Tao Xian was sitting in Su Changqing's study, a little bored.
The reason why he agreed to Su's catering request was because of his grandfather Tao Yide.
When Mr.
Tao was young, he experienced the Chinese catastrophe.
Because of his poor background and overseas connections, he was almost killed in a fight.
Su Changqing's father, Su Qiuhong, was also a famous chef.
He didn't want to see the miserable state of Mr.
Tao, so he secretly hid the half-beaten Mr.
Tao in order to save his life.
Mr.
Su is not someone who wants to repay a favor.
That incident is over.
There has been no contact between the two parties for many years.
Until a few months ago, someone from the Su family came to ask for Tao Xian's help in revitalizing the Su family's catering.
Tao Xian didn't want to agree, but he didn't expect that Mr.
Tao had been paying attention to the Su family and forced him to come over.
In Tao Xian's opinion, the Su family is basically hopeless.
After arriving in Xinhai City, he tasted several Su family dishes that his grandfather had always missed.
The taste was very average.
According to Su Changqing, this is because he has no talent for cooking and has not inherited his father's cooking skills.
The food made by his father, Mr.
Su, tasted much better than this.
It's a pity that Mr.
Su has a tough temper and his craftsmanship is not passed down by the Su family.
Therefore, the once signature dishes of Su's Catering are now basically just names.
Su's Catering, which has lost its signature dishes, can still stand in Xinhai City for so many years.
I can only say that God is blessing it.
But now that we are facing a crisis, it is not that simple to take stock.
The only restaurants he, Tao Xian, is willing to save are those restaurants that are qualified to be saved.
These restaurants all have unforgettable specialties.
Sorry, Su's doesn't have any.
Su Changqing still had his own ideas about catering, but he still couldn't win Tao Xian's favor.
He couldn't sit still for a minute.
But when he thought about being talked about by Mr.
Tao again after returning home, Tao Xian forcefully nailed his butt.
He was sitting on the chair, but the smile on his face was a bit superficial.
Before coming, he investigated the Su family very clearly.
Apart from Su Changqing, the only person left in the Su family was Su Ruotong, Su Changqing's daughter.
Su Changqing himself admitted that he had not learned Mr.
Su's cooking skills.
When Mr.
Su died, Su Ruotong was only twelve years old and had no chance to inherit Mr.
Su's craftsmanship.
Even if the Su family restaurant survives the crisis this time, it will collapse in the future.
It is better to sell it early and still get some spare money.
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Unconsciously, the sky became a little dark.
Wu Ma walked in and said with a smile: "Boss Su, it's time to eat.
The lady has cooked sea cucumber with green onions for you."
"Oh" Su Changqing couldn't help being surprised.
His daughter really knows how to cook He just told Wu's mother that it was true that Su Ruotong had learned cooking from her grandfather, Mr.
Su, but Su Ruotong was only seven or eight years old when she started learning to cook, and she only studied for three years.
I can't stand it anymore.
Su Ruotong was kicked out of the door by Mr.
Su and cried all the way back to Su Changqing.
From then on, the two of them fought whenever they met.
Even when Mr.
Su died, Su Ruotong never called the old man grandpa.
As for what Su Ruotong learned while studying with Mr.
Su at that time, and to what extent, Su Changqing had no idea.
"Mr.
Tao, please stay for dinner."
Su Changqing invited.
Tao Xian did not refuse, agreed, and went out with Su Changqing.
Su Ruotong had already finished her meal in the kitchen and went upstairs to rest.
The person in charge of serving food was Wu Ma.
As soon as he walked out of the door, a refreshing aroma came from the restaurant, and even Su Changqing, who was always insensitive to food, sniffed involuntarily.
"What does this smell like?"
Tao Xian's eyes lit up and he asked, his back suddenly straightening, as if the weak and half-dead person just now was not him at all.
"Miss made noodles.
I saw that they tasted delicious, so I ordered one for each of the boss and husband."
Mother Wu replied.
By this time Su Ruotong had gone upstairs to rest.
Su Ruotong originally planned to make beef bone noodles for herself, and the roasted sea cucumber with green onions was an extra.
There was a lot of noodles left after she rolled out the noodles.
Wu Ma smelled the aroma of Su Ruotong cooking noodles with beef bone soup outside the door in the afternoon, and secretly swallowed for a long time, thinking that Su Changqing might not have tasted her daughter's craftsmanship, so she made her own decision.
I added this to my dinner.
The noodles on the left and right were rolled by Su Ruotong, and the beef bone soup was also processed by Su Ruotong.
The beef pieces in it were cooked and cut into cubes by Su Ruotong.
Even the vegetables were washed by Su Ruotong.
She was only responsible for cooking the noodles and adding the beef to the soup.
Just put it in with the boiled vegetables.
Su Changqing didn't expect Su Ruotong to have such ability, and felt a little proud in his heart.
Tao Xian and Su Changqing sat in the restaurant together.
On the table, in addition to two bowls of noodles cooked in beef bone broth, there were also two cups of steaming sea cucumbers and four plates of home-cooked dishes fried by Wu Ma.
Tao Xian washed her hands, sat at the dining table, folded up the cuffs of her shirt a little, picked up the soup bowl with beef noodles, and took a sip of the soup first.
He has a very sharp nose, and with just one sniff, he knows that only this bowl of noodles and that cup of sea cucumbers on the table can catch his eye.
As for the four home-cooked dishes made by Wu Ma, although the ingredients are good, the craftsmanship is far inferior. .
When eating noodles, the first sip of soup is very important.
From the taste of the soup, you can tell whether the person who made the noodles put their heart and soul into it.
At the same time, it is a sign of respect for the chef to taste the original noodle soup first.
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Su Changqing was not as careful as Tao Xian.
He was really hungry, so he took off his chopsticks and picked up a noodle and put it into his mouth.
Bite lightly, it's smooth, chewy, slightly sweet, and the rich wheat flavor explodes in Su Changqing's mouth.
Before he woke up, a whole stick of noodles was sucked into his mouth, and he started chewing it.
He even couldn't help but make a soft "squeaking" sound when he sucked the noodles.
Ever since he was a child, Su Changqing has never eaten such delicious noodles.
This noodles has a magical power that makes people want to stop eating.
Tao Xian's eyes widened when he tasted the soup.
The taste of this soup was really strange.
Influenced by Western food culture and Tao Xian's own well-developed taste buds, he can easily taste various complex flavors that ordinary people cannot distinguish.
In this soup, he first felt a freshness and mellowness.
There was not much salt, which just brought out the freshness and even made it a little sweet.
The next thing that comes is the fragrance of a little citrus blossom, and what comes to the mouth is the delicious taste of fine beef.
Combined with the sweetness of citrus, the deliciousness of the beef is taken to the next level.
In addition, the base taste is subtly added with a little bit of herbal bitterness that ordinary people can't taste, and a trace of spiciness that is hard to grasp and touch.
What a magical taste this is.
Tao Xian's eyes narrowed and he was speechless for a long time.
"Wu Ma, give me another bowl."
While Tao Xian was still tasting the soup, Su Changqing had already finished his portion of noodles in a hurry, put the bowl down, and shouted.
Tao Xian came back to his senses, looked at Su Changqing's empty noodle bowl, and couldn't help but shout something despicable in his heart.
"I'll add another bowl too."
Tao Xian was unwilling to be left behind.
"Dr.
Su, there's only a little noodles left.
It's hard to make up for one person."
Wu Ma was a little embarrassed.
She kept the little noodles because she wanted to make them for herself later.
Unexpectedly, Su Changqing and the guests After eating one bowl, I asked for another bowl.
"Give it to me.
I'm really hungry today."
Su Changqing ignored Tao Xian's eyes, touched his belly, and pretended to smile, "Mr.
Tao, please eat more.
Mother Wu's cooking is particularly good."
"Mr.
Su, please eat more vegetables and knead this noodle hard.
You are old, so pay attention to your health and don't eat too much hard food.
Aunt Wu, please give me that noodle."
Tao Xian and Su Changqing looked at each other like cockfighting cocks
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