Not to mention how good the relationship between Yang and his wife was, Fu Yao made an appointment to come the next day, but he did not break his promise the next day.

It was still the same time and at the same place, Chu Yang held the hot casserole and put it in front of her, saying, "This is my best dish."

With the shopkeeper's lifting the lid, a steaming aroma spread out, and a bowl of bright red and oily braised pork appeared in front of everyone.

Just looking at this appearance, it is already quite good.

Fu Yao sniffed it lightly, picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully. After swallowing the food in her mouth for a while, she said: "I remember one of the signature dishes of Tai'an Restaurant in Yangzhou City is braised pork flowers. I actually tasted a little bit of their chef in your dish. I miss it so much. I haven't tasted such a wonderful taste in a long time."

These words made the expectation on Chef Yang's face shake, "Customer, have you tried Chef Zhao Rui'an's skills? To be honest, I worked as an apprentice in Tai'an Restaurant for ten years. The chef at that time was Chef Zhao, but in the third year of my apprenticeship, someone else passed away."

He was lucky enough to taste the braised pork made for him late at night when he worked.

The taste was so wonderful that he could never forget for a long time that all his thoughts were spent on this dish later. This is why he was the only one of his best skills.

It has been almost twenty years since Chef Zhao's death. I didn't expect that many years later, a guest said that he could taste the taste of Chef Zhao from his craft.

This sentence is the highest evaluation in his entire cooking career.

Fu Yao listened to his excited tone and knew that he had misunderstood.

Tai'an Restaurant has been passed down for a hundred years and mainly relies on two chefs Zhao.

The first Zhao Rui'an laid the foundation for Tai'an Restaurant and even set the tone for the specialty of Huaiyang cuisine. After all, diners in the Zhao Rui'an era only recognized the most authentic Huaiyang cuisine, only in Tai'an Restaurant.

As for the second one, let’s calculate the age, I’m probably still in the backyard of the Zhao family, and I’ll practice woks for Fuxing Tai'an Restaurant.

The Tai'an Restaurant without Zhao Rui'an is now gone.

"I have eaten several times when I passed by Yangzhou." Fu Yao didn't explain much and continued to taste this bowl of braised pork.

After the meal, she didn't pay the bill, so she continued to pay the bill with a jade pendant and took the people away.

In the following time, Fu Yao would come to the restaurant to have a tooth sacrifice every now and then. She didn't pick on it, and she would eat whatever Chu Chiu did.

Gradually, the Yang couple got used to this guest who was in the middle of the night. Every time she came, she would prepare fragrant tea in advance to entertain her.

At the same time, Carpenter He and his wife have repaired the subjective view of the Taoist temple. Of course, although this is called subjective, the space is not large. When you enter the door, you will see the Sanqing statue. There is a circle of candles around you, and the rest will be gone.

After subjective repair, the remaining most basic facilities, such as kitchens, wing rooms, guest rooms, courtyard walls, etc., also need to be repaired one by one.

"Let Carpenter He build a house first." Fu Yao ordered.

Sanniang should be so, but Dalang was a little curious: "There is no one in our view, why do we need to build this first?"

"Because your family's dean is very poor, and I can't eat a tycoon meal all the time. We can only do it ourselves to have enough food and clothing."

"Are you poor?" Dalang didn't agree with this. Can a very poor person just take out a tank of silver? He has never seen so much silver before, and he has never seen one of the ingots.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Fu Yao said with a dark face: "I asked our neighbors to borrow that silver, and the tripod at the door is the same."

"We have neighbors?" This time, the other two looked at Fu Yao. They had never seen anyone outside of them again.

"Yes, he is a very stingy miser. He is the kind of person who is anxious about him for a penny." Fu Yao obviously didn't want to talk about him more, "Anyway, you can go back and find a way to get some money."

Sanniang &Dalang: "..."

"With your ability, it's not easy to make money?" Sanniang said puzzledly.

Dalang nodded, "That's it."

Fu Yao's tone became so painful, "I didn't expect that you still don't understand me so much for so long. How could I abandon my principles of being a human being because of money and external things? Don't say that now, even in the future, I can't use my spell to exchange for that dirty money."

"..." Although this sounds very righteous, why do they feel that it is unconvincing?

However, a few days later, there was an additional merit box in front of the Three Pure Land statue of the Taoist Temple. At the same time, at the entrance of the Taoist Temple, the three daughters of the Fang Er family set up an incense and candle stall there. The income from selling incense and candles was 10% higher.

These are all Sanniang's methods. After Fu Yao found out, he praised Sanniang and promised to give her a small reward.

But Sanniang had other ideas: "People, if I make a lot of money for you, can I be resurrected?"

This is an unexpected but also a requirement in cleaning up. Fu Yao was a little playful: "Even Dalang can return to the world, you can do it naturally. But it will be difficult to make money for me. Are you sure you trade with this position?"

Unexpectedly, the request could be accepted. Sanniang looked very excited, "I'm sure!" She was extremely sure!

Although death lives in another form, she still misses the sunshine and rain, and those vivid times.

"Okay." Fu Yao nodded, "Then I wish you all the best."

...

Time has come to Mid-Autumn Festival without realizing it.

Autumn in the south of the Yangtze River comes in a rather casual way and makes people unconsciously. It seems like a sudden incident. One morning, I opened the window and saw it, and suddenly realized, "Oh, it's autumn."

The autumn is good, the moon is good, and the autumn moon is good and the moon is good.

And on such a good day, a dusty young man came to the entrance of the restaurant of the Yang couple.

The young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old and was carrying a big bag. He entered the door and ordered a few signature dishes, sat in the corner and started eating slowly.

On Mid-Autumn Festival night, the most guests were. When they came and went, the guests changed several groups, but the boy kept occupying the table and refused to leave. Why didn’t the guy see it?

Fortunately, the boy was more sensible, sat in the corner and politely invited people to play the table together.

Until nearly midnight, the guests gradually dispersed, and the boy finally stood up and asked the guy while paying: "May I ask, are you recruiting workers in the restaurant? I can endure hardships and do anything."

The guy had seen him carrying a bag, his shoes were covered in dust, and his accent didn't look like a local, so he had guessed it.

But the restaurant is not a good hall, and now the kitchen is not short of people.

"Just full, now there is no shortage."

"Then I don't want the wages." The boy continued to speak in a negotiating tone, "I just wanted to learn cooking skills. I just saw several restaurants, and you are the one with the most customers. And I tried it, your braised pork is very good."

"Then do you want to come and steal the sect?" The guy frowned. Maybe he saw the boy alone, his tone was less smooth and he became more vigilant.

The boy was stunned and waved his hand and said, "No, I just..."

"You stay." At this time, Manager Jiang came over and said, "There is really not enough staff in the kitchen. If you have no place to live, stay."

"Shopkeeper, this person might come to steal the craftsman..." The guy wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Manager Jiang. "What kind of craftsman is the craftsman? Didn't Brother Yang learn the cooking skills? What's more, everyone's skills are different, and there are many things that you can't learn by looking at."

The guy had nothing to say, and the young man said gratefully to the shopkeeper: "Thank you!"

"You haven't said what your name is yet?" Manager Jiang said with a smile.

"My name is Zhao Xingtai."

"Then we will ask you Xiao Zhao from now on. Go and get the things, and I will take you to the backyard first."

"OK."

When the boy went to pick up things, Manager Jiang gave the clerk a cup, "You can't talk without a door in the future. The child was carrying kitchen utensils, his mouth was full of calluses, his wrists were strong, and there were many scars on his fingers. He was obviously here to learn cooking. Brother Yang was the same when he was an apprentice. If everyone was like you, how could he pass on the craftsmanship?"

"Oh..." The guy replied weakly.

In this way, there was an inconspicuous elementary apprentice in the Yang Family Restaurant.

The days of apprentices are very hard, and they do everything they need to clean and wash vegetables and dishes. They get up the earliest and go to bed the latest every day. Moreover, there is competition between apprentices and apprentices, and Zhao Xingtai, who came from other places, was even excluded.

But he didn't care about this. He practiced cutting tofu every day after finishing his work.

Because of a certain guest, Chu Zi Yang, who went to bed late every day, soon noticed the diligent boy. Later, he saw that his knife skills were very good, and he seemed to have a basic foundation, so he kept a close eye in his heart.

In the middle of the night that day, the mysterious guest who had not appeared for several days came again. Chef Yang was excited and cut and washed himself to prepare the dishes.

Zhao Xingtai saw this scene, but he didn't ask. He never cared about things that had nothing to do with cooking skills.

But he didn't say anything, but the apprentices next to him had already started chatting quietly.

"Is that guest who dresses like a ghost here again?"

"Every time I wear it like that, I suddenly encounter this, and I guess I'm so scared that I'm so scared to pee my pants."

"The guests wore hats when eating, and they couldn't even see what they looked like. It was because they were very ugly, so they didn't dare to see people."

While the apprentices in the kitchen were having a good chat, Fu Yao also said to the shopkeeper Jiang in front: "Where is an amazing customer in your store?"

Manager Jiang thought she was talking about diners during the day and smiled: "All the guests are our parents of food and clothing, and they are amazing."

Fu Yao smiled and didn't say much.

But since this day, she has appeared in the restaurant every night.

Until January later, when Zhao Taian, who was ordered to serve the dishes, first met the guest who was called "dressed like a ghost", Fu Yao also met this "magnificent guest".
Chapter completed!