Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

As for delicious food, there is nothing delicious on the street now, and there are only a few simple dishes in the restaurants. Whatever delicacies you want to eat, don’t even think about it, no matter how rich you are. The small state-owned restaurants on the street are nothing at all. The menu, with only a few dishes written directly on the small whiteboard on the wall.

The price distinction is simpler, how much does it cost with meat, how much does it cost without meat, and the other is pure meat with large pieces of fat meat, which is the most expensive.

From this small restaurant to restaurants in the county town, the price is the same. If you eat here, the difference between eating here and eating in the county town will be a few cents at most, not more than ten cents, because the price is always the same, and there is no saying that I will eat today. If I want to make more money, I'll mark a plate of potato shreds at 80 cents. If I make less money tomorrow, I'll mark it at 60 cents. Without this, the whole city would have the same price.

However, the most expensive thing in the restaurant is also extremely cheap in Gu Siwei's eyes. After enjoying the prices for decades, come here to see what is not cheap? The only difficult thing is the pocket, the pocket is difficult!

Although Lao Gu had no worries about food and drink, he was not ready to spend the food stamps he had in his hands. So when he entered the restaurant, Gu Siwei simply ordered a portion of shredded potatoes and pork, plus a bowl of Dabai. Rice, and finally a bowl of green vegetable and tofu soup. At this time, the green vegetable and tofu soup was called Jade White Jade Soup. It got a high-end name, but this thing on the small blackboard was the cheapest.

Gu Siwei entered the restaurant. Six or seven people in the restaurant, including waiters and chefs, all looked directly at Gu Siwei. The reason was simple. The restaurant had not opened until noon, and Gu Siwei was the first customer.

Going into a restaurant now is not like it was a few decades ago. You would sit down at a table and call the boss to order, and someone would bring you the menu.

Not at this time, because the people in the restaurant are all serious formal workers, and there are not many who have a sense of service. They are all the masters, and the service is just a simple service, so Gu Siwei, who entered the restaurant, had to move by himself. Order next to the counter.

After ordering the food and paying the money, Gu Siwei took the small sign given by the waiter and found a table by the window to wait for the food. When the waiter called him, he went to bring the food to him. The waiter was bringing the food. Just serve it when you are in a good mood, but when you are in a bad mood, you have to rely on the guests to do it yourself.

Make money? If someone doesn't make money from you, you'll still get a month's salary. You're not doing business for them, you're looking for things to do for them, so if your service isn't good or anything, just bear with it.

The dishes were cooked very quickly. After a while, I heard the chef shouting outside: "The potatoes and shredded pork are ready!"

Gu Siwei stood up and brought the shredded potatoes and pork to the table. He took a big bowl and filled it with a full bowl of rice. This bowl of rice weighed at least half a catty.

The service attitude is almost non-existent, but the amount of food is really affordable. The shredded potatoes placed in front of Gu Siwei now will probably be split into two plates after decades of storage. The two plates will have to be based on the northern quantities. In a southern restaurant, ten plates are enough!

Picking up a chopstick of shredded potatoes and slicing the rice, Gu Siwei nodded secretly. To be honest, the chef’s skills were really good. The potatoes were crispy and the meat was thick but full of meat flavor. This skill was better than dozens of others. After the new year, the chefs at the small roadside restaurants will be much better.

"Master, this is what you are cooking!"

When Gu Siwei saw his master coming out, he gave him a thumbs up and gave him a thumbs up.

The master was happy when he heard this, and came to sit across from Gu Siwei's table with a smile: "Are you going to eat alone?"

"Well, come here to do errands and eat whatever you want," Gu Siwei said.

The master smiled and asked, "Is he the driver?"

Hearing this, Gu Siwei was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and asked, "How do you say this?"

"If you weren't the driver, how would you be willing to eat like this?" the master explained with a smile.

These days, there are a few people who are willing to go out to restaurants. Most people have to ask their neighbors several times if they want to go out to a restaurant with their whole family. Going out alone is even more nonsense. The only people who are willing to go out to restaurants now are delivery drivers. , only this group of people are willing to eat out, because what they eat comes from public funds and is reimbursed.

After hearing the master's explanation, Gu Siwei finally understood, but he did not deny it, but continued to chat with the master.

Gu Siwei mainly praised the master for frying the shredded potatoes well, and then asked the master how the shredded pork was cooked. Gu Siwei had also fried shredded pork, but it was not as good as the master's.

At this moment, I don't know whether the master was happy because of Gu Siwei's praise or something. He opened his mouth and took a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table, picked up a piece of shredded meat on the plate, and started talking to Gu Siwei.

He didn't explain it in detail, but Gu Siwei understood the essentials. As for whether he could do it to the level of others, he would have to wait until he got back to know.

The master chef was probably in a state of excitement. He put the picked shredded pork in his mouth, chewed it, stood up, went to the kitchen, turned on the fire again, and directly fried the shredded pork in a small vinegar plate. Put it in front of Gu Siwei.

"Try this, the potato shreds are hung with tender pulp, and this one is hung with old pulp."

Gu Siwei tasted the same shredded pork, but this shredded pork didn't taste like meat, but had a fishy taste.

"Is this fish meat?" Gu Siwei asked.

The chef said with a proud smile: "It's not the same shredded pork, but the paste is cooked differently, and the taste is different. To make this dish, you have to know the nature of the dish, and what kind of flavors can be combined to create a different flavor." The taste is actually to deceive your mouth, the shredded pork is the same shredded pork, but the taste makes you eat fish.”

"high!"

Gu Siwei gave a thumbs up again.

The master said: "This craft is complicated. I can't explain it to you even if I tell you. Well, I just ate a piece of shredded pork from you, so I can repay you with these."

"That's a big advantage for me. Your skills are like this. But why are you here? Your skills are easy even for those in the capital."

Gu Siwei praised him again. He had no choice but to take advantage of others, so he couldn't put it in a nicer way.

The master was very flirtatious, and his eyes almost disappeared when he smiled: "You can't say that, you are not serving the people wherever you go, it's the same. Hehehehe!"

"That's right." Gu Siwei nodded and agreed with a smile.

When they were talking about the excitement, someone opened the door curtain and walked in. Gu Siwei turned around and found that four or five people had come in. They were quite old, ranging from their twenties to their forties. Everyone Each hand held an enamel steel jar with words such as "XX Contest" written on it.

"Hey, it's so early today," the master said to the man who rushed in with a smile.

It was obvious that the master knew these people.

"Get something good, hurry up, we have to work overtime soon."

The middle-aged man who started the conversation said something, and then he sat down in a dignified manner.

The rest of the people quickly sat down and started discussing work.

Gu Siwei concentrated on eating, but the discussion of these people was a bit loud, and Gu Siwei couldn't help but listen. However, after listening, Gu Siwei sighed inwardly, feeling that these people had such a poor sense of confidentiality that they dared to say anything to the outside world. .

They dared to say it, but Gu Siwei didn't want to hear it, so he hurriedly planed the rice, and in five or six minutes, he completely destroyed a large bowl of rice and vegetables.

He stood up and reached the door. When he was about to pick up the curtain, he found someone standing outside, so Gu Siwei took a step back.

The people outside who were about to come in were obviously startled by Gu Siwei.

"you please".

"Please!"

Gu Siwei wanted to do it, but the other party also wanted to do it, so the two of them became polite.

"Gu Siwei!?"

When he heard someone calling him, Gu Siwei took a curious look and found out that it was Hu Yanqiu's eldest brother Hu Yanming, and couldn't help being happy.

"Brother Yanming, why are you...oh, I didn't expect to meet you here," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Hu Yanming also smiled, but the smile on his face was always a bit embarrassing, but Hu Yanming quickly covered it up.

"I'm coming over for dinner with my master."

The meaning of Hu Yanming's words was obvious. The person who was about to lift the curtain and come in just now was his master.

Gu Siwei smiled at this person and said hello.

"I've finished eating and am getting ready to go home," Gu Siwei said.

After being polite, Gu Siwei was ready to leave. It wasn't that Gu Siwei didn't like Hu Yanming, but that Hu Yanming didn't talk much, and Gu Siwei didn't have much to say when he was with him. In addition, now was not the time to chat. The people who came to eat, including the chef, definitely didn't need me as an outsider. I couldn't just drag the chef into a forced chat like before.

"Is this Comrade Gu, whose English you speak quite well?"

Hu Yanming's master is not young, already over sixty years old, and he should have reached the age of retirement. However, the old man couldn't stay idle at home and came over to cultivate reserve forces for the factory. Hu Yanming was selected by him. his apprentice.

Master Hu Yanming's memory is really good. After Hu Yanming tried it twice, he finally remembered Gu Siwei's name. He couldn't help it. The surname Gu was too rare. A little refreshment would help him remember it.

"No, I just know how to scratch the surface," Gu Siwei said politely.

At this time, Gu Siwei was not happy at all. Now that you know English, it will be troublesome no matter how you listen.

"If you know it, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it. What do you mean by being knowledgeable! Young people should not be old-fashioned." The old man was a little unhappy when he heard this, and he opened his mouth and told Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei didn't have a good temper either. When he saw the old man, he directly scolded him. He cupped his hand at Hu Yanming and said two words: "Farewell!"

Then he turned around and left without looking back.

Hu Yanming and his master were all stunned on the spot.

"Lao Qi, it seems that someone doesn't care about you anymore."

Another old man of about the same age who was traveling with him laughed heartily when he saw this. It was so happy.

"Hey, this guy has a bad temper!"

Hu Yanming's master looked at Gu Siwei's back and smiled.