Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1234, 1123. There's always someone stronger.

night.

After Gao Bingyi left, the group chatted for a while longer.

Looking at my watch again, it was already past eleven.

The exquisite feast lasted for more than four hours, but we didn't feel the passage of time at all.

It seems like it passed by in the blink of an eye.

It was already too late, so everyone split the bill.

It cost 5,544 yuan per person, and it felt really worth it when I spent the money.

After settling the bill, the grandfathers went back to the hotel to rest.

Chef Liang has an extra activity: eating special meals in the back kitchen.

Liang Yue and the others stayed a while longer, waiting for the chubby girl to get off work.

The desire to share hasn't subsided yet, and I also want to find out more inside information.

At 11:30, the chubby girl finally arrived.

The chubby girl has a strong desire to share.

He proactively started talking about tonight's boiled cabbage soup.

They were saying, "Wow! It really blooms! It's so beautiful!"

On the other side, someone said, "Noodles cooked in clear broth are so delicious!!"

Eh eh eh?
Boil noodles?
Using the clear broth from boiled cabbage to cook noodles? Listen to that! Is that even reasonable?

“It’s true, really.” The chubby girl said confidently, “You guys in the private room don’t know, the lobby outside is bustling with activity. Tonight they’re serving stir-fried dishes. Although it’s not Chef Xu or Chef Gao who’s cooking, they’re their apprentices. They’re top chefs outside, five-star hotel head chefs, earning three to five hundred thousand a year, and they don’t just cook these dishes easily.”

"At our Jiweilou restaurant, imagine what level of skill a chef of this caliber would have to possess to sell ordinary stir-fries."

"Besides, our Jiweilou uses vegetables and meat from Ping'angou, so what kind of quality do we have?"

"Besides, occasionally when Chef Gao and Chef Lin aren't busy, they'll cook a couple of dishes to practice their skills."

"Eating this dish is like winning the lottery."

"Go ahead and eat, and you won't say a word once you start."

"It's all over the place today. There are a lot of people at night, and the turnover rate is really fast."

"Let me tell you, the customers today were really funny. When they came in to find a table and order food, they were chatting and talking, asking all sorts of questions. But once the food was served, no one said a word. They were all eating in silence, and the plates were empty in no time. They even picked out all the scallions from the plates, so clean that they didn't even need to be washed."

"From entering the door to leaving, it only takes about half an hour, which is incredibly efficient."

"We were exhausted; we didn't have a moment's rest all night."

"But the manager said that everyone will get a bonus once the official opening is over. I asked around with my former colleagues from Pretty BBQ, and their salaries aren't high, just a little bit above market value, but their bonuses are huge. They live off their bonuses..."

The chubby girl's dormitory was in the same direction as Liang Yue's hotel.

The group of seven decided to stroll back to digest their food.

Meanwhile, the chubby girl kept talking about the grand occasion of tonight.

Hearing her refer to "our Jiweilou" so often, it seems she really considers Jiweilou her home.

But what about the noodles?

"Noodles, listen to me."

Noodles are a high-level topic, so we'll talk about them last.

"We have so many chefs in the kitchen of Jiweilou. I saw all ten of them, the ones who appeared on the New Taste program, alive and well!"

The chubby girl was very proud; she was so happy to be able to see the people on TV in person.

It turns out it wasn't just Chef Xu and Gao Bingyi; all the chefs from Xinwei were there. "More than that, not only were there chefs from Xinwei, but also several incredibly talented chefs who weren't there at the time."

This was expected. Gao Bingyi said that from today until October 7th, sixteen chefs will be preparing a grand banquet.

"Some of these chefs stayed on, while others came just to exchange ideas and will be leaving soon. But each of them left one or two apprentices at our Jiweilou restaurant."

"Among them is Master Bai, a master of pastry from Suzhou, who is over seventy years old this year. His apprentice is Master Jiao, who cooked wontons and made beef patties this morning. The other four are Master Jiao's apprentices. Master Jiao will stay with our Jiweilou restaurant from now on."

When it comes to Master Jiao, Liang Yue and Xiang Boming have a very deep impression of him, and they started talking about him non-stop.

Those chicken soup wontons were so delicious, the soup was so flavorful!

Master Jiao's method of cooking wontons was indifferent, casual, and he didn't even look at them.

Those relaxed and casual movements.

That's an absolute master!

He was just an apprentice.

And those guys making steamed buns, with a press and a twist, a perfectly round steamed bun comes out easily, and they make it look especially nice.

He was just a grand-disciple.

Mengjie and Erya were so worried.

When Mengjie arrived, she didn't see chicken soup wontons or steamed buns; she only saw an empty breakfast counter.

When Er Ya arrived, things were even worse; she couldn't even find a breakfast table.

Hearing Liang Yue boasting now filled him with resentment.

I've made up my mind. I'll get up at six o'clock tomorrow, open the door, and eat all morning long...

We've gone off on a tangent again.

The chubby girl quickly pulled back.

"Think about it, if the apprentices and grand-apprentices are so amazing, how amazing must the master be?"

"We were making clear broth for boiled cabbage today, and Chef Bai took a liking to it. Well, actually all the chefs in the kitchen wanted to have it. Chef Gao even took a big cup of it in a thermos."

"Master Bai is like a child. He said he's getting old, his hands are shaking, his back is sore, and it's hard to even go upstairs. He's about to retire. When he saw this pot of clear broth at the end of his career, he insisted on risking everything to try making Suzhou-style clear broth noodles."

"He said that everyone else can prepare a grand feast, but he can't do anything. All he can do is play with dough. He has no other desires in life but to make a bowl of noodles."

"Everyone in the kitchen knew he was being unreasonable, but the old man had already said so, so they had no choice but to agree to do it."

"And guess what? When Master Bai was stretching the noodles, his hands didn't shake at all, his back didn't ache, and his legs didn't hurt. He could fold and stretch a lump of dough, fold and stretch it, and repeat it thirteen times."

"He said he's old and his skills aren't what they used to be. When he was young, he could stretch it fifteen times, and if you put them together, it would be as high as five Mount Everests."

"Now there is only one Mount Everest that is high."

"I think that's already exaggerated, okay? Mount Everest, it's over 8,000 meters."

"The noodles were so thin, thinner than a hair, and none of them broke."

"According to Sister Hong, our manager, she was stunned when she saw the commotion. When the noodles were broken, she felt so heartbroken, her heart was clenching."

"Only Master Bai can cook noodles this thin. Master Gao, Master Xu, and Master Lin can't cook them. Everyone has their own expertise."

"The noodles are only boiled for seven seconds, then fluffed up and taken out. They're cooked just right, not mushy, and have a nice chewy texture."

"Finally, soak the noodles in warm clear broth, without even sprinkling on any scallions. It sounds so simple."

"But the taste... Oh dear, Sister Hong felt sorry for us, so today everyone in Jiweilou got a small bowl, and I got one too."

"I'll remember that small bowl of noodles for the rest of my life..."

"Slurp~~"

(End of this chapter)