Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan rushed to the agreed restaurant. Huangfu Zhaonan and An Yiru had already arrived and were waiting in the rest area in the hall.
Seeing Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan come in, An Yiru hurriedly stood up and greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Chu, Miss Qiao."
Chu Tianshu said with a smile: "We are all one family, Aunt An is so polite."
Hearing the word "family" from Chu Tianshu, An Yi felt like a trace of red clouds flying on her cheeks.
Huangfu Zhaonan stepped forward and said, "Let's go in first."
An Yiru turned sideways and invited: "This way, please."
As they walked to the private room, An Yiru said, "My father has something to do, so I'm sorry for the delay."
Chu Tianshu said: "It doesn't matter."
He wished that An Huahai had not come.
The four of them entered the spacious private room. An Yiru pulled out the chair at the top: "Mr. Chu, Miss Qiao, you guys sit here."
Chu Tianshu smiled bitterly and said: "You and Uncle Nan are both here, how can I sit there."
As he said that, he pulled Qiao Shiyuan to sit down at the bottom.
Qiao Shiyuan said: "Aunt An, you are the elder. From now on, just call us by our names. We don't need to see anyone outside."
Huangfu Zhaonan also echoed: "Yes, we are all our own people."
An Yiru nodded slightly, and sat down next to Huangfu Zhaonan.
She waved to the waiter and then pushed the menu to Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan: "Let's order first and see what you want to eat."
Chu Tianshu didn't show any politeness, he opened the menu casually, ordered a few things that pleased his taste, and then placed the menu in front of Qiao Shiyuan.
Qiao Shiyuan ordered a few items and gave the menu to Huangfu Zhaonan.
Huangfu Zhaonan and An Yiru ordered the dishes, and An Yiru asked the waiter to serve them first.
An Yiru smiled and said: "No wait, let's eat first and wait until they arrive."
The An family was treating guests, but when Chu Tianshu arrived, no one from the An family had come. It was already rude enough, but it would be even more unreasonable if Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan were kept waiting like this.
After the waiter left, An Yiru pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, then said, "Today's invitation is really a bit presumptuous."
"Uncle Nan is my family, and Aunt An is my family. Our family does not speak the same language."
Chu Tianshu smiled: "Don't worry, Aunt An, no matter what, I will do it for the sake of Uncle Nan and you, and I won't embarrass your family too much."
After hearing this, An Yiru let go of the stone hanging in her heart, nodded heavily and said: "Thank you...I really appreciate it..."
She was really afraid that when Chu Tianshu met their Anjia people, he would get into a fight if they disagreed.
With Chu Tianshu's cultivation level, is it not abusing the people in their An family?
What's more, An Yiru was very sure that if he took action, Huangfu Zhaonan would definitely side with Chu Tianshu.
Soon, all kinds of delicacies were served in a stream.
An Yiru said: "Although this restaurant is not very big, it has been in business for hundreds of years and the dishes are very good."
As she said that, she stood up and picked up the small bowls in front of Chu Tianshu and Qiao Shiyuan, and filled a bowl of soup for each of them: "Try this Wensi tofu, it is the signature dish here."
Wensi tofu is a traditional famous dish with a long history. It has extremely strict selection of ingredients, fine cutting skills, soft and mellow, and melts in the mouth. It also has the functions of regulating malnutrition, replenishing deficiency and nourishing the body. Strictly speaking, it also belongs to the family of medicinal diet.
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Chu Tianshu nodded, took a spoonful, put it into his mouth and savored it.
Seeing Chu Tianshu put down the spoon, An Yiru asked with a smile: "How was it?"
“It tastes pretty good.”
Chu Tianshu used a spoon to fiddle with the shredded tofu in the small bowl in front of him, and curled his lips and said, "It's just that the knife skills are a bit rough."
The production of Wensi Tofu is very particular. You must first peel off the old skin on the surface of the tofu, and then cut it vertically. This is slicing, and the slices must be as thin as paper.
Next, cut the tofu slices diagonally with a knife into a ladder shape, and then cut into thin strips.
A piece of soft tofu usually needs to be cut at least 88 times crosswise and 188 times vertically with a large knife. It must also not stick to each other or break into pieces.
An average chef, without decades of knife skills, wouldn't be able to make this dish.
After all, this dish is about both taste and visual enjoyment.
The knife skills are not good and the shredded tofu is not cut well. No matter how good the soup tastes, this dish is considered a failure.
Before An Yiru could speak, the waiter next to him said dissatisfiedly: "This is a dish made by our young master himself, why do you say it's not good?"
"That's weird. I don't think it tastes good, so why can't I say it?
Does it mean that others must approve of the food cooked by your young master?"
Chu Tianshu snorted coldly and said: "In your opinion, does the shit he poops smell good?"
"you……"
The waiter was speechless at Chu Tianshu's rebuke, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
Chu Tianshu shook his head and said: "Not only is the food bad, but the service attitude is also far from good."
"I'm sorry, I was negligent."
An Yiru said apologetically: "When I came here to eat before, this kind of situation never happened."
Chu Tianshu said: "I am just discussing the matter, and I have no intention of targeting Aunt An."
An Yiru shook her head: "Today's food is indeed not as good as before. The waiter just said that the food is made by their young boss. In the past, it was cooked by the old shopkeeper himself. If I had known this, I wouldn't have invited you here today.
time to eat."
Chu Tianshu said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. When the family is together, even at a roadside stall, we can still eat well."
At this time, a short, fat man in his forties wearing a chef's outfit pushed the door in and said with a smile: "I am the young master here, Cheng Baoshan. I heard that you are not satisfied with the food I cook?"
"No……"
An Yiru originally didn't want to be troublesome, but before she could finish her words, Chu Tianshu said, "Yes, we are very dissatisfied with the food you cooked."
Although the food was indeed not authentic, Chu Tianshu was someone who had eaten raw meat and grass roots in the wild, and he was not prepared to refuse.
However, the attitude of the young master in front of him in raising an army to investigate the crime aroused his anger, and naturally he could not say anything good at the moment.
Cheng Baoshan said coldly: "Why are you dissatisfied?"
"That's weird. Why should I be satisfied if you did it?"
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Those who know you are restaurant owners, but those who don't know think you are bandits."
Cheng Baoshan said: "Of course I accept the fair evaluation, but if it is a malicious evaluation and deliberately tarnishes the reputation of our restaurant, I will have to have a serious discussion with you."
He looked at Chu Tianshu with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "You said that my Wensi Tofu is not done well, then tell me one, two, three. If you can't tell me, hum..."