801: C801 Century-old Signboard

C801 Century-old Signboard

This was what it meant by flames shooting into the sky. It was most likely Yang Song at this moment! After Yang Song poured the duck heart into the frying pan, the originally boiling hot oil was completely ignited. Because the duck heart still had some white wine on it, the alcohol immediately exploded upon contact with it. Fortunately, the fire was large and did not deal any actual damage.1

Yang Song, as if he did not see the danger in front of him, grabbed the frying pan and began to stir-fry it. Yang Song, as if he did not see the danger in front of him, took care of himself, grabbed the frying pan and began to fry it.

Ignoring the huge fire in front of him, Yang Song was just minding his own business and stir-frying the duck heart. After the fragrance completely wafted out, Yang Song quickly grabbed a pinch of pepper and added it into the pot before starting the stir-frying.

Yang Song placed a lettuce onto a large plate and placed the prepared, burning heart of a duck into it. Yang Song casually placed the pot into the sink, indicating that the dish was ready.

"No problem, just try it. It's like burning a duck's heart."

When Jiang Peng saw the scene in front of his eyes, he could not help but feel that the dish had already released a different fragrance. The fragrance of the dish already exuded a different kind of fragrance, carrying a different kind of fragrance.

What would it feel like to put a piece of duck heart in it? There was a crispy feeling on the outside, but it did not have the slightest charred taste. Inside, it was soft and tender, filled with gravy, and as he took a sip, he felt it, as if he had seen the burning duck heart that his great-grandfather had made decades ago.

He had never tried it before, but he had heard his grandfather talk about it before. That dish could be considered as one of his dishes for enlightenment, and was also an opportunity for his grandfather to like cooking.

It wasn't that their skills were lost, but that they were unable to complete many of the recipes from the past. Firstly, Jiang Peng's father originally wasn't very interested in cooking, and he didn't study very seriously, so when it was Jiang Peng's turn, things would be even worse.

He had no way to support this hundred-year-old shop, so he hired a master. At least his skills were better than his own, but unfortunately, he was still not very good. After all these years, his business had already started to decline.

Old Xu also walked forward and placed a piece of Flamingo Duck Heart into the innermost part of the dish. As a chef, he could understand the difference between the Flame-Duck Heart he made and this dish.

"The taste of this burning heart is much stronger than Chen Ji's burning heart. No wonder you were so angry back then. I finally understand." Old Xu had a helpless look on his face. He had no way to achieve such a thing.

Cooking food was not about competing in literature, as the saying goes, "there is no better literature than there is no other way", it was also the same for cooking food, just like there was no second place. Delicious was delicious, not delicious was not delicious, there was nothing to be said about it.

Guo Tianwei still didn't quite believe him. Was he bragging? When cooking, it looked really awesome. Was it really that delicious? After he ate a piece, he was stunned. It was the first time that he had tasted such delicious dishes.

This was way too delicious! The words he had said before now seemed very embarrassing! Towards such a chef, he actually said that he didn't understand anything.

Looking at their expressions, Yang Song understood what they were thinking. He walked up to Guo Tianwei and coldly said, "Whatever others say, as long as it's a weakness, you have to listen carefully. Don't have such an attitude just because you're a century-old shop, otherwise, you don't deserve it."

With that, Yang Song left with everyone. After all, under such circumstances, it would no longer be delicious to continue eating. Even if it was a free delicacy, they would no longer have the appetite to continue eating.

Before leaving, Yang Song earnestly said to Jiang Peng, "Boss Jiang, what you've obtained in this hundred years old shop is not easy. After calculating it, this signboard has already possessed the blood and sweat of the Jiang Clan's fourth generation. If possible, focus on studying the culinary arts.

In the end, Yang Song turned his head and looked deeply at Jiang Peng. He said in a sincere tone, "Boss Jiang, please remember, what you have inherited is not only this signboard, but also the special delicacies of Baoji De. Please don't let him disappear."

Why did Yang Song make such a big fuss today? It was not for anything else but because he felt that a hundred years old shop, in addition to being a delicacy, was also the witness of history. No matter how old the brand is, there's no way for it to continue like this.

His fire was not because of that "you know my ass," but it was because of the crying Baoji. This kind of Baoji [1] was not worthy of the signboard of that hundred year old store.

After Yang Song and the others left, Jiang Peng thought about it for a long time. When night fell, Jiang Peng said to all the employees, "Baofan will be closed for good tomorrow!"

"What?"

"Boss, why? Is it because of that Yang Song? "

"Our signboard is business! "You can't close the door!"

He said in a deep voice, "I said that we should not close our doors and business, but focus on studying the culinary arts. I feel that Boss Yang is right, we have not only inherited the culinary arts, but also its deliciousness. I have decided to practice the culinary arts well during this period. Next time, I will definitely make Boss Yang look at us in a new light!"

"Old Jiang, we've known each other for so many years. I'm very happy about your decision. I don't want any salary. Let's work hard together during this period of time!" Old Xu also felt that it was not wrong. After meeting Yang Song today, he finally knew what it meant by 'the future of the Yangtze River is stronger than the previous waves'.

He had previously thought that age and experience were his greatest strengths, but now, it seemed that a young man could easily defeat him. If he didn't work hard, how could he still have the face to be called a chef?

Fortunately, Baoji had made quite a bit of money in the past few years, so not opening the door for a period of time wasn't a big problem. Right now, they were just waiting to see how Yang Song would look at them in the future.

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