klisemfg Chapter 353 Fatty Wang Tests the Dishes
Chapter 353 Fatty Wang Tests the Dishes
Just as Fatty Wang reached the door, Xu Yiyi suddenly spoke.
"stop."
He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his large body swaying as he nearly tripped over the threshold.
"Let's try the dish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Wang showed a look of astonishment.
"Didn't you want to be a cook?"
Xu Yi didn't even look up, slowly stirring the soup pot with the long ladle in her hand. "The stove is over there. Try one of your best dishes."
Wang Pangzi's beady eyes lit up instantly, and a fawning smile spread across his fleshy face.
"Mr. Xu has excellent taste!"
He rubbed his hands together and quickly went into the kitchen. Once he tied his apron, he showed a rare kind of efficiency.
Xu Anyang leaned against the door with his arms crossed, watching coldly.
Ah Fu and Aunt Fu also curiously came over, and even Lao Lu, who had forgotten to keep an eye on Si Hai practicing martial arts, came over and peered into the window through the food delivery opening.
"His cooking skills are quite good."
As Lao Lu casually remarked, he reached into the food delivery slot, grabbed a handful of fried peanuts, and stuffed them into his mouth.
"Before you opened your restaurant, Hong Gang's business was really good."
Although Lao Lu couldn't stand the people at Ruyi Residence next door, he knew that Fatty Wang was truly capable.
"Even if you open a restaurant later, Hong Gang's business can still continue, all thanks to Fatty Wang supporting it."
Old Lu pursed his lips, but ultimately didn't say anything against his conscience.
Xu Yiyi didn't respond, but stood aside and watched.
Yunniang immediately gave up her spot on the cutting board.
Fatty Wang picked a piece of pork belly from the cutting board, and with a flash of his knife, the slices of meat with alternating layers of fat and lean were neatly arranged.
Heat the pan with cold oil, sauté scallions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, then slide the sliced meat into the pan with a "sizzle" sound, instantly filling the air with aroma.
"Stir-fried pork belly?"
A-Yue raised an eyebrow.
"wrong!"
Fatty Wang proudly tossed the wok, exclaiming, "It's 'Golden Jade Abundance'!"
With a flick of his wrist, the slice of meat arced through the air before landing steadily back into the pot.
As the wine was poured down the edge of the pot, flames shot up to half a person's height, causing Afu to exclaim in surprise.
Finally, thicken the sauce with cornstarch, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and the dish, with its perfect color, aroma, and flavor, is ready to serve.
"Mr. Xu, would you like to give your feedback?"
Fatty Wang brought out the "Golden Jade Abundance" dish, his face radiating confidence.
Xu Yiyi started eating first.
The sliced meat was surprisingly delicious—rich yet not greasy, tender and smooth.
She looked up at Fatty Wang; this guy really did have some skills.
"how?"
Fatty Wang rubbed his hands together, his eyes full of anticipation.
She put down her chopsticks and said calmly, "You guys give it a try."
Having said that, he pushed the plate out.
A-Yue glanced at her suspicious expression, picked up a piece of meat, and raised her eyebrows high after taking a bite.
Xu Anyang, on the other hand, immediately took three bites of meat and mumbled something.
"It really is delicious. Last time you made that barbecue, it looked so awful. I thought you were just all show and no substance."
Fatty Wang scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
"Back then, I was fighting with Hong Gang, so naturally I wasn't willing to do things properly."
Old Lu didn't say anything, but the fact that he simply shoved the plate away proved that Fatty Wang's cooking skills were up to par.
After all, this old man has the pickiest palate.
"For the first three months, your salary will be seven taels of silver per month, including room and board. Once you have worked for three months, your salary will automatically increase to ten taels of silver per month."
Xu Yiyi asked Sihai to bring paper and pen and began to draft a contract, which included a clause stating that "there will be additional rewards during festivals."
Wang Pangzi's beady eyes widened in surprise; this was twice as many as what Biyiju had.
Everyone says that the labor costs at Wufu Restaurant are high, but no one knows exactly how high.
Now, he has also broadened his horizons.
He eagerly dipped his brush in the ink, then suddenly looked up as if remembering something: "Boss Xu, this food is fine, but there's no need for lodging. My home isn't far from here, it's just in the alley behind."
Xu Yiyi slammed the still-wet contract onto the stone table, and Fatty Wang eagerly reached out to take it.
But she stopped him.
What's the rush?
She picked up the contract with two fingers and shook it. "I still need to go to the brokerage to get it stamped."
The joy on Fatty Wang's face froze, and he said awkwardly, "Do we, as neighbors, need to go through a brokerage firm?"