Lei Chushuang and Long Yuqing, who came to serve the food, laughed when they saw it.

"Thank you for giving us face." Long Yuqing pursed her lips and said with a smile, "This gives us a lot of confidence!"

"Isn't that right?"

Mr. Ke slapped the table and said, "In the past few years, the Huajing restaurants I've gone to have sold as many as eight thousand if not ten thousand. It's the first time I've seen the cold dishes you make so delicious! You have such a private restaurant.

Honghuo is simply unbearable."

The flowers from the two schools smiled even more happily.

Seeing Long Yuqing's smile, the eldest grandson couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Classmate Long..."

"Oh, hello, what's the matter?" Long Yu asked with a green jaw.

"I...which school are you from?" the eldest grandson asked.

"I'm from Beihang University," Long Yuqing said.

The eldest grandson was immediately suffocated.

After this ordinary person answers, doesn't he have to ask "What about you?"

Why didn't Long Yuqing ask?

Ke Shu looked at him and shook his head. Don't you understand? They only treat you as a guest here for dinner and have no intention of having anything to do with you!

Long Yuqing turned around and left with Lei Chushuang.

After a while, the four girls served the hot dishes one after another.

In addition to the previous shredded pork with Beijing sauce, Yuanbao pork, and braised sea cucumber, there are also fried whitebait, stir-fried mutton with green onions, stir-fried kidneys, golden leeks, stir-fried celery shreds, fried tomatoes, mahjong preserved winter melon and dry-roasted winter bamboo shoots.

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There are 11 hot dishes in total, 6 meat and 5 vegetarian.

For the 10 people who came today, such dishes are already very rich.

Although the main dish is braised sea cucumber only, and the rest cannot be considered expensive dishes, taste is the basis of everything.

Whether it is meat or vegetable, whether it is expensive or cheap, each dish has its own unique technique and flavor.

For example, stir-fried mutton with green onions is a dish that many old Chinese in Kyoto like, and it is basically a must-have on the dining table.

You want to do it well, but it’s not easy.

The key lies in how to deal with the mutton smell.

It should not be too fishy or smelly, as it will offend your nose and make you feel uncomfortable before eating.

But not too clean.

If it is processed too cleanly and loses any flavor, it won't be like eating mutton.

Similarly, too much green onions will hinder the taste of the mutton, while too few green onions will not play a very good role as an auxiliary ingredient.

How to combine it better?

How to make it tender and delicious?

This is where the chef’s skills are put to the test.

Usually if you can cook this dish of roasted mutton with green onions, you can basically work as a chef in a big restaurant. You can just cook this dish and you will have no worries about food and clothing.

The chef of this private kitchen did a particularly authentic job. In addition to ensuring that the mutton has a slight smell of mutton, it does not make the onion smell very pungent. Instead, it is well blended in, with a slight spicy taste, but

It also has a hint of sweetness.

Even Granny Ke, who doesn't like meat, ate two slices in a row.

Except for this dish, every other dish is very delicious. It doesn't have the fried effect of home-cooked dishes at all, but is as delicate as a work of art.

In the words of Mr. Ke, "I'm afraid this is the kind of cooking that the emperor enjoyed back then."

In this day and age, when people eat out, it is usually impossible to finish the meal. Firstly, it is because of the portion size, and secondly, it is considered indecent to finish the meal.

But today at this table, 10 members of the Ke family licked all the plates clean - well, it was mainly the two children who did it. The eldest grandson was not embarrassed to do this, although he wanted to.

Seeing that they had finished eating, Xu Qiao and An Nianchun came in carrying two more large plates.

Inside were a dozen large and small bowls and plates.

There are door-nail meat patties, pea yellow pancakes, green onion pancakes, and three small bowls of braised noodles.

"Haha, I'm full now, why are you still serving me food?" Mr. Ke's smile was very kind, "You guys are really interested!"

Huajing people are most concerned about face.

Mr. Ke brought his family here for dinner. He was originally bragging, saying that the food cooked in the restaurant run by the girls he rented to the house was delicious.

When I got here, I found it was much more delicious than I expected.

Seeing that his wife and children and grandchildren were all very satisfied, Mr. Ke naturally felt that Beier was honorable.

Therefore, he fell in love with these little girls even more.

"Grandpa Ke, you're so polite." An Nianchun's mouth was also sweet, "This is the last meal. If you can eat it, you can eat it. If you can't eat it, you can take it back... But it's best to eat it while it's hot."

"How can you not stand still when you encounter something so delicious?" Mr. Ke is not a hypocrite, "Here, I'll have a door-nail meatloaf and a bowl of braised noodles!"

"OK."

An Nianchun put both of them beside him.

In fact, the portions of both portions are very small. The door-nail meatloaf is only as big as an egg, and the braised noodles are only one or two bites.

Otherwise, Mr. Ke won’t be able to eat anymore.

"Both of these are my favorite foods." Mr. Ke picked up the door-nail meat pie, but first took a sip of the thick soup for making braised noodles, "Yeah, fresh! Fragrant! Beautiful!"

He was also a veteran, so he took a small bite of the door-nail meatloaf to let the heat inside dissipate a bit before eating it.

"Hmm...the skin is very crispy and the meat is firm and elastic. You can tell by the smell that they are good ingredients..."

While commenting like this, he ate at the same time. In just a few bites, Mr. Ke finished the door-nail meatloaf and braised noodles.

But it was obvious that he had not finished speaking and had not eaten enough.

As a result, I looked at the table and saw that a dozen large and small plates and dishes were all empty.

All were eaten by the family.

Mr. Ke suddenly smiled and said, "Hey, you guys are so flattering!"

"Isn't that right?" Ke Shu also raised his thumb and praised, "Little girl, the dishes on your table are really great! Even if I eat Chinese food at Shangri-La's high-end Chinese restaurant, it costs 800 yuan per person.

The standard, taste and ingredients of the dishes there are not as good as yours!”

"Yeah, how much does a table of dishes like this cost for a normal banquet?" The boss also came and asked with interest.

"According to the different tastes and standards of the guests, it will naturally not be the same." Xu Qiaoju said abruptly, "Our price for such a table is 30,000 yuan. If you want a higher-end one, the ingredients need to be specially prepared.

, 80,000 yuan per table.”

Mr. Ke and his family's eyes widened.

The table of dishes you just ate cost 30,000 yuan?

This, this is not a big dish?!

Mr. Ke coughed slightly and said: "Girl, we are not outsiders. I will give you a few words. Don't think I'm verbose!"

"Say it!" Xu Qiao said with a smile.

"It stands to reason that the taste of your private kitchen is really good, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary private restaurants. But at this price, I'm afraid it's not very good." Mr. Ke said, "If you order 10,000 for a table,

What I didn’t mention is that there will definitely be people queuing up every day, but if it’s 30,000…”

He said nothing more next.

An Nianchun tapped the powder, "You are right to think so. But our chef sets the price this way. If we don't do it, he will just stop making it! So let's do it like this for now!"

"Hey, you are the boss, how could you be caught by him?" Mr. Ke was unhappy, "Here, call him over, I will help you reprimand him!"

Xu Qiao and An Nianchun looked at each other and smiled, "We don't dare, otherwise we will be scolded when we go home!"

Mr. Ke misunderstood what they meant and thought that the cook was the elder of the four girls. He was embarrassed to mention it again.

Otherwise, wouldn't this be a failure to give face to the four girls?

However, when he walked out of this private restaurant, he sighed secretly.

What a pity!
Chapter completed!