"Hiss! This blood duck is so spicy and delicious! The spicier it is, the more I want to eat it!"

"Oh my gosh! This Gannan fried fish is so delicious, isn't it? It just has a lot of spines, ouch!"

"The whitebait steamed egg is so delicious that it makes you want to cry! So fresh! So smooth!"

"..."

Lu Shuwu is a big foodie. When he tastes delicious food, he is accustomed to savoring it slowly and is obsessed with the feeling of various wonderful flavors dancing among his taste buds.

For him, this is a rare enjoyment.

So, by the time he finished tasting this small spoonful of lotus blood duck, a while had passed.

He smacked his lips, feeling a little unfinished. When he was about to take another spoonful, he was shocked to find that several plates on the table were empty. Where was the Lotus Blood Duck?

"this……"

Lu Shuwu looked astonished and looked around and found that except Jiang Yu, everyone else had their mouths full of oil and looked satisfied. Hu Zhihai even licked his lips obscenely!

What kind of gangsters are these?

I just took a bite of the lotus blood duck, and in the blink of an eye, not only the lotus blood duck was gone, but also the Gannan fried fish and whitebait steamed eggs!

What made him even more angry was that with so many dishes on the table, only these three plates were empty. There was so much left of the homemade bandit pork liver, stir-fried vermicelli with sauerkraut, farm stir-fried pork and mushroom meat soup!

What do you mean? Does this mean that the food I cook is not delicious?!

Shivering!

"Boss Xiao Jiang, the steamed buns should be ready now. I'll bring them out for everyone to try!"

Ma Guoqiang was really satisfied today. After tasting the dishes prepared by Jiang Yu, he was even more convinced that he had come to the right place this time.

Don't talk about salary or wages, even if there is no money, as long as he can eat such delicious food every day, he is willing to stay and work!

Ma Guoqiang is in his fifties. His wife is a primary school teacher, and his only son also works in a foreign company. Life is not a worry for him. He went out looking for work because he just couldn't stay idle.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Master Ma. Be careful when opening the box so you don't get burned."

Jiang Yu smiled at him, turned around and said to Hu Zhihai,

"Zhihai, please follow Master Ma and bring out the rice noodles and meat from the second layer of the steamer. Remember to sprinkle some chopped green onion after you bring it out. I have already cut it."

"And rice noodles and meat? You didn't tell me earlier!"

When Hu Zhihai heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly stood up from his seat, and walked to the kitchen with Ma Guoqiang.

"Aren't you full yet? Don't worry, the steamed buns will be here soon. There are meat buns and vegetable buns, both made by Master Ma and Master He."

After the two of them left, Jiang Yu greeted everyone again and said with a smile,

“These are special Hunan dishes made by Brother Xiao Wu, and many people may have never heard of them.

This is bandit pork liver, which is the most representative dish in the "bandit cuisine" culture that appeared in western Hunan in the last century. Also, this is farm-style stir-fried pork, and this is stir-fried vermicelli with pickled cabbage...

Come on, come on, everyone, don’t be polite, have a taste!”

With Jiang Yu's recommendation, everyone who had lost interest after one taste also raised their chopsticks, picked up one or two chopsticks very reservedly, put them in their mouths, tasted them slowly, and nodded in praise:

"Brother Xiao Wu, your stir-fried pork is also very delicious, spicy and chewy!"

“This is the first time I’ve eaten stir-fried vermicelli with pickled cabbage. It’s sour, spicy and delicious, and I feel like it goes very well with rice!”

"This pork liver is not bad. It's so spicy. No wonder it's called bandit pork liver!"

"..."

Listening to these seemingly true and false compliments, the smile on Lu Shuwu's face seemed stiff, and his heart seemed to be empty and empty:

Listen, listen! Is this human talk?

What does "ye" mean that it's delicious? It's not obvious that this means that I'm not as delicious as Jiang Yu.

Who are you looking down on? This is!

Yes, my cooking skills are indeed not as good as his, but the dishes I cook are not as unpalatable as you show, right?

At my level, the food cooked by the chefs in the first and second cafeterias is much more delicious. Normally, if you want to eat it, you have to spend a lot of money to go to a big hotel to get it!

Do you like to eat it or not?

Lu Shuwu felt aggrieved.

I was quite happy today. The boss made four dishes by himself. I thought I could taste a few more bites. Who knew that I ran into a group of robbers and the food was gone after just one bite.

The Gannan stir-fried fish and the whitebait steamed egg were the only dishes he could smell!

"I'm older than you, can I call you Xiao Wu?"

He Chunxiao was a rather attentive person. She looked at Lu Shuwu who was sitting next to her and looked unhappy. She felt that she should say a few words. She smiled and said,

"Xiao Wu, these dishes you cook are really delicious. My grandma's house is over there in Tanzhou, so our family loves Hunan cuisine.

Let me tell you the truth, these dishes of yours are even more delicious than those made by my mother, let alone mine. If you are free later, can you teach me how to cook them?

If I could do this, my mother would be surprised."

When He Chunxiao said this, his tone was sincere and his expression was sincere. It was clear that he was speaking from his heart.

Lu Shuwu suddenly felt more comfortable. This is right. My cooking skills are not as good as those of the boss, but I am definitely better than the average chef. Otherwise, why would this sister ask me for advice?

He coughed, smiled reservedly and said:

"Sister Chunxiao, you're too polite. It's not about teaching or not. I'm not a chef. We can discuss it with each other later."

"Then it's settled!" He Chunxiao pursed his lips and smiled.

The two of them chatted for a few words before Ma Guoqiang came out of the kitchen carrying a tray of steaming steamed buns. The unique aroma of meat buns wafted from a distance.

Behind him, Hu Zhihai was also holding a large soup bowl, filled with rice noodles and meat sprinkled with green onions, which glowed with an attractive oily shine under the light.

The whole table looked at each other, and everyone's eyes were full of desire...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ma Guoqiang is also very proud at this moment. To be honest, he is very good at making steamed buns, especially fresh meat buns, and the taste of the stuffing he adjusts is also good.

It's a must-have, no one who has eaten it doesn't like it.

Look, now that these people smell the smell of steamed buns, don’t they all look over eagerly?

To work under a person with superb cooking skills like Boss Xiaojiang, you must have some real skills, otherwise you will be looked down upon by others?

He walked to the table with a smile on his face, put down the tray in his hand, and said happily:

"Come on, come on, steamed buns and steamed buns still have to be eaten while they're hot. Don't be polite, come and try them all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stood up with a "boom", picked up their chopsticks and gathered around, still saying:

"Hey, don't grab it, Senior Brother Jiang is still here!"

"Hold the grass! Are you too black? You actually hold it in a bowl!"

"Save some for me, I haven't tasted it yet!"

"..."

This posture frightened Ma Guoqiang. He quickly took two steps back, wondering when did the steamed buns he and Xiao He made become so popular? Does everyone still want to grab them?

This, this is a bit unscientific!

Before he could figure it out, everyone seemed to have finished "grabbing for food", and everyone sat back down again with some unfinished expressions on their faces.

Ma Guoqiang took a closer look and said, "Oh! The steamed buns and steamed buns he just brought seemed to be missing, and the tray was still piled full!"

Instead, it was a large soup bowl of rice noodles and meat that Hu Zhihai brought back...

Where else can I get rice noodles and meat?

Even the small piece of potato that fell on the table during the fight was picked up by Hu Zhihai and stuffed into his mouth!

"Master Ma, Master He, these meat buns are well made!"

Ma Guoqiang was in a daze when he suddenly heard Jiang Yu speak. He had already taken a bite of the big meat bun in his hand, and continued with some satisfaction on his face,

"The skin of these meat buns is fluffy and soft without leaking oil. The meat filling is tender, juicy and fragrant with green onions. It tastes really good."

As he said that, he turned to look at the others, smiled and urged,

"I told you not to be polite, you all should try it. This bun needs to be hot to taste!"

Only then did the others take action, pick up steamed buns or steamed buns and start eating them. After taking a bite, they couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"These meat buns are really delicious, much better than the buns in the cafeteria!"

"In the cafeteria, they are also called steamed buns. The outer skin is thick and the fillings are little. It's better to eat steamed buns!"

"Wow! These are spicy tofu buns. They are fragrant, spicy, soft, and delicious!"

"This is a stuffed bun with mushrooms and vegetables. When you bite into it, the soup will flow out. It's so fragrant!"

"..."

Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao, who were a little embarrassed before, couldn't help but look at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing everyone's comments.

It’s okay, okay, everyone is very considerate!
To be continued...