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Chapter 62 I'll Teach You All My Skills

Chapter 62 I’ll teach you all my skills

"Two people came outside, an old man and a middle-aged man. They looked like members of Xiao Lu's family."

After Lu Shuwu was called out, Hu Zhihai lay down in front of the counter and peeked out secretly, observing and explaining to Jiang Yu.

"This old man should be Xiao Lu's grandfather. Tsk tsk. He is worthy of being the 'Head of Hunan Cuisine'. He looks very imposing.

I really want to taste what his cooking tastes like!”

"Zhihai, let's get down to business. Where are you hiding and peeking? How bad would it be if someone discovered you?"

Jiang Yu was still eating. He pointed at the food on the table and continued,

"Do you want to eat this chicken? If you don't, I'll eat it!"

"Eat, eat, eat! I haven't even taken a few bites, how can I fall over?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yu's words, Hu Zhihai quickly sat back, picked up a piece of chicken, took a bite, and said while eating,

"I saw that old man came to our store, I don't know what he wanted to do?"

Jiang Yu smiled and took out what he said to Lu Shuwu last time and said it again:

"Grandpa Lu is right, this is a secret recipe passed down from our ancestors."

Jiang Yu, Hu Zhihai and others had seen this scene many times and didn't think there was anything wrong. However, Lu Chunming, who followed, was stunned. His mouth was slightly open and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"This soup dumpling is well made. The skin is as thin as paper and can transmit light. You can still faintly see the soup and meat filling inside.

Not long after, the two of them came back with a piece of food each. After placing it on the table, Jiang Yu said with a smile:

The pleats on the dough are also made very delicately, and each one is the same size and unbiased.

Lu Jinsheng raised his eyebrows, and his expression finally became a little less calm. He picked up the small bowl and poured the soup into his mouth.

After finishing the whole basket of soup dumplings, Lu Jinsheng had to admit that the dumplings were indeed very distinctive. No wonder Xiao Wu was attracted to them.

"These soup dumplings are really delicious. No wonder Xiao Wu is reluctant to go home."

After that, he said no more, picked up a soup dumpling with his chopsticks, and put it into the bowl.

"Grandpa Lu is so humble. Your reputation is accumulated from the praise of every diner."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment. Before he could think more, he heard a knock on the door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.

Seeing Lu Shuwu's grandfather coming, Jiang Yu quickly stood up from his seat and said politely,

"By the way, I just forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Yu, and I own this small shop."

Lu Jinsheng nodded and smiled, pulled out his chair and sat down.

Lu Jinsheng closed his eyes and tasted it for a long time, and then he recovered. He took a long breath and muttered in a low voice,

"This, how is this possible?"

After saying that, his movements suddenly started to become faster, and the number of soup dumplings in the steamer became less and less visible to the naked eye. It didn't take long for them all to go into Lu Jinsheng's stomach.

He is now one of the top Chinese pastry masters in China and is very famous."

He knew very well what kind of person his father was. He was a good cook, but he often looked down on the food cooked by others. If he was willing to take a bite of the food cooked by other people, it would be great. How could he be like this now?

He actually ate a whole basket of soup dumplings in one go!

"Well, China has a vast territory and rich resources, and there are many capable people and strangers among the people."

He stretched out his chopsticks and gently poked the dough. The steaming, rich soup, with an ultimate fragrance, slowly overflowed from the dough. For a while, the small store was filled with aroma.

Boss Xiaojiang, I don’t know if there’s any left, could you let me have a taste too?”

"Grandpa Lu, the things are here, please take your time and taste them."

"Don't listen to what Xiao Wu said about me being a master of Hunan cuisine. In fact, there might be an expert hiding in a small shop without a sign on the street who cooks food that is much better than mine."

"Okay, thank you, Boss Xiao Jiang."

As Jiang Yu said this, he waved to Hu Zhihai and turned around to get ready.

"Yes, Grandpa Lu, wait a moment."

It seemed that it was a bit unsatisfactory, so he quickly put the remaining dough and meat filling into his mouth and started chewing.

"Well, it's good, it's good. They are all young people and energetic. No wonder Xiao Wu likes to be with you guys."

"This smell..."

"We're just having lunch now, right? It looks really good!

Seeing that Jiang Yu was a little confused, he smiled and explained,

"That old boy Qian Guishun has been in the soup dumpling business for eight generations, and by his generation it is already the eleventh generation, but it is a truly ancestral craft.

He didn't move his chopsticks immediately, but took a closer look at the food in front of him, and kept talking,

When he saw some uneaten food on the table in front of Jiang Yu and others, he couldn't help but smile and said,

Let’s not talk about the taste. Just like this, it’s hard to find.

As he spoke, he pointed to Hu Zhihai and others, "This is my classmate Hu Zhihai, and the others are also work-study students who come to the store."

Come to the store?

If you have time to come to Tanzhou in the future, remember to come to your home as a guest, so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."

"Well, my grandpa is here."

"Grandpa Lu is so polite. We are all friends with Brother Xiao Wu. There is no question of whether we should take care of him or not. Besides, Brother Xiao Wu has also helped everyone a lot here."

Lu Shuwu walked in from the door with a frustrated look on his face, glanced at Jiang Yu and others, and muttered:

During this time, I would like to thank everyone for taking care of Xiao Wu.

Lu Jinsheng glared at Lu Shuwu, then turned to look at the environment in the store, and finally turned his attention to everyone and said with a smile,

"Good afternoon everyone, I am Lu Shuwu's grandfather.

"Grandpa, I am not the god of plague. I will come when I come. Do you need to be so downcast?"

Lu Jinsheng didn't get to the bottom of it. He nodded and said with a smile,

However, he was still a little confused. He turned to look at Jiang Yu who was standing aside. Lu Jinsheng said,

"The most important thing about your soup dumplings is that the meat filling is well seasoned. The taste is different from what I have eaten before. Even I can't tell what seasonings are in it, but it is extremely delicious.

Once people eat it, they want to eat it a second time.”

I remember that the one who made the best soup dumplings was Qian Guishun from Fuxiangju Restaurant in Chang'an. This soup dumplings are only a little inferior to Old Man Qian."

Lu Jinsheng nodded and took a few steps forward.

Are these soup dumplings really that delicious?!

Smelling the fresh fragrance still floating in the air, Lu Chunming couldn't help but swallowed subconsciously.

"Hahaha, I love hearing what you say."

Lu Jinsheng laughed heartily. He raised his finger and pointed at Lu Shuwu and said seriously,

"I know what Xiao Wu is thinking. He doesn't want to go back with me to learn how to cook. He just wants to stay here and eat and drink with you.

I tried the soup dumplings you made, and they were indeed delicious. You are also very talented in cooking, but when it comes to cooking Hunan cuisine, I am not bragging. There are definitely no more than three people who can surpass me!

Why don't you just go with Xiao Wu and follow me back to Tanzhou, and I'll teach you all my skills!"
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