Mr. Hong got half a can of MSG, but he didn't dare to use it.
Because once this thing is used, the taste of the dishes will inevitably increase several times. How can the diners not taste it?
It's a pity that there is only half a jar, and once it is used up, there will be nowhere to look for it.
When used in dishes, it can certainly be as good as Dashunzhai, or even better than Dashunzhai. However, after the food is used up, the taste of the dishes returns to its original state, which is difficult for most diners to accept.
As the saying goes, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
The diners who have been naughty will only go for this delicious taste. Whoever can master this freshness-enhancing seasoning, Dashunzhai or Hong Shengde, will have the last laugh.
According to Hong's calculations, Dashun Zhai is full every day from the opening of the store in the morning to the closing of the store in the evening, which will consume a lot of seasonings. Such a clay pot can only be used for three days at most.
"Master! Master! We have a visitor!" The steward of the restaurant came running up and said with a happy face.
Mr. Hong was upset and waved his hand: "Not at all!"
At present, the addition of fresh seasonings to Dashun Zhai has already made his hair turn gray, so he is not in the mood to receive guests.
The restaurant manager said, "Sir, it's about MSG."
"What?" Hearing the word "wei" in his ears, Hong Patou raised his head keenly.
"MSG, that's what the young man said. The name of that seasoning is MSG."
Mr. Hong was instantly overjoyed: "Please come quickly!" He then said, "Invite him to the study in the backyard."
Behind Hong Shengde Restaurant is the residence of the cook, waiter, cook, steward and others. It is a small courtyard, in which two rooms are specially reserved for Mr. Hong as a study and reception room.
Mr. Hong invited people to the study, obviously showing his sincerity and intimacy.
He took the first step and sat down in the study. The waiter quickly made tea and put out a few snacks before retreating out the door.
Hong Captou was thinking about whether to pretend to be polite with a book in his hand, but when he thought that he was a servant, he was also a rough guy, so he stopped pretending to be polite at this time.
When I was feeling uneasy, I heard the diligent guidance from the store clerk outside the door, and I knew that the real owner was coming.
The person who walked in was an ordinary young man. He was not very handsome, but he had a slim face, thin lips, a slightly aquiline nose, and a pair of red and phoenix eyes under the horizontal eyebrows, which made this young man have a special fierceness. gas.
"I, Zhao Cheng, have seen Mr. Hong!" The young man smiled slightly, and the fierceness on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a reassuring warmth, like a spring breeze.
Mr. Hong quickly stood up and returned the salute. To these young scholars, Mr. Hong was always very respectful. Maybe one day, these scholars would be able to go to high school in the autumn, and their lives would be smooth from then on. Ask for it on the other side.
Therefore, Hong Captou's attitude towards Zhao Cheng is completely different from that towards villagers like Li Fu.
His eyes can tell whether he is a scholar or not.
"My dear, Hong Yuankui, please take a seat." The host and guest sat down, and Mr. Hong took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Zhao Cheng.
"I didn't know Brother Zhao would come today..."
Although Mr. Hong wanted to know the news about the mysterious condiment right away, he still had to pretend and be reserved.
Zhao Cheng took a sip of tea and said: "I came to see Mr. Hong today because I just learned something, so I came to tell him. Please be patient and listen to me."
"I am from Liuxi Village. I lost my parents when I was young. Because I was young and ignorant, I was addicted to gambling. As a result, I lost all my family wealth."
"But fortunately, Li Fu from the same village, known as Li Dashanren, saw that I couldn't make a living, so he gave me a secret recipe to make a seasoning that doubles the umami flavor, called MSG."
Sure enough, when talking about seasoning, Mr. Hong immediately thought of the jar of white particles, which turned out to be called MSG.
And I heard from Zhao Cheng that this thing actually has a formula and can be made. It's a pity that Li Fu still lied and lied. He really didn't shed tears until he saw the coffin.
Zhao Cheng sighed, as if he was lamenting that the past was too painful to look back on, which made Mr. Hong also have to sigh solemnly.
Fortunately, it was just a sigh, and Zhao Cheng soon took up the topic that Mr. Hong was most concerned about.
"But what I didn't expect is that the recipe that Li Fu gave me actually hid the most critical ingredient. Without this ingredient, no matter how you make it, you won't be able to make it."
"It turns out that Li Fu actually fell in love with my wife and wanted to take possession of her with this incomplete formula. Of course I didn't agree, so I moved out of the ruined temple in Zhoujia Village and came to Qinghe County to make a living."
"Li Fu refused to give up. Not only did he lend me money to buy a house, but he also asked me to hire people to work for him to produce MSG."
"However, the key ingredient must be obtained from his home, otherwise even if it is made, it will not have the effect of increasing the freshness."
“In order to deceive others, we lied to the outside world that we were buying firewood.”
Hong Captou nodded repeatedly when he heard this, because the little thief he found, Xia Chizu, had already recorded all the people involved in the source of Dashunzhai MSG, and the first one was Zhao Cheng.
The reason why Zhao Cheng was temporarily excluded and did not cause trouble for him was because Xia Chizu said that Zhao Cheng only traveled between home and the casino, and occasionally went to Dashunzhai. He should only be driven by others.
Now that Zhao Cheng explained all this, Hong Captou felt that it was completely consistent with the information he had, so he nodded repeatedly.
"But since yesterday, when I went to the village to get the secret ingredients from Li Fu, I heard the villagers say that Mr. Hong had come to see him, and then I realized that he had been used."
Hong Patou frowned and asked, "How do you say that?"
Zhao Cheng put on a distressed look and said: "At the beginning of making MSG, Li Fu specifically confessed that this seasoning can make the taste of dishes several times fresher, but it cannot be sold at a high price when sold to the prosperous Sa Lou."
"If you want to sell it, you have to find those half-dead restaurants to sell it. So he specified that all the MSG should be sold to Dashunzhai, but he was not allowed to sell it to Hong Shengde."
"I'm also under the control of others. Without that key ingredient, I can't make MSG at all, so I have to do what he says."
"But after returning to the village yesterday, I heard from the villagers that Mr. Hong went to see Li Fu. I feel that I should confess these things to Mr. Hong to avoid being implicated and making Mr. Hong feel grudge."
Mr. Hong quickly said: "What did Brother Zhao say? How could there be any grudge? Since Brother Zhao has spoken out today, I won't be pretentious. I have a few words that I would like to discuss with Brother Zhao. Do you agree?"
Zhao Cheng said sincerely: "Please tell me about the arrest."
