"Why, you may not be able to get this kimchi if you want to eat it?" Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, how delicious must this kimchi be to be sold out at noon?
Shuisheng lowered his head and said, "I'll tell you the truth, we can definitely eat the kimchi in Zhaixinglou if we want to."
When he said this, Shuisheng felt a little proud. Now this kimchi is the most popular signature dish of their Zhai Xing Restaurant. If he couldn't come earlier, he wouldn't be able to eat it at all!
Murong Li frowned and said, "Since this dish sells so well, why don't you prepare more?"
It would be a disappointment if the guests came for the food but couldn't eat it.
"Sir, we also want to prepare more, but now Mrs. Shen can only deliver goods once every other day, and it only weighs twenty kilograms at a time. We can't even prepare more if we want to." However, Mrs. Shen said when she came to deliver the goods yesterday. , her workshop has been completed, and in less than two days she will be able to supply goods every day, and she can have as much as she wants.
"Mrs. Shen?" Murong Li's eyes widened with surprise, "Is this kimchi provided by Mrs. Shen?"
When Xuanyuan Yu saw his nephew's expression, he thought about who Mrs. Shen was? How could his nephew, who had always been calm, have such an expression.
Shui Sheng nodded and said, "Yes, it was Mrs. Shen who came to talk to shopkeeper Zhao herself. Because you haven't been here recently, Mr. Zhao, the shopkeeper didn't have the chance to tell you."
"That's it!" Murong Li didn't expect that his life-saver would actually do business with his restaurant.
However, has her life in the General's Mansion been so difficult? She actually wants to make pickles to make money. I heard that the common wife Lin is now in charge of the General's Mansion. She was so opposed to Lin's entry into the mansion in the first place. , Now that Lin is the head of the family, her life in the General's Mansion must be difficult!
Murong Li couldn't help but frowned, with a worried look on his face. He waved his hand towards Shuisheng and said, "Okay, go and see if you can make some kimchi."
Then Shui Sheng took the tray and exited the private room.
"Who is Mrs. Shen?" Xuanyuan Yu picked up the teacup and looked at his nephew and asked.
Murong Li thought for a while and replied: "Uncle, I don't know that Mrs. Shen is my nephew's life-saver."
"Oh..." Xuanyuan Yu drawled a long voice and nodded: "No wonder you are like this. Since it is the pickles made by your savior, I am looking forward to it even more."
"I hope I won't disappoint my uncle."
After a while, Shuisheng came to serve the dishes, and among the dishes he served, there was a small plate of radishes and cucumbers cut into strips.
"Sir, Master, this is kimchi." Shuisheng placed the kimchi in the middle of the table.
Xuanyuan Yu and Murong Li looked at the small plate of kimchi and saw only a few radish strips and cucumber strips. It looked very refreshing, but it was inconspicuous and did not make people think it was delicious. .
However, most pickles are pickled with salt, soy sauce, sauces, etc. They look either dry or pitch black, and are not as tender and crisp as this pickle.
Therefore, this kimchi beats other pickles in appearance.
After Shuisheng served the dishes, he took the tray out of the private room and went to the kitchen downstairs to bring other dishes.
"Uncle please." Murong Li made a gesture of invitation and asked his uncle to use his chopsticks first.
Xuanyuan Yu picked up the chopsticks with his big, knuckled hands and reached for the plate of kimchi.
He picked up a strip of white radish and put it into his mouth. The crisp texture and spicy and sour taste immediately made his eyes light up.
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