River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 60 Miss, something big happened

The speaker was obviously Lin Yuewei.

Ma Zhiqiang, who heard this outside the lobby door, was taken aback for a moment, and then his face collapsed.

Can Miss Lin really say that?

let me go?

Your Fengyue Restaurant can survive without me?

"Okay, since it's the lady's intention, then I won't say anything more. I wish you a prosperous business!"

If you stay any longer, it will hurt your face.

Ma Zhiqiang snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Originally, I would give you a step down, but since you are so determined, just wait and see, and see who begs whom in the end.

It should be noted that if you don’t stay here, you have your own place to stay. Zhu Er just came to see Laozi just now. At worst, Laozi voted for Zhu’s family, and he will still get a high salary.

"Ugh!"

At the counter, Miss Lin couldn't help sighing when she heard the footsteps outside leaving.

According to her thinking, she didn't want the horse's hand to leave.

'But who let him offend your husband? '

Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, the husband guides the wife, she also consciously did the right thing.

If Fengyue Restaurant collapses after this...

'Forget it, if it breaks, it will break, and there will always be other jobs to live on. '

In her heart, she also realized that she didn't have much business talent.

She may be conservative, but definitely not aggressive.

An industry like Fengyue Restaurant, which has already entered a period of decline, is entrusted to her to maintain its success. Even if it continues to maintain, it may not last for a few years.

'Compared to this, how can it be compared to a person who can make oneself feel at ease and protect oneself? '

"Xiao Ke, where is uncle?"

Called Xiao Ke, Miss Lin asked her.

Xiao Ke: "In the back kitchen, the apprentices surnamed Ma, my uncle said that I want to teach them a few tricks."

Ms. Lin smiled sweetly: "It turns out that the husband also knows how to cook."

Xiao Ke looked at her eagerly: "Miss, I want to go and see."

"Go if you want, just don't cause trouble for my uncle."

Xiao Ke pouted: "I won't."

When he arrived at the back kitchen, he saw Jiang Ling sitting on the side, watching those apprentices cooking.

He just asked these apprentices to cook some dishes he knew,

However, when they are made, they are all home-cooked dishes.

Ma Zhiqiang didn't teach them any of the dishes that Ma Zhiqiang knew.

Even if some apprentices have seen it, they have secretly imitated it, but the taste they make is very different.

There is an apprentice called Yuan Huan, who is not bad in personal talent. He can imitate five or six dishes, and the dishes are decent, but the taste is too far behind.

When they showed off their craftsmanship, plates of dishes were placed on the table, anxiously waiting for Jiang Ling's comments.

Jiang Ling said that whoever satisfies him will succeed Ma Zhiqiang as the new head of Fengyue Restaurant from today onwards.

Although they all think that their level is not enough, but after all, there is a higher salary to become the chef, so they all think very much in their hearts.

Xiao Ke ran into the back kitchen just in time to see this scene, and saw Jiang Ling suddenly asked a young man, "How long have you been learning how to cook?"

The young man looked timid, too nervous to speak.

It was Xiao Ke who answered for him: "Master, he is Yuan Huan, and he has been learning to cook for about two years. According to the relationship, he is still Miss's cousin, but he lives far away."

"Oh?"

Are they still relatives?

It is not uncommon for poor relatives from far away to come to work with rich relatives.

Xiao Ke leaned into his ear again, and whispered: "Actually, it's quite pitiful. There was a plague over there, and all the family members died. He was the only one left. When he first came here, no one was willing to take him in.

It was because of the kindness of the lady that he left him as a small worker in Fengyue Restaurant. Later, seeing that he was diligent, she let him enter the back kitchen as an apprentice.After studying for two years, some home-cooked dishes are still very good. "

"It's really good."

Jiang Ling pointed at him: "Then you, from today onwards, you are the new head of the kitchen."

Yuan Huan was so nervous that his hands trembled, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

"What? Not confident?"

Yuan Huan stammered: "I...do...can't do it, I'm afraid...I'm afraid I'll embarrass the lady."

Jiang Ling smiled, but he is also a responsible person. If it were someone else, he would have agreed with a few words of humility.

However, the dishes in this era are really too simple.

Even in the eyes of later generations like Jiang Ling, it can be called rough.

It's not that he has never eaten the dishes made by Ma Zhiqiang, that's all.

Therefore, if he wanted to teach Yuan Huan, he would be too lazy to teach, and he didn't have much free time.

He only prepared one thing, and took it out of his arms at this time, and threw it to him.

"You don't have to be afraid of losing anyone's face. You have imitated about [-]% of the signature dishes just now. The lack of heat is one aspect, but the seasoning skills are the main aspect.

Now you do it again, put half of the condiments I gave you according to the ratio of table salt. "

Yuan Huan reworked according to his words,
When the vegetables were about to be fried, salt was added, and then the condiment given by Jiangling was carefully opened, and half of the amount of salt was added.

When the dish was cooked, Jiang Ling signaled: "You try it yourself?"

Yuan Huan nervously tried it, and tasted only a small amount, and suddenly his eyes lit up, bursting out with a strange brilliance.

"Grandpa...this...this..."

He seemed to be in disbelief, he was the one who fired this up?
Why is it so delicious,

Almost...almost tastier than a horseshoe spoon.

'No, it's at least two or three times more delicious than a horseshoe spoon. '

"Are you confident now? I'll leave this thing to you. Just save it every time. When you run out, ask Xiaoke for it."

From his surprised expression, Jiang Ling could see that this thing was feasible.

And this thing is not something special, it is just MSG that is commonly seen in families of later generations.

This time, he tried to make a painting come true by mixing a drop of blood with cinnabar. As a result, this monosodium glutamate painted a large box.

It has indeed come true,
But if you draw something bigger, it will not be effective enough.

Now it's just a drop of blood, and the boxes of monosodium glutamate and chicken essence mixed with cinnabar are enough to last Fengyue Restaurant for a year or so.

"Small... must... definitely keep this thing properly."

Yuan Huan knew that his level would never be able to cook dishes of this taste, and the only thing he could rely on was the magical white condiment in his hand.

While speaking, he regarded the monosodium glutamate as a treasure, put it in his arms, and stored it carefully.

"Okay, that's it."

Jiang Ling got up and went back upstairs.

Xiao Ke stayed in the back kitchen, and seeing Yuan Huan's surprised look and the way he carefully stuffed the condiment into his arms, he couldn't help becoming curious.

"Is there any special taste after adding the seasoning given by my uncle?" she asked.

Yuan Huan was still nervous in front of her, stammering: "Xiao Ke... miss, you... you can try it."

Xiao Ke wanted to taste it a long time ago, so she picked up a piece with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

As soon as the food was eaten, her big black and white eyes narrowed happily.

When it opened again, it seemed to be full of little stars.

Then without waiting to express, he picked up the dishes and ran outside
——"Miss...Miss, something serious happened..."

(End of this chapter)