Yushanfang

Chapter 8 Eight: Arguing
Pick up a chopstick of green shredded lettuce, stuff it into your mouth with the blended sauce and chew.

"Kachi kachi..." A crisp sound and the sound of juice bursting could be heard.

The strong man's complexion was reddish, and his mouth kept moving, "Yes, yes, this is the same taste as last time." After taking a sip, he immediately held the small wine glass close to his mouth and took a sip. with satisfaction.

The meatballs are fried golden and crispy, lightly bite, and the delicious meat filling is smooth and tender, and it seems to melt in the mouth instantly.

The shredded lettuce is cool and crisp, with a slight spicy taste, and it is most refreshing to drink with a little wine.

"I just said, this is the skill of the cook last time!" A strong man shook his head and said.

When he came back to his senses, there was already a thin girl standing in front of him, with a smile on her face at the moment.

The shopkeeper said: "Aren't you going to meet the cook? This is the girl who cooks the dishes on this table."

The strong man's eyes were a little foggy at first, but when he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, he immediately stared round and raised his eyebrows: "You?" He regained consciousness instantly.

The little girl is thin and small, she looks less than ten years old, her hair and face are a little yellow, obviously living in poverty.

"How is that possible!" The brawny man shook his head and smiled, "Stop joking, shopkeeper." He waved his hand, and took another glass of wine in front of him to drink.

"It is indeed me." Lin Xiang looked at the other party with a straight face.

"Winter lotus root and tender tofu are added to the meatballs. It will not be greasy after eating, but it will increase the flavor. The shredded lettuce is made from winter bamboo shoots, served with chili oil, sesame seeds, and sprinkled with seasoning. It is crispy after eating. Crisp, with a salty and spicy taste, it is the most suitable for drinking."

The boy in the waiting hall couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he heard this.

The drinking guests next to him turned their faces sideways when they heard the words. After hearing Lin Xiang's words, they all turned their eyes to the two dishes on the table.

The strong man opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at Lin Xiang who was talking in surprise.

"The shopkeeper—" At this time, the uncle chef walked out from the inside and walked to the lobby in a few steps.

The shopkeeper looked back when he heard the words, and saw him frowning: "Why did you come out? There are still customers ordering."

Unexpectedly, the uncle cook stopped, stood in the middle of the hall, and said sharply: "Why, can it be that my cooking skills are not as good as this little girl's?" Even after eating it once, I miss it. I have been a cook for so many years and was beaten by a little girl. How can I swallow this breath!

The shopkeeper is a little helpless, no one said anything wrong with you, what are you doing?Impatient in my heart: "Go back and cook."

Seeing the shopkeeper's attitude, could it be that he fell in love with this girl's film and resigned himself the next day?

Uncle Cook was even more annoyed. Lin Xiang was young. Although he had seen it with his own eyes, this cooking skill was too evil. Not to mention anything else, it was because he hadn't practiced this cooking skill for three to five years. It didn't work, and then he looked at Lin Xiang with two points of unkindness in his eyes: "You little girl, are you a monster or a ghost? Who can practice without three years or five years of skill!" yelled.

The strong man who was drinking trembled, and immediately turned to look at Lin Xiang with a look of horror in his eyes.

Your sister, how have you treated me these past few days?The corners of Lin Xiang's mouth twitched, and he was also angry: the ancients were most afraid of ghosts and snake gods. It's okay if he didn't mention it. Didn't he deliberately push himself to the edge of a cliff?
Immediately, the drinking guests in the hall began to mutter gossip.

The more Uncle Cook thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and the more he disliked Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang couldn't just let others bully him like this, with frowning eyebrows: "Uncle's words are over, it's just that my father was in charge of cooking in a big restaurant before he passed away. When I was young, I followed my father often to watch his skills, and my father would also teach me. Over time , it's no problem to make some 'simple' dishes like this." He said in a very sad tone, and his eyes were also red.

It turns out that it is so, and it is reasonable to think so.The chopsticks that the burly man was about to put down lifted up again.

This time, the uncle cook took a few big breaths of anger: "Fart, you, you, you nonsense..." Simple?Isn't this deliberately satirizing him!

The shopkeeper frowned with a headache: "Go back and cook." It's okay to come out and mess around.At that time, the reputation of the restaurant will be damaged, and no one will be able to please.

"Don't go!" The cook really got angry, as if he wanted to fight for his breath: "Either drive this wicked girl out today, or I will leave!"

As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper was very angry.

Lin Xiang turned his head to look at the uncle chef. While feeling unhappy, his face suddenly softened, pitifully: "Uncle, why did you treat me like this? I am a little girl with no background, and my parents and relatives are gone. I want to drink the northwest wind, and I have a younger brother to support, so uncle is trying to force me to death." Sobbing, people are full of sympathy.

The drinkers in the hall couldn't stand it anymore, "What do you care about between an adult and a child—"

"that is--"

"The little girl has no father or mother—"

An endless stream of voices rang out to attack the uncle cook.

The uncle was even angrier, this girl took care of her younger brother, and he also had to take care of her family, who would have no difficulty?It's disgusting to talk about yourself like a poor worm.

"No!"

"Today there is her without me, and there is me without her!" Seriously gave the order, but still haggled over every detail.

In the chaotic atmosphere, the uncle pinched his waist confidently: "This little girl is wicked, why don't you cook today!" Holding a chicken feather as an arrow, he made excuses, and in the final analysis, he just looked at Lin Xiang It's not pleasing to the eye, and I want to drive Lin Xiang away.

She has only come to work for a few days, how can she give up the work she finally found, is it possible to beg for food again?
Fuck you, she won't do it.Lin Xiang had no intention of letting go.

The shopkeeper was very angry: "You, you go back to cook, what are you doing! You have turned upside down!" Pointing at the uncle cook, he scolded.

"Shopkeeper, when will our dishes be served—" The people who were waiting to eat were getting impatient.

Uncle Cook pinched his waist, looking like you can't help me, but just didn't move.

The strong man drank his wine sullenly, he really didn't expect that he would do this by accident.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall was at a stalemate, and it became a mess, and there was everything to say.

"When will the food be served!"

"Wait for a long time!"

"Go away—"

After a while, some guests in the hall wanted to get up and leave.

The shopkeeper turned pale with shock for a moment, and quickly comforted him: "Don't, don't, the dishes will be served soon!" As he spoke, he looked at Lin Xiang who was standing to one side, with two different meanings, and said, "It's really impossible for a wine shop to do this, or else You just—" He was about to say the words to expel people.

"Let me cook—" Lin Xiang smiled suddenly, raised his face, and looked at the uncle cook with burning eyes: "Since uncle doesn't want to cook, then I will do it!"

The shopkeeper was stunned when he heard the words.

(End of this chapter)