Song Wumei's expression was very strange, because Yang Huairen was very correct in saying the shortcomings of her skills in cooking vinegar fish in West Lake, which made her show a curiosity about Yang Huairen, and at the same time a little ashamed.

He gladly accepted Yang Huairen's suggestion, and gave a bow, "It turns out that the big official is still a connoisseur in the kitchen, but I don't know this West Lake vinegar fish, can the big official know the right way?" ”

Yang Huairen said with a smile, "I know that I know, but I don't know if it's the same as your Wenwulou's practice." I can tell you, but there's one thing I don't understand, and I hope you can figure it out for me first, and then I'll tell you before it's too late. ”

Song Wumei asked, "I don't know if the big officials have any doubts, the slave family should solve the doubts of the big officials." ”

Yang Huairen pointed to the Wenwu Building on the opposite North Street and asked, "I don't know if you can tell me that you and the Wenwu Building opposite are not the same, why do you both hang the same signboard of the Wenwu Building?" ”

Song Wumei hesitated a little, Yang Huairen quickly read something from her expression, it should be not much different from what he had guessed before, the two Wenwu Buildings should be quite related, but now they are competitors to each other and even become enemies.

And they can hang the signboard of Wenwulou at the same time, which means that both the government and the chamber of commerce think that they are a family, so they are allowed to do so, but as for why the two families are at odds with each other, they have to know from Song Wumei's mouth.

Song Wumei, when she heard Yang Huairen say the shortcomings of the vinegar fish in the West Lake she made, she was a little surprised, because he said it simply and clearly.

So she was also very curious about Yang Huairen, so she asked tentatively, but this man actually said that he knew how to make vinegar fish in West Lake, which made her even more surprised.

The dish of vinegar fish in West Lake was produced in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it is not too far from the current time, and it is only a few decades old.

But this dish has only been produced for a few decades and is facing the situation of being lost, and Song Wumei, as an inheritor, will naturally feel sorry for her ancestors.

So she was very strange, a strange man, who was by no means a local when he heard the accent, how did he know the cooking secret of West Lake vinegar fish? This just doesn't make sense in the first place.

But he did say something that was hard for other diners to spot, and his confident look made it impossible to doubt what he was saying.

Song Wumei thought for a while, the man in front of her was so young, it should be impossible for him to come to Wenwulou to eat the West Lake vinegar fish cooked by his father when his father was alive.

Is it possible that a long time ago, when she was still very young and couldn't remember, his father came to Wenwulou to eat West Lake vinegar fish, and got the orthodox practice of West Lake vinegar fish from her father in an unknown way, and then told the man in front of him?

She really wanted to know the cooking secrets of the vinegar fish in West Lake, but she was reluctant to mention the old things of the two Wenwu Mansions, after all, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

So she was a little in a dilemma, Yang Huairen smiled and shook his head, "For the sake of your own face, you don't even want the craftsmanship left by your ancestors?" I really misread you.

Forget it, since you don't go far away, I won't ask, it's just a pity, one of the most representative delicacy of West Lake will be lost to you, it's a pity, alas......"

Song Wumei was very distressed when she heard this, she gritted her teeth and asked seriously, "This big official, you said that you know the practice of vinegar fish in West Lake, how can the slave family believe you?" ”

Yang Huairen said lightly without raising his head, "Boiled fish, the seasoning flavor is one sauce, two wines, three sugars and four vinegars, the sauce is the aged sauce of fish beans and three notoginseng, but the wine is five years of rice wine, more and less years will affect the taste of boiled fish, sugar is boiled honey bud sugar, vinegar is red Zhejiang vinegar ......"

"How do you know so well?"

Song Wumei interrupted him, but every word that came out of Yang Huairen's mouth was correct, from the selection of ingredients to the ratio, she couldn't help but believe that Yang Huairen would really make vinegar fish in West Lake.

"I don't want to talk about this now, you don't believe it, I'm just talking about it casually."

Yang Huairen raised his head to look at Song Wumei, and when he saw the surprise in her eyes, he knew that she was convinced, and interrupted him to prevent him from continuing, because he didn't want to expose his cooking secrets.

Yang Huairen continued, "If my guess is correct, the Wenwu Building on North Street opposite, the owner and the chef are also surnamed Song, right?" Why don't you go over and invite him over? ”

Song Wumei was stunned, how did the man in front of her guess this?

However, the thought of wanting to know the West Lake vinegar fish method occupied her mind, she had already tried it, the man in front of her was too mysterious, although he hadn't figured out who he was, but he would indeed make West Lake vinegar fish.

Song Wumei was no longer entangled, her expression became relaxed, and she gave another blessing, "Wait a minute, the slave family has gone here to invite someone over." ”

With that, she turned around and walked out of the gate and walked to the Wenwu Building opposite.

The shopkeeper of the Wenwu Building on North Street saw a group of rich and noble people coming to the Wenwu Building on South Street, and he was envious in his heart, and at the same time cursed some unbearable words in his heart, and he was jealous that people's business was better than theirs.

But suddenly, he found that Song Wumei, the owner and chef of Wenwu Building on South Street, was walking towards them, and he was surprised in his heart, and hurriedly went out to block Song Wumei's way to enter the door.

"Old Five, what are you doing here? Did you deliberately come here to show off because you have a big family to take care of the business? ”

The shopkeeper's words were disrespectful, and Song Wumei's eyes were also full of boredom, "You also have a part to speak here?" Hurry back and call the third child out, and say that I have something important to find her! ”

The shopkeeper became even more angry, and scolded at the top of his voice, "Old Five, who are you when you are, do you think you are still Lao Tzu's owner?" Our owner is very busy and has no time to take care of you, so you better go back! ”

Song Wumei was extremely angry, raised her hand and slapped her, the shopkeeper didn't have time to dodge, she was slapped by her, and then she covered her face and took a few steps back, stammering and scolding, "Old Five, how can you say that I am also your brother and elder, you dare to beat me?!" ”

Song Wumei didn't give up, she raised her hand to continue fighting, and scolded in her mouth, "It's just a watchdog, what if I beat you, go and report to the official!"

Hurry up and call the fifth child to come out, you can't afford to delay the big thing! ”

The shopkeeper saw that she was serious, and he also knew that Song Wumei had a pungent temperament since she was a child, and she really dared to continue to beat him when she said that she would beat him, so he had to turn around and run into his own restaurant to call someone.

But while running, he tried his best to save face for himself, "Old Five, you remember for me, Lao Tzu will never spare you in the future!" ”

It didn't take much effort, and another woman dressed as a cook came out of the restaurant, she looked very young, but she should be older than Song Wumei.

When she walked out of the door, she pointed at Song Wumei and scolded, "Old Five, are you idle and have nothing to do or are you bold and fat, dare to come to my door to make trouble?!" ”