Chapter 256 Not a Thing
But as a result, Yuansheng looked at Zhuang Qingning with a little more sympathy, and even shook his head and sighed twice.
I guess the herbs I brought last time are not of much use, so I came back to buy new ones. I didn’t buy everything, but these three things. I guess it’s to save money.
Hey, Manager Zhuang, it’s not easy.
Yuansheng thought so, and when he finally settled the bill, he gave Zhuang Qingning a discount and rounded off the amount.
That's all we can do.
Yuansheng thought so in his heart.
However, Zhuang Qingning did not notice Yuansheng's thoughts. When he saw Yuansheng making a concession, he thanked him, then went to the tofu shop for a while, and then went to find Zhang Yongchang.
Firstly, he wanted to tell Zhang Yongchang the recipe of the braised chicken feet, so that if Zhang Yongchang had nothing to do during this period, he could try it and see how it tasted. It could also be a way to kill time. By the way, after making it, Zhuang Qingning could also satisfy his own craving.
Secondly, he conveyed to Zhang Yongchang exactly what Chai Zhengzhen said last time.
As for the braised chicken feet, Zhang Yongchang agreed with a smile, "Braised chicken feet are sold in many places, but not many people can eat them with the same taste. Especially when they are braised to be well-flavored, tender but not loose, without any fishy smell, and soft and boneless when eaten, it is not easy to make."
"Since this recipe was left by your mother, it must be her masterpiece. The taste must be good. I will try it in the next two days. There is no shortage of chicken feet. I can go to the restaurants in the county to buy some. Lian Rong has nothing to do these two days, so let him go. If the braised chicken feet are edible, I will send them to you so that you can taste them."
"But this shopkeeper Chai..."
When this matter was mentioned, Zhang Yongchang, who was previously worried about the braised chicken feet recipe, suddenly lost some of his smile. He even took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and then continued, "I still have to think about this matter."
"To be honest with you, Miss Ning, I've been working as a chef at Fushun House for such a long time, and I don't have a day off all year round. It's been a rare time for me to have some free time, so I want to take some time off."
"Let's talk about it after some time."
Zhuang Qingning blinked.
Zhang Yongchang is a man of temperament, who cares most about loyalty and affection. Having cooperated with Feng Yongkang for so many years, he is somewhat nostalgic about their past friendship. He probably cannot accept the fact that Ruyi Pavilion, his rival in the same industry as Fushun Building, is going there at this time.
"Shopkeeper Chai was just asking. If Uncle Zhang didn't mean that, I would have replied." Zhuang Qingning said, "Shopkeeper Chai said that, but he didn't mean anything else. He just said that the chef of Ruyi Pavilion was going to the county town to live with his son in his old age, so he came to ask Uncle Zhang about this."
"It's not that I have any other intention. Shopkeeper Chai also told me to tell Uncle Zhang and ask him not to think too much about it."
"I know what kind of person Manager Chai is. I won't think too much about it. Miss Ning, just rest assured..."
Before Zhang Yongchang finished speaking, Lian Rong entered the yard and shook the chicken he had bought: "Master, look, it's what you said, this is it, a six-month-old rooster."
"It's not bad." Zhang Yongchang pinched the chicken's neck and looked at it carefully, "Go kill it and make you a divine chicken for lunch."
"Ning girl, don't leave at noon. Stay here for dinner."
"That's great. I'm really hungry, so I came to Uncle Zhang's place just to satisfy my appetite, right?" Zhuang Qingning smiled.
Lian Rong went to slaughter the chicken with a smile on his face. Zhang Yongchang talked to Zhuang Qingning for a while and then started to get busy in the kitchen. At noon, the fragrant and delicious chicken was served on the table, along with braised tofu in soy sauce and stir-fried mung bean sprouts.
The ingredients are from Zhuangji Tofu Shop.
The fairy chicken is full of fragrance, tender and juicy, and tastes very good. The braised tofu and stir-fried mung bean sprouts are also of course as delicious as usual.
At noon, Zhuang Qingning ate half a bowl of rice more than usual.
When Zhang Yongchang saw Zhuang Qingning put down his bowl, he hurriedly asked Lian Rong to get another bowl.
Zhuang Qingning naturally refused. He took the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the kitchen and washed them himself.
Zhang Yongchang frowned when he saw this. "Why don't you eat more? You are already skinny. If you don't eat well, you will become as thin as a bamboo pole in the future."
"I'm full." Zhuang Qingning burped loudly while speaking, and even laughed to himself, "See, I'm full."
"Um……"
Uncle Zhang lowered his head and scooped some more rice from the bowl into his mouth. "Maybe he's hungry."
Zhuang Qingning: “…”
Well, there is a kind of hunger, which is when Uncle Zhang thinks you are hungry.
After staying here for a while, Zhuang Qingning left and walked towards the tofu shop.
On the way back, I passed by the backyard gate of Fushun Building and heard someone whispering in the distance.
"Master, can this be accomplished?"
"Why not? It has come to this. Why should we talk to him about any mercy? He has never talked about any mercy to us. Look at how he is every day. He wants to trample on the face of our master and disciple. The business of Fushun Restaurant is not good, but he doesn't think about his own problems. He just says that the food in the kitchen is not good. When I asked him to taste the dishes before, he tried them one by one, and he gave a thumbs up and praised them. Now, he can't manage the restaurant well and can't attract customers, but he wants to put the blame on us. What kind of thing is this?"
"That's right, this Feng Yongkang is no good either. He said all kinds of good things before, but when the truth comes out, he is really bad at everything. He finds fault with you everywhere. I really don't know how he can be the shopkeeper and manage this restaurant. Speaking of which, this Feng Yongkang is also very suspicious. Didn't I get beaten up by that stupid girl from the Zhuangji two days ago? She kept asking questions about me. I heard that she even went to the town to ask if I went out to gamble or something. You know, why does he care so much? I am a shop assistant, not sold to Fushunlou!"
"Is that so? No wonder I couldn't get along with that previous cook. Now I know who the problem is... "
"Hey, Master, Master..."
Tong Fei tugged at Qi Changfu.
Qi Changfu turned his head and saw Zhuang Qingning striding past him.
At such a close distance, it was obvious that Zhuang Qingning heard the conversation between the master and the disciple just now.
Because Tong Fei had been hit on the head and was bleeding, and was still using a cloth to fix the injury, he was subconsciously scared when he saw Zhuang Qingning. Especially when he saw Zhuang Qingning glance at him, he couldn't help but shrink back.
Ah, I've been getting hungrier lately. I feel like I'm going to gain weight again, but... summer is coming soon, so I'm... very worried. (End of this chapter)
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