentices It's on par with the wealthy Ecological Garden opposite...Song Tan, tell Qiao Qiao to learn from him."
Here, Qian Tianfu also said to his disciple Wang Xiaoshun:
"This is Lao Song. Song has food. Don't look at his skills in cooking mountain and farm dishes after not working for decades. He is a master! Your master and I are better at big fish and meat...Come back this time, just follow me Learn from him."
Wang Xiaoshun raised his head and looked at Qiaoqiao, who was looking over in confusion. The other person smiled at him:
“Brother Xiaoshun, do you want to eat minced garlic too?”
Wang Xiaoshun: ...He practiced his skills hard before coming here, and he was ready to show off his skills to his competitors!
The master clearly said that he is a strong enemy!
Hateful, he’s so cute!
…
Logically speaking, the atmosphere has ended here, and the two old guys should meet and laugh away their grudges.
But the reality is that two old men over fifty are sitting there without saying a word, and both of them look a little weird.
Everyone:…
Song Tangang was about to say something - for example, she would welcome a chef like this who was not short of money, so she had to find a way to lure him to stay!
As usual, which one should serve the watermelon first or the herbal tea?
Before she could think of it, Ulan's phone rang.
On the other end of the phone, the person in charge of the engineering team shouted in a loud voice:
“Sister, come here and see, the food this person cooked today is really inedible!”
What? !
Ulan's eyebrows stood up: "This Zhai Xiao'e, she was crying to me last night and told me that she would be able to do a good job, and then she got into trouble again early in the morning?!"
Turning around, he said to Song Sancheng: "Wait for a while. When I figure out what happened on the mountain, we can go to the town and continue practicing the second subject!"
Song Sancheng frowned: "How about I go..."
"Where are you going?!" Ulan interrupted him: "You have never won a quarrel with others, how dare you fight? I'll do it!"
She reached out and grabbed a straw hat and put it on her head. Then she was full of fighting spirit and headed toward the mountain.
Song Tan followed him without saying a word, and said: "Seventh cousin, please help entertain Master Qian, and I will arrange the rest when I come back!"
Seeing the two most powerful women in the family going up the mountain, Qiao Qiao was at a loss for a moment, and immediately put the garlic bowl aside:
“I’ll go too!”
The remaining people in the yard looked at each other in confusion, with the four dogs on the porch and the two, three, four and five oranges meowing beside their legs.
Finally, it was Qian Tianfu who broke the silence: "Who is that person talking about on this mountain? What's going on?"
The seventh cousin's expression suddenly became strange: "...he is the person who will temporarily take over your position."
Qian Tianfu:…
! !
He immediately burst into fighting spirit and waved his hand: "Xiao Shun, let's go!"
Complement yesterday’s.
(End of this chapter)