Butler Zhong was afraid that Xie Yunjiao's origins were unknown and she would destroy Yueman Tower.
"There's no time. If that person was sent by the old lady, he would definitely make a big fuss about this matter.
If I can't even manage a small Yue Man Lou, I'm afraid the old lady will send me to some remote mountain village this time." Zhong Wanshan approached Butler Zhong and whispered.
Butler Zhong was the only one who stood on his side, and he would tell Butler Zhong everything.
He started out as a poor boy, but after years of hard work, he became the son-in-law of the Yang family. He also managed to run Yuemanlou in his hometown of Qinghe Town.
The business was booming and he was just about to take credit to the old lady, but suddenly the chef fell seriously ill.
If he can’t even make a bowl of fried rice now, how can he hold his head up in front of the old lady in the future?
"Go prepare it, and I'll go in with you. If it's good, I'll let you serve it to the guests for a try. If not, forget it."
"Don't worry, Master Zhong. Since you trust me, I will definitely not let you down."
When Xie Yunjiao entered the kitchen, everyone in the kitchen was stunned for a moment, and for a moment they couldn't figure out why she came in.
"Miss, this is the kitchen, and you can't come in casually. Please go out." Someone looked at Xie Yunjiao and said.
His surname is Zheng and he is the second chef of Yuemanlou.
Now that the chef is ill and gone, he is the most likely person to take his place.
Although the owner of Yuemanlou has not been announced yet, everyone regards him as the chef and has to listen to him in everything in the kitchen.
Seeing someone invading his territory, he immediately became alert.
"Everyone, this girl is here to help make fried rice. Please cooperate with her." said Butler Zhong.
Zhong Wanshan stood by and watched. Although Master Zheng felt uncomfortable, he didn't dare to show it too obviously.
"Where's the rice? What kind of rice do you use for fried rice?"
"Of course the rice is in the pot." Master Zheng glanced at Xie Yunjiao with disdain. Isn't this question nonsense?
"No, the rice in here is too soft and all stuck together, and the taste is not good." Xie Yunjiao opened the lid of the pot, took a look, and shook her head.
“The soul of fried rice is naturally rice. If the rice doesn’t taste good, you can’t make a good fried rice.”
"What do you, a woman, know?" Master Zheng snorted coldly, not agreeing.
He has worked in the kitchen for so many years, from being a kitchen helper to being the second chef now, but this is the first time he has heard such words.
The rice can be different, as long as the ingredients are good, the fried rice will naturally not be bad.
"What are you doing?" Master Zheng felt uncomfortable when he saw Xie Yunjiao rummaging through the drawers in his territory.
The intruder really didn't take him seriously.
"Cooking."
Xie Yunjiao washed the rice and cooked it herself. She also cooked a portion of glutinous rice.
As soon as the rice was cooked, she poured it out and asked everyone to use fans to cool it down.
It was the first time that Butler Zhong saw someone go to such lengths to cook a meal. He was just about to speak up and persuade Zhong Wanshan to avoid wasting time and offending the guests.
But when he turned around, he saw Zhong Wanshan looking at Xie Yunjiao with interest, as if he was watching something interesting.
"Master..." Butler Zhong called softly.
Zhong Wanshan raised his hand: "Don't bother her, I think this can be done."
This was not the first time he had seen someone prepare fried rice this way. In order to survive, he had worked as a kitchen helper at Yuemanlou in the capital and learned how to do it.
There is a very good chef at Yue Man Lou in Beijing. When making fried rice, he cooks the rice and then cools it down immediately, striving to make the rice grains distinct.
But this happened so long ago that he had forgotten about it.
Now that he saw Xie Yunjiao doing this, he remembered.
It's quite interesting. I didn't expect that this girl, who looks so young, can do this.
Xie Yunjiao asked someone to cool down the two kinds of rice together while she prepared the dishes on the side.
The knife fell with no hesitation.
Those who looked down on her at first were stunned by her performance. Her knife skills were even better than those of the chef who was sick before.
Unexpectedly, Xie Yunjiao looks clumsy, but her actions are very decisive.
“Hmph…”
Suddenly, the bamboo basket that Xie Yunjiao placed aside made a strange noise. Before anyone could react, the bamboo basket fell over and two pink piglets ran out of it.
"Where did this pig come from!" Master Zheng's angry roar echoed throughout the kitchen of Yueman Building.
It’s no wonder that Master Zheng was so angry, just because one of the little pigs climbed onto his shoes and urinated on his new shoes.
He bought these shoes to celebrate his upcoming career as a chef, but before he had a chance to show off, he was peed on them. How could he not be angry?
He picked up the knife and prepared to make the pig into a roast suckling pig!
"It's my pig. I'm sorry, the pig is still young and doesn't understand."
Xie Yunjiao ran over and picked up the piglet: "Little guy, if you don't want to be made into a roast suckling pig, you have to be obedient."
The piglet hummed twice, not sure if he really understood.
Bullshit, what's the point of a pig being so small?! It's clearly a deliberate attempt to intimidate him!
Master Zheng gritted his teeth and stared at the piglet, wishing he could tear it apart and eat it immediately.
Xie Yunjiao grabbed another one, and the two piglets were sandwiched between her left arm and body.
She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, the piglet would become a dead soul under the knife of the angry Master Zheng.
"You are so naughty!"
Xie Yunjiao knocked on the piglet's head and said, "Master Zhong, please help me look after my pig."
Without waiting for Zhong Wanshan's consent, she stuffed the piglet into Zhong Wanshan's arms.
Butler Zhong was shocked. He thought that Xie Yunjiao must have gone crazy. She actually stuffed the pig into the master's arms. You know, the master likes to keep his mouth clean and would never allow these beasts to climb on him.
"Master, give me the pig."
"It's okay." Zhong Wanshan waved his hand and looked at the two little pigs struggling in his arms.
"And cute."
Boom! It was like a bolt from the blue!
The master must be possessed by evil spirits. How could he think these two beasts were cute?
On the other side, Xie Yunjiao had already started frying rice.
Pour oil, fry eggs, add the rice and glutinous rice mixture, stir the spoon... all in one go.
Finally, she added some shredded seaweed, and a golden and fragrant fried rice was ready.
I gave it to Zhong Wanshan to try first. After taking a bite, he clapped his hands in admiration.
Master Zheng, who had been careless from the beginning and didn't take Xie Yunjiao seriously at all, was stunned.
Look at Xie Yunjiao, she is holding a pig in one hand, she is as fat as a pig, and her clothes are ugly, how can she make such amazing fried rice?
"Boss, can you let me have a taste too?"
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