I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

"thanks!"

Lin Xian took the cigarette and thanked him.

He seldom smokes on his own initiative, and only occasionally takes a few puffs when invited by others.

After taking a breath, Zhong Bo smiled and said, "Come and have a cup of tea and talk slowly!"

Lin Xian thought that Zhong Bo would make kung fu tea for them, but it turned out to be iced black tea.

Sitting on the high chair by the window, Uncle Zhong asked, "How did you know about Liao Jie?"

"Does Zhong Bo know Gao Jianxiang?" Lin Xian smiled and briefly explained the matter of the magic capital.

"Gao Jianxiang, I have a little impression, this young man seems to be working as a chef in the Northwest Building at the time."

Zhong Bo exhaled a smoke ring and said with a complicated expression: "Liangzi, do you want to eat yellow croaker in soup?"

"That's right!"

Lin Xian nodded solemnly.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhong smiled wryly: "A person like you who really understands food, every chef will not refuse your request. It's a pity that you came late. You came ten years earlier, and I can still make it for you."

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Can't you do it now?" Lin Xian asked in confusion.

"Now?"

Zhong Bo pouted towards Liao Jiennu and said with a sneer, "Now one is stupid and the other is useless."

Looking at his trembling hands, Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "Parkinson's syndrome?"

Zhong Bo nodded and said, "Yes! How can you cook with these hands, you can't even hold a knife? No one else can cook yellow croaker in soup?" Lin Xian frowned slightly.

In the description of the system task, it is for him to find Liao Jie, and to taste the authentic yellow croaker in the soup does not necessarily have to be made by Master Liao Jie.

Zhong Bo proudly said: "At that time, 36 official dishes were prepared by four chefs together, each of whom had nine dishes. Yellow croaker in soup was one of the nine dishes created by my Niu Pai ancestor. How could such a recipe be easily taught? To outsiders!"

"Official cuisine? Isn't it a full banquet?" Lin Xian was stunned and puzzled.

"whispering sound!"

Zhong Bo sneered and said, "It's not that I look down on the Manchus, but what do they know about cooking? The real Manchu and Han banquets are the official dishes cooked by the four chefs in Yangzhou back then. Qianlong went to Yangzhou, and after tasting it a few times, he never forgets it, so after returning to the palace, The Manchu and Han banquets were held. And those 36 official dishes were the 36 top dishes in the Manchu and Han banquets! As for the rest of the dishes, they were only added as extras, and there were enough 108 dishes to beg for auspiciousness."

"I see!"

Gain knowledge!

It turned out that the real Manchu and Han banquets turned out to be official dishes in Yangzhou.

Lin Xian didn't give up and continued to ask, "Then you don't have an apprentice? Yes!" Uncle Zhong nodded.

Lin Xian's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "Where?"

Zhong Bernun pouted and said with a smile, "Why don't you lie down there!"

Oh, the relationship between the two of you is not only the relationship between the boss and the employee, but also the teacher and apprentice!

Lin Xian's originally raised hope was instantly dashed.

Looking at Liao Jie, Lin Xian couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhong, what happened back then that made Master Liao Jie like this?"

"Hey, he is also a pitiful person. On the day of the competition, his daughter was kidnapped by traffickers, and her wife chased after him, but she died in a car accident. This kind of blow was too big for him!" Zhong Bo sighed.

"Then why did you sell the Jirui Building again?"

"Sell?"

Zhong Bo shook his head and said, "It's not selling, it's losing to others! Then why don't you continue to open a hotel?"

Lin Xian felt a little weird.

"Liangzi, it's not only the hotel that lost, but also the signboard of Jirui Building!"

Zhong Bo patted his shoulder, stood up and sighed, "Go back, there will be no real yellow croaker in soup!"

After all, Zhong Bo slowly walked out of the convenience store, leaving the three of them with a lonely back.

As things stand, the second ring seems to be stuck.

Because of Parkinson's syndrome, Zhong Bo has difficulty even lighting a cigarette, let alone cooking.

As for Master Liao Jie, because the blow was too great, he was almost abolished. Even if he can return to normal, it is hard to say whether he will be able to cook.

"Let's go!"

After sitting for a while, Lin Xian stood up, took Zhuang Tong's little hand, and slowly walked out of the convenience store.

The situation outside the street made him stunned for a moment.

The originally lively night market had closed for some time, and there was not a single figure in the entire street, and the silence was a bit scary.

The shops on both sides also closed their doors one after another, leaving only a row of street lamps, reflecting the dim yellow light.

After calling the hotel and instructing the driver to pick him up, the three walked towards the street.

"Mr. Lin, there are people behind us!" At this moment, Tang Ping suddenly reminded in a low voice.

"Not only in the back, but also in the front!"

I saw three tall black men walking out of the dark alley.

Chapter 28 Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken!

Three in front, two behind, five blacks in all.

And these five people are all tall and strong, the tallest one is 1.9 meters tall, and the T-shirts are held up high by a piece of muscle.

"robbery?"

Lin Xian sneered.

Since these three no blacks smuggled to Yangcheng, the crime rate has increased significantly, and robbery and harassment of women often occur.

Lin Xian did not expect that such a thing would happen to him on the second day after arriving in Yangcheng.

Tang Ping frowned and said: "Mr. Lin, it may not be as simple as a robbery. The black guy in the front is familiar. He seems to be one of the three no blacks that I reported a few days ago."