The fish itself is pink and tender, dyed with golden soup, crystal clear.
It is even more appetizing with a slightly sour fragrance.
As soon as the land fell, the soup splashed and the fragrance was everywhere. The diners looked sideways, and everyone's faces changed in horror, and they were shocked.
But no old dog feels sorry.
He took people to catch fish, he went to see it every day, he kept it carefully, and he had already thought about how to eat it...
Now that Sanniang wants to make a handkerchief for food, she even asked him specifically, he felt distressed and had to watch the Li family enjoy it happily, so she couldn't let her wife lose face.
Fortunately, the black fish was big enough. He was actually quite happy just now. The little lady actually took out the jar of the best pickled pickled cabbage. Their brothers took it orally this time, but in the end everything went empty.
The old dog's eyes turned faintly, trying to suppress his anger.
Those who do business will be kind and make money, and you cannot get angry!
When I turned my head, I squinted my eyes without realizing it.
The people who caused trouble knew this person. They were the vendor who often appeared nearby. They were named Jiang Zu, and people called him Jiang Er.
The old dog has long been staring at this guy. Every time he sees him walking around, he will ask a few brothers to stare at him specifically.
This time, several of them have been scouts, but even if they have never been scouts, it can be seen that this guy is simply ill-hearted and must be careful to keep an eye on it.
Jiang Zu's eyes flashed, but he seemed to be filled with indignation. He pointed to a piece of black stuff on the table and said angrily: "Look at what they are, what mess is there in your dishes!"
The diners all looked up at each other, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, and many diners were ready to rub their hands and showed fierce light on their faces.
The atmosphere seemed to be what Jiang Zu expected.
In his opinion, the most important thing about food outside is safety and cleanness. Now that there are messy things in the dish, everyone must be furious.
It was true, but for some reason, when Jiang Zu saw these angry gazes, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and he always felt that this gaze was coming to him.
"It turned out to be a dead mouse, I still think...he."
Before Jiang Zu could figure it out, Wang Ermu was not afraid of being disgusted at all. He walked over and stared at it for a while, then pulled it down with chopsticks, and said softly.
Jiang Zu said anxiously: "What are you doing? Why, don't you admit it?"
He stared at him with a fierce look on his face, his hands were covered with false pressure on the dead mouse, and he seemed to be worried that others would take action. However, he glanced around from the corner of his eyes, thinking, why haven't these diners come forward yet?
Jiang Zu has been doing business in Beijing for many years and knows the temperament of Beijing diners very well. Not to mention that they have dirty things in this kind of food, even if they taste bad, they will get angry.
Wang Ermu rolled his eyes. Before he could speak, Zhang Qiaoan, who was coming to queue up two or three times a day, counted the diners in front of him, took a deep breath, barely suppressed his anger and resentment, and said word by word: "This field mouse is quite cute. You just want to eat it. At least you catch it seriously and kill it. Now you do this, are you worthy of the fish made by Chu Gu?"
Jiang Zu: "What?"
"What else? Are you just Jiang Er who sells skewers? Why? I'm jealous of the people's business of "Gu Ji" and come here to find trouble?"
Several diners next to them glared at them.
Jiang Zu: "..."
At this moment, he finally realized that the anger of the diners was not aimed at the female chef, but at him?
Gu Xiang smiled, not in a hurry at all. After wiping his hands, he came over, looked at the dead rat on the table, shook his head and said, "Jiang Er? If you want to frame the situation in the future, grab a handful of hair and stuff it into the pot, it will be better than putting such a rat."
"Look at you, a mouse, not only a serious field mouse, but also a person who grew up eating food, but also strangled to death. The soup I used in my bowl of meat is chicken soup that has been cooked seriously for a long time. Not to mention mice, it is impossible for you to put it in the pot for a long time, so you can't have to do it all in this way."
"Hey, this voles are actually good, with delicious meat. If you eat it when you are roasted, the skin will be crispy and tender, and the taste will be very good. If you don't want to eat it, don't waste it like this."
Jiang Zu felt a resentment surge and stared at Gu Xiang.
Gu Xiang couldn't help but be a little surprised: "I remember that you used to sell buns and other snacks on the street, and then I learned from me that I started selling barbecue. The business seemed to be quite good, and the money I made should not be much worse than before. I did not seek trouble for you because of your secret learning of my skills. Why did you get your grudges?"
Since Gu Xiang's skewer stall came out, more than ten servings of the same skewer stall on the streets of Beijing were springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Gu Xiang could not finish all the business in the capital, so he could only support them.
Most vendors selling skewers spontaneously avoid Gu Xiang, not only because they copied other people's food, but more importantly, they never thought that they could compete for other people's authentic skewers, and stay away from them, and go to other street markets. The business can be done very well. Why come and compete with "Gu Ji" for customers? Their business was also affected and there was no benefit at all.
There was originally a barbecue stall around Gu Xiang's house.
Only Jiang Zu is an exception. His family is nearby and he is lazy and doesn't want to go anywhere else. He is also a person who likes to take advantage of opportunities.
Gu Xiang's restaurant attracted a lot of customers, especially at night. Because the barbecue was limited, many customers could not eat it. Jiang Zu's grilled skewers tasted average, but he could still deceive some strange diners who came from outside.
He is closer to Gu Xiang, and diners will instinctively think that even if his skills are not as good as Gu Xiang, they are almost the same.
However, the imitation version is still not very detailed, and it is not as good as the original version. Jiang Zu's business was lively for a while, and later he was still half dead. However, because of the large number of people and many customers, his business was similar to before.
At first, Jiang Zu just looked at Gu Xiang in disliked everything, and told his wife in private that a woman showed up to sell food, and those diners didn't know how much it was for her to eat, or how much it was for her skin. Later, somehow, suddenly had an idea.
His business is not good, all because of Gu Xiang.
If Gu Xiang's business fails, his business will definitely be more prosperous.
Jiang Zu thought so every day. A few days ago, something happened to his father-in-law's foot shop, saying that the food was not clean, which caused an old man to suffer from stomach and vomiting and diarrhea. He died shortly after a long time. His father-in-law also sued and the shop could not be opened.
His wife cried all day long, and when he was upset, he even had an idea. If something happened to the female chef's food, and if not the lawsuit was taken, at least her business might be defeated, wouldn't she be able to make a comeback?
Jiang Zu's head became hot and he started today.
But who would have thought that things were not as good as he thought.
Chapter completed!