Chapter 1322

Lin Muhua tasted the gold inlaid jade made by Yang Song. It was so delicious that he almost swallowed his tongue.

He was very cautious and ordered other dishes.

"My guest, we don't allow wasting food here. We have to finish it after ordering, or we will be blacklisted." The waiter explained: "the blacklist is that we have a booklet in Baifeng Pavilion, which will put your portrait and name on it, so you can't eat in our Baifeng Pavilion anymore."

"And such rules?"

"Other families don't. this is our chef Yang's rule."

"Your boss has no problem?"

The business of the restaurant is not only to fill the guests, but also to gather three or five friends to drink, chat and eat vegetables.

In this case, it is basically impossible to finish the dishes.

"Chef Yang is the boss, and the boss is chef Yang."

The chef has the final say, and the boss has no objection.

"What if it's not delicious?" It's too much to force people to eat.

The waiter immediately said, "it's not delicious. You can lift the table. We'll give you a free order."

If you don't give money, you can't finish it.

"What if someone thinks it's delicious, has to play hooligans, deliberately doesn't give money and lifts the table?"

"Baifeng pavilion has not met such a person so far."

Don't underestimate the hooligans. They all have eyesight and know who shouldn't be offended.

"Give me a crab race, well, and sour plum soup."

"OK, I'll follow you!"

Crab racing is actually a dish made of yellow croaker and eggs. It doesn't use crabs. It tastes better than crabs.

The fish is snow-white, smooth and tender, like a crab. The eggs are golden. They are wrapped in the fish and fried. They taste delicious and better than a crab, so they are called saicrab.

Hua Mingming was six or seven times full. When he tasted the crab, he couldn't help eating it. It was quite ferocious.

"It's all crab meat. It's delicious!"

He drank sour plum soup and felt that he could fight again. He called the waiter again: "make another crab race."

"Sorry, chef Yang's rule is that we can only order one dish at a time." Waiter.

"I've heard of this rule. You tell your chef that there is more than one way to compete with crabs. You ask him to make another one. If the ingredients are different, it's not the same dish."

The waiter answered, and soon he sent another crab race.

This is a white and tender crab race. The main ingredients are tofu and eggs.

The egg white and egg yolk are fried respectively. The tofu is drenched with shrimp paste. They are fried in batches and combined into one pot.

It tastes like crab meat again. This time, the crab has a little more soy sauce flavor. It has different flavors and is still delicious.

Lin Muhua killed the whole dish again. He was very satisfied.

"Come on, boy, let's have another crab race."

Waiter: "can you still eat? The rule of our Baifeng Pavilion is that guests can't eat themselves bad. If they eat enough, they will be sent to the medical school and will also be blacklisted."

"Nothing, I can eat."

The waiter went out again, came back and brought back a crab race.

This is a crab made of carrots and potatoes.

Lin Hua ate it and still shouted delicious.

"Each is a crab, but the taste is different."

He killed another set.

This time, without Lin Hua's question, Yang song came by himself: "can you eat? I can make you five different race crabs."

It's not crab, it's all crab.

Lin Muhua: "really? I heard that there are only five ways to race crabs at most."

"That's someone else. There can be eight kinds or even more. I'm busy recently, otherwise I can do more." Yang Songdao.

Lin Hua surrendered: "forget it, I'm full. If I eat again, I'll go to your little black book."

Yang Song said, "are you satisfied with your food?"

"Satisfied, chef Yang, you are really the best crab I have eaten in recent years."

"Are you interested in making some comments?"

"What opinion?" Lin Muhua smiled and said, "no opinion, no opinion at all. The crab race you made is impeccable."

Another guest who doesn't like to raise opinions is really not cute.

"Welcome next time." Yang Song said and left.

The rest of Lin Hua asked the waiter, "is chef Yang unhappy? I said the wrong thing?"

"No, you didn't say anything wrong. Chef Yang is just tired. He likes you very much. You see so many guests, we chef Yang specially came to see you." The waiter is responsible for calming the guests.

"Really?"

"Really, we people in Baifeng Pavilion never lie."

A white lie is not a lie.

Since then, Lin Muhua has come every day and ordered all kinds of dishes every time.

In addition to eating all eight kinds of race crabs, he ordered all the other dishes that Yang song could order. He was lucky to draw Shixiang wine and drink osmanthus wine.

"Where is chef Yang? I want to meet him. How on earth did he brew such delicious osmanthus wine? He is really a god of wine. I want to worship him!"

The food supply in summer is relatively tight, and the government does not advocate wine making, so that the wine making industry is not very developed.

Yang Song's Shixiang wine is very popular even in the era of the earth, not to mention this backward summer.

When the space was not open, the materials and equipment were limited. Yang song could only brew a little according to the season, and all of them were sold to the former magistrate.

Now with space, Shixiang wine is really meeting ordinary people.

You can only draw lots if you want to drink.

Yang Song didn't dare to take out the standard version of Shixiang wine, the real high-quality Shixiang wine.

Wine lovers are crazy.

One noon passed, and twenty-five people were coming to worship the God of wine, and thirty-nine people were coming to Yang Song to talk about the voice of Shixiang wine.

Eleven of them came to talk with gold, including Linhua.

The waiter can't stop it. Yang song can only escape. He can't even stay in the kitchen.

"Chef Yang and boss Yang, as long as you agree to give me part of the management right of Shixiang wine, the price is easy to discuss. Whether you want gold or gemstones and pearls is up to you!"

"I have night pearls, luxury houses, beautiful women, the capital, the south of the Yangtze River, and Persia. You can choose any one. We can all say it!"

"You don't have to give me the right to operate. You just need to give me all the goods. I'll give you a 30% bonus for the operating income."

"I'll give 40 percent!"

The most difficult thing for drinks is transportation, not to mention that they will be broken, that is, baking in the scorching sun, rain and wind, and it is inevitable to travel with torches during transportation. If you are not careful, you may cause a fire.

It's all trouble and money.

Even 30% or even 40% of the profits.

One by one, enough to spell.

Yang Song: "they are all profiteers!"

If they dare to make 40% of the profits, it doesn't mean they don't make any money.

Shixiang liquor is too precious. Many of these businessmen have sites all over the country. If they can get the exclusive agency right of Shixiang liquor, after speculation, they can definitely sell the liquor more expensive than gold.