Reborn Dad, I Got Rich From Selling Tea Eggs

Zhu Guangming has been a chef for twenty or thirty years.

When I was young, I worked as an apprentice chef in a restaurant in the county town. From doing odd jobs in the back kitchen to learning from the master, I learned for four or five years before I came out on my own.

He is also an experienced old chef. He has cooked and eaten stewed vegetables. Not to mention 10,000 dishes, there must be 9,000 dishes!

The aroma of this stewed chicken made by Lin Jue is something he has never heard or seen before!

He remembered that he once went to a big hotel in Guangzhou with his friends and had a very luxurious meal. At that time, there was a stewed chicken dish. After he tasted it once, he really couldn't forget it.

Now, standing at the door of the kitchen of Lin Jue's house, smelling the steaming aroma from the big pot, he once again recalled the taste of the superb stewed pork in his memory.

Zhu Guangming remained motionless at the kitchen door, and he didn't go in, just stood there stupidly.

No sound, no movement, stiff as a rock.

Jiang Ci stood not far behind him, looking at him in confusion.

Call him, he doesn't move, let him come to the living room to drink tea and rest, he won't come either! Biqu library

Jiang Ci couldn't understand at all, what did Zhu Guangming suddenly come to her house to do this late at night?

At first he was aggressive, his whole face smelled like someone owed him a million dollars, but as soon as he came in and stood by the kitchen door, his expression became very subtle again.

If you really want to describe it in one sentence, it should be a state of excitement to the point of being overwhelmed.

Lin Jue was so absorbed in lighting the fire that she didn't know there was someone standing at the door.

After a while, the two chickens were stewed for an hour. He removed the firewood from the stove and let the chickens in the pot continue to soak in the brine for a while!

Only in this way can the chicken be fully flavored and achieve a near-perfect effect.

He stood up, stretched his muscles, turned his head, and suddenly saw a middle-aged man standing at the door of the kitchen!

His body was motionless, like a statue, which really shocked him!

Until he took a closer look and realized that it was the neighbor next door, Zhu Guangming?

Why did the other party come to his house suddenly?

"Uncle Zhu, why are you coming to my house when you are free?" Lin Jue walked over and said.

Zhu Guangming came back to his senses, stared at Lin Jue's face, and smiled awkwardly.

He just remembered that he was at home just now, and he was so angry with his son that he ran to Lin Jue's house and wanted to argue with him.

As a result, the quarrel failed, but he himself was deeply attracted by this stewed chicken dish made by Lin Jue!

Although this stewed chicken can only smell its fragrance, but not its meat.

But based on this taste alone, Zhu Guangming is already ashamed of himself!

He has to admit that Lin Jue's cooking skills are indeed much better than his!

In other words, the other party's level of culinary skills is completely incomparable with that of a country chef like him!

This is a difference between heaven and earth!

Zhu Guangming sighed, smiled and said to Lin Jue: "Xiaojue, why haven't I heard of it before, you have also been a chef? And the cooking skills are so good, it's really hidden!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jue also understood what Uncle Zhu meant.

It turned out that the other party was attracted by the aroma of his stewed chicken.

He was right when he thought about it again. Zhu Guangming is an old chef. Anyone who has been a chef will have a kind of "attachment" to food. Lin Jue fully understands this mentality.

"Haha, I have done it for several years. But compared to Uncle Zhu's

The craftsmanship is still too far behind! " Lin Jue smiled and said a few words modestly.

Hearing this, Zhu Guangming quickly grabbed Lin Jue's hand and said, "Don't say such things, your cooking skills are obviously much better than mine! As for this stewed chicken, I'm sure that the whole No braised meat shop in Huacheng Town can make you taste like this!"

Zhu Guangming was a little emotional, he really appreciated Lin Jue's cooking skills.

At a young age of 20, cooking skills can reach such a high level!

It's really against the sky!

Uncle Zhu praised Lin Jue to the sky.

Lin Jue saw that the other party was also a professional chef and a neighbor next door, and they were acquaintances, so he welcomed him into the living room to entertain him.

The two sat opposite each other on the bench and chatted about their cooking experience, which was also endless, as if they had met each other and hated being late.

Once you start the conversation, you can't stop talking!

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhu Guangming finally couldn't help admiring: "Tsk tsk. You are really a strange person! You know more things than me, who has been a chef for thirty years! You really are a young talent."

Zhu Guangming praised repeatedly, his heart was shocked beyond belief.

He has been Lin Jue's neighbor for several years, and he always thought that this kid was an ambitious and unrealistic young man.

Well done, tossing my family into poverty, and then I can't bear the responsibility of being a husband and a father.

Drinking and gambling all day long, eating too much and being lazy, making people look like ghosts!

But now it seems that Lin Jue is definitely not an "unrealistic" person.

On the contrary, he is a very smart "businessman"!

He is also a professional chef with solid cooking skills!

This point is beyond doubt.

Zhu Guangming believed in the judgment he saw with his own eyes.

Chatting with Uncle Zhu, Lin Jue forgot the time. He glanced at the clock on the wall and weighed the stewed chicken in the cauldron. It was almost ready to be baked.

At this time, it was already 7:30 in the evening, and they didn't even eat dinner. If they waited any longer, the children would be hungry and cry.

"Uncle Zhu, sit down first, I'll take out the stewed chicken from the pot!" Lin Jue got up and went to the kitchen.

Zhu Guangming followed closely behind: "Xiaojue, let me help you!"

He is very proactive and doesn't want to miss this great opportunity to see the final product of his long-awaited marinated chicken!

Lin Jue lifted the lid of the pot, and the strong aroma of the brine gushed out instantly!

The whole kitchen is steaming.

Zhu Guangming helped him from the side, took a big plate and came over to have a look.

He found that the brine in the cauldron was actually dark purple red!

This color is very similar to the skin of an eggplant, purple and black, very weird!

What surprised him even more was that the marinated chicken was also purple!

The skin of the whole chicken is the standard grape purple, the color is really weird, it doesn't affect the appetite, it's just that the color of the stewed meat he has seen in the past is really too different.

Lin Jue took out the two chickens and put them on the dining table.

This weirdly colored stewed chicken quickly attracted the attention of children.

Jiang Ci also stood beside him curiously, watching Lin Jue use a clean kitchen knife to decompose the chicken piece by piece.

A meal with two chickens is definitely not enough, Lin Jue kept one of the bigger chickens, wrapped it in a ziploc bag, and put it in the refrigerator to freeze!

When preparing to go home tomorrow

, by the way, bring it, give mom and dad a try!

The sliced ​​marinated chicken was also dyed a light purple inside, and even the skeleton of the chicken was covered with a layer of purple black.

Judging from the color, it really makes people dare not easily move their chopsticks to taste.

But smelling the aroma alone can whet the appetite.

Jiang Ci held chopsticks in her hand, tried to pick up a piece, looked at it and said: "This color is really special, but it looks a bit like black-bone chicken... just don't know how it tastes?"

She was timid and didn't dare to taste it first.

The two little milk babies were also standing by the table, staring at Rourou with piercing eyes, but they didn't dare to take it.

Only Zhu Guangming mustered up the courage to pick up a piece, first observed the color, and then put it under the tip of his nose to smell it.

The aroma is really mouth-watering, even if this stewed meat is "poisonous", if you can eat such meat in your lifetime, life is not in vain!

He took a deep breath and stuffed the whole piece of meat into his mouth to chew!

As soon as the teeth are bitten, the taste of various spices explodes in the mouth!

The meat is tender and tender, with the unique fragrance of local chicken, and the strong flavor of spices is just right with this chicken!

The more you chew, the more delicious it tastes, it's simply unstoppable!

Uncle Zhu's serious expression gradually eased, and then he had a happy smile on his face. This turned out to be a food that can bring people a sense of "happiness"!

He was so excited that his eyes were a little moist.

When he came back to his senses, Zhu Guangming looked at Lin Jue and sighed, put down his chopsticks silently, and said, "This dish is the best stewed chicken I have ever eaten. After eating your dish, I realized that there is no difference between human and human. Somebody, there's a sky out there. I've been a cook for thirty years and I'm not qualified enough to call it a cook..."

Zhu Guangming was very sad.

After eating this dish from Lin Jue, his self-confidence was deeply blown!

It turned out that what his son Zhu Xiaobao said was right.

The dishes made by Lin Jue are countless times more delicious than those made by him!

Zhu Guangming couldn't hold his head up in front of Lin Jue. Facing such a talented young chef, his pride was blown to pieces.

He left Lin Jue's house dejectedly, but met his wife Su Chunmei on the way.

Aunt Su saw him leaving aggressively, and ran to Lin Jue's house, fearing that he would fight him impulsively.

So I secretly wanted to go to Lin Jue's house to see the situation, but in the end, I saw Zhu Guangming returning home dejectedly, with a "doubting life" expression.

Su Chunmei leaned over worriedly and asked, "Old man, are you alright?"

Zhu Guangming sat blankly on the bench and said, "Honey, I won't be a chef anymore."

"What did you say?!" Su Chunmei was terrified.

Why did he go to Lin Jue's house and come back, and the whole person went crazy?

He also said that he would not be a chef in the future, so what about this family?

How does he earn money to support his family?

Zhu Guangming waved his hand and went back to the room to lie down: "Don't ask me any more. I'm tired, I'll take a rest first..."

Su Chunmei was at a loss when she saw him close the door.

She didn't know what happened, but she knew it must have something to do with Lin Jue.

Aunt Su came out of the house in a hurry, ran to Lin Jue's door and knocked on the door.

She must find out, what did Lin Jue do to her husband?

How could such a nice person become like this in less than twenty minutes?