Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 72 The Little Day of Recording Food

First-class official swallows, sea cucumber with onion, Tongtian shark fin, fish belly with casserole, stewed skirt, stewed mullet eggs...

Just by looking at the name of this dish, you will know it is very expensive.

He Xiao spent a lot of money today and ordered them all, but in the end he didn't forget the bad words that Sha Zhu said.

After the dishes were served, He Yushui took the chopsticks and tasted the trash first.

"This dish is not as delicious as your grandfather. Your grandfather made it with chicken breast, mandarin fillets and winter bamboo shoots. That's what's authentic."

As he said that, He Yushui sighed.

When she thinks of He Daqing, she is frustrated. She has been doing so many years and doesn’t know how she is.

Opposite, He Xiao was very curious, and he also tasted it with chopsticks.

Um...

It was similar to what Sha Zhu did that day, but He Xiao didn't taste any difference anyway.

He Xiao heard this and seemed to have to go to Cuihualou when he has time to taste other people’s signature dishes.

“…” He Xiao.

"hiss……"

Of course, it’s not just the three old men.

"I went to Fengzeyuan for dinner. I met a man from Xiaolizi carrying a camera and photographing the chef cooking in the kitchen. I heard that Xiaolizi wanted to take pictures of all the famous shops in Beijing."

"I'm so angry..."

He Xiao had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he called the third uncle over. In the morning, he saw that the third uncle's eyes were covered with blood, and he was a little embarrassed.

"I can't do the specialty dishes in the building. After all, I learned Tanjia cuisine and I haven't studied them in Cuihua Building. By the way, He Xiao, why are you asking about this?"

The waiter smiled and said nothing.

"Sorry, you have to ask our leader about this."

"Cuihualou? I can cook their signature dishes, but they are definitely not as authentic as others."

Her father He Daqing and Sha Zhu at home were both chefs. When she was a child, she ate many leftovers she brought from the store.

Sha Zhu was a little confused.

Speaking of which, Sha Zhu really took it for granted. He believed in outsiders more than Bang Teen, Xiaodang, and Huaihua.

The third uncle couldn't bear to leave, so he had one dollar for a whole afternoon.

For some reason, He Xiao always felt like he was stealing this little life.

...

Just when he heard the name of this dish, He Xiao was so greedy. There were so many famous dishes that he had to learn all of them.

But this is amazing enough. Sha Zhu's craftsmanship is really rare to compare with the masters in the building.

"You can't be wrong. Now the group of people should have gone to Jinyang Restaurant, and they are taking photos in the kitchen."

"He Xiao, you should eat more."

He Xiao nodded. He heard that Sha Zhu didn't know how to be a specialty, and he was a little disappointed.

"No, no, I'm in good health."

As soon as He Yushui talked about this, he couldn't stop.

There are fewer people watching TV today, although it is the finale, there are not as many people as yesterday.

"He Xiao, is there an extra piece of this?"

Sha Zhu looked shocked. In order to learn a dish, he worked as an apprentice in Hongbinlou for three years, and then he learned it.

"Yeah, go and rest. You are so old, so you can't be tired."

When did the masters so disrespect their skills?

"He Xiao, you heard it right? You really took a photo of cooking in the kitchen?"

"Ha, there's still this."

"Um?"

...

"Come to dig a bag and punch in?"

"Well, they just were in the kitchen and took pictures of our cinnamon-fried squid rolls and scallions roasted sea cucumbers."

Seeing that the waiter was busy, He Xiao had to ask He Yushui.

"Mr. Third uncle, go back and take a break, make up for your sleep, I will be there in the afternoon."

Speaking of which, He Yushui wanted to laugh, but Sha Zhu had been remembering his grudges for a long time.

He Xiao was a little jealous, and he also wanted to go to Fengzeyuan's kitchen to take a photo.

He was depressed when he thought about it, and might as well let him take pictures, after all, he was his own person.

While eating, He Xiao heard a few small words from the side.

Seeing Sha Zhu standing there in a daze, He Xiao didn't say anything else. He pushed Xiao Suzuki into the yard.

My son came on the first day and tasted his skills. He hadn't eaten it again for so many days. He thought that He Xiao was not right in his appetite.

Now you can just take pictures? Or someone who lives a small life.

...

But today is Monday, and I am busy at work, which is normal.

After all, they often do this.

The waiter said, and there was a sense of pride.

"Photo shoot you to cook?"

"It's your bonus." He Xiao said with a smile.

He Xiao turned his head and took a look at the lively photoshopped days, and he became even more depressed.

"Well, they are all famous restaurants in Beijing, and the noodles in Jinyang Restaurant are famous, such as ramen, knife-cut noodles, dragon beard noodles, braised noodles, and cat ears are all unique."

I turned my head and saw that not far from him, there were three or four days of taking a camera and photographing the store, surrounded by several waiters from restaurants.

"Heiyi."

Sha Zhu didn't care about going to the steel rolling mill anymore. He rode his bicycle and went straight to the Jinyang Restaurant that his son said.

"Aunt, try something else, this mullet egg is delicious too."

"He Xiao, what's wrong?"

She also knows some of the signature dishes in each store.

He pushed Xiao Suzuki back to the intermediate yard, and He Xiao parked the car and entered the house.

"He Xiao, your father went to Cuihualou to be an apprentice, but he didn't want it. He went to Hongbinlou now, but Hongbinlou is not bad either."

"Well, I'm from Xiangjiang TV, I should be able to shoot it, right?"

"Ahem, comrade, can I go to your kitchen to take a photo?" He Xiao asked tentatively.

Well, his squad is not big enough, so there is definitely no chance.

After dinner, He Xiao was still thinking about this when he went back.

Pushing Little Suzuki, he was about to enter the yard when he happened to meet Sha Zhu pushing his bicycle out. He quickly stopped Sha Zhu and asked.

Their meals were even agreed to be fine after eating them for a while.

"Not only our Fengze Garden, but also our famous restaurants in the capital. I heard that after the filming of our Fengze Garden, we will go to Jinyang Restaurant and Cuihualou for the next game."

"It's okay, aunt, are this Jinyang Restaurant and Cuihua Tower very famous?"

He Xiao knew that the third uncle felt sorry for the money, so he took out two and handed them over directly.

When he returned to Xiangjiang, he asked the chefs at his restaurant to learn it, and there was a lot of signature dishes in the building immediately.

"Oh, that's Xiaolizi TV station, and we are shooting us to cook."

"No, I have to go and see this."

"The signature dishes of Cuihualou include Guifei Chicken, cherry meat, fried double crispy oil, pearl winter bamboo shoots, eight treasure sea cucumbers, and stewed oatmeal..."

Xiaojizi was easy to recognize, but He Xiao was so curious that he quickly called the waiter to ask.

"What? Shoot the master to cook?"

The third uncle was a little bit stingy and powerful, and everything else was pretty good. He was thinking about asking the third uncle to help him watch the video hall in the future.

...

In the afternoon, the finale of "Shanghai Bund" was completely finished.

He Xiao took out the first plate and started playing it again from the first episode.

After the re-show, half of the people watching TV in the room immediately decreased, but at night, some strange viewers came, and He Xiao's mood improved a little.

(End of this chapter)