Chapter 332 Home Cooking
According to the rules of the business world, they negotiated a mutually satisfactory deal.
We should all sit down and have a meal together, celebrate together, and deepen our relationship.
This tradition has been around since ancient times.
But when it comes to renting a house, this situation is rare.
Even if the middleman helped both parties a lot, both parties were very satisfied with the transaction and rarely sat together drinking.
Let’s put it aside, Xie Zhongren should follow the ratio of “three to two” and give both sides a commission.
If we put things into perspective now, at most, the landlord and the tenant would each have a meal, which would be a big deal.
For example, "Zhang Dashao" was able to stay with Ning Weimin to drink together, and even cooked for them personally to show off his skills.
That was definitely because the matter of Ning Weimin had reached the heart of the old man. He was willing to chat more with Ning Weimin and continue to deal with him. Only then did he show the bold side of his character and do what he did. Such a rare treat.
Otherwise, grandma! He will never open his mouth to treat guests.
Of course Ning Weimin is an understanding person. He knows that this is the greatest recognition of himself from the chef and landlord.
Although "Zhang Dashao" stated in advance that the conditions were limited and the preparations were insufficient, he could only prepare two cold and two hot home-cooked dishes to entertain them.
Ning Weimin still expressed his gratitude respectfully and showed his expectations with enthusiasm and enthusiasm.
Not only did he take the initiative to set up the table and set the dishes, but he also volunteered to help the old man.
He also winked and asked Zhang Shihui to go out and get two bottles of good wine.
This is called being sensible.
As for this "Zhang Dashao", his words are really not polite.
Home-style is home-cooked, and there are no dishes that look high-end.
For this meal, he prepared a plate of cucumbers, a plate of fried peanuts, a pot of tofu, and a pot of beef stew.
In addition, Zhang Shihui got a few preserved eggs, half a catty of pork chops, and twelve large white steamed buns that he got back when he was buying wine.
To be honest, it is so ordinary, it looks like any housewife in the capital can prepare it.
It seems far inferior to going to a restaurant outside and ordering two random dishes.
I even feel a little sorry for the two bottles of "Drunken Liuxia" that Zhang Shihui spent eight yuan to get back.
But I didn’t even need to eat it. As soon as I smelled the aroma of tofu and beef, I knew it was something special.
Because the smell is so tempting, it makes people drool when they smell it.
Sure enough, when it was actually served, I picked up my chopsticks and tasted it. Oh my god, it’s even more amazing!
Ning Weimin and the others’ most direct experience was that their taste buds told them that their past lives were all wrong.
The dishes they had eaten in the past didn’t seem to be like that.
Speaking of it, this feeling is probably a bit like that of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden to "eggplant".
Obviously what you are eating is the eggplant that farmers are most familiar with, right?
But it is a delicacy that I have never tasted in my life.
It’s confusing and unbelievable! I wish I could live on this food for the rest of my life.
So let alone Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong, they opened their mouths wide, opened their cheeks, raised their back molars, and stuffed all the food and wine into their mouths.
Even Ning Weimin, who had seen big scenes and had eaten in many big restaurants in the capital, was surprised.
I was so lost in thought while tasting the food with my chopsticks that I even forgot to toast "Zhang Dashao".
"How is it? Does it taste good?"
"Zhang Dashao" is probably used to the consequences of his craftsmanship, and he doesn't care too much about their gaffes.
Just minding his own business, he took a sip of wine with a smile, and then talked to them in a "funny" manner. What other answer can there be?
Zhang Shihui and Bian Jiangong nodded repeatedly and shouted "delicious".
At the same time, my hands kept picking up vegetables and stuffing them into my mouth, and I couldn't bear to stop at all. This is the best proof
I was only sincere before eating. Ning Weimin, who was mostly complimentary as a courtesy, couldn't help but praise her sincerely.
"Master Zhang, they say that home-cooked food is most about the chef's skills. I didn't understand it in the past, and I didn't even believe it. But today, I finally understand. This is really the ordinary things that show skill."
"Haha, I got it right. You know your stuff. You know how to eat. With your words, today's meal will not be a waste."
"Zhang Dashao"'s forehead glowed a little rosy, and the look of pride on his face became even more obvious.
"Master Zhang, I'd like to toast you. You opened my eyes. How can you do such a magical thing? It's unimaginable. Let me tell you, you are much better than those cooking masters You are the real authority on cooking!”
After taking another bite of food, Ning Weimin couldn’t help but raise his glass, convinced.
"No, no, no, I am an old man, a person who has passed the stage!"
Having said that, when "Zhang Dashao" was playing haha and being humble.
The look in his eyes is bright and energetic, which almost makes him look much younger. This is professional confidence.
As for the two people next to them who ate and chewed peonies, although they were a bit rough, they were not fools.
They also hurriedly cheered and raised their glasses to join in the fun.
It’s a pity that the compliments they gave were vague and far less in line with “Zhang Dashao”’s wishes than Ning Weimin’s bullseye question.
“Master Zhang, it’s so difficult to make home-cooked food so good. The difficulty is that everyone has eaten it and seen it.”
"I won't ask you for tips on other dishes. I don't know how to teach others, for fear of offending your taboos."
"But the problem is that I am weird. I can't even cook such simple cucumbers and fried peanuts." Mi, why can you make it so delicious? "
"Can you make it more clear to me? I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night... ..."
Okay, this time I scratched the itch of "Zhang Dashao".
You know, people with skills have already heard enough good things in their ears.
Especially cooks, they know the quality of their own craftsmanship by seeing how others eat.
But it is rare to meet an understanding person with a certain communication foundation, especially an understanding person who is not in the same industry.
The reason is very simple, colleagues are enemies and have conflicts of interest.
It is common for apprentices to starve to death, so craftsmen love to hide their secrets.
But the wonderful things about a craft can only be understood by those who know it best.
Just because he loves to eat doesn’t mean he knows how to eat it, and knowing it tastes good doesn’t mean he can understand why it tastes good.
So when a craftsman truly meets someone who can appreciate and feel the subtlety of his craft without affecting his own interests, it can even be of great help.
It is too rare to get an opportunity to explain your pride to the other party without any worries.
Once you meet him, you will be particularly happy, even happier than making a lot of money.
For example, a famous chef meets an appreciative gourmet, a famous actor meets a fan who never misses the show, or a Qidian author meets a reader who rewards all orders. These are what people call "confidants".
So don't say that some things can be said clearly.
As for what cannot be said, "Zhang Dashao" can't help but nag.
After all, Ning Weimin does not rely on this to make a living.
His motivation for asking for cooking skills is simple, and he definitely appreciates it sincerely. At most, it can be regarded as "learning martial arts through mouth".
(End of this chapter)