Chapter Thirty-Two: Buying Horse Bones for a Thousand Gold (Third Update)

  Among them, stir-frying celery is a test of the chef's skills. Because celery and meat slices are delicious if done well, they require completely different cooking times, and adding ingredients and igniting the fire have certain subtleties. It is very difficult to achieve excellent color, fragrance, and flavor. If this dish is done well, other dishes are basically easy to handle (of course, here it only refers to the taste of the dish).

  Because Jiang Feng tasted the flavor of the previous few home-cooked dishes was quite good, so he had the idea to try Bao Wen, after all, the chef is the core of the wine house.

  "A" - a silver note was slapped in front of Bao Wen, Bao Wen had seen what kind of silver note before, he looked up at Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng smiled and said:

  "This is one hundred taels of silver!"

  The people around him all gasped, one hundred and twenty thousand, what a huge sum of money! Jiang Feng felt extremely comfortable in his heart, this was the feeling of rich people spending money, indeed it's different. On the other side, Bao Wen scratched his head and said:

  "Master, Old Tang owes me fifteen taels of silver, and I don't have any money to give you either."

  After saying this, Jiang Feng's impression of Bao Wen improved a lot. Obviously, he was a straightforward and pleasant fat man. Jiang Feng laughed and shouted to Zhao Xiuzai beside him:

  "Old Zhao!"

  Dào bǎi zài nà lǐ yǒu xiē gǎo bù míng bái jiāng fēng gàn shén me de zhào xiù cái xià le yī tiào, jiāng fēng chòng zhe tā jì xù hǎn:

  "Write an official document, this fatty Bao has been working here for ten years!"

  He turned his head and rushed towards Bao Wen who was standing there:

  "Lao Bao, sign this document. Consider these 100 taels as the earnest money I'm paying you. We'll still go with the annual 15 taels, and if things go well, there will be additional rewards."

  Big Chef Bao sat there completely unaware of what was going on, he had always been very disgusted with the Jin Yiwei who were taking advantage of the free food and drink here, these people had ruined the business of Hui Feng Tower, Bao had a lot of confidence in his own craftsmanship, so when he heard that the Jin Yiwei came to take over this store today.

  Unable to contain his anger, he came over to stir up some trouble. In reality, when he went to scold Jiang Feng for frying celery, he had already come back to his senses. The other party was a Brocade Guard, and he was just a lowly cook who dared to speak so rashly; if the other party were to cut him down with one slash of their sword, it would probably be considered justified. However, what he never could have anticipated was that the other party turned out to be extremely skilled in culinary arts, and even gave him 100 taels of silver as a deposit for ten years' worth of labor.

  One hundred and twenty taels! This number shocked everyone in the restaurant, it was too enormous. Zhao Xiucan and Jiang Feng had gone through so much trouble to collect seaweed in Yantai, mobilizing so many people, and they had only spent a few hundred taels. But for this failing restaurant's head chef, they were willing to spend one hundred and twenty taels!

  Zhang Liang was about to speak up and persuade him, but Zhao Xiuzai knew his master's temper all too well, and that he wouldn't listen to advice anyway. So he simply spread out a piece of white paper, wrote a document with flying strokes, and handed it over to the stunned head chef on the other side.

  Bao Wen took it over, seemingly not daring to believe it, and he didn't recognize any characters either. He stood up and handed it to Wang Zhanggui at the counter, asking him to read it. Wang Zhanggui narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at it several times before telling Bao Wen that this document was fine, and besides, there were also real silver tickets there.

  Looking at Jiang Feng's somewhat playful smile, Bao Wen's silly nature came up again, and he patted the table, as if to encourage himself, saying:

  "Painting and pressing, I'll entrust this hundred-odd catty of flesh to the Eastern Master."

  Jiang Feng looked at the expressions of the people around him, including Wang Zhuangui's face inside the counter. These people's faces were all filled with excitement and incredulity. The morale that had dissipated earlier due to Old Tang's departure slowly returned. Almost everyone was thinking: if Bao Duanzi, that good-for-nothing, could earn this much money, why couldn't I?

  Jiang Feng took out more than five taels of loose silver from his waist pocket and placed it on the table, beckoning to Wang Zhuangui, who was already trembling with fear inside the counter, and said loudly:

  "Manager Wang, first settle last month's wages for everyone. The extra will be considered as a meeting gift from me to you all. Listen up, as long as you work honestly in Hui Feng Tower, no one will be short of money. Those who want to continue working, go to Mr. Zhao and do some paperwork. I'm also an official, so I have to follow the rules."

  The people inside the wine building were stunned, and they surrounded him in an instant. Jiang Feng raised his hand to beckon Bao Wen, who was still examining the silver notes, and walked towards the back. As he passed by Zhao Xiucan's side, he heard Zhao Xiucan say in a tone of great admiration:

  "A thousand pieces of gold can buy a horse..."

  Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh and patted Zhao Xiucan's shoulder with his hand before walking to the back.

  At this time, the kitchen was not as bright and clean as those big restaurants in the past. It looked dark and gloomy, although it couldn't be said to be dirty, but it didn't look comfortable either. This was also what ancient people called "a gentleman keeps a distance from the kitchen". Jiang Feng thought for a moment, these days' Brocade Guards were probably all treated as petty men by others. Since they were petty men, they naturally did the opposite of gentlemen, so they had to get close to the kitchen.

  What a coincidence, the person next to him was indeed Chef Bao. Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud and stretched out his hand to heavily pat Bao Wen's shoulder, asking:

  "Old Bao, what dishes can you make..."

  Although it was said that everyone would be retained, the two doormen at the front door were told by Zhao Xiucan that if they wanted to continue working here, they should go and do some chores. The two doormen immediately understood what was going on. This kind of troublemaker in the store wouldn't be used by anyone. Wang Zhanggui saw this and felt uneasy in his heart.

  After all, when Jiang Feng came here, he didn't have a good face to give to the other party. Zhao Xiuzai didn't say anything to him, but just gave him two taels of silver as temporary relief, and still left it on the counter. The other apprentices were willing to stay here, after all, working there was not like working elsewhere.

  Moreover, from just now looking at this brocade guard old master is a generous person, it's at this time that the main hall here starts to waft in a fragrance, which is normal, several sharp noses have smelled it out, it's braised pork ribs, after a while, suddenly from behind comes a loud shout.

  Everyone heard that it was Bao's voice, wasn't Bao Wen with Jiang Feng? The people in the store, including Zhang Liang, Tie Dan, and Zhao Xiucai, were all startled and rushed from the front hall to the kitchen in the backyard. Zhang Liang had already put his hand on the handle of the knife.

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