Return To 1977 Chapter 749: Reconcile losses

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As the saying goes, you can wear a lot of clothes but never wear anything.

Hong Yanwu tried his best to sell the goods and trick the two masters.

It should be said that Huaying is a kind person and is actually easy to deal with.

Unfortunately, he is too kind, cautious, and has no independent opinion at all.

Chatting and joking are fine, but when it comes to things in the kitchen, she listens to "Zhang Dashao" and refuses to step out of bounds.

Not to mention passing on the craftsmanship, I can’t even try making "Shredded Pork with Fish Flavor".

So Hong Yanwu came back in the end. There was no way to save the country through curves, so he had to use "Zhang Dashao" as a breakthrough.

But what about this old guy? It's really a strong fortress.

Hong Yanwu flattered him with "China Smoke", but he refused to accept it.

I scolded Hong Yanwu for being a prodigal, and all the money he earned was smoked and burned.

Hong Yanwu saw that he loved tea and gave him good tea, but he didn't want it.

I have been drinking "Gao Moer" for most of my life, but I am not used to it.

Even when Hong Yanwu offered him a refill of boiling water, he pressed the teapot and refused to let him do so.

He also said that he would not be rewarded for no merit. This was a courtesy from a disciple to his master, and he couldn't bear it.

That’s called a food that doesn’t have enough oil and salt, and is cold and astringent.

Later, Hong Yanwu rolled his eyes and started focusing on daily necessities.

"Do you have a TV at home? I have a way to import household appliances..."

But before he finished speaking, the old man came back.

"Why do I need those things! Are they imported? Are you responsible for breaking my teeth? Let me tell you, I am only interested in eating and drinking. Don't mention anything else to me."

Hong Yanwu was particularly unwilling.

"No, you don't like it, then, then your family..."

Another tough sentence.

"I have no home, no wife and children, and I am a dead old man!"

Good guy, if you even scold yourself, you are cruel!

Hong Yanwu was stunned for a long time, and finally swallowed and spit.

"Well, is that okay? I'll bring you two bottles of Maotai to try tomorrow, and you just..."

I didn’t expect to completely make the old guy impatient.

"Go, go, go, if you want a drink, I won't buy it myself? If you have nothing to do, you are trying to be courteous. If you have nothing to do, you are either committing adultery or stealing! Just go and work for me!"

Well, even with a face like a city wall, there is no way to discuss this matter further, so Hong Yanwu can only resigned in despair.

But he didn't expect that "Zhang Dashao" would take the initiative to change his temper one day.

One day in late June, "Zhang Dashao" who came to work unexpectedly brought a belly from home and cut it open in the kitchen.

At that time, Chen Liquan was rubbing coal outside, while Hong Yanwu was laying ice in the house.

It was called a fragrant fragrance. As soon as he smelled it while he was working, he unconsciously dropped a large drop of saliva on the ground.

Needless to say, it’s quite hopeless to be such a loser at the scene.

Hong Yanwu himself knew it was embarrassing, so he stepped on it with his foot.

Unexpectedly, "Zhang Dashao" saw him anyway, and surprisingly, he greeted him with a smile.

"You know what you are good at. I made this little belly myself, with more than a dozen ingredients. Come over and try it..."

Hong Yanwu was naturally overjoyed when he was invited for the first time. He had been looking forward to this day.

So without any further delay, he walked over with a nod, took a large piece of belly and put it directly into his mouth.

To say that this belly is really extraordinary, it is very different from the ones outside. It has a strange aroma of cardamom, and the meat is no longer meat, but has a glutinous texture.

It’s just that the more you chew, the more sticky your mouth becomes and you get a little acid reflux...

At the end of chewing, the aroma was gone and it became a bit unpalatable.

But this is the first reward from "Zhang Dashao", and Hong Yanwu can't live up to his kindness.

So to save face, he forced himself to swallow it.

Unexpectedly, "Zhang Dashao", who had been staring at his face when he arrived here, said the second half of the hidden sentence unhurriedly,

"...Is it broken? You just swallow it? I forgot about it at home. It has been there for a long time. It was used to treat mice..."

"I will...!"

Hong Yanwu was so sick that he vomited without saying anything else.

He was vomiting and had nausea for three days before he could suppress the oily smell of rotting meat.

In short, whether the old guy did it on the spur of the moment or had a premeditated plan, it was really wicked to trick him.

But fortunately, real heroes don't wear red pants. Hong Yanwu is young and has a great body.

This little thing couldn't cure his greed, and he soon became full of energy again.

And this matter also made him understand. If he begged for nothing, he would be a "thief" and "Zhang Dashao". He had to make up for it no matter what, otherwise it would never end.

In fact, after the incident, "Zhang Dashao" also felt a little guilty.

Although he is not afraid of Hong Yanwu going to the factory leaders, the key point is that a cook's professional ethics is very important, and it is really embarrassing to publicize this matter.

Think about it, he actually deliberately let people eat rotten food for the sake of fighting spirit, which is indeed too much.

So, feeling regretful, he relaxed his attitude for the first time.

But even so, it wasn't that good and it just went with Hong Yanwu's wishes.

For this reason, just wanting him to pass on his craftsmanship is unreasonable.

In the end, he only agreed to cook a dish for Hong Yanwu to try, and there must be additional conditions.

The first thing is to check his mood. When cooking for the factory leader, he just cooks what he wants to do. He is not allowed to choose or choose.

The second thing is that Hong Yanwu cannot eat for free. He uses public goods and must pay according to the price. There is no free food.

These two items didn't matter to Hong Yanwu. He immediately nodded and agreed without even stumbling.

Not to mention, "Zhang Dashao" really kept his word this time. He made a honey-roasted chicken the next day and gave half of it to Hong Yanwu.

But the asking price is actually fifteen yuan.

Don’t forget, this is 1982.

The best dish of "Polar Bear" is only one dollar apiece, which is the seafood.

The real deal in restaurants outside is that the roast duck from "Judequan" costs ten yuan a piece. "Fish Maw with White Sauce" from "Jingcheng Hotel" twenty-five.

This "Zhang Dashao" actually dares to sell it for fifteen and a half yuan. What is this if it's not "black"?

Sure enough, the old guy was very proud when he put the chicken in front of Hong Yanwu.

He said, "How is it? Are you feeling distressed? Let me make it clear first, it's not that I sell it expensively, my craftsmanship is worth the price. It's not that I don't do it, it's that you can't bear it. Anyway, you miss this village. But there’s no such store anymore. If you want to eat again, I won’t serve you.”

To put it bluntly, it is clear that Hong Yanwu can see it but cannot eat it.

Or maybe you want him to eat it in his mouth and feel pain in his heart.

It's just a pity that he has blind eyes, and he never imagined that the little kitchen worker in front of him would be the richest man in the entire Republic.

So the result was completely screwed up.

Hong Yanwu was drooling. When he turned around in his pocket, he took out thirty yuan.

What is this?

I bet he still wants that half.

"Zhang Dashao" became anxious now, "What's the matter with you? Don't touch your nose and face. I'm only selling you half of this dish today. If you want to eat it again, it's gone."

But Hong Yanwu has words.

"Master Zhang, then you are going to break your promise. It is only one dish we promised. Half? Half can only be considered one dish?"

Well, "Zhang Dashao" can't open his eyes and tell lies. This is unreasonable.

But he couldn't be generous even if he wanted to, because the other half of the chicken was intended for the factory leaders to eat at noon.

If it was really given to Hong Yanwu, what would he do to deal with the errands?

What should we do in the end? He could only agree to Hong Yanwu's condition of taking advantage of the situation and cook him another dish when he had time.

Just like that, not only did this boy and Chen Liquan get a taste of "Zhang Dashao's" craftsmanship.

I also got a big deal and made a reservation for the next time.