"Peng Peng! Hurry up! Answer the phone! Listen to who it is." After Little Chef Huang shouted, he felt that something was wrong.
This wasn't right!
Was he calling at this hour to order tomorrow's dishes or today's dishes?
Was it a sudden attack?
Peng Peng quickly nodded." Okay, okay."”He immediately rushed to the living room.
Unexpectedly, just as he picked up the phone, the other party was greeted with a mouthful of northeastern trash."Hey! Big sister!"
Peng Peng was so frightened that he slapped his face."No, it's not. I'm Big Brother Zi 'er. Ah, no!" He had been brought into the pit.
The bullet comment section was laughing like crazy.
"What do you think of Peng Peng's 'Big Brother's Son' invention?”
"Alright, alright, alright! Men can't say no! Wahahaha!"
"My source of happiness has begun again!”
Peng Peng cleared his throat and quickly pretended that nothing had happened."Um, customer, I'm Peng Peng. Are you here to order?”
"That's right! Why did he make this call if he didn't order?”The other party's coarse voice came straight over.
"Then what would you like to order?" Peng Peng quickly picked up the small notebook beside the table and prepared to take notes.
"Pineapple rice first ~" The other party began to order.
"Okay, pineapple rice. Is there anything else?”Peng Peng asked honestly.
"I like seafood. Give me some grilled fish!”The second dish followed.
"I understand, I understand. How many people are there in total?" Peng Peng heard that the other party had no intention of reporting the name of the dish and quickly asked.
"Two dishes, of course, only one person. Hey! In our village, a grown man should at least eat two dishes.”
Peng Peng was a little dizzy.
Usually, when they ate out, didn't they eat one dish per person?
However, the visitor was a guest, so he was too embarrassed to say anything. He asked mechanically,"Um, when will you arrive?”
"There's still a two-hour drive. We're almost there.”
Peng Peng almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
Urge?
He was urging the guests?
What kind of joke was this?
Two dishes were prepared in two hours?？
Peng Peng did not dare to argue with this customer anymore. He quickly hung up the phone and went back to report.
"M-Teacher Huang! The customer ordered two dishes."
When Chef Huang saw that he was panting from running, he couldn't help but pass him a glass of water."Don't be anxious. Let's talk about it after you've calmed down."
"It's too late. There was only one customer, but he arrived in two hours. I want a pineapple rice and a grilled fish!”
"Aiyo, what kind of accent is that?”Mr. He laughed as he listened.
"Yes, the other party has a taste of northeastern China. I, I learned it from him.”Peng Peng couldn't help but blush.
He was too embarrassed to say that he had just been dragged into a trap.
"Northeasterners? Pineapple rice and grilled fish?" Little Chef Huang thought to himself, Forget it.
These customers were really bad!
If he was really from the northeast, his accent would not be exposed.
"Did he say anything special?”Lu Chen reminded her from the side.
"No, nothing special." Peng Peng recalled the conversation just now and suddenly had an idea."Oh, right! He said he likes seafood!"
Chef Huang immediately looked at Lu Chen shrewdly.
"You like seafood? That should be my hometown near the sea." They usually ate more freshwater seafood inland, and they deliberately used the Northeastern dialect to fool people.
Teacher He thought for a moment,"Is the other party a man?" Er Hua's voice was a little unnatural, like he was deliberately curling his tongue?”
"Yes, yes, yes!" Peng Peng nodded desperately.
As a know-it-all, Teacher He knew who the other party was almost immediately.
"Cult Master Huang, you're absolutely right!"”
"Brother Xiaoming?" Peng Peng was stunned.
Chef Huang nodded." Xiaoming is from Qingdao. He likes seafood, and his accent matches. I've heard him speak Northeastern Chinese before. Aiya!" That's called not standard!"
The people around him laughed.
Peng Peng was about to cry.
The other party said that the Northeastern dialect was not standard, and he was even led to the rhythm. How stupid was he?
Lu Chen smiled and patted his shoulder. It's not too late to prepare the dishes now."
Little Sister Zi Feng also didn't play with the peacocks at this time, echoing with a serious expression,""Big brother, let's go get the ingredients together. Teach us.”
Lu Chen looked at Chef Huang." Pineapple rice is simple. The pineapple is in the ground, and the prawns are in the fish pond. How do you plan to cook the grilled fish?”
There were many ways to eat grilled fish in the world.
However, it was obvious that Chef Huang had done his homework.
"Since we're all here in the south of Caiyun, we naturally have to make the most authentic Dai grilled fish!”At this point, she suddenly looked at Lu Chen sneakily."I wonder if there's lemongrass here?”
Lu Chen immediately realized that Chef Huang was going to make lemongrass grilled fish.
This was a charcoal grilled fresh flying fish dish from southern Yunnan. It was also an authentic traditional Dai dish. It was very well-known among Dai dishes and was considered an indispensable dish for the Dai family to entertain distinguished guests.
The lemongrass was the main ingredient of this dish.
It was also the soul of this dish!
Lu Chen looked at Little Chef Huang's sneaky expression and couldn't help but chuckle."Don't worry, this is easy.”
Citronella only grew in fertile soil with high temperatures, rain, and good drainage.
Well, in the village, the most fertile soil was probably his family's field.
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