The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

Because they want to provide goods to franchisees, Huaxi simply hired the remaining refugees to do some simple and unskilled work, namely washing eggs, and then cooking ordinary marinated eggs and marinated eggs wrapped with leaves.And three kinds of cold noodles and jelly.

Every day, they have to come over early in the morning to work, and they often have to be busy until dark before going back.Even so, no one complained that they were tired, their faces were always happy, and every time they saw Huaxi, they opened and closed their mouths and cried out benefactors.

Huaxi's scalp tingled when he heard that, so let them change their words, they would just follow the crowd and call him Master Xi with the villagers.

At least, two words less Xi is more pleasing to the ear than benefactor.

As soon as Huaxi came back, his ears were constantly filled with the call of "Young Master Xi". He habitually smiled and nodded his head as a response, then plunged into the room, put on his vest and shorts, and began to settle accounts.

A bag full of change was poured out, scattered all over the bed.

In addition to broken silver, it was copper plates. He took out the prepared red string, moved his fingers and began to count the money.

A hundred copper coins were strung together in a string, and just as all the copper coins were strung together, loud and heroic shouts came from the yard.

"Huaxi, who is Huaxi, you give? I'll come out." A fat man with big ears stood in the yard, staring angrily at the hostile eyes in the yard.

"Tian Dazhuang, ran to someone else's house? Why are you yelling here?"

"You're so proud of yourself that you're a city dweller, not even a woman like me. I don't understand the rules at all."

"Da Zhuang, why are you here?" Aunt Tian rushed out from the kitchen amidst the denunciation of all the women, and grabbed Tian Dazhuang's sleeve.

Seeing his old lady, Tian Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, "Mother, why are you here?"

"I'm here to help, but it's you, what are you doing looking for Young Master Xi?"

"Which year? I wasn't the one in charge of offering sacrifices to heaven. This year? Why don't I be used? It must be the trick of that outsider. What kind of dishes would he cook as a rich man? Would I be inferior to him?" the fat Tian Da When Zhuang mentions this matter, his liver hurts with anger. He deliberately asked for leave to come back for Jitianqing, but he just heard the news.

His mother kept whispering in his ears that Mr. Xi is good and Mr. Xi is that good. He was not convinced in the first place, and what his mother said undoubtedly added fuel to the flames.

He first ran to Lizheng's house to argue with Lizheng, but he was not there, so he came here angrily.

"Stinky boy, I forgot what I said to you at home, right? Go home quickly before anyone comes out, and don't leave a bad impression on Mr. Xi." Originally, Aunt Tian's resentment towards Hua Xi No less than his son, but people in the village are not blind to one thing Huaxi started from giving out porridge.People? What kind of character is that? It is definitely not a small family like a small family?

People? Maybe they will be promising in the future.

Aunt Tian thinks that she still has two skills in judging people, so even if she didn't join in, she would come to help Mrs. Zhang every day. It's not tiring anyway, and she made a good impression.

"Mother, I can't hold my breath. I've been an apprentice for ten years, and now I'm the sous chef. What does he have to do? Our village worships the heavens, praying for good weather and good harvests. It's a big event for the whole village. You? Why are you so relieved to hand it over to an outsider? Don’t make food, God won’t take it, it’s a disaster for the village.”

"If you can't swallow it, it's the same with swallowing." Huaxi only put on a long-sleeved robe, the kind that covered his feet, and walked out.What he said, not to mention exasperating, but it was enough for Tian Dazhuang to grind his teeth in anger.

"Sometimes it depends on talent. It is also necessary for a stupid bird to fly first. Besides, it took ten years to be promoted to the deputy department..." Hua Xi shook his head, it's really not good!

"Huaxi, you, aren't you just a dandy? You spend a lot of time drinking and drinking, and no one in the capital knows it. How dare you say that I am not as good as you?" Huaxi is not as good as everyone. For a man, these words are simply insult.

Ma Qing'er put down the water carrying pole and threw it at his feet, "Tian Dazhuang, you are upset and go to Lizheng, it is Lizheng who let Xishao handle the ladle, why are you angry with Xishao?" Although Tian Dazhuang's words are true, But that was all in the past, and the present Young Master Xi is not the kind of person he said at all. The point is that he is now the person Ma Qinger has to admit is capable and admired day by day.It is simply not comparable to a man like Tian Dazhuang.

"Ma Qing'er, with your vivaciousness, and wanting to cling to Lu Xiucai, don't dream about it." Now that anyone who is in his early years can be bullied, Tian Dazhuang raised his eyebrows, and said this out of the blue.

Ma Qinger's face turned red and then pale on the spot, as if her little thoughts had been pierced through, she bit her lips with little confidence, "You, what are you talking about?"

Huaxi go? Go to Ma Qinger's side, reach out and pat his trembling shoulder, "What exactly do you want? Are you kicking the gym?"

At the first glance of the word kicking the hall, no one present reacted, but someone slapped loudly outside, attracting everyone's attention.I saw a man with a tall and straight figure and an outstanding temperament, wearing a golden mask, walking in clapping his hands.

"I seem to have come just in time."

"You mean eating, or watching the fun." Huaxi glanced at Nangong Rongjin? The lines on this flamboyant purple dress are shining golden in the sun, because he is afraid that others will not know that there is a mine in the house. what.

"Everything! Are you going to challenge?" Nangong Rongjin, who had crossed the land of no one, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tian Dazhuang, who had no facial features. If he had to find a word to describe it, it could only be fat and big. ears.

Tian Dazhuang swallowed his saliva out of the instinctive fear of a low-ranking person, and replied subconsciously: "It's me."

Aunt Tian kept looking at Nangong Rongjin. This man looked extraordinary in terms of his attire and imposing manner. However, people who could deal with Huaxi were either rich or noble, so he wasn't so shocked.In fact, ever since Huaxi talked about kicking the gym, she let go of her son's sleeves, thinking about it so quickly, Xiao Jiujiu has already traveled a thousand miles.

"Why don't you compare? Otherwise, my stupid son will always be thinking about it, and he won't be able to turn this corner."

In fact, there is really nothing comparable between them, and their levels are not at the same level. If Huaxi's friends in modern times know, they will definitely say that he abuses people.

"How do you want to compare?" To be honest, he really doesn't want to bully people!However, speaking from the facts, his prestige in the village might be even higher, and it would be convenient for him to handle affairs.

After all, he has been working in the kitchen for ten years. Tian Dazhuang's self-confidence instantly swelled, "Just make braised pork. If you can cook better than mine, I will admit defeat."

Huaxi sighed, "A bit? There is no technical content, and it seems that there is no sense of accomplishment after winning."

"Will you carve on tofu?" Huaxi thought for a while, and made it a little more difficult for the competition, and it seemed that he was at a higher level.

Tian Dazhuang suddenly laughed arrogantly, "I don't know good and bad, I wanted you to lose decently? Since you asked so, Grandpa, I will satisfy you. It's too embarrassing to lose, so you can't cry. Oh, mother, Why are you pinching me?"

"Grandpa is a fart, full of nonsense."

The originally tense atmosphere was pinched by Aunt Tian, ​​which instantly caused everyone to burst into laughter and booing.

"It's such a big deal, then? You have to call Lizheng over here."

"That's right, let Li Zheng be a witness, don't let someone turn his face and deny it."

Nangong Rongjin looked at the confident Huaxi in his eyes with great interest. He had only seen and eaten the tofu-carved food at large banquets.

I heard that this kind of skill is not rumored outside, it is considered as the unique secret book of many masters, and it is impossible to have that kind of self-confidence without a few years of hard work.

And how old is Huaxi?

"How old are you?" Nangong Rongjin suddenly leaned into Huaxi's ear and asked quietly.

Uh... Let him think about it, is it eighteen or nineteen?

Huaxi paused for a moment before replying, "Do you have any questions about my age?"

Nangong Rongjin shook his head, and the subwoofer poured into Huaxi's ears continuously, "I heard that you usually play or spend time and wine, do you have time to practice knife skills?"

Nangong Rongjin's words were like a slap in the face, that's right, the original body spent most of the twenty to fourteen hours a day sleeping, and spent the other half of the time hanging out with friends.Where is the time to practice.

When it comes to cooking, he's easy to lie, just say that he is very talented and has an emperor's tongue that no one can match.Then? How to edit the knife work?Let's break it hard.

"You also said that you heard it, but you didn't see it with your own eyes? Did you see it and hear it with your own ears? How do you know that I'm not hiding in the room and secretly practicing? Hero, famous? It's better to meet."

"It's very...reasonable." Nangong Rongjin lingered in his ear for a while, and then pulled away, looking at him with a half-smile.

Huaxi glanced at him angrily. He always felt that the curvature of the man's mouth was a bit unclear, and he didn't know what to look at.