"Wow! Your family is so big!"
The two got up early and caught the earliest flight. When Ni Bingyan and Peng Huan walked into the house, it was just after eleven o'clock.
Coming in from the gate, Peng Huan felt overwhelmed.
Exquisite, so exquisite!
After walking around a clump of bamboo forest, I saw a large lotus pond. The previously compact scenery changed. My vision suddenly broadened and I felt so happy that I couldn't help but exclaim!
Ni Bingyan was used to seeing the scenery at home, so she didn't find anything strange.
"This place used to be very remote and the land was not valuable."
She explained, then pointed to the remaining lotus in the lotus pond, her eyes shining: "We haven't dug out the lotus roots this year! We are in for a treat!"
"Isn't it? This residual lotus has so much artistic meaning. Did you actually dig it up and eat it?!"
Peng Huan had already clicked several pictures in succession. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Isn't it strange that the chef doesn't use the food he grows at home to eat? Haha!"
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"This lotus root is a variety specially selected by my father. The flowers are big and beautiful, and the lotus root is also pink and glutinous and delicious. You can enjoy the flowers in summer and the leaves in autumn and winter. At the end of the year, you can pick up the lotus roots and stew pig trotter soup. It is a masterpiece!
"Also, when digging lotus roots, the fish in the pond will be cleaned out. Every year, the store will have a whole fish feast made of fish from the lotus pond. The specific fish depends on what is caught. Many old customers still ask for it. Will get involved.”
"Wow wow wow! Did I come at the right time?"
"I haven't asked you exactly when to dig lotus roots this year, but if you follow me back, any time is a good time."
Ni Bingyan raised his chin slightly, his face full of pride.
Every time she comes back, her dad wants to cook all his specialty dishes, so naturally Peng Huan can take advantage of him.
People who are pampered by their father have the confidence to say such things.
"That's true! Speaking of which, if you come home with me, you can also eat a lot of delicious food. Although my dad can't cook, he loves to eat and knows a lot of good restaurants!"
"Wow, then I'm looking forward to it from now on!"
"No problem! I'll make an appointment later when I have time."
Like father, like daughter. The reason why they get along so well is because they both love food. It is not surprising that their father loves food.
As the two of them were walking, they saw workers setting up the event site in the small square ahead.
The small square is round, like a short two-layer cake, with a circle of steps between the ten-meter-diameter table and the ground.
At this time, there was a half circle of brightly colored table tennis chrysanthemums placed on the steps, and a shelf was set up on the stage. An advertising cloth was stretched on the shelf, with the artistic words "Ni's Chef King Competition" spray-painted on it. It looked like It looks very hot, and you can tell that someone was hired to design it.
In front of the shelf is a professional stove and a smooth stainless steel operating table.
At this time, a row of cutting boards were neatly arranged on the operating table, and the kitchen knives were sharpened. Ni Bingyan almost choked on his saliva!
"Is your family going to hold a competition?"
Peng Huan was surprised.
The private restaurant entertains very few guests, and there are not many staff. At this time, everyone is busy in the restaurant. Along the way, except for a few staff who maintain the garden, I have not met anyone else. It is not like there are What's the game like?
But if it weren't for today's competition, all the kitchen utensils would be set up, and there would be no roof on the table. If it rained, wouldn't the stove or other things get damaged?
You know, it's a gloomy day today, and I don't know if it will rain.
Peng Huan couldn't figure it out, so he asked Ni Bingyan.
"Our family has a tradition of master testing the cooking skills of his apprentices. It is said that it has been going on for many years. It used to be at the end of the year, when he took some free time, the master would take the lead and let the apprentices compete to enhance their relationship with each other and at the same time let them have fun. Apprentices understand the truth that 'as long as the skills at hand are not lost, the business can last long'. This was the day I looked forward to most when I was a child. Not only could I see my fellow apprentices being scolded, but I could also eat lots of delicious food."
After briefly explaining the origin of the "Ni's Kitchen King Competition", Ni Bingyan couldn't help but laugh: "It used to be held in my big kitchen, but this year it was moved outside. It's probably my dad and the others who want to live broadcast it."
I heard from my sister-in-law that while her father was opening the factory, he also led his apprentices to live broadcast, and the business of various restaurants has improved a lot.
"Wow! What kind of luck do I have? Come on, let's put our luggage first. After we put our luggage away, come over and watch the game!"
"Don't be in a hurry, we're not far away, the stage isn't even set up yet, don't be in a hurry."
It was inconvenient for the two of them to carry the suitcases, so they did not take the cobblestone path, but a concrete path that could be driven.
As a result, after walking half a circle along the small plum forest, I saw Ni Guangli leading his disciples towards him in high spirits. There were also cameramen following him along the way.
The group of people wore white chef uniforms and tall chef hats. Everyone wore a black apron with their name embroidered on the apron, and below the name was the name of their restaurant.
"I'll go! Is it such a big deal?"
Not only does it compare to the cooking skills of the apprentices, but also the reputation of their respective shops?
If you win, your business will get better, but if you lose, won't it mean that your business will get worse?
As soon as he thought about it, Ni Bingyan figured it out.
Nowadays, in the brothers' shops, not all of them are chefs themselves. Their cooking skills cannot be linked to the quality of the restaurant's food. Instead, they build a reputation for their own shops.
"I'll be in the mirror later. Sister Huanhuan, please stay out of the way." Ni Bingyan warned Peng Huan and started waving from a distance, "Hey! Dad! Senior brother! Where are you going?"
Knowing that she was taking the opportunity to create a topic for her family, Peng Huan did not walk away.
"It's only true to come back with friends. You are alone and others say you acted well. Then the agency might ask your dad for endorsement fees."
Ni Bingyan was almost amused by her and waved even more energetically.
Ni Guangli and his disciples were originally going to record a majestic appearance when he suddenly heard his daughter calling him. He subconsciously looked up and saw his daughter standing not far away with an unknown girl.
"Oh, you idiot, you came back without saying a word? I told you to store your car at the airport a long time ago. You said that the parking fee is too expensive and you can't drive it more than once a year. It's not worth it. Well, this time Did you come back by taking a taxi? You're just a kid, so it doesn't matter if you suffer on your own, and you bring your friends to suffer with you!"
He had not seen his daughter for a long time since the National Day excerpt program. When he suddenly saw her back, Ni Guangli was so happy that he was incoherent. He first scolded her in dialect, and then changed to Mandarin to greet Peng Huan: "Hello, hello, I am Bingbing's father. "
Seeing him extending his hand enthusiastically, Peng Huan immediately shook hands with him and introduced himself: "Hello, uncle, my name is Peng Huan. I am Bingbing's friend, a photographer, and like to take pictures."
"Haha, hello, hello, I'm a chef."
Ni Guangli felt that this child was generous and worthy of being his daughter's friend, and his words were also funny.
As soon as they said a few words, people over there also ran over and greeted them one after another.
For a time, "little junior sister" was heard all the time.
As a group favorite, Ni Bingyan's treatment was the best in the family since he was a child. After Peng Huan witnessed it up close, he couldn't help but be speechless.
No wonder this kid is so stupid. Anyone else who has been pampered by such a group of people since childhood would be ignorant of worldly affairs, right?
She is already quite clever.
At least he has a good eye for making friends.
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