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Chapter 116 Juicy Braised Pork Ribs

Chapter 116 Juicy Braised Pork Ribs

Yang Yi said: "I don't know, it just doesn't feel right, maybe it's because they haven't bid for the land yet."

"Heh...you know what a fart, that Hu Dong is from a big city, why did you come to our house for dinner, can't you think of it?"

"Even if they can successfully acquire that piece of land, it won't take a day or two to establish the city and business as a whole. If something happens in the middle, it will be in vain?"

"What can happen to such a large group?"

"Anyway... I think you should think about it more."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he sighed helplessly. Hearing his father's words, he already planned to cooperate.

However, he can also figure it out, because cooperating with Hu Yongming on this project will definitely make a profit, and it is inevitable for him to be moved.

The reason why Yang Yi hesitated again and again was because he already knew what would happen later, otherwise he would definitely support it.

Father Yang glanced at him and asked, "Do you know something inside..."

"I'm a scholar, how can I know about other people's affairs? It's just intuition, you should think clearly..."

After Yang Yi told him, he picked up his pants and went out before Yang's father.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he bumped into Hu Yongming who was coming towards him.

Yang Yi greeted politely, "Uncle Hu."

Hu Yongming nodded to him, and looked at Father Yang behind him.

Father Yang shouted to Yang Yi's back: "Son, go to the kitchen to see the braised pork ribs I stewed by myself. If they are cooked, bring them to the private room."

"Okay." Yang Yi responded and walked towards the kitchen.

Father Yang took out a cigarette and handed one to Hu Yongming. He also lit one and took a puff.

Hu Yongming smiled and said: "Your son is doing things very steadily!"

"Did you hear that?" Father Yang asked, before he could answer, he said again: "He's just a scholar, what can he understand, and a lot of nonsense."

Hu Yongming smiled and said: "This cooperation is very good, think about it again."

Father Yang flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, and said, "I don't think about it anymore, the main thing is that I'm getting old, and I just need to take care of my restaurant, and I don't want to mess around with it."

Hu Yongming looked at Yang's father in disbelief, shook his head helplessly, but didn't say much, just smiled and said: "Your son is much handsomer if he is younger than you."

"That must be, can my son be ugly?" Father Yang was full of complacency.

Inside the kitchen.

Yang Yi walked to the gas stove, on which was stewed pork ribs made by Yang's father.

A chef told him that it should be cooked by now.

Yang Yi wrapped the lid of the pot with a towel, and when he opened it, he smelled a familiar smell.

The smell of various spices inside also came oncoming, and Yang Yi couldn't help but move his nose.

Ever since Yang Yi unlocked his culinary talent, he has become much more sensitive to taste.

Yang Yi tasted the taste, and murmured in a low voice: "It's still the same taste." He put down the spoon leisurely, and didn't intend to cook it.

Yang Yi looked around and found no one, so he took out a book-like thing from his arms, with several large characters "Advanced Cooking Skills Book" written on it.

This is the treasure that Hu Jia's mining machine won for him last night. It records in detail the production methods and special skills of various cuisines.

Ordinary people can only know the general process of a dish, like the dishes made by Yang's father, in addition to the process, there are some exclusive secret recipes of his own, so the dishes he cooks are better than ordinary people's.

Cooking is also very skillful. Sometimes the heat is different, the ingredients are different, the amount of seasoning is different, the same recipe, different cooking methods, the taste is very different.

And the advanced culinary skills book in Yang Yi's hand, it records the perfect cooking method of a dish in all aspects. It can be said that even if a cooking novice gets this book and makes it strictly according to the above method, he can become a chef. Artistic ceiling.

Yang Yi found out how to make braised pork ribs, quickly wrote it down, and took the book back into his arms.

In fact, this book was miraculously hidden in his body, because there is a treasure space in his body, where he can use magic weapons dropped by the storage system, skill books and other things.

After some adjustments, Yang Yi brought the ribs to the private room, and he vaguely heard the people talking outside the private room.

"Boss Yang, I sincerely hope you can cooperate with us. In fact, what we like is your brand. It doesn't matter if you invest less in terms of funds. If you are short of funds at the moment, then that's okay. I can do it." Let me help you get around first."

"Yeah, okay, thank you first, Mr. Hu, I'm thinking about it, and I have to discuss it with my family."

"Okay, then remember to contact me after you think about it!"

Hearing this, Yang Yi was surprised for a while, thinking that his father would take the olive branch without hesitation, but unexpectedly his father refused.

Fortunately, he was still planning to fill the hole for his father.

He understood in his heart that what his father said "thinking about it" actually meant an indirect refusal, because his father was a decisive person, and he could only say words like "I'm thinking about it" and "I'm thinking about it". It is even more impossible to discuss with family members.

Because once the father is sure of something, he will do it at all costs. The best proof is that he decided to buy this store. At that time, he even mortgaged the house.

Fortunately, the hotel business is good, otherwise, not to mention the current well-off family, it is entirely possible to pay off the debts of the father and the son.

Yang Yi knocked on the door politely, and brought the braised pork ribs into the private room.

The people inside subconsciously looked at Yang Yi who came in. After he put the ribs on the table, Yang's father called everyone: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, come and have a taste."

Several people picked up their chopsticks enthusiastically.

Lao Li joked: "Lao Yang's braised pork ribs are the dish I must order every time I come here, right? It takes too long to cook and makes me anxious every time."

Hu Yongming said: "Braised pork ribs, of course, must be simmered slowly to make the soup thick. The pot of this stew must also be a casserole. If it is stewed in other pots, the taste will not be so fragrant."

Father Yang praised without concealment: "Mr. Hu is actually an insider."

Hu Yongming didn't answer the question, but picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

After savoring it carefully, his expressionless face suddenly brightened, and he praised: "Well, the taste is the best braised pork ribs I have ever eaten."

After finishing the review, he couldn't help but pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Seeing that he was eating with gusto, others picked up chopsticks to taste it one after another. They were full of happiness and cast admiring gazes at Father Yang.

"Lao Yang, your skills are getting better and better!"

"I think so too. Who would have thought that you can eat such delicious food in this small town? With your skills, it's easy to open a hotel. It would be a pity not to go to a big city!"

(End of this chapter)