Li Haichuan sat hunched on the chair, intending to shrink himself into an inconspicuous dot.But he was a man in his thirties, no matter how shrunk he was, he was still standing there in such a big size.

Fortunately, the clerk seemed to be quite familiar with the uncle, and after a few jokes, he coaxed the uncle to order meat dishes happily.

Immediately afterwards, the few guests who were behind the uncle had no choice but to change their goals and ordered other dishes one after another.

Li Haichuan's back kept tightening. For some reason, he felt that those people passing by behind him all stared at him.

However, after going through the experience just now, before the bamboo shoots were served, he felt that he had eaten delicious food—mainly because he had taken a big advantage.

Li Haichuan waited in anticipation, and after a while, the food was served.

"Your meal, take it easy."

It was a male waiter wearing glasses who brought the dishes, Li Haichuan felt vaguely familiar.

Maybe it's the public face.

After all, he felt that all the handsome guys in the world were alike.

Li Haichuan thanked him, and turned his gaze to the dinner plate in front of him.

In the set meal in front of him was only a plate of fried winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables, a bowl of steaming white rice, and a cup of tea with two tender yellow chrysanthemum leaves floating on it.

The bamboo shoots are white and tender, looking crisp and raw, stacked on a shallow celadon plate.Pickled cabbage has been marinated, and it is crystal clear yellow-green. The stars are scattered on the plate. The color of a dish is fresh and tender. Just looking at it, you can feel the breeze blowing on your face.

Li Haichuan blinked slowly.

He knows that bamboo shoots are a delicate food, and if the young bamboo shoots are not dealt with in time, the taste will change very quickly.In order to store delicious food, people often make fresh bamboo shoots into dried bamboo shoots.Although dried bamboo shoots will have a different flavor than fresh bamboo shoots, for Li Haichuan, he prefers fresh bamboo shoots.

The crisp and tender taste, the unique fragrance, and the deliciousness of the season are the delicacies that can only be provided by well-developed logistics.

The bamboo shoots in front of me are very fresh.

Stir-fried winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables is not difficult, almost homely, but the dishes on the plate are really pleasing to the eye. Li Haichuan picked up the porcelain chopsticks and carefully picked up a piece of winter bamboo shoots.

The glazed lamp casts a yellowish warm light, and in mid-air, the thin white bamboo shoots are translucent and shiny, vaguely shrouded in a warm yellow halo.The light is scattered from the small grid.

Li Haichuan's pupils shrank.

As a choreographer's intuition, let him know...

Yes, this is the shot, it must be a shot that can be included in the best selection of the show!

Just watched it like this.

Li Haichuan rubbed his tired eyes from facing the light, regained his senses, and ate the bamboo shoots into his mouth.

He already had an estimate of the deliciousness of the fresh bamboo shoots. After all, the winter bamboo shoots he fried casually tasted pretty good. However, when the bamboo shoots entered his mouth, Li Haichuan was still shocked.

When the fresh bamboo shoots are broken between the teeth, the sound of the broken bamboo shoots reaches the eardrum, as if to tell its freshness, tenderness and crispness, and the natural fragrance overflows the mouth.

The sporadic diced pickled cabbage is salty, fresh and fragrant, with a strong flavor, paired with the crispness of fresh bamboo shoots, an ultimate experience of "freshness", which is deeply engraved in the mind.

In the distance, there seemed to be a long and deep bell ringing next to my ears. The mountains were covered by heavy snow. In the white snow, life seemed to have disappeared, except for a little bit of green mustard leaves. In the cold wind, the green leaves were still pressed.With tiny ice crystals.

At the same time, the bamboo shoots are quietly absorbing nutrients in the land, waiting to form delicious food with distant ingredients.

Come back to God.

In front of you, there is still a bustling small shop, and the diners beside you are enjoying the delicious food intently, and occasionally chatting with each other.

Li Haichuan ate bite by bite, his movements were not fast, but he was extremely focused.While tasting, his heart, which has been anxious for many days due to work, seemed to gradually calm down.

After eating the last grain of rice in the bottom of the bowl, Li Haichuan patted his belly in satisfaction. He scanned the store, and the expressions of the diners tasting delicious food were surprised, focused, full of satiety and happiness.The crew of the film is simply different.

A thought suddenly popped up in my heart.

As the director of the show, he actually has the right to make decisions, but in the few episodes when he took over the work, he has always followed the old routine of the past.

But, can't this old routine be changed a little bit?

...

After Jiang Ci finished serving the dishes for the last batch of diners, she wiped her hands and was about to take a rest when He Mingcan, who was waiting outside to greet guests, suddenly ran in in a hurry.

He Mingcan: "Boss, someone is looking for you!"

Jiang Ci blinked, walked out of the back kitchen, and saw a man in his thirties standing in front of the counter outside.

"Boss Jiang, hello. I'm Li Haichuan, a director of a TV station in City A. This is my business card." Li Haichuan briefly introduced himself.

Jiang Ci took the name tag and nodded politely. From Li Haichuan's narration, she probably knew the purpose of the other party's visit.

Jiang Ci watched the famous movie in bewilderment: "Looking for city A? Variety show?"

"Actually, it's not the same as the current variety show. It's a repertoire on our local station." Li Haichuan smiled and explained, "In the past, we would promote a dish in each episode, and invited chefs from different famous restaurants in City ALet’s do it. However, it’s not about competition, it’s about tasting each other, having friendly exchanges, and then promoting our food culture.”

Jiang Ci had no impression of this show, but Wang Jianian, who was wiping the table aside, moved his ears and turned his head.

"Director Li? Wasn't Director Liang doing this show before? Has there been a replacement?"

Li Haichuan glanced at him, and felt that this handsome guy looked familiar again, but he still didn't recognize who he was.

Wang Jianian took the initiative and said, "I am Wang Hechang's son. Your program has invited Wang Pinlou's master several times."

Li Haichuan reacted with surprise on his face. He didn't ask Wang Jianian why he was here, but said embarrassedly: "Director Liang has gone to do other programs, and now I am in charge of this."

If their program is based on the funds approved by the TV station, they may not be able to invite famous chefs regularly, but they are all in City A, and various big stores will sell their face, so the aspect of inviting guests has always been the same.relatively smooth.

Wang Jianian said "Oh", and said to Jiang Ci: "Boss, go ahead, usually they finish filming in half a day, and it doesn't delay things. Don't you still want to promote it, talk is better than nothing."

Li Haichuan listened and sweated a little.

Talk is better than nothing, that's what it says.

Jiang Ci was cheerful, and readily agreed.

...

Stir-fried winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables became an instant hit in small restaurants.

With the ultimate umami taste, the two kinds of vegetarian dishes cut a bloody path from a piece of meat, and people are paying more attention to healthy eating nowadays, so most of the guests like to order a plate of vegetarian dishes recently.

Jiang Ci ran in the market for two mornings, and finally settled on a relatively stable winter bamboo shoot supplier, guaranteeing that in the next two months, the store can eat fresh, crisp, tender, and high-quality winter bamboo shoots.

At the same time, after cleaning the root system, ventilating and changing pots, the Fortune Tree finally re-branched. The fat leaves are verdant and full of vitality.

Jiang Ci took good care of the rich tree, took a photo of it with satisfaction, sent it to the flower shop owner to express his gratitude, and then strolled to the back kitchen to wash his hands.

In the kitchen, the broth has been "gurgling" and exuding a rich and mellow aroma from the metal bucket in the corner.Liang Hui arranged the sweet-scented osmanthus rice cakes and stacked them in the steamer one by one. Lin Wu kneaded the noodles vigorously and undertook most of the preparation work of the noodles.Preparation of bamboo shoots, pickled vegetables and other raw materials.

But Wang Jianian was worried... but too much.

Jiang Ci joined them, and wrapped the steamed buns like a breeze. After wrapping them for a while, her mind suddenly became active.

She asked for advice: "Look, our restaurant has become more famous now, and the queue for diners outside has also grown. Why don't we open a branch? Set up a box or something."

Upon hearing this, Liang Hui said cheerfully, "Really? Boss, I knew that there would be such a day. From the first day you opened the shop, I knew that this shop was extraordinary."

Lin Wu also said with a silly smile: "Okay, I also feel that the store is crowded now, if I can change to a bigger place, I can also use it."

"You're still using it." He Mingcan gave him a disdainful look. In fact, Lin Wu's elbow was always easy to hit him when kneading the dough.

When Jiang Ci heard this, her heart settled down, and she was almost about to make a decision.

However, Wang Jianian said quietly: "Branch? Then which side are you on?"

Wang Jianian: "Do you want to take care of your current small restaurant, or go to a big restaurant to control the scene. You must have a master chef to control a restaurant."

Jiang Ci hesitated and stared at him.

Wang Jianian: "Don't look at me, I'm good at cooking agar, you, I really can't guarantee that I can restore your taste."

Wang Jianian continued to push: "You teach me, you teach me, I help you with apprentices, and then you go to open a shop, the best of both worlds."

Jiang Ci glanced at him suspiciously: "...I taught you, if you teach others, it will be a year of the monkey. I don't just teach myself."

Wang Jianian: "..."

Jiang Ci continued to wrap the buns while looking for ideas in her mind.

Wang Jianian looked at her and said sternly: "I'm serious, you're in this store on Anxu Road now, it's hard to make it bigger, after all, the space is so limited, you don't have any other floors upstairs, and it's impossible to connect the upper and lower floors.", can’t decorate the box at all.”

Wang Jianian: "If you want to grow bigger, my suggestion is to move directly to a good location in the city, recruit a few more employees, and build a site of at least a few hundred square meters, which is spacious and easy to display."

When Jiang Ci heard it, her heart was moved: "How much rent do you get?"

Wang Jianian raised his hand and gestured a number.

Jiang Ci: "..."

Jiang Ci: "Forget it, are things ready for today, let's work first."

Jiang Ci wrapped the bun sadly, feeling that the pleats made today were not as cute as usual.

As far as the rent is concerned, can actually afford it. After all, if change to a big store in a different location, the price can rise accordingly, and the turnover will also increase.However, this is a big project after all, and it is better to prepare more to be safe.

Right now, can only save money first.

...

At five o'clock in the evening, the sun shines through the transparent glass and falls into the store.

Two young and beautiful girls sat by the window of Feng Qianguan and whispered.

Zhi'an ran her fingers through her slightly curly hair, and looked around with her big beautiful eyes. She saw the legendary Boss Jiang coming in and out of the back kitchen, but she wasn't ashamed to start a conversation.

I really don't know how to speak.

Sitting opposite her was her best friend, Song Yue.

Song Yue looked at Zhi'an, and asked curiously: "Is this the chef you said that your father didn't belong to? Is it in this small shop?"

Song Yue frowned indiscriminately. Feng Qianguan's location was not big, and she and her best friend could only share a table with strangers. Although the aroma in the air was quite pleasant, the sound of eating noodles next door still made her feel uncomfortable.It's a little uncomfortable.

Zhi An nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, I heard it's Jiang Ci."

She thought of her father's recent weird behavior, and couldn't help gossiping to her girlfriends: "You know what? My dad didn't like Chinese food very much before. After all, he was used to eating country B dishes since he was young and studying abroad.I also highly admire the several medal chefs there, and every time I go, the basic meals are settled there.”

Zhi'an continued: "But when he went to work in country B this time, he complained about the decline of the chefs' skills every now and then! The food they cook is not as good as the one in his hometown. The small steak is not as good as the cake here. You know,At the beginning, he just wanted to eat a dish from the chef over there, but he spent hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Song Yue was speechless for a while.

She has met Zhi'an's father, he is unsmiling and has a strong aura. She also knows the best restaurants in country B. When she goes abroad, she goes there.

Although the small restaurant in front of me is bright and clean, compared with the luxurious restaurant, the visual contrast is quite cruel.

Top beef, can't compare to a piece of pie here?

Song Yue said hesitantly, "It sounds like you've lowered your head."

Zhi'an nodded, ridiculed: "Yes, I came today just to taste it myself. It's so strange. Even if my dad wants to sell face to the Qi family, he won't be able to do this. It's too licking."

"..." Song Yue looked at the Eldest Young Lady in front of her. She didn't know how to answer the question, and brought the topic, "Speaking of meat, the most impressive thing I've eaten in the past two years is a small lamb chop with herbs.At a height of 100 meters, looking at the bright lights under your feet, the lamb meat is tender and juicy... The chef is our award-winning Chinese.It’s not like being so fascinated by this small restaurant.”

Song Yue closed her eyes, immersed in the delicious memories.

She is very confident in her taste, and she still remembers the reserved face of the chef at that time, with a unique elegance.

It is estimated that Zhi An's father had never tasted that delicacy, so he was confused by the small restaurant in front of him.

As Song Yue was speaking, Zhi An suddenly shook her arm crazily.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, are you talking about..." Zhi An signaled Song Yue to look up, and saw a waiter looking at them with a smile, "Your meals, take your time."

Song Yue: "..."

What was she bragging about just now?

...

Song Yue took a deep breath.

Song Yue calmed down for a while.

Song Yue raised a smile: "You...why are you here?"

In an instant, many thoughts rushed through her mind, and she was quickly rationalizing the picture in front of her.

Her, Dream Chef, is serving her... a plate of fried winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables?

Wang Jianian recognized the faces of the two young ladies in front of him, and said with a smile, "Isn't that obvious? I'm working part-time."

"Part-time job?" Song Yue felt that these two words were unfamiliar, and she blurted out, "How is it possible, just this small shop, how can you work here?!"

"It's impossible." Wang Jianian said bluntly, "Also, it's not polite to dislike his store in front of an employee."

Song Yue came back to her senses: "No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, but..."

No, that's what she meant, which is too strange!!

Don't go to a famous store with an annual salary of more than one million, come here!!

Wang Jianian smiled: "It's okay, I heard that you like my dishes. I'm very happy. I wish you a happy meal today."

Looking at Wang Jianian who didn't want to say much, Song Yue pursed her lips and didn't ask any more questions. She just blinked her eyes and whispered, "Then, can you sign me? Let's take a photo together again."? What a coincidence today..."

Not only she was impressed by the chef that day, but also a group of her friends, but when they looked back to find the chef, they heard that he had returned to China, so they could only turn back disappointed.

In Song Yue's heart, there was... a little bit of wanting to show off.

Of course, this is not easy to say.Song Yue smiled reservedly: "I really like your dishes, I just want to keep them as a souvenir."

Wang Jianian was probably used to this kind of situation, so he didn't refuse, and quickly signed the small book that Song Yue handed over, although there was a little subtlety in his heart.

He glanced at the pickled vegetables and winter bamboo shoots on the table with a complicated expression.

I just don't know, after the girl finishes eating this plate of winter bamboo shoots, will she still... have a place for him in her heart.

Alas, the misery of the chef.

Wang Jianian sighed melancholy in his heart.

Song Yue was quite happy, and took a photo with him with a bright smile.Wang Jianian probably ordered a few words not to send out, not to reveal his location, then turned and left.

Song Yue fully agreed.

After she sat down, she saw Zhi An's indescribable expression.

Song Yue: "What's wrong?"

Zhi'an: "I now...doubt."

Zhi'an: "Tell me, isn't my dad the only one whose head was lowered?" She gestured to Wang Jianian's leaving back with her eyes.

Zhi An: "What should I do? Now I think this dish might be a bit dangerous."

"..." Song Yue looked at her girlfriend speechlessly.

"Forget it, let's eat first. Don't you like bamboo shoots the most? You won't be able to eat them after you go out." Song Yue moved the dinner plate in front of her.

Different from the exquisitely plated lamb chops, which are soft and tender, the bamboo shoots in front of you are white and crisp, with a unique fragrance.The leaves of potherb mustard are blue-yellow like fine buds, fresh and tender, and conquered the two girls in terms of appearance.

Song Yue took advantage of the phone before she put it away, "Kach Kacha" and took a few more photos.

The dishes in front of me are obviously home-cooked dishes, but they are more beautiful than those made at home.

She actually likes to eat meat, that is, she has lost weight recently, so she ordered a vegetarian dish today, thinking that she can eat less.

However, after taking a closer look at the pickled vegetables and winter bamboo shoots, she suddenly felt that she was a little dangerous.

Song Yue grabbed the chopsticks.

It looks better than home-cooked food, so the taste should also be a little bit better than home-cooked food.

At the moment when the bamboo shoots entered the mouth, the girl's eyes slowly widened.

Like the first ray of spring breeze blowing on her face after a heavy snowfall, she felt the exuberant vitality in the bamboo shoots and potherb mustard, the incomparably refreshing and delicious taste erupted in her mouth, and the lingling spring began to stir. This taste belongs to winter, softAnd powerfully washed through her thoughts disturbed by countless trivial matters.

The bamboo shoots are crisp, tender and fresh, with just the right amount of freshness and saltiness from the potherb mustard. The unique flavor brings a wonderful feeling to the tip of the tongue.

Song Yue didn't realize that her expression had changed. She stared straight at the small plate of delicacies on the shallow celadon plate. After a while, she raised her eyes and met her best friend's gaze.

Zhi'an: "..."

Song Yue: "..."

Well, they are screwed too.

...

After Wang Jianian delivered the dishes to another table of guests, he turned his head and saw the two girls immersed in their hard work, and sighed endlessly.

He collected himself, walked to the counter, and saw He Mingcan looking at him with a smile on his face.

Wang Jianian: "?"

He Mingcan: "Brother Nian, I didn't expect you to be so famous?" He saw it just now, and a diner actually asked him to sign it!This is a treatment that Boss Jiang doesn't even have!

Liang Hui next to her also boasted: "Yes, Jia Nian is really amazing."

Wang Jianian smiled reservedly, and said politely: "It's just a past guest, I just recognized it."

"That's not easy." Liang Hui said, "When I go to a restaurant to eat, I don't even remember what their boss, chef and waiter look like. If they can be remembered by customers, it must be delicious.It's gone."

He Mingcan also said: "That's right, brother Nian. I see you as a sweeping monk now. Tell me, how great is your award."

Wang Jianian said with a cool heart and a serious surface: "Do the work first. I want to chat before the work is finished."

Wang Jianian went into the back kitchen to help for a while, and after thinking about it in his heart, he felt that something was wrong. When he came out with the dishes, he said to He Mingcan who was standing on the counter: "No, why don't I think you worship me."

Fortunately, Liang Hui and Lin Wu are both real people. When he taught them the basic skills, they treated him politely as a teacher.

He Mingcan in front of him is not disobedient, he just wants to choke him from time to time.

He Mingcan thought for a while and began to explain: "You just say, you stand in my position."

Wang Jianian stared at him: "Yes."

"Your boss is this one." He Mingcan said, pointing to Jiang Ci who was busy in the back kitchen, "It's over, there is a person standing in front of you, begging the boss to cook for him every day... the chef.”

He Mingcan pointed in front of him reservedly again.

He Mingcan: "Put yourself in another place, do you admire him?"

Wang Jianian: "..."

Wang Jianian: "..."

Wang Jianian: "...Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

The author has something to say:

Tears flowed from the corner of my mouth while eating instant noodles and watching the video of digging bamboo shoots

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