Ning Pengpeng still squinted her eyes and stared at Tao Shouchun and asked.
At this moment, everyone in the box naturally noticed that something was wrong.
Cui Xiu, in particular, frowned, glanced at the plate of sour vegetables on the dining table, and then looked at the cook who was swallowing hard.
He could tell at a glance that the other party was guilty.
Could it be, this pickled cabbage?
No, Mrs. Ning just said, this is called kimchi.
Could it be that this kimchi recipe belongs to the Ning family?
After all, he remembered that Youxi's eldest brother was over there in Anzhen and owned a restaurant.
Moreover, the restaurant was very prosperous, and many of the dishes in it were things he had never tasted before.
However, I have never seen this kimchi in my eldest brother’s restaurant.
If it’s the Ning family’s recipe, logically it’s impossible for their own restaurant to have it?
Cui Xiu was confused in her heart, but it didn't show on her face.
Since Tao Shouchun had denied it before, he naturally would not admit it when Mrs. Ning asked him again.
So, he shook his head at Ning Pengpeng.
"I don't know."
"I don't know you. If that's the case, then I don't have to give shopkeeper Su any more face."
Ning Pengpeng sneered and stopped looking at Tao Shouchun. Instead, she pointed at the plate of kimchi on the table and said to the restaurant manager.
"This dish is made from a recipe passed down by my Ning family.
At first, because Shopkeeper Su of Chunfeng Restaurant was kind to the Ning family, I gave the recipe of this dish to Chunfeng Restaurant for free.
This cook was the one who was called by Shopkeeper Su of Chunfeng Restaurant to learn how to cook this dish from me.
Originally, I wanted to be merciful about this matter, but it seems that some people are not willing to do so."
Hearing what Mrs. Ning said, Tao Shouchun immediately shouted with red eyes.
"You're talking nonsense, you're just a country woman, how can you know the recipe for this dish?
I am the cook, and this dish was passed down from my ancestors. Even if you knew about it, you must have stolen it."
Ning Pengpeng glanced at him casually and sneered.
"Since you don't know me, how can you know that I am a country woman?
I've known you would say this for a long time, so I'll tell you honestly, I know not only this one, but also many kinds of kimchi recipes.
Do you think you can only use these kinds of vegetables when making kimchi?
Since you deny it, I won’t talk to you anymore, just wait!”
After saying that, he stood up expressionlessly, nodded to the dark-faced restaurant manager, put down the money, and led Cui Xiu and the others out of the box.
As soon as Ning Pengpeng and the others walked out of the box, the shopkeeper slammed the table, causing the dishes on the table to clang.
"Tao Shouchun, tell me honestly, did you learn this recipe from the old lady at Chunfeng Tower?"
Since the shopkeeper opened this restaurant, he naturally knew how famous the Chunfeng Restaurant was, and it opened almost all over the country.
Moreover, before Tao Shouchun came to find a job, he also introduced himself that he had worked in Chunfeng Tower.
The shopkeeper will keep Tao Shouchun, one naturally has his own unique recipe, and the other one naturally comes from Chunfeng Tower.
After all, having worked in the kitchen of such a large restaurant, he must have some skills.
But I didn't expect that this person would be directly ripped off.
His unique recipe was actually learned from others.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with learning from others, but at the beginning, he promised him with heartfelt words that this recipe was passed down from his family.
Tao Shouchun just heard Mrs. Ning's vows and felt uneasy in his heart, but he forced himself to stay calm and didn't want to let himself get into trouble.
When I heard the shopkeeper's question again, I quickly shook my head.
"Shopkeeper, believe me, this pickled cabbage is really a recipe passed down from our ancestors.
I don't understand why this old lady insists that she taught me this recipe.
I think it must be this old lady who secretly learned my recipe somewhere.
Shopkeeper, they must be a group of liars who want to blackmail our restaurant.
That’s why I deliberately went to the restaurant to cause trouble.”
Tao Shouchun's eyes flickered, and then he insisted that Ning Pengpeng came to the restaurant for dinner this time with bad intentions and deliberately caused trouble.
The shopkeeper glanced at Tao Shouchun steadily, then shook his head, turned around and left the box.
He is not a fool. The old lady and her group look very wealthy.
Moreover, the young man accompanying the old lady was someone he had seen before. He was generous and did not look like a liar at all.
The most important point is that the old lady said that this recipe belongs to her family, and there should be many kinds of this recipe, not just the one that Tao Shouchun knew.
If such words are false, they will be exposed as soon as they are exposed, so why tell him what you said?
In fact, if this recipe for pickled vegetables was not passed down from Tao Shouchun's ancestors, it would not have much impact on the restaurant.
After all, this dish is just an appetizer, and it is impossible for the restaurant to make money just from this appetizer.
But Tao Shouchun had already said this to others and still acted like a fool. It was strange that the shopkeeper was in a good mood.
However, the shopkeeper was cautious.
After leaving the box, he went downstairs and called someone to follow the old lady and her group to see who they were.
If you don’t know this, you will be shocked.
"What did you say?
A group of them entered the back yard of Ning's shop on the 13th floor in the north and south?"
The shopkeeper's voice was a little shrill. You know, the backyard of Ning's shop on the 13th floor in the north and south is the house where boss Ning lives.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper suddenly remembered something. It seemed that the old lady's surname was Ning?
When he was confused and his face was full of surprise.
The servant who followed Ning Pengpeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said again.
"The shopkeeper is more than just that!
The young master who followed the old lady sent the old lady into the house, then turned around and went to Lord Futai's house."
When the shopkeeper heard this, his mouth opened, and the surprised expression on his face suddenly became solemn.
"Did you really see it?
Didn't that young master come out again after entering Master Futai's residence?"
After hearing the shopkeeper's repeated questioning, the servant nodded with great certainty.
"Shopkeeper, I was just afraid that he would come out immediately after he went in, so I kept watch for almost two hours. The young master really didn't come out after he went in."
After hearing this, the shopkeeper knew that what the servant said was not a lie.
After all, it was not around 15 o'clock when he ordered him to follow him, but it was already 19 o'clock when he came back.
At such a late hour, the young master has not yet left Master Futai's residence, which means that the young master is either living in Master Futai's residence.
Or, he was left to have dinner by Mr. Futai.
No matter what the situation is, it shows that that young man cannot be a liar.
Of course, the old lady who entered the house of the boss of Ning's North and South Thirteenth Bank could not be a liar.