"Alright, boss." The waiter darted to the side and quickly brought over a few pairs of chopsticks.
He handed out a pair of chopsticks to everyone. Zhang Laifu couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fish and stuff it into his mouth, his eyes instantly lighting up.
The sweet and sour flavors blend perfectly, sweet but not cloying, while the fish is incredibly tender and melts in your mouth.
tasty!
The piping hot sweet and sour fish was almost too hot to handle, but Zhang Laifu couldn't bear to spit it out.
This sweet and sour fish is the best I've ever had, even better than the one at Lai Xiang Restaurant!
As expected, Jiang Wanwan was quite capable. After giving Chef Li a few pointers, she was able to make a dish that was perfect in color, aroma, and taste.
It seems that there is finally hope for our restaurant.
Zhang Laifu felt as if he had taken a reassuring pill, and most of his anxiety and sorrow had been relieved.
The waiter looked at him nervously and asked, "Shopkeeper, how's the fish? Is it good?"
Zhang Laifu nodded vigorously and replied indistinctly, "Good, good!"
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Zhang Laifu quickly called out, "My dear nieces, Fugui, Dakang, you should also have a taste."
Chef Li and the waiter hurriedly picked up a piece of fish, not caring whether it was hot or not, and put it straight into their mouths.
"Wow! This is so delicious!" the waiter exclaimed excitedly, his eyes shining.
"Waaah, this is so delicious! I never thought I, Li Fugui, could cook such delicious food one day." Chef Li's eyes reddened, glistening with tears.
Jiang Wanwan looked at the three of them with amusement. This was nothing! They were easily won over by a dish of sweet and sour fish.
She picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth. It was delicious, but it seemed to be missing something.
If my aunt were to cook, it would definitely taste even better.
Next, following the steps in the book, Jiang Wanwan continued to teach Chef Li how to make other dishes.
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Before she knew it, the sun was already setting and it was getting late; it was time for her to go home.
Zhang Laifu asked Zhang Dakang to bring a food box and packed four or five dishes he had prepared that day for her to take home. Jiang Wanwan naturally didn't refuse and readily accepted them.
Before leaving, Jiang Wanwan used a brush to draw a simplified version of an ancient oven on a drawing board, and asked Zhang Laifu to find someone to build the oven in the backyard.
Zhang Laifu and the other two were somewhat puzzled. "Niece, what is this? What is its purpose?"
The stove didn't look like a stove; it looked quite strange.
Jiang Wanwan blinked and said mysteriously, "It's a secret. You'll find out how useful it is later."
"By the way, Uncle Li, tomorrow morning you can practice the dishes I taught you today. I will come to the restaurant at the same time tomorrow to teach you how to cook." After giving these instructions, Jiang Wanwan climbed onto the oxcart.
"Well then, everyone, see you tomorrow." Jiang Wanwan waved her hand, flicked her whip, and drove the oxcart away.
Zhang Laifu, the waiter, and Chef Li stood side by side in front of the restaurant, watching Jiang Wanwan's departing figure with reluctance.
After a long while, the waiter sighed softly, "If Miss Wan also lived in town, we could cook all night without having to wait until tomorrow."
“Who says otherwise?” Zhang Laifu sighed helplessly.
Jiang Wanwan drove her oxcart, not heading straight to the town gate, but instead wandering between various pharmacies, buying large quantities of dried mugwort.
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