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676. Stewed old goose in iron pot

In the bed of the car, two huge suitcases took up a lot of space. Duoduo and Xanthium could not help but Daju jumped directly on top of the suitcases and lay there steadily, with his tail swinging leisurely——

Obviously the environment or not will not affect the happiness of the kitten.

But Dabai is different.

It is extremely difficult for its two flat flippers to support its fat body. This electric three-wheeler often bumps due to the broken concrete road.

And the space behind the slightly curved buttocks was just blocked by the suitcase.

So much so that it was in an extremely irritable mood, flapping its wings, calling "Goose goose--" and cursing all the way. A pair of beady eyes stared fiercely at Qian Tianfu and his disciples who were far behind, as if they were about to go up and yell at them at any time.

Through the rearview mirror, Qiaoqiao noticed that the new chef was far behind again, so he braked again and waited for them.

His sister said that he wanted to pick someone up, so naturally he had to take him to the door of his house to be safe. When he came down, he saw Dabai's fierce look and quickly touched the goose's head:

"Dabai, don't talk nonsense, otherwise my sister will be angry."

Dabai:……

It seemed to recall the fear of being picked up by the neck. At this moment, it folded its wings and squatted down in aggrieved manner.

At this moment, Qian Tianfu's apprentice Wang Xiaoshun was also asking his master:

"Do we really have to work here?"

There are so many restaurants outside that offer high-paying chefs, so why did you choose this place? It would be too inconvenient even if you were to retire here, right?

Qian Tianfu is an emotional person. If his old employer doesn't say anything, he has no intention of changing jobs.

But this time, the young young owner has invested a lot of money, and it seems that he plans to go big. To this end, the old restaurant building must be renovated - this is not the fast pace of shop decoration nowadays, I guess.

It takes quite a while.

To be honest, Qian Tianfu gave up his vacation and came here mainly to train his apprentice and also to teach him to learn a few more tricks from Lao Song.

As for those who work and not work... Oh, isn't it just making some big pot rice? How difficult can it be?

As for the salary of 4,000 yuan—does he lack that 4,000 yuan for all his years of craftsmanship?

Think about how fiercely he competed with Lao Song back then!

As a result, suddenly, a head chef was parachuted in, and he was a Western-style chef.

Of course, at that time, Qian Tianfu also understood that the structure of a Western-style hotel was that the other party was just the executive chef, and he had no objection to their craftsmanship.

But I was young and energetic back then!

I thought to myself, we have been competing for so long, and everyone in the hotel knows about it, so why did someone suddenly drop in without saying a word?

Neither of them could swallow this breath, so they all resigned.

Looking back now, I realized that I accidentally hit someone and knocked him away, so I didn’t understand it wrong.

People just looked down on the two of them because they only knew how to cook old-fashioned Chinese food - after all, after so many years together, no one knew each other's temper. They airborne without even saying hello, obviously urging them to leave on their own initiative.

In the end, the boss tried every means to persuade me to stay and gain a good reputation.

cut!

After so many years, Qian Tianfu felt frightened when he thought about this. Now that the young boss is renovating the hotel, he is actually quite happy.

After all, if you don't change your business, your business will really be robbed by the one across the street.

No, the young boss anxiously asked him to rest for a few months, saying that his salary would still be paid. He didn't ask for a salary, but he also promised not to change jobs, just to let out this sigh of relief.

Now looking at this peaceful village, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I can understand how Lao Song would rather stay in this shabby village."

It's so quiet, so free. Without intrigues, life can be more comfortable.

However, when he changed his mind, he saw the dilapidated cement road with potholes in front of him, and he couldn't help but curse again:

"This old Song, why does he stay in such nooks and crannies?"

After I finished scolding, I heard another goose call!

They saw the ferocious big white goose on the back of the tricycle still staring at them. The master and apprentice were silent for a moment, and did not dare to neglect their steps, so they could only follow quickly.

Wang Xiaoshun also muttered: "This old goose will be very fragrant when stewed in an earthen stove!"

Qian Tianfu glanced at him: "Look at that goose. It has a car and a driver when it goes out. Look at the two of us - stewing the goose in an iron pot. Regardless of status, whether you can beat it is another matter!"

Just walking and stopping like this, Qiaoqiao finally completed this great task of picking up people and successfully parked the car in the yard.

When Qian Tianfu walked into this country villa with his apprentice, his expression was much more relaxed.

But before he could say a few polite words, his nose suddenly twitched and he smelled something different!

It has a strong rice aroma mixed with the sweetness of the original sound. As soon as you smell it, you will know that this rice cake must have just been opened from the basket!

Next is the rich but faint aroma of tea eggs - strange, even when he cooked tea eggs before, he couldn't get such an obvious aroma?

There is also the smell of egg fried rice cooked with chopped green onion and garlic sprouts, and rich and sweet rice porridge...

hateful!

At this moment, Qian Tianfu felt a thrill all over his body, and even his hair stood on end!

He thought to himself, what a good old Song! After so many years of keeping quiet, you have actually mastered such a skill!

Is his old money here to humiliate himself this time?

Hateful! Hateful!



At this time, people sitting everywhere in the yard immersed in cooking raised their heads and took a look. They were stunned for a moment, and then they became happy:

"Ah, the new chef is here!"

Song Sancheng ate quickly and had already carried the bucket up the mountain to feed the pigs and dogs. When Wulan, who had just come out of the kitchen, heard this, he quickly put down the porridge bowl and greeted him enthusiastically——

"It's Master Qian, right? Oops! His cousin has been praising the child a long time ago, and I'm looking forward to it every day at home. This is such a big deal!"

"Come on, come on, sit down and rest for a while. Have you eaten yet? Come and have a taste of my freshly cooked rice."

"Should we eat porridge or fried rice? Let's eat fried rice. The green onions and garlic sprouts we just pulled in the morning are so fragrant!"

"And this rice cake is sweet and not greasy, so delicious!"

The name of the dish Wulan is obviously the simplest words, but paired with the aroma, it seems that it can be described better than the chef in the hotel!

Qian Tianfu and Wang Xiaoshun smelled the fragrant aroma and were almost like puppets arranged to sit there by her.

Afterwards, Qian Tianfu realized his reaction and his eyes gradually lit up——

"That's right! This can't be achieved simply by cooking skills, it's clearly because of the good ingredients!"

Wulan didn't quite understand what he said, but she agreed with the conclusion.

At this moment, he said proudly: "Really? Many people are snatching up the vegetables, rice, fruits, etc. that we grow at home. They taste so good!"

"Master Qian, you came to our house at the right time."


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