Originally, Su Qingluan heard the noise below and thought that if Manager Liang was worried, she should go down and take a look first.
After all, today is a holiday, and there is such a large prize rack on the first floor. If someone causes trouble, it would be bad if so many valuable prizes were bumped or scratched.
At first, Manager Liang didn't take what happened downstairs to heart. After all, he had been running the restaurant for so many years and had encountered many different kinds of strange customers. Usually, as long as the situation was not too serious, the waiters were very smart and could usually resolve it.
But after a while, the noise below did not disappear. Instead, a waiter ran up and muttered a few words to Manager Liang Erbi with a sad face.
The man's voice was very low, and due to the noise downstairs, Su Qingluan couldn't hear clearly what he was saying. She only saw that the man's expression was... hard to describe.
It wasn't like the anger of being disturbed, nor was it like the fear of someone dying the last time he met Lu San, but rather...
If I had to say it, it would be an expression similar to a toothache.
Shopkeeper Liang listened calmly at first, but after hearing a few words, his expression became like that of a toothache.
Su Qingluan was very curious about what had caused Shopkeeper Liang to have such an expression. Half out of curiosity, and half out of wanting to help a friend if needed, she approached him and asked, "Uncle Liang, is anyone causing trouble down there?"
Shopkeeper Liang clicked his tongue, as if he didn't know where to begin.
After a moment, he sighed: "If you say this person is looking for trouble, he is indeed very troublesome."
"Should we report this to the authorities?" Wasn't the magistrate of Lefeng County quite honest and upright? Su Qingluan thought to herself: Dong Mao, the man from Dong's Wraps who had done something bad to her family last time, is still in jail.
Shopkeeper Liang shook his head. "That's the most troublesome thing about this guy—legally, he hasn't done anything wrong. But if we let him do what he wants, we'll have no business with him."
"I just don't know what difficult problem this little ancestor will come up with today." He continued to shake his head and smile bitterly.
Su Qingluan, however, caught onto the unspoken meaning behind Shopkeeper Liang's words: "Today"? So this person had dealt with Shopkeeper Liang before? And judging by the tone of his words, Shopkeeper Liang had also been quite troubled by him before.
"Ah, it seems I have to go downstairs." Shopkeeper Liang shook his head. "Please help yourself, everyone. If you need anything, just ring the bell and someone will come in to serve you."
As he spoke, Shopkeeper Liang asked the clerk who came upstairs to deliver the message to lead the way, and he followed him downstairs. His face was no longer as rosy and smiling as before, and he looked very distressed.
Not long after Manager Liang left, the dishes ordered by their family began to arrive one after another.
Su Qingluan looked coldly at the first few plates of cold dishes served downstairs and on her own table. The plating was indeed much more exquisite. The points she had emphasized before had been greatly improved, at least from the dishes she had seen so far. Therefore, in terms of appearance, Hongfulou was much better than before.
At this time, a plate of roast chicken was served. This was the first hot dish served, so it attracted special attention.
The roasted chicken's skin was burnt and shiny, emitting bursts of marinated aroma. However, what surprised the Su family was not the roasted chicken itself, but the cucumber decoration around the outside of the plate.
"Hey, isn't this the cold dish Daya made earlier called 'Shrimp Cotton Cucumber'?" Yang looked at the cucumbers arranged in a circle and pointed at Su Guangfu in surprise, "Master, look, is this it?"
"Really?" Su Xueyan was also very surprised. "It's exactly the same as the cucumbers my sister cuts at home!"
"I thought only my sister knew how to cook this..." Su Xuanhe looked at the cucumber in surprise. "It really is a big restaurant, and the chef is really good."
Su Qingluan chuckled and said, "Is it possible that I, your elder sister, taught them how to make the straw raincoat cucumber?"
Su Qingluan also specifically instructed that when using shredded cucumbers as decorative lace, it is best to serve greasy meat dishes as the main course. This way, the shredded cucumbers can be used as decoration and as a side dish for the mussels, killing two birds with one stone.
Looking at the shiny roast chicken surrounded in the middle, Su Qingluan said that at least the cucumbers on this table were used just right.
We are all family members and we are in the side room, so there is no need to be restrained.
Yang first wiped her hands with a wet white cloth towel that each person had, and began to distribute the roasted chicken to the family members - Su Guangfu liked to eat chicken necks, Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan liked to eat chicken legs, Su Qingluan liked chicken wings, and Yang preferred the chicken breasts.
Very good, the family cooperated very closely and the whole chicken was arranged clearly.
Su Guangfu thoughtfully poured a glass of light green Bamboo Leaf Green Wine for his wife.
The three children were still underage, so Su Guangfu and Yang did not let them touch a drop of Bamboo Leaf Green tea and asked for fruit juice for them.
This was the first time Su Qingluan had eaten roast chicken since she traveled through time. After all, if you want to make roast chicken with crispy skin, tender meat, and juicy meat, a good oven is essential.
However, making a barbecue oven is not only troublesome, but roasting chicken also requires a lot of charcoal - that costs real money!
Hong Fu Lou is naturally not afraid, as one oven can produce many roast chickens and roast ducks, so the manufacturing cost of each one will be greatly reduced.
However, if the Su family makes the oven themselves, the production cost will inevitably increase. For the Su family, who have just entered a period of better life, this is still a bit of a luxury.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan gently took a bite of the brown and crispy shell of the chicken wing.
With a slight "crack" sound, the shiny crispy crust on the outside burst open, revealing the tender and slightly pink chicken underneath.
The chicken's broth is well wrapped in the shiny crispy skin, and it flows out with just a slight bite, making your mouth greasy.
Oh my god! This is the unique aroma of roast chicken!
Su Qingluan narrowed her eyes happily: "Ah! This is the joy of eating meat without having to cook it myself!"
Just when her soul was about to be elevated by the delicious roast chicken, the increasingly loud commotion downstairs forced her to return to the mortal world in an instant, and most of her good mood disappeared!
This is simply outrageous!
Su Qingluan lowered her head and looked over the railing to the downstairs: Who is so blind as to disturb a foodie who is enjoying delicious food!
But he saw Chef Xu Yuanwei holding a spatula and yelling at the person opposite him. The person opposite him looked unfamiliar, but judging from his figure, he should be a teenager. He was also pointing at Xu Yuanwei and saying something.
Shopkeeper Liang first bowed to the strange young man and said something, then turned around and said something to Chef Xu. It was obvious that he was mediating between the two sides.
"Daya," Su Guangfu, who had been silent the whole time, put down his wine glass. "We're not familiar with Boss Liang, but since you've said he's taken great care of you, please go down and see what's going on for me and your mother. If we can help, we'll do our best to offer some assistance."
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