The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 149 It's Called Essence of Chicken
A plate of steamed mandarin fish and a pot of yam pork ribs soup, let the stewards of Jiang's private kitchen taste a new height in the gourmet world.

Aunt Hong said with mixed feelings: "These days you are hiding in the house to study these seasonings? Didn't you eat and sleep well?"

Jiang Shan smiled and said: "Mr. An should have worked harder than me. I heard that he came back yesterday? Where is he?"

As soon as the words were finished, two figures... no, three figures of different sizes came in one after the other.

Seeing the person coming, Jiang Shan almost didn't spit out the soup in his mouth, "You you you...how did you make yourself look like this?"

An Jing's original porcelain-white handsome face directly turned into the level of a copper pot. With a dark face and his hands behind his back, he walked to the side of Jiangshan, looked at it, and silently opened the chair and sat next to Aunt Hong.

Sitting with Jiang Shan, he will be laughed to death!
Fu Qiyuan hugged Jiang Huai and sat down beside Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan immediately pushed the soup bowl in front of Fu Qiyuan, "Try it."

Fu Qiyuan took a sip of soup, and then fed Jiang Huai another sip of soup. Jiang Huai directly poured it into his mouth with the bowl in his hands.

"It's very delicious, is this chicken essence?"

Jiang Shan smiled and nodded.

It turns out that it is called chicken essence!
Aunt Hong served An Jing a bowl of soup, and said cheerfully: "Mr. An, this soup is really delicious. I have never had such a delicious soup!"

An Jing took two sips with a sulky face, rolled his eyes at Jiang Shan, and said, "Today, Mr. Ben invites you to try the most authentic Yuzhou hot pot, and I guarantee that it will burn your tongue!"

Jiang Shan pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You should all be grateful to Mr. An. He bought all kinds of peppers and spices from all over the world so that I can make such an authentic hot pot base. Mr. An has contributed a lot!"

The corners of An Jing's mouth twitched, just as he was about to drink soup, the soup bowl was gone.

Jiang Huai held his soup bowl with one hand, and what he drank with his little head buried in the bowl was delicious.

Jiang Shan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief in disgust, and said, "You are too domineering, aren't you? You drank Uncle An's soup, what should he do?"

Jiang Huai's big black grape eyes turned around on the table, pointed at the plate of fish, "Yuyu, eat!"

An Jing smiled and said, "Huai'er also knows that Uncle An likes to eat fish? How good!"

Fu Qiyuan said softly, "Huai'er just doesn't like fish."

An Jing glanced at Fu Qiyuan, ignored him, picked up a little fish belly with chopsticks, and handed it to Jiang Huai's mouth to feed.

Jiang Huai sucked his little nose, and turned his face away without interest.

The steamed mandarin fish was drizzled with a little soy sauce, and the taste was very sweet. Jiang Shan put a piece of fish in his soup bowl without thinking, and handed it to Fu Qiyuan.

Silence is better than sound here.

Fu Qiyuan froze, slightly lowered his head to look at Jiang Huai in his arms, and said, "I don't like freshwater fish..."

"Cut! What's wrong with being used to it!" An Jing cut, picked up the fish in Jiangshan's bowl, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Fu Qiyuan's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Shan didn't take it seriously and said: "Let's have hot pot tonight, prepare more good dishes, let the guys try it, and find an auspicious day later, and we will broadcast it live!"

Tong's Private Kitchen has been in business for nearly three months, and the impact on Jiang's Private Kitchen is not insignificant.

In addition to imitating the style and business model of Jiang's private kitchen, there is another point that Jiangshan can't match, and that is the official website of the second son of the Pei family.

Mr. Pei invited his colleagues to eat a few meals, gave them a few coupons, and had three rounds of wine at the dinner table, all without saying a word.

Yuzhou is different from Guyang County, there is a network of connections everywhere, and the upper-level connections brought by the three words "Pei Tongpan" are still very impressive. At least those rich and noble faces that Jiangshan used to see before have not been posted for a while. The door of Jiang's private kitchen is closed.

When Fu Qiyuan first arrived in Yuzhou, the meal he invited his colleagues to eat was not at Jiang's private kitchen, but at Juxian Village.

Jiangshan's idea.

"The water in Yuzhou is very deep. You have just arrived here, so don't make too much publicity before you get a foothold. After all, you are an official and I am a businessman. You don't need to use your official position and power for me. I am not a dodder. I don't want to live under your protection."

When Jiang Shan said this, there was emotion in Fu Qiyuan's eyes that Jiang Shan could not understand.

He took her hand and remained silent for a long time before sighing quietly: "I'll listen to you."

In the past few months, Jiangshan has not made any moves. Seeing the performance decline day by day, all the managers are anxious.

Until Jiangshan researched the hot pot base, soy sauce and chicken essence, all of them were revived again, gearing up and eager to try, even more excited than before Jiang's private kitchen opened.

When the leaflet was handed out to the owner of Tong's private kitchen, Boss Tong stretched out his fat fingers and flicked it disdainfully, crumpled it up and threw it out.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly came up to greet him, and said flatteringly, "Boss, I have ordered the staff not to let them bring leaflets into our store, and not to distribute leaflets to customers at the door. Those little devils just now It has been driven away!"

Boss Tong snorted coldly: "Let them post it, the bigger the noise they make, the better. When the time comes, we'll just follow suit. It will save a lot of trouble!"

The shopkeeper bowed, "Hi, my boss!"

Boss Tong walked around upstairs and downstairs, said hello to some dignitaries who were dining, and went to the back kitchen satisfied.

Tomorrow's brother-in-law celebrates his birthday, and he has to express his heart a day in advance, otherwise he won't be seen by brother-in-law tomorrow.

He spent a lot of money to order the largest ghost crab, which he will use to entertain his brother-in-law at night.

"Where are the ghost crabs? Let me see!"

Seeing that it was the owner, everyone saluted.

The manager of the back kitchen wiped off his sweat, and said in embarrassment: "Boss, I didn't buy ghost crabs today. We sent people to the four dispatch warehouses of City State Logistics, and there were no ghost crabs!"

"Impossible!" Boss Tong's complexion sank, he flicked his sleeves, and said, "I asked the manager of City State Logistics, and they said that as long as you book in advance, you can get as much as you want! I made the reservation three days ago, how could there be no ghosts?" crab!"

The steward's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, "Boss, all the ghost crabs transported by City State Logistics to Yuzhou City these days have been ordered by Jiang's private kitchen! Not to mention that you made an order three days in advance, there is no order five days in advance! Then The Jiang family has ordered...a hundred ghost crabs!"

"How much!" Boss Tong's eyes widened.

The steward stretched out a finger, "One, one hundred!"

"One hundred...! We have been in business for so long and only sold dozens of them. Why do they order so many ghost crabs? Can they sell them? In such a hot day, can the ghost crabs live for so long?"

The steward wiped the sweat from his head, nodded and said, "Who said it wasn't? But that's what the steward of City-State Logistics said!"

Boss Tong's face was ugly, he turned around a few times with his hands behind his back, and said, "If you don't have ghost crabs, replace them with sea prawns, the biggest ones! Go, get some more!"

The steward's neck shrank back, and his waist became even more bent, "Master, the prawns didn't, and didn't..."

(End of this chapter)