Chapter 149 Bobo Chicken (2)

After wiping his hands and calling the cook and busboy twice, Master Jiang came out of the public kitchen. He looked at Ding Caimai with a complicated expression on his face and said, "Old Ding! I'm not talking about you. It’s not like you’re a stupid kid who’s only been here for a day or two. Didn’t you see that I’m busy here right now? Those students are very picky. If there’s anything they don’t like, if they get the handle, they’ll probably make trouble again. The class strike is coming.”

As for students, except for a few good ones who are born with a love for reading, most students don't like reading and try their best to skip classes.

This group of students from the Imperial College are very smart, and under various pretexts, they can think of anything to use to strike classes, which is really helpless.

Ding Caimai said to him: "It's not the students who are causing trouble this time. Yu Jijiu is looking for us two."

Both of them? Master Jiang was startled when he heard this, and looked at Ding Caimai in confusion: "Old Ding, what did you do?"

Ding Caimai looked at Master Jiang and said quietly: "It's not what I did, it was what you did."

As for what he had done, Master Jiang finally understood it when he saw Yu Jijiu peeling tea eggs slowly.

"It's for that...what's that name?" The head chef of the public kitchen had a lot of things to do. Even though he still had a vague impression of it, he couldn't remember the specific name clearly.

"Wen Mingtang." Ding Caimai looked at Master Jiang, who didn't even remember his name, twitched his lips and explained, "The palace maid who was released from the palace was recommended by Zhao Sishan in the palace. Zhang Caimai brought her here When she met me, she even cooked green plum pork ribs. I told you when I came back that her cooking was very good!"

He said it in such detail, not only Master Jiang finally remembered this person, but even Yu Jijiu heard it...

"Green plum pork ribs?" Yu Jijiu paused while peeling the tea eggs, "Can green plum be cooked with pork ribs?"

Ding Caimai glanced at Master Jiang beside him, and when he saw that he didn't receive any looks from his old friend, he spoke the truth: "I deliberately tested her request, and she complied with it."

"How does it taste?" Yu Jijiu suddenly became interested after hearing this and asked quickly.

Ding Caimai nodded and said: "It's very good! It's sour and sweet. Although it's a meat dish like pork ribs, it has the fragrance of green plums because of the addition of green plums. The whole dish is sweet and sour, and it's a very suitable summer dish. meat dishes.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Jijiu's throat making a visible swallowing movement. He must have been thinking about the green plum pork ribs.

The more I thought about the green plum pork ribs, the more dissatisfied I became with Master Jiang's move to send him away.

"Old Jiang, tell me, do you have any grudge against me?" Yu Jijiu looked at Master Jiang and asked, "Why do I ask you to send away a master with such skill?"

However, Master Jiang's expression remained unchanged. After hearing this, he spoke: "I have never seen Master Wen's cooking skills with my own eyes, but I heard it from the mouth of Lao Ding, the boy A Bing who is related to my family. Come on, it’s really good!”

"That's right, you took the person away?" Yu Jijiu looked at Master Jiang with an unkind expression, "Old Jiang, you have to give me an explanation."

"I have to give an explanation." Master Jiang nodded, looked at Yu Jijiu, and said, "She can't be recruited into the Imperial College because of her poor looks."

ha? appearance? Yu Jijiu was dumbfounded by this reason. He paused and glanced at Ding Caimai. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Is he too ugly? Comparable to Zhang Fei in a girls' middle school? The one who can scare students to tears." wait?"

Although it sounds a bit awkward, it actually doesn’t hurt if you think about it! There is an evil Shura-like cook here, who can calm those students down.

Master Jiang shook his head when he heard this and said: "On the contrary! He is much better than that Chef Zhou. Jijiu said before, in order for students to study well, not to mention they are human beings, not even good-looking. These cats and dogs cannot be recruited as long as they are female!"

Therefore, the reason why he doesn't recruit people is not other than Yu Jijiu himself!

Hearing this, Yu Jijiu's face suddenly froze, and after a moment, he said: "You can ask her to cook for a few days and let me take a look, and then we can decide..."

It's too late now to decide whether to drink or not, people have already gone to the next door. The group of people from Dali Temple next door are very good at thieving. It would be weird if they let people go!

Yu Jijiu sighed faintly, waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's my fault!"

Who knew that the cook's skills were so to his liking? Although a bowl of ice powder and a bowl of tea eggs filled my stomach a lot, I don't know if it was because I didn't eat much these days. Not only did I not feel full, but I wanted to stuff it more and more.

So...it would be nice to just go to the Dali Temple next door during the evening meal! It’s only a few steps away!

Watching Yu Jijiu go away, Master Jiang looked at Ding Caimai who was standing aside: "Old Ding, is that cook really good at her craftsmanship?"

Ding Caimai nodded and said, "To be honest, when her green plum ribs come out, I want to keep them."

That’s really good! Master Jiang touched his nose and said, "I'm a little curious about what you said! But at that time, Yu Jijiu was very angry about Chef Zhou, so I was just following orders!"

"I don't blame you!" Ding Caimai said, spreading his hands towards him, as if helpless, "Who knew that our wine-sacrifice master is like a child, and he just accepts what he said?"

Master Jiang also smiled, shook his head, and continued to work in the kitchen.

Master Wen's cooking skills are good, and that's also the business of the Dali Temple next door. He can cook three meals a day in this three-acre area of ​​the Imperial College!

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and hot dishes are not as popular as cold dishes. Today, the Dali Temple's public chef's evening meal is a cold dish.

Looking at the large handful of bamboo skewers in the porcelain bowl that was almost too big to hold, everyone was excited and curious.

"Can everyone receive so much?" Someone couldn't help but ask Wen Mingtang, "The chef is so proud today? I don't know if he can eat it!"

"How heroic?" Someone who had arrived early and started eating picked up a skewer of beef, pointed at the small piece of beef on the end of the bamboo skewer, and said, "Each skewer is a mouthful, how can you not eat it?"

The person who spoke was a man with a long beard and elegant facial features, who looked very much like a scholar in the scroll. However, the way he held up the bamboo sticks to eat was quite heroic.

Holding the sign in one hand, he bit into the piece of beef that had been soaked in the cold soup for a long time. He quickly bit off the beef from the sign and sipped the beef that had been soaked in the salty soup and had penetrated deep into the texture. He closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "It's firm but not sticky, but extremely smooth and elastic. There seems to be something else in the soup besides the saltiness and freshness of the chicken soup. My mouth is a little numb..."

"Added Sichuan peppercorns." Ji Caimai, who sat down opposite him with a large pot of Bobo Chicken, said, "I've seen Yu Jijiu before!"

This man is really a picky gourmet, no, he just sent the bowl of tea eggs and ice powder, and then he came over.