NOVEL WEB Chapter 56 Cooking in person
Ke Lai Restaurant is very famous for its boiled pork slices. I heard that many out-of-towners come here because of its reputation and often cannot get a reservation.
When Li Qingluo and the others came here, it was already past meal time, but the building was still overcrowded.
Seeing so many people and not even an empty table, Li Qingluo frowned and looked around the hall.
At this time, Su Ling thought of what happened at Fenxiang Pavilion just now.
She was suddenly worried about Li Qingluo, so she drew out her sword anxiously and placed it across the shopkeeper's neck.
Then he said coldly to the person: "Vacate a table for us..."
"Two distinguished guests, do you have a table reservation?"
Hearing the enthusiastic voice of the waiter, Su Ling returned to her thoughts.
She was looking at Li Qingluo's hand in a strange way.
Li Qingluo's eyes did not turn to the waiter, but looked straight into the building.
Just when the waiter was about to ask again, she replied coolly: "On the second floor, we have reserved a table."
Then, without the waiter leading the way, she walked to the second floor by herself.
Not seeing Li Qingluo draw his sword, Su Ling felt a little strange inside. Is it disappointment or happiness?
Anyway, she couldn't explain it herself.
However, Su Ling's legs were still very obedient, and she automatically followed Li Qingluo to the second floor.
Arriving in front of a wing room, Li Qingluo stood still and saw the hand under Li Qingluo's sleeve moving slightly.
The next second, I saw the door of the wing that was originally closed suddenly opened.
Several men hurriedly walked out of it. The man walking in front saw the waiter following him.
He shouted anxiously: "Waiter, take us to the checkout quickly. I have something urgent."
She also disliked the waiter walking too slowly, so she stretched out her hand and pulled the waiter away.
Li Qingluo walked into the side room and saw that less than half of the food on the table had been eaten. He raised his hand in disgust and the table was instantly clean.
good! Even the time of calling someone to clear the table is saved.
Su Ling's eyes shone and she looked at Li Qingluo with admiration.
Sitting at the table, no one came to greet them. Li Qingluo raised his head and looked out the door, trying to recruit the waiter.
However, when her eyes glanced at the way Su Ling looked at her, she was amused.
"Go, order some food for Mom." He gently hit Su Ling on the head with a chopstick.
"As you command, mother!" Su Ling imitated the military salute, saluted Li Qingluo, and then ran outside.
Although Li Qingluo couldn't understand, what did that action mean?
However, judging from Su Ling's expression and what he said to her, he probably meant to respect her.
Seeing Su Ling's running back, Li Qingluo shook his head helplessly and lovingly.
Not long after, several of Su Ling's orders, which were said to be the most delicious dishes here, were served.
It also includes the most popular dish of boiled pork slices in this restaurant.
As soon as the dishes were served, Li Qingluo found Su Ling, frowning at the boiled pork slices, and she asked in confusion:
"Ling'er, why are you looking like this? Is this dish wrong?"
"Yeah!" Su Ling nodded: "Without Sichuan peppercorns or chili peppers, this boiled pork slices have no soul."
She looked at Li Qingluo: "Mom, if my guess is correct, Su Qiumei should have taught them how to make this dish."
Li Qingluo picked up a piece of meat and ate it in his mouth. He didn't talk about the lack of energy in the meat piece, but only talked about the taste of the meat piece. It didn't have the numbing and spicy taste that Ling'er said.
"It's not delicious, Ling'er, how could you guess that Su Qiumei taught them how to make it?"
Looking at the other dishes, she had already given up on the boiled pork slices.
"Because no one here knows how to cook with pepper, and there is no such thing as pepper here."
She analyzed it for Li Qingluo: "People here wouldn't think of making this dish right now."
"So, Su Qiumei can cook this dish, but she doesn't have the seasoning?"
"Yeah!" Su Ling nodded and shook her head, and continued: "Su Qiumei just doesn't know how to cook. This dish is what she often ate before, or her favorite.
She can use her imagination to roughly teach others how to make it. "
Hearing what Su Ling said, Li Qingluo also remembered that Su Qiumei was indeed a person who couldn't distinguish between grains and couldn't cook.
She looked at Su Ling and said sincerely: "Fortunately, Su Qiumei is not Ling'er."
It doesn’t matter if you’re not good-looking, but you still don’t have the cooking skills? No brains, no luck...
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was nothing good about that person. How could he be like her Ling'er? Everything is good.
Mainly because the more I watch it, the more I like it.
Li Qingluo had never heard of the saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder".
What Li Qingluo said was very helpful to Su Ling. Su Ling was very happy when she heard it:
"Well, the fact that my biological mother can be my mother is the result of Ling'er's eight lifetimes of cultivation."
Li Qingluo also liked hearing this, and looked at Su Ling with even more doting eyes.
"Mom, these don't taste good. Can Ling'er make them again for mom?"
"Okay!" After Li Qingluo finished speaking, the table immediately became empty.
This...is indeed an activist.
"You can't give away your money in vain. Let's take these back and feed them..."
Thinking of the monsters and spiritual beasts in his nine-story tower, each one was bigger than the other, and they were not even big enough to fit between their teeth.
So, I changed the phrase: "Feed the chickens for you!"
After Su Ling asked one of the waiters where the kitchen was, the little person slipped into the kitchen.
The chefs who were busy in the kitchen saw Su Ling, a child, walking in, and were about to scold her and tell her to go away and stop causing trouble here.
However, when he saw what she was wearing, he immediately shut up. Because ordinary people can't afford to wear dresses made of such good fabrics.
If they are not ordinary people's children, they can't afford to offend them.
"I want to cook an authentic boiled pork slices for my mother with my own hands. You guys give me a seat." After saying that, he handed a coin to one of them.
It seems that he wants to cook by himself and honor his mother.
There was an endless stream of customers outside, and the kitchen was very busy. After everyone made room for her, they had no time to pay attention to her, and everyone was busy with their own affairs.
Su Ling looked particularly appetizing when she carried a large bowl of boiled meat slices in a red bowl.
Everyone, look at me and I look at you. I regret why I didn’t pay attention just now and see how that kid cooked this bowl of meat?
What seasoning did she use? Can you cook something so red?
"Hey! Wait, there are still some in this pot. It must have been cooked too much, and the bowl can't be filled." One of the chefs shouted.
A group of people from the kitchen hurriedly gathered around.
"Get out of the way and let me have a taste."
The kitchen manager called everyone away, and he took a pair of chopsticks.
She walked to the pot where Su Ling was boiling water and sliced meat.
In fact, it was Su Ling who poured some from her big bowl and put it into the pot on purpose.