Rebirth 07: Starting with Saving a Bankrupt Restaurant

Zhou Wen cooked in an orderly and efficient manner, the whole process was very smooth and he was very skilled.

"How many years have you been cooking?" Jiang Zhiyu asked.

Zhou Wen calculated in his mind that he should have had nearly 20 years of cooking experience in his previous life, plus now he should have about 30 years of cooking experience.

But in the end, he just shook his head and said, "Never mind, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you."

Zhou Wen's simple words brought a new expression back to Jiang Zhiyu's face.

"If you don't want to talk about it, just say so. Why make it all so mysterious?"

Because of the sarcasm in her tone, coupled with Jiang Zhiyu's accent, Zhou Wen chuckled.

The two then chatted casually.

"Boss, has anyone ever told you that you look handsome when you cook?"

When Jiang Zhiyu said this, the last dish was almost finished.

As Zhou Wen served the food, he continued Jiang Zhiyu's question, "How handsome is he? Is he more handsome than those male celebrities?"

Jiang Zhiyu rolled her eyes, clearly dissatisfied with Zhou Wen's overreaching behavior, and remained silent.

He turned and went to the front hall to wait for Zhou Wen to serve the dishes.

During the food tasting, Jiang Zhiyu put away her smile, and her Hong Kong socialite demeanor reappeared.

There was a small bowl in front of him and a glass of water next to him; it looked quite professional.

Zhou Wen was also sitting opposite him.

"Boss Zhou, what kind of dish is this?"

"Husband and Wife Lung Slices," Zhou Wen said.

Jiang Zhiyu had only glanced at the menu briefly before, and hadn't looked at it carefully. After hearing the names of the dishes Zhou Wen mentioned, she wondered if she had misheard.

Having lived in Hong Kong all her life, Jiang Zhiyu had naturally never heard of this dish.

Jiang Zhiyu was also familiar with the food habits of places like Fujian and Guangdong provinces, where the food is mainly light and bland.

However, looking at this dish of sliced ​​beef and tripe covered in chili oil, it doesn't seem like a local delicacy no matter how you look at it.

"Is this a local delicacy?" Jiang Zhiyu asked.

"Cold dishes from the Sichuan and Chongqing region."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't rush to pick up her chopsticks.

"Are you from the Sichuan-Chongqing region?" Jiang Zhiyu asked.

"A native of this area."

Can a native Fujianese cook dishes from the Sichuan and Chongqing regions?

Jiang Zhiyu then had Zhou Wen introduce all the dishes on the table.

"Cold-cooked rabbit, a Sichuan-style cold dish, is stir-fried; oil-splashed noodles, a Shaanxi specialty, and this roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) is also a local dish."

After introducing the row of food items, Zhou Wen continued, "The hot dry noodles are a modified version, just in case you're not used to them. And this one that looks spicy is hot and sour noodles, from Sichuan and Chongqing. It's quite spicy, I don't know if you can handle it."

"Fried chicken skin, I made it myself. Then this is shrimp and mushroom noodles, the taste is on the lighter side, you might be more used to this flavor; this should also be familiar to you, pork trotter rice."

The dishes on the table are the delicacies Zhou Wen made for Jiang Zhiyu. The crayfish are sold out every day during the business hours, while fried rice and rice bowls are not made because Zhou Wen thinks they are too common.

After Zhou Wen's introduction, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't keep her composure any longer, and a smile returned to her face: "Are you serious? How come you can cook food from all over the world?"

"I've been to quite a few provinces, so I'm fairly familiar with the food in some of them."

Jiang Zhiyu looked into Zhou Wen's eyes with a smile, clearly still doubting his words, while also wanting to get the answer from his eyes.

Zhou Wen simply shrugged, indicating that it was up to him whether he believed it or not.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't ask any more questions and picked up a piece.

"Is this beef?" Although it looks somewhat like beef, it doesn't taste like it.

"It contains beef, as well as beef tongue and beef heart," Zhou Wen said.

"Beef tongue and beef heart?" Jiang Zhiyu's chopsticks froze in mid-air, thinking Zhou Wen was joking.

But looking into Zhou Wen's eyes, he understood that what Zhou Wen said was true.

For Jiang Zhiyu, she had never eaten these parts of the body since she was a child.

However, putting aside the ingredients, the taste is perfectly fine.

Furthermore, because I had never eaten ingredients like beef tongue and beef heart before, and because the diet I had grown up with was relatively bland.

So when I tasted a flavor I had never tasted before, I felt a bit amazed.

Jiang Zhiyu is not a fussy person, and besides, she mainly wanted to taste the dishes, so she couldn't refuse to try them just because the ingredients were strange.

So they continued to try it.

After enjoying the beef heart, you'll have the beef tongue, and then the beef tripe.

Because it was a tasting, Jiang Zhiyu only ate one or two slices of each part, and then pushed the sliced ​​beef and tripe away.

"You can try this hot dry noodles first, otherwise the noodles will clump together and won't taste good," Zhou Wen suggested.

Jiang Zhiyu followed Zhou Wen's advice and brought the hot dry noodles to the front. She knew she should stir them first, even without Zhou Wen saying so.

Then I rinsed my mouth with water.

She simply picked up a few noodles, placed them in the small bowl in front of her, tucked her hair behind her ear with one hand, and savored the noodles with the other.

He nodded, clearly quite satisfied with the taste.

Then he pushed the hot dry noodles aside, clearly not intending to eat them anymore.

After that, I would taste a bite or two of each dish and then push it aside.

Of course, not all the dishes were sampled. Jiang Zhiyu only took a bite or two of each, such as the sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce, and would occasionally pick up a slice or two.

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't resist having a few more bites of the shrimp and mushroom soup, which suited the local light and refreshing taste.

"How come your noodles taste so fresh?"

"It's just a standard procedure."

Jiang Zhiyu absolutely loved this bowl of noodles.

Light and sweet.

However, after a few bites, she didn't eat any more and continued to enjoy other delicacies...

Jiang Zhiyu is familiar with pork knuckle rice.

However, this pork knuckle tastes a little different from what I've had before.

"How did you braise this pork knuckle?"

"I added some dried tangerine peel and hawthorn."

"No wonder," Jiang Zhiyu said, then took another small bite to savor it.

At the same time, her interest in Zhou Wen grew stronger.

Jiang Zhiyu discovered that Zhou Wen not only cooked delicious food, but was also very humorous.

In the end, we tasted all the dishes.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, took a small sip of water, and then dabbed her lips with a tissue.

What followed made Zhou Wen pause slightly.

"Boss Zhou, why don't you come work for me?"

Is this girl really that decisive?

Zhou Wen neither agreed nor refused, and asked, "What does Miss Jiang do?"

Jiang Zhiyu didn't hide anything, "I work in the catering industry."