Chapter 61 Chapter 61 The waves stirred up secretly. (Second update...
Ping Ge stared around blankly because in just a few moments, three people came to Lin Sen, paid and ordered roast goose and crab meat rice.
Even the two people at the table in front of him were discussing whether they could share a portion to try, and there was no lack of confidence in their words.
The more Pingge thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed. He couldn't help but interrupt, "Sir, the food sold in this foot shop costs 288 coins per serving!"
He emphasized the "two hundred and eighty-eight wen" as a reminder. After all, in a typical restaurant or inn, two or three hundred wen was enough to buy two or three hot dishes and a pot of decent wine, enough for two or three people.
Furthermore, when Ping Ge'er entered the store, he noticed the portraits on the wall and knew that the cheapest rice bowl was only nine cents.
How could such a lowly shoe shop dare to charge a high price of 288 Wen? It was simply unbelievable to Brother Ping!
The two diners were stunned for a moment, then chuckled. One of them looked Ping up and down for a moment, then said with a smile, "Is this your first time at Linzhiji?"
"yes."
"That's normal." The diner didn't intend to explain further, but pointed to the menu. "Here, just pick something and try it. You'll naturally become interested later."
After saying that, the two ignored Ping Ge'er and decided after a brief discussion. They also asked Lin Sen to order one.
Ping'er looked even more bewildered, but at least he remembered his mission. Remembering Chef Zhou's request for a roast duck and two or three other dishes, he hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and saying, "Well, Lin, Shopkeeper Lin, I'd like to order a roast duck, a crab roe rice bowl, and a diced eggplant and pork stew rice bowl to take away tomorrow."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Lin Sen responded with a smile, paid the bill for the customer in front first, and then looked up at Ping Ge'er.
He was stunned for a moment, secretly feeling that the young man in front of him looked familiar. But when Lin Sen thought about it, he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, and he couldn't help but murmur.
Could it be a new customer? But a new customer ordered both roast duck and crab rice? That's really strange.
Lin Sen thought for a moment and examined himself strictly. As a businessman who runs a shop, how could he not remember the appearance of his old customers?
Lin Sen glanced at him again out of the corner of his eye, but unfortunately he didn't pay much attention to the waiter next to him in Juyou Building yesterday. In addition, Ping Ge'er changed into his daily cloth clothes today, so he still couldn't remember where he had seen him.
Lin Sen was troubled, but he wore a smile on his face. While collecting money and writing the bill, he said with a smile that his family could provide takeout service: "Would you like us to deliver it to your door?"
Ping Ge'er felt guilty and quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I'll come get it tomorrow."
"Okay, then, here's your receipt." Lin Sen readily agreed, then said, "To ensure the food is delicious, we prepare takeout orders uniformly. Your order will be prepared after you arrive at the restaurant. You can pick up your meal with your order. Please be sure to bring your order with you tomorrow."
Pingge responded and turned to leave. When he returned to Juyoulou, he reported the matter to Chef Zhou.
Chef Zhou was surprised to hear this: "Such a small shop actually sells crab rice for 288 wen? And people are scrambling to buy it?"
Fearing that Chef Zhou would blame him, Ping Geer explained, "Chef Zhou doesn't know that within that short period of time, three or four people had already made reservations in the shop."
"The rest of the people didn't react much either." Looking back now, Ping Ge'er found it incredible. He hesitated for a moment and said, "It's just like, just like it's normal for their family to be richer."
Chef Zhou was stunned and confused. He looked at the roast duck, which cost 80 wen per jin, and thought it was a bargain. However, his eyes shifted downwards to another item: "Diced eggplant and pork stew with rice? What is this...wait? Nine wen!?"
"Yes, yes," Ping Ge'er explained hurriedly, "This shop makes a dish called rice topped with gravy. I took a look around the shop and saw that they just put the vegetables directly on the rice, and also served it with pickles and soup."
"Nine wen is the cheapest, but there are also sixteen wen and even sixty-eight wen."
"In addition, they seem to sell Chongyang cakes, and they even sell them with other things." This is what Ping Ge'er heard from the shop. When he was ordering food, someone asked Lin Sen how much duck blood rice noodle soup would cost starting tomorrow. It can't be sold together with Chongyang cakes.
“Ah, this is also scheduled.”
"Duck blood rice noodle soup? What is this? Duck offal soup?" Chef Zhou listened with a frown on his face.
If you only look at the nine-cent rice bowl, you can be sure that this shop is targeting the lower-class people, but sixty-eight cents is already the middle price of a single-person set meal in an ordinary restaurant.
As for the price of crab rice, needless to say, ordinary shops would not dare to offer this price for a single set meal.
After a while, Chef Zhou couldn't help but sigh, "What a weird shop..."
Brother Ping agreed with this, isn’t it?
Chef Zhou thought for a moment and said, "When you go tomorrow, I'll add another dish worth 68 wen and send it along."
From the cheapest to the most expensive, to the new and popular ones, these four dishes are enough to show the level of this shop.
Pingge'er agreed and went to get the food himself the next day. He carried the heavy food box and teapot in both hands, and after getting off the donkey cart, he entered the shop through the back door and carried the food into the backyard of Juyoulou, but he never thought that his actions were being observed by everyone.
Ping carried the food box to a corner of the kitchen and then went to ask Cui and Zhou to come in. They came over and carefully examined the food box in front of them.
Unlike the food boxes used in Juyoulou, those were all custom-made in carpentry shops, with detailed regulations on everything from the material to the appearance and even the patterns on them.
The food box in front of him was clean and simple, so plain that one could tell at a glance that it was a common item.
Chef Zhou stepped forward and opened the lid of the food box. Two tempting dishes were revealed in front of the three people: diced eggplant with pork and stir-fried lamb with green onions, in addition to two bowls of rice.
The former has a rich sauce and is delicious, while the latter is bright in color and full of onion fragrance.
Just by looking at the appearance, Cui the chef and Zhou the chef looked at each other with surprise, not to mention the ignorant Ping Ge'er, who couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
He felt a little regretful. He should have stopped trying to save money and just had a bowl of food there before coming back.
Chef Zhou was stunned for a moment, then lifted the second layer. This time, what appeared in front of everyone was crab roe rice. The aroma of crab and the golden crab roe made everyone stare at it.
It took Chef Zhou a long time to look at the other food. Next to the crab rice were three side dishes to cleanse the mouth, and there was also a peculiar crispy food that looked like a clamp.
"This is..." Chef Zhou suddenly remembered what Brother Ping said that day when he heard the girl say that the gold and silver clips on their fresh mackerel were not sealed, and the delicious soup inside was lost.
If it's sealed, it will look like this, right? Thinking of this, Chef Zhou couldn't help but secretly glance at Chef Cui. Seeing that Chef Cui didn't say anything, she continued to open the food box.
On the bottom layer is a whole roast duck, lying on the plate, with its crispy skin having an oily luster and emitting a wonderful aroma.
Chef Zhou placed all the dishes on the table. He stared at the tempting dishes, which made him drool. He fell silent for a moment, dumbfounded. "Foot shop? Foot shop! You told me this is from a foot shop?"
The room was quiet until a loud grunt broke the silence.
The eyes of Chef Cui and Chef Zhou moved, and their gazes fell on Ping Ge'er, whose face was flushed. He had just run two times and his stomach was already empty. How could he resist such an aroma?
Ping'er's face flushed to the roots of his ears, and he couldn't help but lower his head. Seeing this, Cui the cook smiled and said, "Try it first."
After saying that, she took out wooden chopsticks and tasted them one by one.
Cook Cui took two or three bites of each dish, calling for Brother Ping to pour two bowls of ginger tea to clear his mouth. Her face was serious. After tasting the roast duck, she silently placed her chopsticks on the table and asked, "...Are you sure that was the girl who cooked?"
Ping Ge'er shook his head and said, "Reporting to Madam Cui, I haven't been able to go into the kitchen to check, so I'm not sure. However, when I was in the shop, I only saw the couple entertaining guests. Only the young lady was busy in the kitchen and never came out."
When Cook Cui heard this, she was already 70% certain. After all, the name of the shop was Linzhiji. This was exactly what Lin Sen and his wife had thought at the time. Only if Linzhi himself ran the shop could he be so confident and put his own name on it.
But thinking about Lin Zhi's age that Chef Zhou mentioned, Chef Cui couldn't help but gasp in amazement: "At such a young age, with such skills, it's really... hard to imagine."
"That contact thing."
"...Let me think about it." Cui sighed again and instructed Zhou: "Don't contact them without my permission."
Chef Zhou hesitated to speak: "Mrs. Cui."
Cui the cook stopped him and said to Ping'er, "You don't have to be on duty this afternoon. Go back and rest. You can take all the food back with you."
Ping Ge'er was stunned at first, but then he was overjoyed. He quickly agreed, and after Cui and Zhou left, he packed several dishes into boxes, ready to take home and share with his family.
Even Ping Ge'er was reluctant to spend 288 wen on the crab meat rice bowl, but he could still spend 9 wen or 68 wen on the rice bowl... He could still take his family there to enjoy it often!
Ping Ge'er went out happily, but he was stopped after a few steps. Ping Ge'er looked carefully and said hesitantly, "Brother Lu."
The man in charge, Brother Lu, is also from Juyoulou, but he is not the waiter in the front, but a helper in the warehouse who is responsible for the loading and unloading of goods.
Lu took two steps forward, stopping only in front of Ping'er. He was tall and strong, enough to cast a shadow over Ping'er, not to mention his arms that were as thick as Ping'er's thighs.
With such capital, Brother Lu is notoriously domineering, and people including Brother Ping try to stay away from him if possible.
When Ping Ge'er was trembling with fear, he saw Lu Ge grabbing him and saying, "Hey, where did you go just now?"
"Huh? Uh, no, I didn't go..."
"Then where's that lunch box you're holding from?" Brother Lu sneered. "I asked your companions. You were on duty today, but you only worked half a day before suddenly leaving. So what did Chef Zhou ask you to do?"
"This, this, no, it's not." Seeing Brother Lu's fist coming at him, Ping Ge was so scared that his legs were shaking. He explained the whole story with a sad face.
Hearing this, Brother Lu snatched the food box and kicked Brother Ping on the leg: "Get lost! Keep your mouth shut! Don't let anyone know about this!"
Brother Ping was so scared that he ran away, while Brother Lu carried the things, walked around twice and entered a yard.
As he entered the courtyard, he seemed like a different person. Brother Lu walked straight to the locked door of the main hall, bent over, and showed a flattering smile on his face: "Chef Tang, it's me, Xiao Lu is here."
After a moment, the door creaked open.
Brother Lu bent over, lowered his head, walked into the house, put the food box on the table, and recounted what Brother Ping had said.
The soup chef came forward with his hands behind his back, opened the lid of the food box expressionlessly, and scanned the several touched dishes in front of him with cold eyes.
He picked up the chopsticks and tasted a little, and immediately a rage called jealousy swept over his heart.
Juyou Building, ah Juyou Building, it is in his pocket, and he will not allow anyone to interfere at this moment.
"Do you know where this shop is?"
"It's on the street in front of the Dali Temple."
"Tsk, it just happens to be in front of the Dali Temple." Chef Tang had a gloomy face and was in a bad mood. It was not the first time that Chef Cui had taken a fancy to someone. In the past, it was enough to make Brother Lu and his brothers quarrel once or twice.
However, Dali Temple Front Street was a tricky place. Chef Tang squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "I remember Xie San Mutton Restaurant was on that street?"
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