flstandardbreds Chapter 117: Making a Fortune (3)
Chapter 117: Making a Fortune (3)
Xia Mo responded with a "OK" and turned around to pick up the vegetable basket. Then he followed Qin Ji's footsteps and walked towards the backyard of Tianranju.
Ling Chuan, who was exchanging glances with Li Jingran a second ago, saw the young man just leave with someone else and immediately didn't want to pay any attention to the person in front of him.
He decisively withdrew his gaze, picked up the jar of sauerkraut on the table, tried to catch up with the young man, and walked away without looking back.
Li Jingran snorted coldly, swung the fan in his hand, and followed them. Xiao Tang, who had been standing behind them without daring to breathe, breathed a sigh of relief.
He grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his forehead lightly, thinking to himself that they were finally gone. If they had continued to confront each other, given their terrifying momentum, they would probably not be able to do business here this morning.
I don’t know who the couple is, but they are so important to the boss of his family. Is the ancestral recipe really that amazing?
Xiao Tang looked at the backs of the few people disappearing around the corner. He thought and thought, but still couldn't figure out any other reasons. So he simply stopped thinking about it and turned to find the chef in the kitchen to pass on a message for his boss.
On the other side, Qin Jigang led Xia Mo into the kitchen, and Ling Chuan and Li Jingran followed in.
After entering, Xia Mo walked around and began to look at the environment and ingredients in the house.
I have to say that this kitchen is extremely large. There are a lot of washed ingredients and various seasonings placed on the side. It is very fully prepared.
Qin Ji saw his eyes fall on the ingredients and smiled, "Mr. Liu, take a look at these ingredients and seasonings. If there is anything missing, just tell me and I will send someone to buy them."
Xia Mo shook his head, "No, these ingredients are enough. Manager Qin prepared them very thoughtfully." There are only eleven dishes, and these ingredients are more than enough.
However, everything is ready, so can they start? Xia Mo thought about it and looked up at Ling Chuan, then asked Qin Ji again.
"Manager Qin, now that the ingredients are ready, should we start now? Or wait a little longer?" After all, the other party seemed to have mentioned that he wanted to taste the dishes with the chef of Tianranju.
Of course, Xia Mo would ask this, and half of it was just politeness, because he definitely wanted to start as soon as possible, so that he could finish earlier and have money, and then go to the rice shop to buy wheat earlier.
As for the bamboo sieve, Qi came to his house hurriedly in the morning to remind him that he could buy it directly from Liu Daniu's house in the village. His wife was an expert at weaving baskets, sieves, plaques and the like, and she usually made these and sold them.
"We can start now. We'll wait outside." Qin Ji said as he looked out the window. There was a square stone table under the tree over there.
Xia Mo smiled when he heard that, "Okay, then I'll ask Brother Ling to send it to you when it's done."
In fact, Xia Mo had thought about the issue of serving the dishes. If the eleven dishes were to be tasted together, not only would the chili oil get cold if left for too long, but even the color and taste of the dishes would be affected to a certain extent.
So after careful consideration, he finally decided to cook them one by one so that the flavors would not easily mix.
Qin Ji naturally had no objection, but as soon as he said "hmm", he saw Li Jingran, who had been silent all the time, curl the corners of his lips and start talking.
"Brother Ze, have you decided which dish to make first?"
Xia Mo pursed his lips. For some reason, he always felt that this person would not be able to deliver on his promise. But since the other person had asked, he couldn't just pretend he didn't hear it.
"That doesn't matter..."
"Then why don't we make the tender, sour and refreshing boiling fish fillet first? You don't know, after you mentioned it yesterday, I miss it so much that everything I eat seems tasteless."
"Boiling fish fillets?" Xia Mo said and turned to look at Qin Ji.
Qin Ji was speechless when he caught his gaze. He knew that Li Jingran's brain would not work well when he met Ling Chuan, but he had to help him.
So he smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, Jing Ran has indeed mentioned it several times. Let's make this first. It sounds quite appetizing."
"Okay then." Since the big customer had spoken, he was the only one who wanted to make money, so there was no reason for him to refuse.
Seeing that Xia Mo agreed, Li Jingran turned his eyes and looked at Ling Chuan proudly, then said lightly: "In that case, when the dishes are ready, I'll trouble Brother Ling to bring them over."
“……” Oh my goodness, you’re waiting here.
The corner of Xia Mo's mouth twitched, and his eyes involuntarily looked at Ling Chuan beside him, but the cold face he imagined did not appear on the man's face.
Ling Chuan glanced at Li Jingran calmly, and said, "Brother Li, you're welcome. After all, if I want to eat, Ze'er will cook for me every day."
The implication of his words was obvious, which made Li Jingran, who wanted to take the opportunity to mock him, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he could no longer maintain the fake smile on his face.
He bit his back teeth secretly, "Oh, I hope Brother Ling doesn't mind."
Xia Mo witnessed the brief confrontation between the two, and seeing that his brother Chuan had shut the man up with just a few words and his face turned pale, his eyes suddenly lit up with admiration and a hint of shyness.
Qin Ji, who was also "watching the fight", was speechless. He didn't know why, but his high-spirited cousin now looked like a defeated, soaked chicken.
However, it's really not worthy of sympathy, hahahaha...
Qin Ji held back his laughter and quickly turned his eyes to look at Xia Mo, "Well, you guys start." After he said that, he called Li Jingran, and then the two of them went out.
When Xia Mo saw that everyone had left, he immediately jumped in front of Ling Chuan and gave him a thumbs up with a smile. This little guy is really good at talking nonsense.
"Brother Ling is really a man who would do well to make a splash if he does." It is said that one should strike a snake at its most vulnerable part. Judging from Li Jingran's face just now, he was hit right in the face.
Ling Chuan chuckled when the little brother praised him, but he did not forget what they should do. "Ze'er, what do I need to do?"
Xia Mo looked down at the wooden barrel containing the fish and said, "Remove the scales or wash some side dishes, pickled bamboo shoots or something..."
So, the two of them began to prepare the first dish in the kitchen tacitly. Of course, Ling Chuan was reluctant to let Xia Mo do such a dirty and smelly job as removing fish scales. As for cutting fish fillets, that was not something he could do.
Outside the kitchen, Qin Ji and Li Jingran sat at the stone table, watching the two people busy in the kitchen from afar.
"Cousin, why do you get so angry when you see Ling Chuan?" Qin Ji asked without turning his head.
Of course, he asked this out of pure curiosity, because he couldn't understand this strange emotion.
Hearing this, Li Jingran turned his head and glanced at him coldly, "When you have someone you like, and his eyes are always on another person, you will understand."
When Qin Ji heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Oh, forget it. It's just a wife. Is it that serious? I don't want to suffer this sin."
While the two were talking, a middle-aged, slightly plump man appeared at the back door.
He had tiger eyes, thick eyebrows, and a beard. He was about 1.80 meters tall. There was a hint of displeasure between his brows, as if he was not happy to come here.