1320: C1320 Are You Going to Eat the Crab or Not

C1320 Are You Going to Eat the Crab or Not

Lin Muhua tasted the golden Soaked Jade made by Yang Soong. It was so delicious that he almost swallowed his own tongue.

He was very careful and ordered other dishes to eat.

"Customer, we are not allowed to waste food here. If we order, we have to finish it. Otherwise, we will be blacklisted." The waiter explained, "The blacklist is that our Hundred Phoenix Pavilion has a small booklet that will put your portrait and name on it. You can't eat in our Hundred Phoenix Pavilion anymore. "

"There is such a rule?"

"No, there is no such rule. This is the rule of our Chef Yang."

"Your boss doesn't have any objections?"

The business of restaurants not only allowed customers to eat their fill, but also allowed friends to gather together to drink and chat while eating.

Under such circumstances, it was basically impossible to finish eating all the food.

"Chef Yang is the boss, and the boss is Chef Yang."

The boss had no objections to the decision of the chef.

"What if it doesn't taste good?" It would be too much to force people to eat it up.

The waiter immediately said, "It doesn't taste good. You can flip the table. We will give you an exemption."

It was fine if he didn't pay, but if he couldn't finish eating, he couldn't.

"What if someone thinks that it's delicious and insists on playing hooligan and deliberately doesn't pay? What if they flip the table?"

"The Hundred Phoenix Pavilion has never met such a person since its opening."

Don't look down on hooligans. They had good eyesight and knew who they shouldn't mess with.

"Give me a crab race. Hmm, and sour plum soup as well."

"Okay, I'll go with you now!"

Crab Competition was actually a dish made of yellow croakers and eggs. It didn't use crabs, so the taste was better than crabs.

The fish meat was snow white and tender like crabs. The eggs were golden and wrapped in fish meat and were stir-fried. The taste was delicious and was better than crabs, which was why it was called Crab racing.

Lin Muhua was clearly already sixty to seventy percent full. The moment he tasted the Crab racing, he could not help but gulp down his food. His eating posture was quite ferocious.

"It's all the taste of crab meat. It's delicious!"

He drank the sour plum soup to digest his food. He felt that he could still fight. He called the waiter over again. "Make another crab dish."

"Sorry, our Chef Yang's rule is that each person can only order one dish of the same dish at a time." The waiter said.

"I've heard of this rule. You told your chef that there is more than one cooking method for this crab competition. You asked him to make another dish. If the ingredients are different, it can't be counted as the same dish."

The waiter answered and left. Not long later, another serving of Crab Competition was sent over.

This time, it was a fair and tender crab competition. The main ingredients were tofu and eggs.

The egg white and egg yolk were stir-fried separately. There was prawn sauce in the tofu and it was stir-fried in batches before it was added into a pot.

When it was eaten, it was actually the taste of crab meat again. This time, the crab race had more hints of sauce fragrance. The taste was different, and it was still delicious.

Lin Muhua finished off the entire plate again and was very satisfied.

"Come, come, come, little buddy. Let's have another serving of crab competition."

The waiter: "You can still eat it? Our Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's rule is that customers cannot eat themselves badly. If they eat too much and are sent to the clinic, they will also be blacklisted. "

" It's fine, I can still eat. "

The waiter went out again and came back again to bring back another serving of crab race.

This time, it was a crab race made from carrots and potatoes.

Lin Muhua ate it and continued to call out its delicious taste.

"Every type is a crab, but the taste is different."

He finished another plate.

This time, without Lin Muhua asking, Yang Soong came by himself. "Can you still eat it? I can also make five different kinds of crab for you."

They were not crabs, but also crab flavors.

Lin Muhua asked, "Are you for real? I heard that there are at most five ways to compete in crabs."

"That's someone else. It can have eight or even more ways to compete with me. I've been busy recently, or else I could have made even more." Yang Soong said.

Lin Muhua surrendered. "Forget it. I am full. If I eat more, I will be in your little black book."

Yang Soong said, "Are you satisfied with the food?"

"Satisfied and satisfied. Chef Yang, you really made the most delicious crab I have eaten in all these years."

"Then, are you interested in giving me some suggestions?"

"What suggestions?" Lin Muhua smiled and said, "No objections, no objections at all. The crab race you made was unquestionable. It was simply impeccable."

Another customer who did not like to give opinions was really not cute.

"Welcome next time." Yang Soong said and left.

Lin Muhua asked the waiter, "Chef Yang, are you unhappy? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you didn't say anything wrong. Chef Yang is just tired. He likes you very much. You see so many customers, our Chef Yang specially came to see you." The waiter was in charge of comforting the customers.

"Really?"

"Really, the people of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion never lie."

A white lie was not a lie.

Lin Muhua had been here every day since then. Every time he came, he would order all kinds of dishes to eat.

Apart from eating all eight types of crab, he also ordered all the other dishes that Yang Soong could order. He was also very lucky to get a Ten Mellow Wine to drink osmanthus wine.

"Where is Chef Yang? I want to see him. How did he brew such a delicious Osmanthus Wine? He is truly a god of wine. I want to pay my respects to him!"

Great Xia's grain supply was rather tight, and the officials did not advocate wine brewing. As a result, the wine industry was not that developed.

Yang Soong's Ten Mellow Wine was very popular even on Earth, let alone Great Xia, which was outdated in wine brewing.

Before the space was opened, the materials were limited, and the equipment was limited. Yang Soong could only brew a little bit according to the season, and he even sold it to the former prefectural governor.

Now that there was space, the Ten Mellow Wine could be considered to have met the ordinary people.1

Those who wanted to drink could only draw lots.

Those who gave them the right to drink were even standard versions of the Ten Mellow Wine. Yang Soong did not dare to suddenly take out the real high quality Ten Mellow Wine.

Those who loved wine were too crazy.

One. After noon, 25 people had come to pay their respects to the Wine God. 39 people had come to find Yang Soong to talk about the Ten Mellow Wine.

Eleven of them had come to talk about the Ten Mellow Wine with gold, including Lin Muhua.

The waiter could no longer stop him. Yang Soong could only dodge. He could not even stay in the kitchen.

"Chef Yang, Boss Yang, as long as you agree to give me a portion of the rights to operate the Ten Mellow Wine, the price will be negotiable. It's up to you whether you want gold or gems and pearls!"

"I have the Night-Luminescent Pearl, a mansion, a beautiful woman, Jiangnan in the capital, and Persia. You can choose any one of them. We can talk about it!"

"You don't need to give me the right to operate the Ten Mellow Wine. As long as you give me all the goods, I will give you 30% of the profit from the operation."

"I will give you 40%!"

The hardest part about drinking wine was transportation. Not to mention that it would be knocked down, it would be roasted by the sun, the rain would blow, and the wind would blow. During the transportation, it was inevitable that they would use torches to travel. If they were not careful, there might be a fire.

It was all troublesome, and all it cost was money.

They actually let the profit be 30%, or even 40%.

Each and every one of them was worth it.

Yang Soong said, "They are all profiteers!"

Just because they dared to give 40% of the profits did not mean that they would not be able to earn it.

The Ten Mellow Wine was too precious. Many of these merchants had territories all over the country. If they could get the exclusive distribution rights of the Ten Mellow Wine, through hype, they could definitely sell the drinks at a price even higher than gold.

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