[059]sauce

In front of the door of Donglai Building, Li Dongsheng put his hands behind him, while incand his hands crossed in front of his crotch and stood on his legs.

The two look like the black boss brought his little brother to the quake field, which is incompatible with their identities.

However, they are all rough people and have nothing to pay attention to these etiquette. Miss Yingbin at the door has been watching the two for a long time, and now they have already passed the meal, but Li Dongsheng and Bai Yingbin do not enter the door and don't pay to ask, which makes Miss Yingbin don't know what to do.

Finally, a man came out of Donglai Building. As soon as he saw Li Dongsheng, he shouted, "Uncle still came here in person. Call me if there is anything. I can go and find you in person. No matter how bad it is, I have to arrange a car to pick you up, right?"

Li Dongsheng looked at the man in front of him and smiled, "Hu, your restaurant is doing well!"

This person is Yang Changhu, the general manager of Donglai Building. Hearing Li Dongsheng say this, he immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, uncle, are you praising me or belittling me? I'm a migrant worker. The hotel design and operation are all from the head office. I'm a microphone between the headquarters and the branch!"

"That's good!" Li Dongsheng smiled and said, "When I was your age, I also worked for this position for several companies. At that time, I was so angry that I wanted to reform according to my own ideas. Now I find that the original idea was really naive. It's really profitable. No matter how good it is, it's someone else's. It doesn't have any practical significance!"

Yang Changhu immediately laughed and said, "Uncle, you are different now. You are all headmasters. It's really one way to teach!"

"Ok, don't flatter me!" Li Dongsheng said, "Let's go up and talk about it. By the way, I've passed by your office and haven't had a chance to go up and have a look. I'm too busy now!"

"Hurry up, come on, uncle, come this way..."

Entering Yang Changhu's office, Li Dongsheng looked at the design of the room and said, "Hu, how's your master?"

"It's good!" After Yang Changhu asked Li Dongsheng to sit down, he poured tea and said, "He is also old. When his master passed away last month, he collapsed at once. Now my eldest brother has taken him to the United States to recuperate, and I don't know how long it will last!"

Speaking of feelings, both of them are a little depressed. Although Wang Yixing has passed away, there are many disciples and grandchildren in the industry, but he is no longer in his heyday.

In fact, Yang Changhu is a few years old. Li Dongsheng is the youngest uncle and the only apprentice who has not learned any craftsmanship from Wang Changxing. Yang Changhu's master is different. He has followed Wang Changxing and wears it with his hands since he was a child.

Although the two are commensurate with their uncles and nephews, their actual status under Wang Yixing can be very different.

Only because Yang Changhu could not reach the peak of cooking skills and was relatively mediocre among the third generation of disciples, he was arranged to serve as the general manager of the Linshan branch of Donglai Building.

This Donglai Building is the only catering brand in Wang Yixing's hands.

"Uncle, what's good about you coming here this time?" Yang Changhu put down the teacup and asked with a smile.

Bo both of them were near the mountain. When Yang Changhu was appointed by his superiors to come to the mountain, he confiscated and was taken care of by Li Dongsheng.

Li Dongsheng waved his hand and smiled, "Good things don't talk about. Well, I just signed a bet with someone to test cooking skills. I came here to ask you for a favor!"

"What's up to?" Yang Changhu doesn't know why Li Dongsheng opened a chef school and should not lack helpers. So what does he need?

Li Dongsheng took a look at the incandescent. The incandescent consciously got up and left the office. After waiting for a few minutes, Li Dongsheng said, "Nice and nephew, can you give me some of the sauce of Li's Dongpo meat?"

"Sauce?" Yang Changhu was shocked, shook his head involuntarily, and then asked, "What do you want this to do?"

The sauce used in Li's Dongpo meat is actually uploaded by Li Dongsheng's ancestors. It has been cooked with old soup. Over the past 100 years, it has been hotter and boiled for longer. This is also the focus of Li's Dongpo meat.

At the beginning, Wang Yixing spent a lot of money and bought the sauce of Li's Dongpo meat from Li Dongsheng in the name of his apprentice, becoming one of the unique sauces that Donglailou will never spread.

According to reason, Li Dongsheng is also Wang Yixing's apprentice, but Wang Yixing once signed a contract with Li Dongsheng, which is what all the disciples and grandchildren of the master know, that is, Li Dongsheng can no longer get the sauce back, and Li Dongsheng was bent on money and didn't want to be a chef from the bottom of his heart, so he gave up without regrets.

Until today, although Li Dongsheng complained about why he didn't secretly leave a little at the beginning, he did not regret the original decision. If it hadn't been for the money given to him by Wang Yixing, he might still be in charge of the canteen now.

After listening to Li Dongsheng's words, Yang Changhu was a little embarrassed and couldn't help saying, "Uncle, this is not easy to do. You know, the teacher has a rule that all sauces cannot be passed on. Even if my master comes, I can't give it to him. It can only be used in the kitchen!"

No one knows how to mix this sauce, and even Wang Yixing doesn't know it, because Li Dongsheng didn't know it at that time, and Li Dongsheng doesn't know it now, so he came to ask for some sauces.

Li Dongsheng was worthy of being the headmaster and immediately launched an offensive. "Ahu, didn't I say that you, the master has passed away. If we don't change, we will decline. Do you know who I'm going to fight against tonight?"

"Who?" Only then did Yang Changhu find out that he didn't know who Li Dongsheng wanted to compare with.

Li Dongsheng pointed to the fragrance not far from the window and said, "It's the herbalist who eats fragrance. I signed a contract with him. If I win, he will be a slave for ten years. When I win, I will immediately arrange him to cook with you. I see that your business has not been very good recently, and the customers have been eaten. The fragrance took it away, didn't it?"

"Yes!" Yang Changhu sighed, and Li Dongsheng was talking about his mind. Now that Wang Yixing's family has fallen, in addition to the company's system, it is also related to the launch of catering. No new dishes have come out for a long time, and many guests are tired of eating.

"Think about it, if I defeat Lin Xiaobao and bring him over, will he still be popular? Who also cooks medicinal dishes for him? I guess it's not far from closing the door. Your spring is coming!" Li Dongsheng said with a smile.

Yang Changhu felt a trace of evil and had a trace of disgust for Li Dongsheng. Unlike Li Dongsheng, Li Dongsheng was disgusted with being a cook, but God gave him ancestral sauces, while Yang Changhu liked to study delicious food very much, but unfortunately he was not talented enough. He could eat food, but cooking was only a piece of it.