When Li Yunshan saw Han Yingxue say this, he was embarrassed to refuse and thought about it for a while, but he just asked Han Yingxue to make a dish, and he didn't lose much. If the guest is satisfied, it won't cause him such a headache now.
"Well, that's fine!" Li Yunshan nodded in agreement, and asked Xiao Er to lead her to the back kitchen.
Li Yun's restaurant is called Fulai Restaurant, one of the three major restaurants in Qingfeng Town, but it ranks last among the three major restaurants.
Business is neither good nor bad. Han Yingxue observed and found that there are no special dishes in the store, which is why it failed to attract guests.
The back kitchen of Fulai Restaurant is also quite large, and there are many vegetables and meats in it.
There is only one chef in charge, and the others are all in charge.
Chef Yang Dashan saw Xiao Er coming, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it, are you satisfied this time?"
Little Er shook his head, sighed, and said, "No, the guest said that we have to do it!"
Yang Dashan's face darkened, and his expression was very unsightly.
After cooking for so many years, I have never seen anyone say that his dishes are not delicious!
He was a famous cook in Qingshui Town. I don’t know how many people came to look for him at the country banquets on weekdays.
Today's guest has changed several tables, which made him a lot of blows!
Yang Dashan saw Han Yingxue behind Xiao Er and asked, "Who is this? Why did you bring it into the kitchen casually!" There was a bit of rebuke in his tone.
"The shopkeeper asked me to bring it here, saying that it was to cook a dish for the guest just now!" Xiao Er said truthfully.
Yang Dashan glanced at Han Yingxue with contempt. He didn't know if the head of the shopkeeper was kicked by the donkey. He even asked a little girl to come to the kitchen to cook for the guests, and he was not afraid of smashing the restaurant's signboard.
In the face of Yang Dashan's unkindness and contempt, Han Yingxue was too lazy to pay attention.
People in this world always look at people with a pair of colored eyes, but sometimes eyes can deceive you.
Yang Dashan looked at Han Yingxue, snorted coldly, walked to the stove and continued cooking.
Han Yingxue lightly touched her nose, this Yang Dashan obviously did not want to cooperate with her.
She has never been to the back kitchen, and the stove is even occupied by Yang Dashan.
"Uncle, Uncle Li asked me to cook, so you have to give me a stove, right?" Han Yingxue asked in a crisp, eagle-like voice.
Yang Dashan snorted coldly, "Didn't you see I'm using it? Isn't there a small stove next to it, light it yourself!"
The corner of Han Yingxue's mouth twitched slightly. She saw it, but she was not omnipotent. For example, in ancient stoves, it would take her a long time to start a fire. .
"Xue'er, let me help you!" Hu Xiaoli smiled and rushed to the front, crouching in front of the stove to light the fire.
Han Yingxue was too lazy to care about Yang Dashan, wasting his energy, it would be better to cook a good dish and let him know what it means to be slapped in the face.
Han Yingxue's dish is very simple, pork ribs with mushrooms.
It is estimated that every household has eaten this dish in modern times, but the people here do not have the habit of eating shiitake mushrooms. First, the mushrooms can only be picked on the mountain, and the quantity is too small. Second, they have not thought of eating them. .
But the shiitake mushrooms absorbed the meaty taste of the pork ribs, and the pork ribs absorbed the taste of the shiitake mushrooms, but they were very delicious.
Hu Xiaoli was used to housework, and the fire soon started.
Han Yingxue did not let go of his movements.
Grabbed a handful of shiitake mushrooms from the bag and soaked them in hot water.
The kitchen has all the ingredients and utensils, and Yang Dashan is busy with the work at hand. Not that time to make things difficult for her.