River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 63 What does it mean?

"Little Er, check out."

Leaving a house was a sign, but Zhu Er and the others didn't care at first.

But after a while, there was a second table and a third table, which felt wrong.

If it is said that the taste of meat is not so different, it is easy for people to feel the difference in terms of vegetarian dishes.

Just like stir-fried cabbage, the one with only salt and the one with salt and monosodium glutamate are completely two dishes.

"This taste is really wrong, it seems far worse than the opposite."

"Oh, it's really tasteless."

After a man has actually touched a woman, the plastic doll is not very attractive.

The same principle applies to eating. If you have eaten fine white noodles, then eat bran-soaked vegetables, it will be difficult to swallow.

A table of guests suddenly shouted: "Xiaoer, don't stir-fry the leftover dishes, pay the bill."

Xiao Er came over with an apologetic smile on his face: "Is there any dissatisfaction with the guest officer?"

"Pay the bill, pay the bill." The guest didn't say much, anyway, he only served a plate of vegetarian dishes, and there was not much money.

When they left, the guests on other tables followed suit, and many of them also paid their bills in advance.

Going across to eat.

After all, there is only a [-]% discount here, and it is really not worthwhile to abuse one's taste buds just for the [-]% discount.

Unless this Yuefeng restaurant can also offer half price like it did yesterday.

If it is half price, then they will bear it.

But it's only a [-]% discount, and it's not tolerable.

Before the tea time, almost [-]% of those who served less food left.

For the rest, either the dishes were almost ready, or they were too lazy to leave, so they stayed here.

But to stay and stay, the disgust on the lips is still inevitable after all.

Zhu Er discovered this problem, so he found a familiar person and asked him: "Boss Zhang, are you satisfied with this meal today?"

Boss Zhang was complaining just now,

He took a new concubine and invited four or five friends to prepare for a little celebration.

But the food at Yuefeng Restaurant made him lose his interest from the very beginning.

If it wasn't for the fact that the fish and meat were already served, he really wanted to be like those people, pay the bill and leave, and go to the opposite side to eat.

"It's okay if you don't ask. Since you asked, I can't help but want to tell you. How does the cook in your family cook?" Boss Zhang frowned.

Zhu Er: "But what's the problem?"

Boss Zhang pointed to a fish: "This fish...hey, I can't tell, it just tastes bad anyway.

Especially this green vegetable, you can taste it yourself and see what is the difference in taste? "

Seeing that he was so serious, Zhu Er thought to himself, could there really be something wrong with today's food?
He picked up his chopsticks and tasted a little,
After eating it in his mouth, the salt was just right, he nodded: "That's no problem."

"No problem bastard, speaking of it, in fact... it is indeed no problem, but the key is that your family's craftsmanship is far worse than that of the other side. Compared with this, there is a problem, understand?"

Zhu Erdao: "Boss Zhang, you don't know something, you should know that the owner of the Fengyue restaurant opposite is just an apprentice of our Ma Zhangshao.

He hasn't even learned the superficial thing, so how can the food he cooks taste as delicious as a horse's spoon? "

Seeing Zhu Er's self-confidence, Boss Zhang didn't even bother to explain: "What kind of apprentice is not an apprentice, you can try it yourself and you will know."

People like Boss Zhang only had such a comparison in their hearts after having eaten the delicious food at Fengyue Restaurant yesterday.

For those who did not eat at Fengyue Restaurant yesterday, they are quite satisfied with the taste of Yuefeng Restaurant today.

However, when they frequently heard someone mention the taste of the opposite side, they couldn't help but become curious.

On the other side, is it really that good?
Throughout noon, Fengyue Restaurant and Yuefeng Restaurant, the passenger flow is about six or four.

But when it came to the meal in the evening, from the evening onwards, Fengyue Restaurant was full of customers.

In the end, there was a long queue outside.

Those people would rather line up opposite than come to Yuefeng Restaurant to eat the [-]% off food.

"Hey, why is the business of this Fengyue restaurant so good? Still waiting in line? Let's go, let's try the new restaurant opposite."

These are a few people who work in the yamen. They have just left the yamen, and they also want to come outside for a tooth-beating sacrifice.

A colleague stopped him and said: "Don't worry, I went to taste the new store at noon today, and it can be said that the taste is bland and nothing special.

If you really want to eat, it has to be this Fengyue restaurant. It is said that the restaurant has a new chef, tsk, the taste of the food is really extraordinary. "

"Oh?" The man was amazed that his colleagues could praise him so much. It seems that this Fengyue restaurant is really wonderful.

"But it is said that the new owner of the Fengyue restaurant is the apprentice of the horse's spoon on the opposite side. Does he really have such skills?" another colleague interjected.

The knowledgeable one said with a smile: "I heard that Ma Zhiqiang was kicked out because of his poor skills, and it was because he was replaced by a more powerful one that I didn't want him.

As for what apprentices are not apprentices, you can taste it later.Who is true and who is false, you will know once you taste it. "

Everyone nodded, that's true, it's useless to say a thousand words or ten thousand, and it's self-evident after a taste.

At Yuefeng Restaurant, Zhu Er was worried at the front desk.

How come the business is so good?
Everyone says that the food there is delicious, but how can it be delicious?

Since Ma Zhiqiang doesn't have much business, he is also idle at the front desk to discuss countermeasures with him.

Suddenly, a guy hurried out from the opposite side.

It turned out that he pretended to be a customer, ordered a few dishes, and brought them out secretly.

At this time, as soon as he entered the store, he laid out the food on the table.

I didn't order too much, just four bowls.

Regular three dishes and one soup.

Zhu Er frowned: "If I ask you to order food, will you order this?"

What can be tasted from this basic dish?
The waiter complained: "The business across the street is very good, and the wait for other dishes is too long, so I can only order these first. And these few dishes, other customers also ordered a lot."

Ma Zhiqiang snorted coldly: "These few dishes are just what I taught them."

He picked up the chopsticks, picked out a plate of vegetables, and sneered: "This is just a plate of stir-fried vegetables."

According to his technique, the heat should be controlled first, then the oil should be controlled, and then the garlic should be sautéed until fragrant.

But in the dish in front of him, the garlic was obviously put in last, and it was still undercooked. Is this also called stir-frying?
"And this meat, it's obviously not cooked enough, if you want to learn from me, it's still far from home."

Zhu Er didn't say anything, just picked up the chopsticks and tasted a pinch.

It's vegetables!
Whether the cooking skills are good or not, one plate of vegetables is enough to tell.

As soon as the food is eaten, a strange umami taste spreads to the whole mouth along the taste buds.

This... mere vegetables can be so delicious?

He took another bite, savoring it by himself, and then asked the waiter to bring a plate of stir-fried vegetables by Ma Zhiqiang.

Comparing the two, Ma Zhiqiang's dishes are indeed superior in terms of color and aroma. This is his culinary experience.

However, taste-wise...

Zhu Er also took a pinch and put it in his mouth, but he felt that the lettuce was bitter and tasted like a cow chewing grass.

He didn't even want to swallow it, so he spit it out and tasted the one he bought.

Well, it really is different.

After tasting the difference, he looked at Ma Zhiqiang strangely.

Ma Zhiqiang looked puzzled and said, "Why do you look at me like that?"

Zhu Er: "Ma, are you messing with us on purpose?"

"What do you mean by that?" Ma Zhiqiang was displeased.

Zhu Er snorted coldly: "What do you mean? What do you mean by trying it yourself?"

Then he threw the chopsticks in front of him.

(End of this chapter)