Li Zijun's expression suddenly changed, and she was so angry that she was trembling all over: "Take him back for me!"
The chef was in tears and nodded quickly, and staggered out to chase him.
Li Zijun was so angry that his eyes turned dark and almost fainted. He forced himself to go back to socialize with the guests, but his face looked so ugly.
His restaurant is open, let alone all the guests come for Xie Bin's skills. Just Xie Bin ran to the enemy for dinner, so people know that he... has the face to continue doing business!
Li Zijun took a breath and poured himself two cups of herbal tea, hoping that the people under him could recover Xie Bin.
Soon after, the chef's face turned pale, he shook his head gently, and whispered: "We didn't dare to go up and talk. County Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zhou are all here... Duke An Guo, and he are also here."
When I was talking to the chef, my voice was trembling.
Li Zijun's mind buzzed, and a smell of blood surged from his throat. He forced himself to hold it, but his mind was in chaos.
As soon as the awkward opening banquet ended, Li Zijun fell down when he went back, and his head hurt so much that he was so scared that Wang ran out overnight to find a doctor for him and called both doctors in Dali Village.
Wang was worried that the village doctor's skills were not good, so he even asked someone to help him find a doctor in the county.
After a while, Wang even cursed Gu Xiang for a long time, which made the whole village know that Mr. Li, who was "Seeing the Immortal", was so angry that the "Gu Ji" lady Gu San was so angry on the day of opening.
Of course, Li Zijun didn't know these things at this time, and was just angry and couldn't care about anything decent or not. He cursed with his mother, wishing that Gu Xiang would die immediately in front of him now.
On the side of "Gu Ji", Gu Xiang was disturbed by the fact that he had mixed up the opening of "Seeing the Immortal" and did not know at all, and he didn't take it seriously.
She is a little busy today.
From the morning meal, the regulars seemed to hear the sound of the wind and rushed over one by one.
These people didn't count after eating the food, so they sat in the Huangsao teahouse next to Gu Ji and chatted. They went out to enjoy the scenery and waited for another meal at noon.
Speaking of which, it seems that no wonder others have been practicing. A few days ago, Gu Xiang bought a new recipe and has been practicing it since he bought a "poetic and picturesque".
Now she has no money to open a portable space, so she has to practice in the kitchen. The tempting aroma drifts away with the wind, making many villagers around her cry. It’s okay, but she can tolerate it even if she wants to eat. The children are ignorant and can’t eat when they smell it, but they just make a fuss all day, making every household beat their children on a snowy day, and the more they fight, they get more and more excited!
The news spread, everyone knew that Gu Chu was preparing new dishes, and regular customers were looking forward to it. Today, I finally heard that "Gu Ji" was going to be launched, so who can't help it?
Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zhou both went out secretly in the middle of the night, and rushed to "Gu Ji" at dawn.
This speed is no worse than the military report that the court has expedited 800 miles.
Fortunately, Zhou County Magistrate, he is a martial artist, skilled in riding and shooting, and practices day by day. Even if he has rushed a little this time, he has never been so busy before.
County Magistrate Wang was not very good. He was an orthodox scholar. When he was a child, he had never seen a horse before, let alone learned riding and archery. Later, he was successful in studying. Because he had to communicate, he deliberately learned riding for a while, but riding was always very ordinary. This time, he rode a horse for half a night and was so tired that his back was sore and his thighs were worn out. If he had the usual intention, he would definitely not be able to hold on. This time, when he had the idea of ​​giving up, he thought about the dishes he had cooked for two months. He just relied on this thought to persevere.
The breeze is blowing, and the dead leaves are flying.
Magistrate Wang finally got the soup dumplings.
When he ate the second bun, he and Zhou County Wei instantly felt that all the hard work was worth it.
"Cook Gu's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"
During the Yongyijun period, the pasta made by Gu Chu cooked cakes and buns also tasted quite good, but compared with today's soup dumplings, it seemed too mediocre.
Magistrate Wang savored it carefully and sighed: "The tastes of noodles, fillings, soups, and the three are complementary and perfectly integrated. They all lack ones. If they are added, they will be too complicated. Soft and hard, salty and light are just right. The good ones cannot be better."
County Magistrate Zhou rolled his eyes: This guy still has the heart to talk, so he will finish eating and then queue up to buy it.
The soup dumplings made by Gu Xiang look round and cute this time, but they are very small, as big as half a palm. They are small and exquisite, exquisite and beautiful, but they are inevitably not enough to eat.
A person is limited to five, and if you change to an elderly person with a small appetite and a woman, you will be very full. If you change to a man like Zhou County Magistrate, the five will just satisfy your cravings.
All ten can be eaten!
After all, the two of Zhou and Wei arrived too late. When they lined up for the second time, the time for the meal had passed and the buns were sold out.
The two had to sit down and have a tea at the Huangsao teahouse next to them, waiting for the new dishes at noon.
At this time, the few tables and benches in the teahouse had already been filled with people, and even tables and stools were added to the aisle.
The teahouse is not far southeast of Gu Ji, only across a small road. It is the old house of Aunt Huang’s family. It is not large in size and now it seems a bit crowded.
However, the guests did not dislike it at all. Those who would sit here were all gourmets. They talked about the delicious food they had eaten. It was very lively and interesting.
Magistrate Wang listened to the chatting table next to him, and listened with relish.
"There seems to be a fish dish in the new dish today. I heard from the child Ermu that the chef's men sent several buckets of fish, each of which was only the length of a palm, silver-white, very special."
"I went to deliver vegetables yesterday and saw Sister Qiuli eating in the garden. The one who prepared the rice seemed to be a pot of soup? The soup was the same color as gold, and I almost thought she was drinking gold."
Gudu!
Magistrate Wang swallowed and hit County Magistrate Zhou with his elbow. "I said I was coming, you were so timid. Is it happening now?"
County Magistrate Zhou snorted and was about to speak, but turned outside. He was stunned and quickly lowered his head.
Why did he come?
Just as Magistrate Wang was about to get up, he saw Duke An's face, so scared that his feet slipped out. If County Magistrate Zhou hadn't been asked to hold his collar in time, he would have almost slipped out and slipped under the table.
At this time, the sun was already on the treetops and the weather was still very cold.
Zhao Ying closed the cloak and slowly walked to the door of "Gu Ji" and stood still. Her eyes were lingering on the empty steamer. At this time, there was still fragrance on the steamer, with a slight mist of white air. Under the fumigation of white air, Zhao Ying's delicate and perfect facial features were a little hazy, and she became more and more fairy-like.
Chapter completed!