A small peasant girl's home is bare, but I have a spiritual space

Chef Li took a look at the two guys peeking out of the kitchen door and couldn't help laughing. They couldn't even wait a little bit of time. They were so impatient!

He smiled and waved to the two of them, "The dishes I cooked for you are just coming out of the pot. Since you two are here, why not take the dishes out?"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, chefs," Zhang Hua and Yang Wei couldn't wait to run to the chopping board, picked up the dishes and walked out quickly.

"What a nice smell!" "Yes! Look everyone, the smell is coming from them."

A middle-aged man in his 40s pointed at Zhang Hua and Yang Wei excitedly and said.

Several people stood up and walked towards Zhang Hua and Yang Wei. "What are those dishes on your plates, young men? What are those red and green things in the soup? The colors are so beautiful!"

"Yes, I think I can eat three bowls of rice just based on this appearance. It looks very appetizing."

"When did Xiang Man Lou launch such exquisite dishes? How come I didn't know about it? How come Mr. Cheng didn't tell me about the new dishes in the restaurant? It's really not nice of him."

Words like these are heard all the time.

Yang Wei and Zhang Hua were surrounded by them, their fingers were burned red by the plates in their hands, "Please make way for us, wait until we put the dishes on the table before we talk, okay? Our hands are burned."

When they heard this, they felt embarrassed and quickly dispersed to make way for them.

Yang Wei and Zhang Hua quickly put the plates on the table, and looking at their red hands, they smiled helplessly.

Looking at the people standing around, "These two dishes are the new dishes that the chefs are trying out today. We also smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, so we asked them to help make some."

If you want to eat, tell the chef and see if they have time to make it for you."

When everyone heard this, more than a dozen people rushed into the kitchen.

Chef Li and Fatty Zhang were shocked when they saw a group of people rushing in.

"Is there anything wrong?" Chef Li asked nervously.

Several people said embarrassedly: "We saw two people carrying two dishes out of the kitchen just now.

The taste of those two dishes is really good. So I want the chefs to help me make them.”

The chefs looked at each other in bewilderment. This new dish hasn’t even been promoted yet, is it going to be a hit?

"Boiled beef and dry-pot potatoes, would you like both or one of them?"

"We want both dishes." "We want both dishes, too." "We want both dishes."

"So you want three servings of boiled beef and three servings of dry pot potato chips, right?" Chef Li confirmed again.

"Yeah that's right."

"Okay, we get it, three servings of dry-fried potato slices and boiled beef slices.

Everyone, please go out first and wait patiently for a while. We will send it out to you when it is ready." Shopkeeper Li said.

"Okay, okay, thank you," several people left the kitchen contentedly.

Returning to their seats and waiting obediently, Zhang Hua and Yang Wei ate the delicious boiled beef and dry-pot potato chips as if no one was around. The overbearing spicy and fragrant aroma of boiled beef wafted in the air.

The diners were so greedy that their saliva flowed down three thousand feet.

The remaining diners also began to get restless and went to the kitchen one after another.

Lin, who was on the second floor at the moment, had no idea what a sensation the two dishes he cooked had caused.

"Uncle Cheng, please eat slowly," Lin Yiran pushed the boiled beef in front of her to Shopkeeper Cheng, "Ran girl... I want to eat slowly too, but... I... really can't resist the dishes you cook!"

Shopkeeper Cheng's mouth was full and he spoke incoherently.

Third Brother Lin had a very dark face. Manager Cheng was such a shrewd and wise man, but he was defeated by his desire for food.

He placed the water cup in front of Shopkeeper Cheng, "Uncle Cheng, have some water."

"Yeah, thank you, nephew." Shopkeeper Cheng picked up the water cup and took a sip.

"Well, Old Cheng will always find trouble for him. How can he bid for just 50 kilograms of tea? Those who can participate in the auction are not ordinary people. Those guys are smarter than each other.

The tea is indeed good, but no matter how delicious the tea is, if the production volume cannot be increased, it will only be a flash in the pan and disappear before it becomes well-known.

It is not like other jewelry and jade, it can become a family heirloom as long as it is properly stored.

Tea not only has a shelf life, but it is also easily affected by moisture and difficult to preserve. It is difficult to make those guys bleed!" At this time, Boss Li, who was rushing to the Xiangmanlou Auction House, had a worried look on his face.

"Manager Li has arrived," a low-key and luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of Xiangmanlou.

A well-dressed middle-aged man jumped off the carriage and walked into Xiangmanlou with heavy steps, full of thoughts.

As soon as he entered, Shopkeeper Li was stunned by the lively scene before him.

The hall was bustling with people, and every table was packed with people. Some people were standing to eat because there were no stools to sit on. The waiter was so busy that he was dizzy and had no time to rest.

He knew that Xiangmanlou's business had always been good, but it had never been this good!

Isn't this too exaggerated? He had no appetite to begin with, but after seeing this scene, he became a little hungry.

"The dry pot potato chips are here, everyone please move aside so as not to burn yourself." There was a hint of urgency in Xiaodunzi's voice.

Shopkeeper Li, who was closest to the store, quickly moved aside. The unique spicy, salty and fragrant smell of dry-pot potato chips lingered in his nose for a long time. The smell was so special that he felt like the glutton in his stomach had been aroused.

No, he had to ask Lao Cheng why he didn't inform him when he had such a delicious dish in his restaurant. He wanted to ask him in person.

Shopkeeper Li saw that the shop assistants were so busy that they almost treated each of them as two people. He was too embarrassed to bother them to lead the way, so he went straight to the second floor.

There was a knock on the door, "Old Cheng, are you there?" Shopkeeper Cheng recognized it as Old Li's voice.

"Yes, please come in," said Manager Cheng as he stood up to open the door, but Third Brother Lin opened the door first.

Shopkeeper Li saw that the person who opened the door was a handsome young man. He smiled politely, and Brother Lin San made a gesture of invitation and responded with a smile.

Shopkeeper Li saw the rice and dishes on the table and teased with a smile: "Old Cheng, am I here at the wrong time and disturbing your meal?"

"Old Li, what are you talking about? I feel very honored that you have come all the way to see me. Please sit down and have something to eat together. I will tell the kitchen to cook a few more dishes." Shopkeeper Cheng said with a smile.

"Okay, I want to eat the dry pot potato chips," Shopkeeper Li said directly without being polite.

Shopkeeper Cheng was full of questions. How did Lao Li know about dry pot potato chips?

Shopkeeper Cheng looked at Lin Yiran, and the two of them glanced at each other, both somewhat confused.

"Uncle Cheng, I'll go down and fry some dry-pan potato chips. Uncle Li, what else do you want to eat? I'll make it together."

"I just think that the dry pot potato chips have a very special aroma. Customers in the hall are all ordering them. Old Cheng, I was just about to ask you, why didn't you inform me when you served the new dish? That's really not nice of you!"

Shopkeeper Cheng looked at Shopkeeper Li with a puzzled look on his face. "I am indeed planning to serve new dishes in a few days. Hey, how did you know?"