Shunde Building, known as the most authentic Cantonese teahouse in Los Angeles, was taken over by the owner's son after more than ten years of operation, and the first branch was opened within two years.
Gourmets have a lot of discussions, because according to convention, they are not optimistic that the products of the branch can be consistent with the main store - and it is not a unified meal bag from the central kitchen. But I didn't expect that in just half a year, this branch would achieve a good reputation, and then it sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, opening four more branches in the city.
One of the secrets is that the small boss routinely inspects each branch every week, trains the chef to check the ingredients, and the salary is high, so the personnel change is not large, and the taste is stable.
Today is the day to inspect the first branch.
At noon, the flow of passengers is high.
The boss was silent, accompanied by the manager, and after inspecting the back kitchen, he sat down in the lobby, ordered a pot of Biluochun, and finally asked if there was anything to do this week.
The manager listened to the nonsense tirelessly, until finally, the manager hesitated and talked about a strange thing today:
"Xiao Li told me that he took a takeaway order in the morning, which was the same as the one Mr. Du ordered when he opened. No bamboo shoots for shrimp dumplings, no tangerine peel for beef balls, no shiitake mushrooms for glutinous rice chicken, and a plate of loose eggs.
They are all old employees of the store, and they more or less know the relationship between their boss and Mr. Du, and they are all witnesses to the scene on the opening day.
A beautiful man with a bad look sat down in the lobby, followed by two companions who also looked bad, as if they were here to smash the field, but they ordered such a strange order.
And after the boss came out to receive the three people, cooked four dishes and served them, this Mr. Du tasted every bite, didn't pay the bill, and left with someone again.
It's inexplicable, but it's also in my heart.
In the next second, the manager was surprised to see his usually steady boss stand up suddenly, and his calm face was instantly gloomy. Then his collar was pulled up, and his feet were forced off the ground, feeling for the first time what kind of force this strong man had beneath his seemingly honest appearance.
"Are you sure it's these four?"
The manager was so panicked that his glasses were about to fall off, and his lips trembled and he replied: "I may be wrong about what Mr. Du Du Du ordered, but this is indeed the four things in the morning."
He felt his collar loosen and put his feet on the ground again, but saw that the boss didn't have time to pay attention to himself at all, but quickly dialed the phone and talked to someone.
The manager was curious, but he didn't dare to lean his ears to listen, and just as he couldn't help but want to get closer, he was pressed by the boss on the shoulder and ordered him to find the address of the order.
The young man nicknamed Ah Da pinched the phone, seemingly calm, but the excitement in his heart could not be described in words.
His current name is Xun Changqing, business license, ID card, bank card, no matter where he is the name he changed after the age of eighteen. He made his fortune under this name, and only a few brothers in the first mixed path knew his real name.
His dad who was a fan of the three countries gave it to him, and he was laughed at for his entire student name.
Xun Chenxiang.
He was born and raised in Los Angeles, but his father's generation moved from Guangdong, so he can also speak some Cantonese. He taught Du Luming again, and the man only learned a very superficial point, but he remembered the scolding words very clearly.
Cantonese is especially fond of Use food to curse.
Any raw piece of barbecued pork is better than raw you, fresh radish skin, water fish meal sausage dressed as barbecued pork, each with its own subtlety and meanness.
Especially in this northern city, there are very few people who can understand it on the spot, Du Luming is keen to turn corners and hurt people, and these words are deeply loved by him.
Bamboo shoots are pronounced in Cantonese with Xun, Chen Tongchen, incense is the original sound, and Dansan is the meaning of scolding people who are timid and afraid of things.
When he came out like this, he scolded him for being in a safe corner, only thinking about keeping his house and living, and took out his previous name to stab him. This is a very Du Lumen style and takes into account the brother's face.
Not many people know his real name, but some people are exactly the same as Du Luming. This matter is usually very suspicious, not to mention that the man is looking for Luo Fang to find crazy today.
He just looks honest, but he is not stupid, which is most likely an important clue.
Luo Fang's face was terrifyingly poor.
In the living room is a conspicuous trolley suitcase.
Jian Xi woke her up with the prompt after Ye Hanhua's visit day, so she had this superficially harmonious secret contest
She was very happy when she
realized that a man would change stores if he ordered the same food.
Du Luming said that it was a thorn, she didn't ask deeply at the time, she didn't know the specific meaning of his asking for such a few dishes, but it was definitely not a nonsense order on the menu, it must have a special meaning for their brothers.
Egg scatter is generally reluctant to do this thing in tea restaurants, and there are only a few restaurants in Los Angeles that have this dish, and they can be discovered by Ah Da sooner or later. Or maybe there will always be some other opportunity.
As long as there is enough time.
But it was clear that Jian Xi didn't plan to give her this time.
Now I can only hope that this order in the morning will really happen to be noticed.
The man walked down the stairs with his arms crossed, and smiled meaningfully when he saw the girl who was stunned at the suitcase.
She looked at the man with a forced smile: "You want to go out?"
Jian Xi saw through her pretended composure at a glance, and shook her head gently: "It's not just me, but also you."
"Where to go?"
"Italy. Don't worry, once there, our game will continue and the conditions won't change in any way, just the field will be more open. The
man paused, and then added:
"Even abroad, I have the means to make Xu Qingqing's life worse than death, and we can all enjoy it within the agreed time limit of a month.
"Guy with the last name Jane, you bastard. Luo Fang's face was as white as paper, and even his lips were covered with a layer of gray.
"If you're smart enough, you should go upstairs and lie down. Jian Xi smiled: "Or do you really want to faint now and go to Naples as soon as you open your eyes?"
"Release, I've given you a hint, and I've already given you a chance for three days. This game with poor information is fun, but unfortunately you don't use it yourself.
"You're such a lunatic.
"Thanks for the compliment.
It just so happened that the doorbell rang at this time, and the man walked to the door to take a look at the surveillance, and the yellow and round hard hat took up half of the screen. He looked back at Luo Fang and made a gesture of please, signaling that she should avoid it:
"Go upstairs first, and then come and taste your last meal in this city, I will give you plenty of time."
Until the girl's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor on the second floor, Jian Xi put on a mask and finally opened the door.
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