Chapter 20 Eating Peking Duck
Yue Ning called out, "Grandpa!"
Yue Baohua came back to his senses when he heard his granddaughter's voice and saw Ningning and Qiao Junxian standing side by side. Did they go out just now?
Yue Ning saw the confusion in his grandfather's eyes and explained, "I was sending a letter to Uncle Mo, and I happened to meet Qiao Junxian, so we went out for a walk together."
"Oh!" Yue Baohua responded casually, but his mind was not on it.
Qiao Junxian saw that Yue Baohua was worried, but since he was an outsider, it was inconvenient for him to ask more questions, so he said, "Uncle Hua, Yue Ning, I'm going back to my room first. Good night!"
"Good night!" the grandparents and grandchildren responded one after another.
Qiao Junxian opened the door and entered the room. Yue Ning asked Yue Baohua: "Grandpa, is there something wrong?"
Yue Baohua forced a smile: "It's just a small matter, I have already arranged it."
"Grandpa, is it inconvenient for you to tell me?" Yue Ning asked.
This sentence touched Yue Baohua's heart. He had always made his own decisions on the affairs of Baohua Building, and he never needed to discuss with others, nor did he have the habit of discussing. Now that he had a granddaughter, Baohua Building would be hers sooner or later. Even though Ningning was still young and did not have the ability to handle these things, he should talk to her, take her with him, and teach her.
"How could that be?" Yue Baohua took out the key, "Come in, let's sit down and talk."
The grandparents and grandchildren entered the room. Yue Baohua sat down and picked up the phone: "Ningning, can I order you a cup of hot milk?"
"good."
Yue Baohua took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket, looked up and saw his granddaughter, then put the cigarette case and lighter on the desk and said, "This is what happened..."
When it came time to really start telling the story, Yue Baohua realized he had to start from the beginning, so he simply started from when Ding Shengqiang lost money in gambling, and talked about how Lou Jiafu was instigated by Ding Shengqiang to go to Shenghualou, and he entrusted Baohualou to his fourth apprentice Meng Yousong, who was honest but had mediocre skills.
At this time, the waiter knocked on the door. Yue Ning went to open the door and took the bottle of warm milk brought by the waiter.
After the waiter left, Yue Baohua continued, "During the dinner today, a customer ate adhesive tape in his dish."
"Tape?"
"It's the kind of tape you use to cover a cut." Yue Baohua went on to say, "The customer started making a scene right there, but no one from the chef to the waiter had a hand injury, and no one used tape. Your uncle Song tried to explain to the customer that the tape wasn't from our store, but the customer didn't listen and even beat him up."
"This is obviously a despicable move by Shenghualou, right?" Yue Ning asked, "Was Uncle Song beaten badly?"
"No bones were broken, just bruised and battered." Yue Baohua said worriedly, "They knew that Asong was honest, so they took advantage of my absence to play dirty tricks."
"So Uncle Asong will still be in Baohualou tomorrow, and Baohualou will still be open for business as usual?" Yue Ning asked.
Yue Baohua nodded: "A Song said he is fine."
"Grandpa, let Uncle Asong go to the hospital immediately." Yue Ning smiled slightly.
"Your uncle Song is in the hospital. Your uncles Wei and Ming can't keep Baohualou going. Baohualou will be in chaos. Won't it drive away all the old customers? Just hold on for a few days and I'll be back."
"What if they cause trouble again tomorrow and come to beat up Uncle Song again? Do they have to wait until Uncle Song's two ribs are broken?" Yue Ning asked back.
Yue Baohua stood up and poured himself a glass of water, leaning against the desk and said, "Ningning, what is Mong Kok? It is prosperous because of the prosperity of the Kowloon Pier. People who come and go are all people who make a living at the pier, and it is a mixed bag. How can I do business with these people without some backers? I have called a friend and asked him to arrange a few people to come over."
"Don't! How uncomfortable will Ding Shengqiang feel if you do this? Besides, Uncle Asong is an honest man, and Ding Shengqiang and Lou Jiafu are his senior brothers. They are just taking advantage of your absence to cause trouble. Suppose they invite a loud-mouthed aunt to eat tomorrow, and find a cockroach in our dish. If the aunt doesn't beat us up, she will make a scene in the store and yell everywhere. What can Uncle Asong do to her? The people you invited can at most throw her out, but that won't solve the fundamental problem, right?" Yue Ning picked up the milk on the table, opened the sealing paper on the glass bottle, and took a sip. The milk tasted mellow.
Yue Baohua put down the teacup, his hand touched the cigarette box and he picked it up.
"You can smoke if you want to. When the members' meeting is held, a bunch of old smokers gather together and the air is filled with smoke," said Yue Ning.
Yue Baohua took a cigarette out of the cigarette box, walked to the window, opened it, stood by the window, lit the cigarette, took a puff and said, "It's only for ten days or half a month."
Yue Ning raised his head and drank the milk in one gulp. He said, "Grandpa, Ding Shengqiang and Lou Jiafu are not very good people, but they are smart and have good cooking skills. They will definitely make trouble for Uncle Song while you are away, and even seriously damage Baohualou. And you also said why Lou Jiafu went to Ding Shengqiang. He felt that my father was gone, and you only had me, your granddaughter who grew up in the northwest, so there was no hope for Baohualou. Then follow their wishes and let them think that you are no longer interested in running the restaurant."
There was still milk stain on the granddaughter's mouth, but her eyes were full of calculation. Yue Baohua's mind flashed back to the scene in the department store just now. This child knew how to take advantage of the situation, so he asked: "Then tell me what to do?"
"Let Uncle Song go to the hospital and tell everyone that he suddenly vomited while sleeping in the middle of the night. He might have had a concussion. He needs a thorough checkup. Baohualou will be closed until you return and reopen it." Yue Ning raised an eyebrow. "Do you know anyone from the newspaper or TV station?"
Yue Baohua didn't understand what she meant at first: "I don't know him."
"Has Baohua Building ever been on TV?"
Yue Ning didn't understand the media situation of this era. In her previous life, when she launched a new product, it would inevitably be accompanied by a war of words, and it had to be hyped up on the hot search, becoming extremely popular, and occasionally even becoming extremely popular.
"Even if we don't advertise our restaurant, customers are always lining up. People from a TV station wanted to come and film a program. There is a column that introduces restaurants in Hong Kong. They want to pay for free food. They asked several times, but I refused. Recently, they have been praising Shenghualou to the skies." Yue Baohua shook his head. "Ding Shengqiang doesn't think about how to cook properly, but wants to take crooked paths."
"Then we don't need to do anything. I guess our Baohua Building will be on TV tonight, and they will definitely say that our hygiene conditions are poor. They will definitely make a big fuss about it."
Yue Baohua never dealt with TV stations. If his granddaughter hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought of this. He took a deep puff of his cigarette. He was thousands of miles away and couldn't go back!
"Grandpa, don't worry, just let them spread the word. Don't you have those friends? Let's pay and get more people to eat at Shenghualou. While eating, tell them about how Ding Sheng robbed your fish and other unscrupulous means to steal your business, and then tell them about the tape thrown into our dishes. Let them say that if the tape really fell from the hands of Baohualou, it would not be a big deal. After all, Baohualou will definitely rectify this matter after such a thing happened. But if the tape did not fall from the hands of Baohualou, that would be a real problem. This proves that someone is targeting Baohualou. Today it's tape, tomorrow it's cockroaches, and the day after tomorrow it might be dead rats. Who knows what we will eat in the future?"
Yue Baohua thought her granddaughter's idea was a bit childish, so she shook her head and said, "The TV station has a great influence, and everyone in Hong Kong will know about it. What effect can such a small fight have? Besides, diners come to eat, not to solve cases."
"The bigger the fire they have over there, the better. All I want is a tiny spark like this."
"This will hurt the enemy by 800 and our own by 1,000. If we do this, Baohualou will really have no customers."
"The customers are all here! Ding Shengqiang will definitely take this opportunity to organize buy one get one free and discount promotions to attract customers. Except for a few old customers who have to have you, but your old customers know that you are back to see me, and they probably won't go to eat. Others will not go to Baohualou, so they will naturally go to Shenghualou. Aren't people all there?" Yue Ning snorted and laughed, rolling his eyes, "When we go back, the heat will definitely still be there, and we will also invite people from the TV station. You will be sad and helpless to smash the glass of Shenghualou, accusing them of framing Baohualou and injuring Uncle Asong while you are away. With all the foreshadowing above, whether there is evidence or not, they can't clear themselves from this matter."
"They don't care whether the money can be laundered or not. How can the money of the stackers be clean? They just want to steal customers and ruin Baohua Building. Ding Shengqiang hates me for being cruel and not helping him pay back the money." Yue Baohua had long seen through this apprentice.
"This ungrateful bastard." Yue Ning laughed. "He's using low prices to steal your customers. Let's go back and let him know that older ginger is spicier and younger peppers are spicier. We'll lower the price of the fish soup to the same level as theirs, and introduce a few new dishes. It won't take much to win back these customers. During this time, just think of him as helping us take care of our customers."
Lou Jiafu left, and he came back. Baohualou was barely holding on. He also wanted to let Asong rest, but he was afraid that closing the store would affect the flow of customers. Now hearing what Ningning said, Yue Baohua couldn't help but laugh. He now has a granddaughter, and his granddaughter can cook and has a lot of ideas. How can he still support Baohualou alone?
Yue Baohua laughed out loud: "I'll listen to you."
The pointer of the alarm clock on the desk had passed nine o'clock, and Yue Ning shouted anxiously: "Oh, I haven't washed my clothes yet!"
Yue Baohua was amused by his granddaughter's startled expression and said, "The guest rooms provide laundry service, don't save me money."
Yue Ning trotted to the door and said, "Do you think I am the kind of person who can't do big things and is stingy with small things? Can I ask them to wash it now and send it to me tomorrow morning? I need to wear it tomorrow morning. It only takes a few minutes to rinse it."
The door slammed shut, Yue Baohua smoked a cigarette, and smiled as he went to the international long-distance telephone room to make a call. As Ning Ning expected, tonight's Hong Kong City social news reported that a customer at the old Hong Kong City restaurant Baohualou found a piece of adhesive tape in his food.
Yue Baohua asked his four apprentices to go to the hospital immediately and posted a notice overnight, saying that Baohua Building would suspend business and all workers would be suspended for a few days. They would be paid as usual and given a subsidy of 50 yuan per day. They had worked so hard for so long, and it was time to take a break.
*
There is only one flight to Beijing at 8:30 am every day. We agreed to meet in the lobby at 6:30 am yesterday.
Yue Ning went out ten minutes early, and when he saw Director Chen at the stairs, he greeted him, "Good morning, Director Chen!"
Director Chen turned around and looked at her, a little uncertain: "Xiao Yue?"
Yue Ning said with a playful smile: "It can't be Old Yue, right?"
Yue Ning heard the door open, turned around and saw that his grandfather had also gone out. He turned around and said to Director Chen, "Old Yue is behind."
Director Chen laughed out loud: "You are so talkative? You can even do crosstalk."
"I don't have any connections in Beijing. How about you introduce me to a master so I can learn from him?"
Director Chen couldn't do anything about her: "You little girl."
Yue Baohua came over with a suitcase: "Director Chen, good morning!"
"Good morning! Mr. Yue, I almost didn't recognize Xiao Yue just now." Director Chen looked Yue Ning up and down again, and said to Yue Baohua, "Xiao Yue is dressed so stylishly! Isn't she any worse than the pretty girls on the streets of your Hong Kong city?"
Yue Baohua had seen his granddaughter dressed like this yesterday, and today he noticed something different.
She had her hair tied up, and she was wearing an ordinary, even somewhat dull blue shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned and her sleeves casually rolled up, which instantly made her look more lively. She was wearing khaki pants with slightly shorter legs, exposing her ankles, and a pair of brown T-shaped leather shoes.
Even though his granddaughter was carrying a black canvas travel bag with a Beijing Tiananmen pattern printed on it, Yue Baohua felt that the most popular contestant in the recent Miss Hong Kong pageant was not as pretty as his own Ningning.
Yue Baohua said seriously: "Very beautiful."
"Grandpa, Director Chen was just complimenting me casually, but you took it seriously. You are just praising your own child."
It’s just like those mothers on the Internet platforms in the previous life who posted photos of their children and asked if their children could be child models. Grandpa is using the filter of being a real grandfather.
"What is bald head?" Qiao Junxian walked over and asked.
"My grandfather praised me for being beautiful, and I told him that since I was his child, he would still think I was the prettiest even if I had a sore on my head." Yue Ning explained to Qiao Junxian.
Qiao Junxian looked at her, shook his head and said, “You are not only beautiful, but also very charming.”
"You've praised me so much that I'm about to get swollen!" Yue Ning walked downstairs carrying her luggage bag.
"Are you shy, little girl?" Director Chen said.
Seeing that the driver who picked them up from the train station yesterday was already in the lobby, Yue Ning turned around and said, "The driver is waiting."
The driver took them to the car. Yue Ning got in first and sat in the back seat. Qiao Junxian got in second and also walked to the back and sat next to her.
Seeing that Qiao Junxian was sitting next to his granddaughter, Yue Baohua could only sit in the front row, and Director Chen sat with Yue Baohua.
"Yue Ning, after I came back last night, I called my father and discussed with him the idea of opening a radio or electric fan factory. Do you know what he said?" Qiao Junxian said to her excitedly.
This Qiao Junxian is really active. He asked his elders about the idea he proposed yesterday afternoon in the evening? She asked, "What did Mr. Qiao say?"
"He said, the sooner the better." Qiao Junxian smiled happily.
Yue Ning certainly knew that there was such a good opportunity in the overseas market, especially in North America. In his previous life, a wealthy man in Hong Kong started his business with 500,000 Hong Kong dollars in this era, making electric fans exported to North America and earning his first pot of gold.
But as a shepherdess from the northwest, how could she easily say that there is a way to export overseas?
She asked, "Really?"
"Yes. The U.S. economy is currently experiencing stagflation, and the loose monetary policy is ineffective. There is even inflation as high as 10%. Inflation leads to a reduction in wealth, and families will cut back on spending. My father said that the export volume of electric fans produced in Gangcheng has increased rapidly this year."
"Wow, Mr. Qiao still pays attention to these things?" Yue Ning was a little surprised. She knew from her grandfather that Qiao Junxian's father was now in charge of the Qiao family's shipping business. But according to Yue Ning's experience in her previous life, a niche industry like electric fans would not be noticed by such a big boss, right?
"My father would read the report carefully, and even my uncle would discuss the export trend with him to predict the future department store trends in Hong Kong."
Director Chen turned around and said, "Mr. Qiao's uncle is Mr. Ye, the owner of Hong'an Hotel and Supermarket."
"Oh! Is that so?" Yue Ning nodded.
"Director Chen, when we return to Beijing, please ask me how to contact the people in Shekou Industrial Zone."
"Okay, I'll ask as soon as I get back."
We just talked a few words and we're already at the airport? Aren't we just out of the city gate? It feels like we're still in the city.
Yue Ning got off the car and saw an airport that was smaller than the county bus station in his previous life. Small airports have their advantages. In his previous life, business jets took off and landed at small general airports, so boarding was very fast.
"Let's go to Beijing." Director Chen said to Yue Ning, "I'll treat you to roast duck."
"Great! I also want to eat braised pork and fried tripe." Yue Ning ran to Director Chen excitedly.
“Eat them all, eat them all!”
The airport was indeed small, but the boarding speed was really disappointing. They arrived an hour and a quarter early, and after completing the formalities, there were only a dozen minutes left before boarding.
There was no jet bridge, and no shuttle bus was needed. She walked directly to the aircraft ramp. The plane in front of her was not much bigger than the private plane she had in her previous life.
"careful."
When Yue Ning heard Qiao Junxian remind her, she lowered her head and walked into the cabin.
This time, Yue Ning sat in the same row with her grandfather. Her grandfather taught her how to fasten her seat belt and said to her, "Ningning, if you feel uncomfortable after the plane takes off, you can open your mouth..."
Grandpa showed her how to relieve the discomfort, but Yue Ning was a little unconvinced. In her previous life, she opened stores all over the world and traveled all over the world, so how could she...
The plane took off, and my ears hurt! The noise was so loud that I couldn't hear what was being said. No, my chest felt stuffy, was she airsick? She endured it, not wanting to lose face in her previous life... No, no, no... She vomited anyway.
Yue Baohua patted her back distressedly: "It's okay, it's okay, it will be fine when we get there."
After enduring the discomfort of the plane landing, the plane finally landed.
Yue Ning's steps were a little unsteady, his face was pale, and he climbed down the gangway holding onto the handrail.
Qiao Junxian followed her and carried her bag: "Can you still eat roast duck?"
Yue Ning took a deep breath of the air on the ground: "Qiao Junxian, is airsickness different from motion sickness? I think I should be fine after I get off the ground, right?"
"That's true." Qiao Junxian nodded, "Just take it easy."
Yue Ning's cry of "Qiao Junxian" reminded Yue Baohua. Qiao Junxian was the young master of the Qiao family who had been chased and reported by Hong Kong newspapers and magazines since he was a child. Whenever a young girl appeared around him, he would be dug up. Hong Kong newspapers were unethical and would report whatever caught the eye. They were especially harsh on girls and liked to make up stories. Ningning came from the mainland, and their family was far behind the Qiao family in terms of strength. What would they do if they were criticized by newspapers and magazines?
Yue Ning got up and walked a few steps, then entered the terminal. He felt much more comfortable.
She said, “I’m fine.”
She saw Grandpa's luggage coming out, bent down to pick it up and said, "Grandpa, the luggage is here."
Yue Baohua came back to his senses and nodded: "Oh!"
Qiao Junxian also got his luggage, Yue Ning took the bag from him, and the four of them walked out together. Director Chen smiled and said, "Xiao Yue is alive and kicking again."
"Now I can eat a whole cow."
Director Chen raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Let's go eat directly? Eat roast duck?"
"OK!"
The four of them got in the car. Director Chen sat in the front passenger seat this time and said to the driver, Master Li: "Master Li, take the guests to eat roast duck."
Master Li asked, "Director Chen, should we go to Bian Yi Fang or Quan Ju De?"
Director Chen turned to look at Yue Ning: "Xiao Yue, do you know the difference between these two companies?"
"Quanjude's hanging oven roast duck has a more prominent crispy skin."
"Hey, girl, you really understand the details here? You are really an expert in food!" Director Chen said, and then said to Master Li, "Master Li, let's go to Quanjude."
"Okay!"
"That's right. My father wanted me to understand the difference between a stewing oven and a hanging oven. Do you know how he did it?" Yue Ning asked.
"How did you do it?" Yue Baohua really wanted to know how his son taught his granddaughter.
"You know the clay pot for making sauerkraut? Light a fire in the clay pot and hang the duck in it to roast. This is called stewing in the pot. Take the iron pot away from the stove at home and hang the duck over the fire pit to roast. This is called hanging in the pot." Yue Ning smiled bitterly, "This is a helpless move by a father who tries to teach his children cooking skills at the most difficult time."
After hearing this, the car was silent except for the sound of the car driving on the road.
"My father told me that the ceramic pot dissipates heat too quickly, which will cause the duck to be cooked on the outside but not on the inside; if it is roasted over a fire pit, too much juice will be lost, and the duck skin will be crispy but the meat will become tough. He told me that I must try authentic Beijing roast duck if I have the chance, especially the hanging oven roast duck, to taste the crispy skin. He also said that this crispy skin method can also be tried for Cantonese roast duck." Realizing that going out for dinner made everyone feel depressed, Yue Ning adjusted his mood and snapped his fingers, "Roast duck, here I come!"
He was so pale from vomiting just now, but now he is so excited?
Arriving at the store entrance, Yue Ning looked up at the golden sign. In her previous life, this time-honored brand with a history of more than 100 years had lost 700 million in three years when the market was competing on quality, innovation and service. At that time, she couldn't help but feel regretful, after all, the surprise brought by the crispy roast duck in her childhood still remained in her mind.
In order to create that crispy taste, she experimented over and over again and finally came up with the glass skin roast duck.
As the host, Director Chen ordered a roast duck and four other dishes.
Yue Baohua is well-known in Hong Kong for his roast meat. He never thought of studying the characteristics of Beijing roast duck and improving Cantonese roast duck. In his opinion, doing so would be a betrayal of his teacher and ancestors.
Of course, the son taught Ningning this way out of helplessness, but it also showed that his son knew how to adapt.
In this era, there is no chef pushing the roast duck to slice the skin on the spot, but the waiter brings the dish on the plate. When you see the caramel-colored, crystal-clear and oily duck breast skin on the plate, you will know the value of this golden sign.
The waiter introduced: "You can eat this duck skin with sugar."
Yue Ning picked up a piece of duck skin and put it directly into his mouth, and Yue Baohua also picked up a piece of duck skin. When the teeth bit down, the duck skin broke, the fat burst out, and the aroma overflowed in the mouth. The crispy, oily and fragrant taste was really wonderful.
“It’s so crispy and crunchy, it melts in your mouth! It’s absolutely amazing!”
The waiter who served the dish had a proud look on his face when he heard Yue Ning say this: "Little comrade, this duck of yours was roasted by a master who has been roasting duck for three generations. Of course it is delicious. You should try it with sugar."
Yue Ning followed the waiter's advice and dipped the duck skin in sugar before putting it in her mouth. The waiter looked at her and asked, "How does it taste?"
"It's crispy, oily and sweet all intertwined together, and it's very delicious." Yue Ning replied.
After the waiter left, Yue Ning whispered, "Our family has also been making duck for three generations. Grandpa, don't you agree?"
Yue Baohua was still savoring the taste of the duck skin, but Qiao Junxian laughed first. Yue Ning wrapped a roll for him and put it on his plate: "Brother, don't laugh so hard, eat the roast duck quickly."
After dinner, Director Chen sent them to the hotel and his mission was completed.
"Mr. Chen, thank you! You have worked hard along the way." Yue Baohua said, holding Director Chen's hand.
"Of course not. With Xiaoyue here, this journey is especially interesting." Director Chen looked at Yue Ning with a smile, "I'm really reluctant to leave."
Yue Ning said with a smile: "Director Chen, when you come to Hong Kong City, we, the grandfather and grandson, will cook for you personally."
"I'll remember it, little girl!"
Qiao Junxian shook hands with Director Chen: "I won't say goodbye. We will have many opportunities to meet in the future."
"Yes, we should see each other again soon!"
After waving goodbye to Director Chen, the three of them waited for the elevator together. Yue Ning excitedly discussed with Yue Baohua how to launch new dishes.
"Can I interrupt?" Qiao Junxian interrupted their discussion.
The grandparents and grandchildren realized that they had neglected Qiao Junxian because they were only focusing on their own discussion. Although Qiao Junxian said that he was going to the northwest to retrace the path that Boss Qiao had taken, he was actually accompanying Yue Baohua to pick up Yue Ning.
"Second Master, I'm sorry! We were so engrossed in our conversation."
"Uncle Hua, that's not what I meant. I want to talk about the roast duck we ate today from the perspective of a diner." Qiao Junxian walked into the elevator with his suitcase, stretched out his hand to block the elevator door, and waited for the grandparents and grandchildren to come in before continuing, "Roast duck is indeed delicious, but I still prefer the roast goose made by Uncle Hua, with skin and meat, and you can even gnaw on the bones. Although the skin of roast goose is not as crispy as the roast duck skin, it has a strong aroma, and the most important thing is that the meat is fresh and salty. The duck breast skin feels oily at first, but you will feel greasy if you eat too much. Just like Japanese Wagyu and French foie gras, they taste delicious at the first bite, but you will lose your appetite after two bites. If you dip the duck skin with a little meat in sauce and roll it up, the taste of the sweet bean sauce will be too strong; but if you don't dip it in sauce and eat the roast duck meat alone, it will feel bland."
Qiao Junxian's words made Yue Baohua fall into silence. When Yue Ning talked about the characteristics of roast duck just now, he had been following Yue Ning's thoughts. But most of the people in Hong Kong are from other places, and most of them are Cantonese, and their tastes tend to be southern. Can the taste of the north really be accepted in the south?
Seeing her grandfather's hesitation, Yue Ning smiled slightly. The glass-crusted roast duck she launched in her previous life had caused a lot of controversy on various platforms. The food bloggers of Beijing Roast Duck, Nanjing Roast Duck, and Guangdong Roast Duck all scolded her for making a dish that looked like nothing.
The more they scolded her, the less they knew that in order to make this duck, she had tasted it all the way from Guangdong to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Chaohu, and from Chaohu to Beijing. After countless adjustments in taste, she finally made this roast duck that is universal and retains the traditional flavor.
Sales determine whether a product is good or not. The more they argue, the more traffic she gets.
The elevator door opened and the three of them walked out. Yue Ning said to his grandfather, "Grandpa, Beijing's roast duck was originally roasted in a stewing oven like Nanjing's. Quanjude pioneered the hanging oven roasting method because Beijing ducks are fatter than Nanjing's ducks and ducklings. If they are roasted in a hanging oven, some of the moisture and fat will be lost, making the skin crispy. My idea is to introduce this crispy skin feature into roast duck, using the Beijing roasting method and combining it with the Guangdong pickling method, so that we can not only retain our traditional flavor, but also be innovative."
Yue Ning picked up the key and checked the room number. This was the room. She opened the door and looked at Qiao Junxian with a smile: "How do my fried potato pancakes taste?"
Qiao Junxian immediately understood what she meant: "Hearing what you said, I am looking forward to the new dishes you make."
"Shall I ask you to try the food?"
“I couldn’t ask for more.”
Just as Yue Ning was about to walk into the room, Qiao Junxian asked, "Yue Ning, Uncle Hua was anxious to find you when we got here, so we dragged Director Chen all the way to the northwest. Now we finally have time to see Beijing. After we put down our luggage, shall we go out for a walk together?"
Yue Baohua's heart tightened secretly. It had only been a few days, and her name had changed from "Miss Yue" to "Yue Ning"? And now she was asking her granddaughter out in front of him?
"Okay! How about half an hour later?" Yue Ning thought for a moment and asked Yue Baohua, "Grandpa, do you have the habit of taking a nap? If so, you can take a rest first. Qiao Junxian and I will go for a walk around the area and come back at three o'clock, and then we can go out together."
Ningning also calls people by their names directly?
Originally, Yue Baohua planned to call back to Hong Kong City and didn't want to go out. But now they were allowed to go out alone? Yue Baohua said, "I don't need to rest. I also want to go shopping. Wait for me to make a call and we can go together."
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