Food starts with noodles

Taking a boat ride in the Pearl River, the brightly lit night view of Yangcheng made Xu Zhuo intuitively feel the prosperity of the southern economic center.

Compared with others, the provincial capital of the Central Plains is really a younger brother.

With a developed economy, the cuisine will naturally develop.

Nowadays, Cantonese cuisine can leave other cuisines behind, which is inseparable from the economic level of the Cantonese cuisine region.

No wonder the system regards Beijing as the target of the Sifang Pavilion.

Shandong cuisine can only flourish and develop in the capital.

In order to find the most powerful opponent.

If it can survive under the attack of these opponents, Sifang Restaurant will definitely stand out and become the face of Shandong cuisine, and even the banner of Shandong cuisine.

Not only Xu Zhuo sighed that Yangcheng's economic conditions are good, but also the old men.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu cuisine can't be eaten here, the old man even wanted to move Xu's restaurant here.

Such good economic conditions can not only increase the profit of the store, but also increase the popularity.

"Old Zheng's Zhengyuelou took advantage of the spring breeze of economic recovery to leave our stores behind. If we were here, we would be able to achieve the level of Zhengyuelou."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Yu Peiyong interrupted him: "None of us can do it. Master Zheng's success is related to his personal pursuit."

Having nothing to do, he began to analyze the personalities of the people present.

First of all, the old man, apart from pretending to be aggressive, doesn't have much pursuit of fame and fortune.

And up to now, Xu's restaurant does not open branches, does not engage in franchising, and does not cater to the market, so it keeps its own small shop to make a living.

If it is placed in Yangcheng, the old man may open a famous but small restaurant, but it will definitely not be able to compare with Zheng Yuelou.

Because Zheng Guangyao is a man who is more aggressive, and he is as pragmatic as most Cantonese.

If you can earn one hundred, you will never earn fifty.

Even if this kind of person is placed in the north, he can do a lot of business.

As for Zhao Jinma, although he has a branch and also engages in franchising, his own management is flawed, and he has been under the pressure of the old man for so many years, but there is nothing he can do.

From the operator's point of view, it is undoubtedly a failure.

Feng Weiguo is somewhat similar to Zheng Guangyao, he is more lively and will come to trouble.

But he doesn't have a particularly strong sense of professionalism, and he even throws away the restaurant he has painstakingly managed. If he were Zheng Guangyao, it is estimated that Zheng Yuelou has already changed hands.

Therefore, Feng Weiguo can't do it either.

As for Wei Junming, it was the same.

Throwing away the Chengdu taste that has been painstakingly managed for many years, I went to Lin Ping to open a small restaurant with Sichuan flavor. The thought of living in seclusion is too strong, and I can only make a fortune in Yangcheng.

After such an analysis, Yu Peiyong began to talk about himself.

Over the years, he has become more and more like a scholar, and he doesn't care about business at all.

So swapping places between Yu Peiyong and Zheng Guangyao when they were young, maybe we can achieve Zheng Yuelou, but Zheng Guangyao will definitely make the first floor much larger than the current one.

In the end, he came to a conclusion: "If you want to make the business stronger and bigger, besides luck, it is more about the choice and pursuit of the helmsman. The reason why we are in a corner is not only because the environment is not good, but mainly because of us. Personality and my own flaws. However, I think Xiaozhuo will go further than us in the future..."

Xu Zhuo was just listening to some old men babbling nonsense, but he never expected that Yu Peiyong would bring the topic up to himself.

Suddenly being stared at by a group of old men made Boss Xu a little unconscious.

In the end, the old man added fuel to the fire and said: "Xiaozhuo plans to open the Sifang Restaurant to the capital in the future, I hope I can survive until that day..."

Zhao Jinma smiled: "You will definitely survive until that day. After all, it is a disaster that lasted for thousands of years... What are you doing? I can't swim. If you do this again, I will turn against you, Xu Jimin!"

Just when Zhao Jinma was talking vigorously, the old man suddenly pushed him, which made Zhao Jinma turn pale with fright, and swallowed back the words in his mouth.

Yu Peiyong looked at Xu Zhuo and asked, "Are you really going to go to the capital for a fight?"

"Yes, the capital has your youthful memories, and my grandma often talks about your past years in the capital, so I want to work hard, go to the capital to open a restaurant, buy a courtyard house, and let you move to the capital again. "

Yu Peiyong patted Xu Zhuo's shoulder forcefully: "Good boy!"

After speaking, he looked at the old man and said, "You really raised a good boy."

The old man laughed dryly: "That must be done. If you grow up eating the food I cook, you will never do nonsense things like the children of Lao Zheng's family and Lao Zhang's family in Rongcheng."

After the boat docked, a group of people went ashore lively.

As soon as he got out of the pier, Xu Zhuo suddenly noticed that the little girl in a white down jacket was standing not far away, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and looking at the Guangzhou Tower on the other side of the Pearl River for comparison.

Xu Zhuo walked over and rubbed her head: "It's amazing, how did you find it here?"

The little girl threw herself into Xu Zhuo's arms: "Hehe, of course it's krypton gold!"

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Chapter 573

When she came, the little girl had learned the lesson she had learned in Rongcheng last time.

So after she got out of the high-speed rail station, she hailed a taxi, opened Xu Zhuo's circle of friends and handed it to the driver, and offered another 500 yuan.

The driver was familiar with Huacheng Square, so he recognized the place at a glance, and he was even more confident when he saw the people behind him sitting on a boat on the Pearl River at night.

He drove the little girl to Greentown Plaza, parked the car on the side of the road, locked the door, and took the little girl to the pier in Haixinsha Asian Games Park.

He told the little girl to wait at the exit of the pier before leaving.

"I was wondering if I had been deceived. I just came out of your circle of friends to compare this Canton Tower, and you came here."

Yu Peiyong came over and was a little dumbfounded when he saw the little girl.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go, we just happened to be a bit hungry after shopping around, let's find a place for supper, what do you want to eat?"

"seafood!"

The little girl thought about it, and then said: "Preserved egg and lean meat porridge! Tingzi porridge! Number one scholar porridge! Steamed sea bass! Quicksand bag..."

"Okay, okay, don't shout so loudly, let's go for a walk, let's find a place to eat and have a rest early, tomorrow Xiaozhuo has to compete with the masters of Cantonese cuisine, and he needs to recharge his batteries."

They didn't go back to Zhengyuelou, but found a time-honored seafood restaurant, ordered some seafood that the little girl was interested in, and ordered congee and some classic Cantonese-style stir-fried dishes.

After eating and drinking, everyone returned to Zhengyuelou.

It was almost eleven o'clock now, and everyone went back to their houses to rest.

Zhengyue Building is closed today, and there are many vacant rooms. Yu Peiyong opened a room at the front desk and asked for a room card, but the little girl didn't go there after getting the room card.

Instead, he quietly followed and came to Xu Zhuo's room.

"I don't want to sleep in that room..."

Maybe it's because she's out of town, so the little girl is a lot more courageous.

Xu Zhuo pointed to the bed: "Then you can sleep here tonight, I'll sleep there later."

little girl:  …

Ma'am, isn't the implication obvious?

Xu Zhuo rubbed her head: "The elders are here, don't make it difficult for them to get off the stage, and tomorrow I have to go on stage and beat them in the face, don't worry."

The little girl pouted helplessly.

Silent all night.

After getting up in the morning, everyone went downstairs to drink morning tea after washing.

The little girl was quite tired from the car ride, so she slept all night. Now she was wearing a couple sweater that was exactly the same as Xu Zhuo's, and she was sitting next to Xu Zhuo carefully choosing the morning tea she wanted to eat.

"Xiaozhuo, what are you going to cook this morning?"

Yu Peiyong is relatively new to this matter.

After all, it's my family.

Although he has a good relationship with Zheng Guangyao, compared with Xu Zhuo's relationship, Zheng Guangyao is naturally not enough.

Speaking of Zheng Guangyao's attitude yesterday, he was indeed a bit arrogant.

Xu Zhuo smiled: "I make stir-fried Liangpi. There is no Niuhe in the north, but there are Liangpi to fry. It may not be easy to win Grandpa Zheng's apprentice, but it should be no problem to win his disciple."

Xu Zhuo has always been prudent in his work.

He said no problem, it should be sure.

"It's really good to use fried cold skin to compare with dry fried beef. Cantonese cuisine is most proud of dry fried beef. If you can beat them in their strongest category, it should leave a deep impression on everyone. "

Everyone is an expert, and Mr. Feng Weiguo and Zhao Jinma have both eaten Xu Zhuo's stir-fried cold skin, so they are quite sure.

If Xu Zhuo can play at the same level as before this time, it will definitely have the effect of slapping his face.

At that time, not only Xu Jimin will be able to pretend to be aggressive, but several of himself will be able to pretend as well.

But if you just make fried cold skin, it's a bit thin.

After all, fried cold skin is a staple food, not a dish.

Cantonese cuisine doesn't talk about fresh seafood, but there are a lot of stir-fried dishes.

So if you want to have the effect of slapping the face, just a fried cold skin is not enough.

"Xiao Zhuo, what other dishes are you planning to make? I'll tell them later, so as not to prepare them for us when I can."

Xu Zhuo smiled: "I'm going to make the fried double crisp you taught me!"

"Double crisp in oil?"

The old men put down their chopsticks and looked at Xu Zhuo in surprise.

To be honest, apart from Yu Peiyong, the others really didn't know that Xu Zhuo knew how to cook this dish.

Because after returning to Linping City from Yangzhou, Xu Zhuo never made a double crisp.

It's not that he's keeping secrets.

The main reason is that this dish consumes too much ingredients, and Boss Xu is a bit reluctant.

Well, the money earned in the store has to open a restaurant to buy courtyard houses. If you can save a little, you can use the ingredients provided by others to practice your skills, so try not to buy them yourself.

The old man took a look at Xu Zhuo: "It's not easy to fry the oil and make it crispy. Both the knife and spoon skills have almost reached the top level. Are you sure you can do it?"

He no longer cared about whether Xu Zhuo could slap his face, but felt that as long as Xu Zhuo could do it smoothly, it would be pretty good.

Before Xu Zhuo had time to speak, Yu Peiyong said: "He has practiced in Yangzhou several times, and he did a good job, and his knife skills are also perfect."

At the critical moment, Yu Peiyong came out to fight.

Last time on the first floor, after Xu Zhuo made the oily double crisps in a decent manner, everyone was really surprised, and they couldn't even believe that Xu Zhuo could do it so well.

Yu Peiyong believes that Xu Zhuo can surprise everyone on the first floor, and he can do the same in Zhengyuelou.

And seeing Xu Zhuo's confident expression, he should have practiced secretly.

Now that Yu Peiyong has guaranteed it, the old man is relieved.

"Old Zheng, it was you who stretched out your face this time, so don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

Everyone has a clear division of labor.

Xu Zhuo was in charge of cooking.

The old man is in charge of pretending to slap his face.

The little girl was responsible for recording the process with a video camera.

A few old men are free, so they can stand aside and call 666.

After all, this is their home court, and someone needs to stand up and take charge at critical times.

After confirming, Yu Peiyong asked the waiter to find Xie Hailong, and told him about the ingredients Xu Zhuo would use for cooking and the requirements for Liangpi.

The back kitchen of Cantonese cuisine has all kinds of ingredients, and it is not in China to make Liangpi directly.

However, when he heard that Xu Zhuo was going to cook fried double crisps, Xie Hailong had the same reaction as the others: "Can he do it well? This dish is quite difficult."

Yu Peiyong smiled: "Young people want to try, just give him a chance. Anyway, our old faces are worthless, so let's lose face if we lose face."