Tang Jingling dived into Lan Tingxuan's official account and studied every message carefully.
She felt that this was a great opportunity that came to her door. So, she secretly sent a WeChat message to her brother: [Here?]
A person named Arrogant Like Me on WeChat with Tang Yuan’s handsome face replied: [What’s going on?]
Unable to explain in a few words, Tang Jingling made a phone call directly to explain her thoughts.
Tang Yuan listened without saying a word and replied with two words: "No way!" and hung up the phone decisively.
Li Jingguo listened briefly to the side, tsked, and said something sarcastic: "Aren't you just rubbing salt into his wounds?" He hadn't been to Yu's restaurant for a long time, so he added, "Let the old man join the queue.
Let’s go to Brother Jianguo’s place for dinner tomorrow?”
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!" When her brother refused, Tang Jingling was upset, but when she heard his words again, she immediately vented her anger on him, "I finally thought of a good plan, but he still doesn't support me!"
Holding his waist with one hand, he walked back and forth in the room.
Li Jingguo immediately stepped forward to hug her and winked at her: "Tang Yuan disagrees, you can go to Brother Jianguo. As long as Brother Jianguo nods, Tang Yuan's place..."
That's right! After being nudged by him, Tang Jingling's thoughts suddenly became clear, and she looked at him with a hint of appreciation: "Old Li, that's not bad!" She also knew that curve saved the country.
The two of them looked at each other, each with their own hidden agenda, and smiled at each other.
Li Jingguo immediately called Jin Changguo: "Teacher, there is something..."
Jin Changguo interrupted him: "Want to eat at Xiao Yu's place again?"
It's true that one thing brings another. His thoughts were guessed before he said anything. He smiled and turned on the rainbow fart mode: "Sure enough, the one who knows me is Teacher Mo Ruo. You really know me very well..."
"Okay, don't worry, I've already reserved a seat. I just wanted to inform you when you called me. At six o'clock tomorrow night, ask Xiao Tang to come with you. Don't be late." Jin Changguo said with a smile.
"Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, he cast a wink at Tang Jingling. That mean expression didn't look like a company executive.
On the second day, Li Jingguo got off work fifteen minutes early, went around to the media center to pick up Tang Jingling, and drove to Lanhai Street.
The sky was getting dark, and all the shops on the roadside had turned on their lights. Tang Jingling looked sideways at the lights and feasting outside the car window, and sighed with emotion: "How many restaurants have opened on Lanhai Street in this short year? There must be several.
Ten families, right?”
Li Jingguo glanced at the traffic light and released the brake: "Aren't those two the best ones?" The survival of this restaurant depends on the deliciousness of the food. No one in modern times lacks the money to eat, but after spending money, they can still pay for it.
It’s not delicious, and you’re being taken advantage of all day long?
"Huh?" Tang Jingling suddenly sat up straight and looked out of the car window, "It seems that there is another restaurant over there. How come it looks a bit like Yu's restaurant?" It also has a wooden shape. If you look closely, you can see that there are several words written on it.
A neon character, it turned out to be a restaurant. It was probably newly opened. There were several large flower baskets at the door, and there were waiters wearing kimonos nodding and bowing by the door.
I'll go take a look another day. Tang Jingling silently remembered the name of the store.
Wang Ke's oyster farm was doing well, and he built a fishing boat with his friends. A few days ago, he set out to sea and caught several hundred kilograms of fish in one net. He immediately asked Yu Jianping to pick first, and Yu
Jianping ordered dozens of kilograms of fresh yellow croaker in one go, preparing to serve new dishes.
Jin Changguo heard the news and came here specifically to find this delicious taste.
"Teacher." Tang Jingling followed Li Jingguo to call for someone, biting her lip hesitantly.
Jin Changguo was a sensible person. He calmly took a sip of tea and asked, "What's going on?"
"That's it, teacher. Xiao Tang wants to do a column about Eastern and Western food. Aren't Yu's Restaurant and Lantingxuan the best materials? I don't want you to open your mouth and ask Master Yu to cooperate.
For a moment?" Li Jingguo explained for his wife.
"How to cooperate?" Jin Changguo did not express his position and continued to ask.
"I want to have a theme showdown, where two families use the same ingredients to make a dish, and then leave the decision to the customer. I will draw materials from this and make a short film. Of course, the most important purpose is to promote traditional culture
, Let more people know about our Chinese cuisine." This is Tang Jingling's professional field. It is very clear and logical, and even the later launch platform and public opinion guidance have been perfectly planned.
The more Jin Changguo listened, the more interested he became, and he nodded frequently when he heard the key points. He always applauded such meaningful things.
"Okay, I agreed to this for Jianguo. You go and deal with your brother." Don't think that he doesn't know. It must have been Tang Yuan's rejection of her that made the idea come to his head. Among them, there might be one of his own students.
His handwriting. Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes at Li Jingguo again.
I called the waiter and whispered a few words. The waiter nodded and went to the kitchen.
Stir-fry the fat from the pork belly, remove the meat and add ginger, garlic, vegetable garden and scallions until fragrant. Remove the internal organs of the fresh yellow croaker, clean it, cut the fish belly in half, lay it on the bottom with pickled cabbage, top it with the spices you just fried, and add
Two spoons of homemade soybean paste and simmer over high heat for fifteen minutes.
After opening the lid, sprinkle with celery and chopped green onion, and simmer for another three minutes. After taking it out of the pot, pour a little hot oil. This braised yellow croaker with bean paste is ready.
Yu Jianguo served the food himself, and as he walked through the hall carrying the large plate, the aroma was wafting all the way. The greedy diners called the waiter to add another dish to the already ordered menu.
"That's the taste!" The old man couldn't wait for a moment. Before the plate was even served, he grabbed the chopsticks and walked around Yu Jianguo, picking up a large piece of fish. "Hmm... it's so fresh!" The fish was well preserved.
It's fresh and doesn't add too much sauce. Once you take a bite, you can taste the original flavor of the ingredients.
When the yellow croaker was on the table, Jin Changguo took another piece and dipped it in the soup at the bottom this time. This time, in addition to the freshness of the fish, the aroma of soybeans was also added. This one bite took Jin Changguo back to a time of more than thirty years.
forward.
The taste is so similar to his mother's...
…
"What? No, no, I can't do it." Yu Jianguo shook his head desperately. He is just a cook. You want him to appear on the scene? No, no, no...
Tang Jingling softened her voice and patiently explained to him: "I only need to film you cooking, and I will shoot the other scenes in the restaurant."
"That's no good. How about competing with Xiao Tang? I can't compare to him."
Jin Changguo was angry when he heard this, and he felt a little resentful: "Why can't you compare? I think the food you cook is more delicious than that boy Tang Yuan's! When I went to eat at his place, I didn't even have any chopsticks. I used it all day long.
What are you doing with a knife? Stab it with someone you don’t like?"
I heard it, and I completely despised it...
Having said this, it would be inappropriate to refuse any more. Yu Jianguo frowned, thought for a moment, and slapped his thigh: "I'll let my daughter do it! Her craftsmanship is better than mine!"
"Girl Ah Jian?"
"Peony agarwood?"
Jin Changguo and Li Jingguo said at the same time.
Tang Jingling glared, and sure enough, her man's mind was confused by agarwood.
But this matter was settled in half a push. Yu Jian inexplicably mentioned PK once and shook his head helplessly at his old father...