At the beginning, Cheng Dagang could still eat some fresh food from the cooks.
But gradually, he discovered that the royal chefs in the palace were too rigid in cooking.
Many things are poor and exquisite, not as good as the bowl of wontons he eats on the street, which is naturally delicious.
So Cheng Dagang drove away the cook at home.
Taking Bai Shi to search for delicious food in various places, and then later, he even gave up his identity as a general.
From now on, Shuangshuang is the only one who won't feel bored after eating the food cooked by such a person.
This is enough to prove Mu Shuangshuang’s ability.
While Cheng Dagang was talking to Mr.
Bai, Mu Shuangshuang, Lu Yuanfeng and Xing Beichen happened to walk to the entrance of the courtyard.
Cheng Dagang rushed forward with an eager look on his face and asked Mu Shuangshuang directly: "Girl, what you made today tastes really good.
I ate one without the shell.
As for the shelled thing, please teach me how to eat it."
Mu Shuangshuang saw the attitude and charm that a foodie should have from Cheng Dagang's face.
"Senior Cheng, please wait for me for a while while I wash my hands."
Mu Shuangshuang smiled at Cheng Dagang, went into the stove room, fetched a basin of clean water, and washed her hands before she arrived at the table.
She took out one of the bamboo sticks placed on the table, and in front of Cheng Dagang, she took off the shell covering the snail.
Then insert a bamboo skewer into the snail meat and stir it gently.
The snail meat was dug out of the snail shell.
When Mu Shuangshuang makes snails, he removes the tail part of the prize snails, so the rest of the snails are clean and edible.
After watching Mu Shuangshuang's movements, Cheng Dagang imitated them.
Soon, I ate the first piece of snail meat.
Although the ingredients used for the snails in the shell are the same as those for stir-fried snails, the taste is still very different.
Stir-fried snails require heat and the skill of the cook.
As for the snails, you need a lot of condiments, such as garlic, peppers, five-spice buns, etc.
Just a piece of snail meat made Cheng Dagang almost fall in love with the taste.
While he was eating, he kept drooling and slurping.
After a few times, he ate some snail meat with the shells removed.
"Senior, since I have done a lot today, you can eat as much as you want," Mu Shuangshuang said with a smile.
"Then let's not wait any longer.
Eat quickly, eat quickly."
While Cheng Dagang called the others to join him, he speeded up and ate hard.
Yu Siniang and Mu Dashan finished what they were doing and started eating dinner.
After a meal, everyone was sweating profusely, but everyone felt very happy in their hearts.
Seeing that everyone was full and full, Mu Shuangshuang asked, "What do you think, if this dish can be taken to Chengfeng Restaurant to make a special dish?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked.
"Of course that's good, I'll be the first to support him," Cheng Dagang said in a very dignified manner.
"Me too, this stuff can't even be eaten in the capital," Xing Beichen also said.
Mu Shuangshuang looked at the remaining people again, and the three little kids gave Mu Shuangshuang a thumbs up.
Yu Siniang and Mu Dashan also nodded.
Finally, it’s Lu Yuanfeng, but you don’t need to guess what his opinion is.
"Shuangshuang, I won't say that you wasted your money and bought a bunch of useless pimples.
I'm afraid this thing will form a craze in the entire Daning Dynasty.
You have to keep the secret recipe secret.
Maybe after a while, many people will come to buy the secret recipe from you."
Xing Beichen said.
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The others listened to his words and laughed.
However, most people still think that what Xing Beichen said makes sense.
The next day, Mu Shuangshuang transported a bucket of snails that he had raised for three days to the town.
Ask the guys in the restaurant to help cut off the tails of the snails that have been blanched in water with scissors.
As a new dish, Mu Shuangshuang also thought of ways to promote it.
Every time when she was telling stories, many people would come to the restaurant.
Some people, after listening to the book, stayed in the restaurant to eat.
Today, she followed the same pattern and asked the guys to announce that she would add a scene to talk about Journey to the West this morning.
As soon as he said these words, the people around him began to help Mu Shuangshuang promote it.
Originally, the business of Chengfeng Restaurant had improved a lot since she came back.
Nowadays, Chengfeng Restaurant is full because of storytelling.
But right now, it’s not just a meal, these are nothing.
After the Chengfeng Restaurant was filled with people, Mu Shuangshuang stood in the stands and said to everyone: "I have some time today, so I will continue my speech."
After Mu Shuangshuang finished speaking, there was a burst of thunderous applause in the restaurant lobby.
At the same time, Xia Guagua, who received the news, also ordered the storyteller Mr.
Zhao he invited to tell stories in the stands.
Xia Guagua has been publicizing it for a long time, and many people nearby also know about it.
But when Mr.
Zhao stood in the stands, waiting for the audience to cheer, the ending was a bit unexpected.
All the guests went to Chengfeng Restaurant, and no one wanted to hear Mr.
Zhao's love story.
Even the men who were invited by Chef Ma Jun to show off their face slipped away quietly.
They all want to listen to the story of the female owner of Chengfeng Restaurant.
"Trash, useless trash" Xia Guagua stood at the door of her restaurant, looking at the lively scene opposite.
Looking at my restaurant again, it was deserted.
Ma Jun said: "Master, don't be angry.
It's not dinner time yet.
When the meal arrives later, everyone will be rescued immediately."
"Humph, this is what you said.
If no one comes, you, the man in charge, will stop doing it," Xia Guagua scolded mercilessly.
Ma Jun smiled apologetically, with a smile on his face, but in his heart he greeted Xia Guagua's eight generations of ancestors.
"You said yes, I am responsible" "That's it, he didn't attract any customers.
This is the good storyteller you invited."
Xia Guagua pointed the finger at Mr.
Zhao.
The people in the stands were a little uncomfortable because the audience was not here.
Now after listening to Xia Guagua’s sarcastic words, I feel even more ashamed.
Mr.
Zhao originally wanted to quit, but Ma Jun stood up.
"My boss, I don't blame Mr.
Zhao for this matter.
In fact, it was the girl's story that was told before Mr.
Zhao.
After hearing her first story, I thought that I must listen to the second one.
If Mr.
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Zhao was the storyteller here in the beginning, then everyone in Qingshan Town would definitely want to listen to Mr.
Zhao's storyteller, and that dead girl wouldn't have anything to do with it.
In my opinion, you might as well give Mr.
Zhao more time and let him speak a few more times.
When everyone saw someone telling stories here, they followed him in."
Because of Ma Jun's words, Mr.
Zhao became a joke in the entire storybook world.
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
He became the only storyteller who spoke to the air: