Jia Dequan did not come back alone. There was a young man in his twenties accompanying him.

This young man's name is Jia Zhibin, a distant relative of the old Jia family. Based on seniority, he must be called Grandpa Jia Dequan.

According to Jia Dequan himself, this young Jia is quite talented in cooking. He also learned in the kitchen of his family's restaurant for several years. Although he is still a little immature in cooking now, he has a solid grasp of basic cooking skills.

Jia Dequan's son originally disagreed with Lao Jia coming to Jiangzhou again, but after learning that Jia Dequan was willing to let Xiao Jia come with him, he actually agreed after being embarrassed for a while.

Probably he also knew that he couldn't stop his father. In this case, having a young man by his side to take care of him would at least give him some peace of mind.

In addition, the chef in his restaurant has indeed reached the point where he is out of business. If dad can bring Xiao Jia out and let him learn more skills, it will be a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Just like that, after the stalemate for such a long time, the two father and son finally reached a tacit understanding. Jia Dequan couldn't stay at home for a moment, so he packed up his things that day and took Xiao Jia to Jiangzhou again.

"Xiao Jiang, you have gone to the No. 7 dining room on the second floor now. The manpower in the kitchen on the first floor is very tight, right?"

Jia Dequan turned to look at Xiao Jia, then smiled at Jiang Yu and said,

"Let Xiao Jia give it a try. Even though he is young, his cooking is still quite good.

It’s hard to tell for others. In another six months or a year, it won’t be a problem to surpass Xiao Wu.”

Before Jiang Yu could speak, Lu Shuwu came over carrying two baskets of steaming soup dumplings, and listened to everything Jia Dequan said.

He was like a fighting cock, his feathers suddenly exploded, and he said with an unconvinced look:

"Old Jia, are you looking down on others too much?

I have talent and work hard enough, but I am convinced that I am not as good as my boss, but you are saying that I am not as good as this little kid you brought here?

What are you bragging about?"

Ever since Jiang Yu taught him some of the recipes and unique preparation methods of the dishes, Lu Shuwu has begun to expand.

There is a kind of conceited mentality like the boss of Jiang Yu and his second son.

At this time, he couldn't bear to hear others say he was not good.

The dishes I cook are so delicious. If this doesn’t work, who can?

Therefore, when Lao Jia said this, he refuted it on the spot.

"Haha, Xiao Wu, if you are so confident, wouldn't it be enough for you two to each cook a table of dishes to compete in a year?"

Seeing that Lu Shuwu was anxious, Jia Dequan did not argue with him and said with a smile,

"If you two don't understand anything, you can come and ask me. I will treat everyone equally and not be partial.

A year later, in the competition, I gave myself the kitchen notes I had recorded for decades as a reward, and whoever wins can take it!"

When these words came out, even Jiang Yu was shocked.

Decades of kitchen notes, isn’t that Lao Jia’s experience as a chef?

Ever since Lu Shuwu's grandfather gave him his recorded cooking experience, Jiang Yu felt that he had benefited a lot every time he read it. This thing was a summary of decades of experience of a master chef.

No matter which chef gets it, he will keep it like a treasure.

This thing is simply a family heirloom for those who learn to cook!

Strictly speaking, whoever an old chef is willing to hand over his recorded experience is equivalent to treating him as his successor, and he does so without any reservations.

Of course, Lu Shuwu's grandfather, Lu Jinsheng, had no such intention when he gave the notes to Jiang Yu, because he believed that the food he cooked was not as delicious as Jiang Yu's, and the two people should be of equal skill.

This note was not given to Jiang Yu, but borrowed from Jiang Yu and then handed over to Lu Shuwu.

The reason why he gave it to Jiang Yu first was because Lu Jinsheng was dissatisfied with Jiang Yu's knife skills and other basic cooking skills at that time, and hoped that he could improve as soon as possible.

Lu Shuwu was also frightened by Lao Jia's words and waved his hands repeatedly:

"Isn't this appropriate?"

"You said this as if you were sure to win."

Lao Jia sneered and glanced sideways at Lu Shuwu.

"I'm just asking you if you dare. If you don't dare, forget it. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"What is there to be afraid of? If a tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

Being so provoked by Lao Jia, Lu Shuwu also got angry. He scratched his neck and said,

"Let's compete. Don't wait for a year. Let's do it by the end of this year. When the competition is over, I will just take the reward and go home to celebrate the New Year!"

"Okay, be ambitious!"

Lao Jia laughed loudly and said again,

"But just having ambition is not enough. You have to work hard. If you lose by then, you will be embarrassed to see others."

"Will I lose? I don't even know how to write lose!"

"Okay, okay, I will remember your words!"

Lao Jia nodded, and the matter came to an end here. He turned to look at Jiang Yu again, and asked with a smile,

"Boss Xiao Jiang, do you want to consider what I just said?"

"There is indeed a shortage of manpower in the kitchen on the first floor. I was originally worried about where to find a suitable chef, but then you came back, Lao Jia."

Jiang Yu thought for a while, smiled and said,

"I have nothing to worry about his cooking skills. With you guiding him, it won't be any worse no matter how bad he is.

My main concern now is that he won't be able to adapt to the working environment and pace of the canteen kitchen.

How about we let Xiao Jia try it out for a day or two first to see if he can handle a big pot of food?"

"Okay, you have the final say on this matter."

Lao Jia pulled up a chair and sat down, ready to have breakfast. He smiled and said,

"Anyway, since he's here with me, he has to find something to do. If he can't cook, he has to do it honestly by washing and chopping vegetables."

…

Jiang Yu was chatting with Jia Dequan in the kitchen on the first floor, looking quite relaxed and at ease. Little did he know that the reservation phone number at the reception desk upstairs was almost full of calls!

Fortunately, Yan Tongtong has long been accustomed to such heated scenes, otherwise, she might really be frightened by the constant ringing of the phone.

In order to prevent it from being like yesterday, my voice had already gone hoarse before the appointment time was over.

This time, she took a big glass early, bought some fat seaweed from the drug store, soaked it in a glass of water and put it on the side.

The most important thing is that when talking to guests, she speaks softly and no longer speaks at the top of her voice.

Not to mention, the effect of this trick is quite good. She has answered more than ten calls now, and her throat does not feel uncomfortable at all, and her voice still sounds so clear and sweet.

Yesterday was the first day that reservations for private rooms were accepted. In just two hours, the private rooms within a week had already been booked.

Many of the people who booked private rooms are locals in Jiangzhou, and only a few people are from the surrounding areas of Jiangzhou.

But the people who called to book private rooms today were spread far and wide.

Probably because the dishes in Restaurant No. 7 were filmed and spread yesterday on video, the first person who called actually spoke with a Sichuan accent.

Yan Tongtong originally thought that this was a Sichuan and Shu people working in Jiangzhou or nearby. After all, transportation is very developed these days and Sichuan and Shu people are distributed in various places. This is not a strange thing.

What she didn't expect was that she guessed wrong this time.

On the other end of the phone, a cheerful voice said with a smile:

"Sister, you are mistaken, Suo, I am from Sichuan and Sichuan, and I am in Rongcheng now."

"Ah? You are in Rongcheng, but our restaurant No. 7 is in Jiangzhou. Isn't it too far?"

Yan Tongtong almost couldn't believe it. It was nearly 1,500 kilometers away from Chengdu to Jiangzhou, and the round trip cost thousands of yuan!

With thousands of dollars of money, where can I not eat, and why do I have to come as far away as Jiangzhou?

What's more, Chengdu has always been a gathering place for gourmet food. Every year, a large number of tourists and foodies come there to feast. This big brother, you have a personality, and you actually want to run out to find food...

"It's not far, it's only two hours away by plane. I had lunch in Jiangzhou and I still had time to come back for supper."

Listening to this elder brother talk, you can tell that he is an optimistic person who always speaks cheerfully.

“I also saw that boss Xiao Jiang made a lot of Sichuan and Sichuan dishes, and everyone said they were extremely delicious, so I thought about coming over to try them.

I am a Sichuanese and have eaten the food here since I was a child. I really don’t know what the delicious Sichuan food tastes like!

Must try it!”

Yan Tongtong is not a fool, and even a fool cannot get into Jiangnan University.

Although this elder brother spoke with a smile, there was something wrong with what he said. It felt a bit like he came here to "play a game".

Otherwise, as a Sichuanese, since you eat Sichuan cuisine every day, even if you want to eat delicious food, you should change your taste. There is no reason to travel thousands of miles to Jiangzhou.

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When you say you don't know "what the most delicious Sichuan cuisine tastes like", isn't this just because you are not convinced that the dishes prepared by Restaurant No. 7 have received such a rating?

Good guy!

Let's open a small restaurant in the school cafeteria, but some people are not convinced and even come to "look for trouble"...
To be continued...