I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 247 Home Cooking

Of course, if Xu Yang could treat everyone equally and put a few more pieces of meat in his bowl, Qi Haitao might not have so many complaints.

But the most important thing is that this bastard surnamed Xu actually left out only him when he gave more meat to other people.

That's right, among the seven people in the youth group, except for the girl Zhao Qianru, the other six were taking turns to help him take the blame.

But when this kid was adding meat to those bowls, he just forgot to add meat to him.

Isn't this obviously aimed at him?

Damn, do you think there is anything more irritating than this?

But Qi Haitao didn't dare to express his anger.

Although Xu Yang is an annoyed kid, his skills are really worth mentioning.

Come along this way, although Dun Dun is noodles.

But the noodles cooked by that kid tasted really different from those cooked by others.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is completely a heaven and an underground.

If it wasn't for the kid not adding meat on purpose, which affected his mood, he could eat half a pot of such delicious noodles by himself.

And right now, this kid has announced that he will cook some good dishes for them tonight.

If he showed obvious dissatisfaction with Xu Yang now, maybe that kid would come up with something wrong.

For the sake of my mouth and stomach, even if I feel angry, I still have to endure it.

At this time, Xu Yang, how could he have time to pay attention to Qi Haitao who was thinking wildly?
If the soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass will go first.

As the person in charge of logistics support for this Canglongmen Martial Arts Conference, the first thing to do after arriving at the courtyard where Canglongmen is staying is naturally to set up pots and stoves.

After the pot and stove are ready, Xu Yang has to go out to buy vegetables.

Now that I have promised others that I will cook a few delicious dishes for the Teeth Ceremony in the evening, I naturally have to make corresponding preparations.

When night fell, Xu Yang became even busier.

It is not as simple as cooking noodles to cook a meal for thirty people.

Wash the rice and vegetables, light the fire and cook.

Fortunately, with Zhao Qianru and Liu Xiaohu, two half-hearted helpers, assisting him in front of the stove, Xu Yang was able to prepare his stir-fry in an orderly manner.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Xu Yang was not in the mood to make such time-consuming and labor-intensive dishes as Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

What he is going to fry now are some common home-cooked dishes in his previous life.

Of course, in this world, these dishes can be regarded as simple but not simple.

The first thing to cook is a classic Sichuan dish: twice-cooked pork.

A large piece of fat and thin pork belly has been cooked in advance until it is half-ripe.

Under Xu Yang's excellent knife skills, it was cut into thin slices with uniform thickness.

Heat oil in a pan, add sliced ​​pork belly, and stir-fry until curly.

Add the bean paste and sauté until fragrant, then add garlic sprouts and stir fry back and forth.

Soon, a classic Sichuan dish of twice-cooked pork was ready.

The second dish is also a classic Sichuan dish: shredded pork with fish flavor.

Yes, it is the fish-flavored shredded pork with no wife in the wife cake and no fish in the fish-flavored shredded pork.

In this dish, there is really no fish.

Black fungus and tenderloin are its main ingredients.

The third dish is a classic Shanghai local braised pork.

The essence of the thick oily red sauce of local dishes is vividly reflected in this braised pork dish.

The fourth dish is a big dish.

Because the pot used to hold this dish is very large.

In the afternoon, Xu Yang went to the street to buy ingredients. In addition to some pork being sold at the meat stall, there were also a few live fish at the fish stall next to him.

Xu Yang bought all these fish, deboned them, and cut them into thin slices.

Then I added some sauerkraut and cooked two large pots of sauerkraut fish.

In the end, Xu Yang cooked another fish head tofu soup, and the dishes for the evening were all done.

Four dishes and one soup are not particularly rich, but they are full of weight.

As Liu Xiaohu brought these dishes to the table one by one, the guys sitting around the dining table were already salivating before they started eating.

Even Xu Shuqing, who was sitting on the main seat, was twitching his index finger at this moment.

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks and announce the start of eating, there was a knock on the gate of the courtyard.

These guys from Canglongmen were taken aback for a moment.

Damn, who is so ignorant to come to visit at this critical moment?
Liu Xiaohu, who had just brought the last pot of pickled fish to the table, had some discernment.

He ran out quickly to see who was knocking on the door.

Among the people present, that is to say, his qualifications are the most junior, and he is just a substitute player in the youth group.

He must do all the dirty work.

After a while, Liu Xiaohu came back, but behind him were two middle-aged men in their forties.

Zhao Weiming, who was sitting next to Xu Shuqing, stood up in surprise: "Old horse? Master Qian, why are you here?"

He knew the two who came here.

One is Ma Minghui, the deacon of the White Tiger Gang, and the other is Qian Wannian, the head of the Chicheng faction.

These two guys also came to Yuntai Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference.

Moreover, the sect that these two guys belong to happens to live on the left and right sides of this yard.

It's just that Zhao Weiming at this moment is a little confused.

In the afternoon, he represented the Canglong sect and visited both sects successively.

It's time for dinner, why did these two guys come to the door together?
Asked by Zhao Weiming, that guy named Ma Minghui blushed slightly.

The next moment, he clasped his hands and said with a sneer: "Elder Zhao, Head Xu, everyone, I'm really sorry, Hall Master Qian and I came here, but I just wanted to ask, where did your Canglong Sect invite the chef from?"

This time, not to mention Zhao Weiming, even the other people present were all stunned.

Among them, Wang Zhenyao, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of Canglongmen, was also included.

"No, we didn't hire a chef!" Wang Zhenyao said inexplicably.

Hearing this, Ma Minghui was also taken aback.

It doesn't make sense, not only did I smell a burst of tangy aroma just now, but I also heard the sound of cooking.

He and Qian Wannian came here for this purpose.

But now, the people from Canglongmen actually said that they didn't hire a chef.

This is strange.

"Uh, no chef was invited? Excuse me, which restaurant did these dishes on the table come from?" Ma Minghui asked, pointing to the dishes on the table.

"Which restaurant delivered it? Didn't we ask the restaurant to deliver the food to us?" Zhao Weiming really became a monk Zhang Er now, he couldn't figure it out at all.

They have Xu Yang at Canglongmen, is it necessary to let the outside restaurant deliver food?
He has been to Yuntai Town at the foot of Yuntai Mountain more than once.

In Zhao Weiming's impression, there is no restaurant in the entire Yuntai Town that cooks noodles as delicious as Xu Yang's.

Not to mention the dishes on the table in front of him, which he hasn't tasted yet.

(End of this chapter)