The landlady of the farmhouse looked a little embarrassed. She unconsciously lowered her legs under the table and looked at the guest standing next to the kitchen.
"There are green beans, yes, but..."
"Just what?"
The customer on the second floor didn't understand what the landlady was hesitating about. He told him about his new demand. If the store still had food prepared, he could just place an order. If the store's inventory was sold out, just tell him directly.
There is nothing to hesitate about.
The landlady said: "If you want the green beans that are being fried in the kitchen now, we don't have them in the store. They are brought by other customers."
"Did you bring it yourself?"
When the guest from the second floor heard this, he looked at the farmhouse proprietress strangely.
He laughed and said, "I've heard of people bringing their own drinks, but this is the first time I've heard of someone bringing their own vegetables when they go to a restaurant."
The boss lady can understand why.
The Wen family has contracted a farm in the village. The things grown on this farm are not just for display, but naturally for customers and sales.
The dealers are not taking advantage of them. If the quality of vegetables is not good, why should they accept it?
Naturally, we need to investigate it carefully.
However, Wen's family is also smart. Knowing that her old man Lu is good at his craftsmanship, he specially invites the guests to her restaurant.
With the craftsmanship of her family, Lao Lu, the guests invited by the Wen family will definitely enjoy their meals.
Having said that, the vegetables in Wen's farm seem to be of good quality.
If their vegetables are of the same level in the future, it is not impossible for their store to buy vegetables from Wenjia Farm.
If nothing else, at least it’s close and fresh.
The landlady stood up and said, "We also have green beans in the store. Would you like a plate?"
"Okay, I'll order another green bean, and I'll add some oyster soup."
The guests from the second floor, after adding the dishes, went upstairs again.
He didn't take the other customers' own vegetables to heart.
Vegetables.
The same vegetables, as long as they are not picked too late from the ground, are too old and no longer taste good.
So, whether it is prepared by other guests or prepared by the farmhouse owner, how can the taste be different?
The most important thing about the taste of this dish is the skill of the chef.
The guests who just came upstairs thought so, and the proprietress of the farmhouse thought so too, but Boss Lu, who was in the back kitchen, didn't think so.
As an old chef who has been running a restaurant for more than ten years, Boss Lu is no longer as cautious as he was when he was young when he cooks now.
Nowadays, he only uses a clean spoon to taste when cooking unskilled hard dishes. As for home-cooked dishes like stir-fried green beans, Lao Lu believes that he just closes his eyes and stir-fries them, and the taste is not good.
Not much different.
Taste?
No need, absolutely not necessary.
However, when he was cooking this plate of green beans with ingredients provided by the Wen family, from the moment the beans first became fragrant, Lao Lu's mouth started to flood with dissatisfaction.
This, this, this!
Are these string beans real string beans?
Stir-fry quickly over high heat, flip the spoon beautifully, and focus on the green beans in the pan.
The green beans that are tumbling in the wok are glowing with oily green, and they are pillowed with dark red dried chili peppers. They look very delicious.
Lao Lu was so focused that he didn't even know when the two young apprentices around him had approached him, let alone the onlookers who were watching through the thick glass.
"plate."
"Okay, Master."
When it was time to start the pot, Lao Lu finally noticed the obstructive apprentice beside him.
After instructing his apprentice to pick up the plate, Lao Lu neatly started cooking.
Just when he was about to arrange the dishes, a pair of unexpected chopsticks appeared in front of him.
Lao Lu turned around and looked around, only to see his two apprentices looking at him fawningly, "Master, I want to have a taste."
"Master, I want it too!"
"Um."
If the cook does not steal, the grain will not be harvested.
Lao Lu's face was red, and he didn't know whether it was due to the heat in the kitchen or something.
"Give me the chopsticks."
Lao Lu calmly took the chopsticks from his disciple's hand, aligned them with a solemn expression, then bent slightly, opened the chopsticks, pinched one from the side, and slowly pulled it out.
Lao Lu's movements were slower than usual. I don't know, I thought he was playing some kind of game of building block towers here.
He picked it up solemnly, opened his mouth, and put it into his mouth.
After simmering it for a while, he put the green bean segments into his mouth. The green beans had just come out of the pot and were so hot that it made people grin and make their facial features fly.
"Master, how is it?"
"Yes, master, you are talking."
The two young apprentices are very careful.
They didn't know why, just a plate of ordinary green beans, but the fragrance actually made them swallow their saliva several times.
The master's craftsmanship is outstanding.
Just as the two young apprentices urged him, the green beans in Lao Lu's mouth burst out as he bit them.
It's hot and spicy, but has the unique sweetness of green beans.
Lao Lu squinted his eyes with satisfaction. If he hadn't been worried about his gaffe, letting the guests see his actions through the transparent glass, and causing the guests to have some bad thoughts about the shop, he would have
Lao Lu was afraid that he could no longer control himself.
If he hadn't been thinking that he was the boss, Lao Lu would have even wanted to serve a bowl of rice and a plate of green beans to show off.
Fortunately, he still remembered that he was the owner of this store. He tried hard to straighten his flying features, regained his composure, and nodded slowly: "Well, the salty taste is okay."
After saying that, Boss Lu put down his chopsticks and personally delivered the plate of green beans to the dish delivery port.
The two young apprentices looked at Boss Lu's back with disappointment: Master, have you forgotten something?
At this time, the guest on the second floor emerged from the private room again. He stood on the second floor and looked at the proprietress downstairs, "Madam proprietress, are the green beans on our table ready?"
"Right away!" The landlady turned to Boss Lu and said, "Lao Lu, fry three more plates of green beans."
"???"
Seeing Lao Lu's confused eyes, the landlady explained: "It's all just added."
Originally, at the beginning, only the guests from the Huakai Fugui box came down to add dishes.
However, it may be that when Lao Lu stir-fried this plate of stir-fried green beans, he added too much chili pepper, which made the flavor too strong, which made the presence of this plate of green beans impossible to ignore in the store.
A child's crisp voice sounded in the corner of the lobby: "Mom, I want to eat green beans too!"