Chapter 249 The Picky Guest
At this time, the shopkeeper and Cheng Lesheng came to the kitchen: "Miss Wen, the Song family's guests have expired. Can you serve the dishes?"
Wen Zhenyi looked at the time and realized that it was too late to make another dish, "Magpie Climbing the Branch". Fortunately, there was broth today, so she changed the dish to "Chrysanthemum Tofu in Broth".
"I might have to change the dish."
Cheng Lesheng nodded: "Just do as you see fit."
Wen Zhenyi took out the tofu, cut it into cubes of the same size, and asked the waiter to help bring a white cup.
Chef Zhang and the others only saw Wen Zhenyi holding the knife and cutting the tofu at an extremely fast speed, which dazzled them.
The most amazing thing is that all the tofu has turned into thin threads but has not broken, and she placed them in cups and bowls.
She took out the broth, filtered it to make it clear, and poured it along the edge of the cup. The tofu inside spread out with the golden broth, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Sprinkle some salt in it, garnish it with a wolfberry, and steam it in a steamer for half a cup of tea.
Chef Zhang and the others were completely stunned. He couldn't do this. Not to mention him, I'm afraid there wasn't any other chef in the entire An County who had such knife skills.
Wen Zhenyi picked out pieces of stewed beef with tangerine peel, arranged them in square shapes on a plate, sprinkled some orange tangerine peel on top, and decorated them with vegetables.
Pour a ladle of the broth over the top of the beef.
The plate depicts a fruit tree full of persimmons, and next to it is a house built with tree branches.
The small tomatoes are decorated with vegetable leaves and flower plates, which looks very festive.
The same goes for the dish of having many children and grandchildren: a small tree with a butterfly carved out of vegetables resting on it, looking lifelike.
There are some vegetable leaves scattered on the ground, like a green field.
Chef Zhang now knows what plating is. These are not just for eating, but can be treated as works of art for people to appreciate.
The waiter brought the dishes one by one to the private room upstairs.
Wen Zhenyi put the last dish into the winter melon pot, and the banquet was over. "Chef Zhang, the last dish is the kudzu rice stewed with peach gum. You can serve it after the guests have finished eating."
"Okay, I'll remember that."
Wen Zhen began to pack up his things and prepare to leave.
Cheng Lesheng walked down with a bad look on his face: "Miss Wen."
Wen Zhenyi stopped what he was doing and walked over to him: "What's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"
"They asked you to go up there once."
"There's trouble."
"Don't take anything they say to heart. They're just picky people."
"Let's go up and take a look."
Wen Zhenyi and Cheng Lesheng went upstairs to the private room together.
The waiter knocked on the door.
Master Song's voice came from inside: "Come in."
Wen Zhenyi couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, so he didn't care too much.
After she entered, she could easily tell who Mr. and Mrs. Song were: "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song."
Mr. Song smiled and said, "Miss Wen, you've worked hard to prepare a meal for us today, but I don't know what these dishes are called. Why don't you introduce them to us?"
Wen Zhenyi looked at the food on the table and saw that they had not yet started eating, so he introduced the dishes one by one.
Mrs. Song smiled at the side, feeling festive just hearing the names of the dishes: "It's really hard for you to prepare them so attentively for us."
"Tsk, these are just some common ingredients, how delicious can they be?"
"That's right. I've heard people praising her to the skies all along the way, but seeing the dishes, I'm really disappointed."
"It's really disappointing. These are all ingredients that are not up to standard." A woman about the same age as Mrs. Song said, "Mother-in-law, you have been deceived, right?"
Mrs. Song's smile was a little weak, not because of the dishes, but because of what these people said: "Miss Wen's cooking skills are well-known, why don't we try it before making a final decision."
The other woman also smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it looks very delicate."
"I've never seen the world."
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became awkward.
Wen Zhenyi now knew who belonged to whom, and she curled her lips slightly. "Whether food is delicious or not depends not only on the ingredients, but also on the cooking method. You haven't even tasted it, so how can you tell if it's worth the price?"
"You are just a little cook, how can you have the right to speak here?" A man scolded Wen Zhenyi angrily.
Cheng Lesheng stood in front of Wen Zhenyi and said, "Master Li, why don't you try it first? If you are not satisfied, I will double the compensation to Master Song."
Mr. Song looked at Cheng Lesheng. He knew that his daughter's in-laws were picky, but he didn't expect that they would not give him any face at all: "Yes, father-in-law, why not give it a try."
"I don't eat these cheap things."
Wen Zhenyi pulled Cheng Lesheng away and said, "It's just right that you don't want to eat. Don't waste my cooking skills." Then he said to the waiter next to him, "Pull the food off the table. Everyone will eat later. This meal is on me."
The waiter looked at everyone in the private room with an embarrassed look on his face.
Mr. Song felt embarrassed and looked at Mr. Li: "Father-in-law, why don't you try it before making a decision?"
Master Li snorted coldly, "We came all the way here, and you treat us to such cheap food. It seems you don't want to get married anymore."
Mr. Song's anger also rose: "Mr. Li, what do you mean?"
"Isn't it? If you really have no intention of marrying into our family, cancel it now and don't delay my son."
Upon hearing this, Master Song became furious and slammed his hand on the table. "Master Li, ever since we married into your family, you've been targeting us and finding fault with us. We didn't bother with you because we hoped you would treat my daughter well in the future. Judging from your attitude today, I don't think my daughter would be happy if she married him. It's better not to marry him."
Mr. Li and his family also looked unhappy. They pointed at Mr. Song and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and sort out the betrothal list. You return it to me in detail, and we will cancel the engagement."
"Release it if you want."
Mr. Li and the others all stood up, angrily threw their sleeves and slammed the door and left.
Wen Zhenyi and Cheng Lesheng were a little embarrassed at this time. They didn't know whether to leave or not.
Mr. Song looked at the other family, then at the two of them: "I'm really sorry for today."
Cheng Lesheng smiled and shook his head: "Uncle Song, it's really awkward for you to say that."
Mrs. Song looked at Wen Zhenyi and smiled apologetically: "Miss Wen, I am really sorry for what happened today and for causing you to be innocently implicated."
Wen Zhenyi didn't care: "It's okay, it's just that this banquet..."
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