Chapter 202 - Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Withdraw the Dishes (1/2)

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Withdraw the Dishes

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“No, we didn’t find anyone at all.” Zhang Yongchang said, a hint of anger tinging his tone.

Lian Rong immediately cringed.

No wonder Zhang Yongchang was angry. If it was him, he would also be angry at someone who caused trouble and then huffily ran off, leaving everything behind.

“Master, just calm down…”

While Lian Rong was angry at Feng Yongkang, he also felt sorry for his master. His decision to work as a cook here, stubbornly rejecting many offers from restaurants out of loyalty, the fact that his wage wasn’t high, and that he had to help Feng Yongkang deal with this mess, was infuriating.

“After lunch, go tell the meat shop not to send us any more meat with bones.”

Zhang Yongchang said, “Starting tomorrow, have the sign for Braised Pork Ribs taken down. We won’t be making that dish in the kitchen for a while.” “What?” Lian Rong was momentarily stunned.

“What ‘what’? Can’t you understand me?” Zhang Yongchang slapped Lian Rong on the back of the head.

“I understand, I understand.” Massaging his head for a while, Lian Rong quickly nodded, “After lunch, I’ll go to the meat shop and tell the shop manager.”

Since the shop manager wasn’t considering Zhuang Qingning and even totally ignoring Zhang Yongchang’s painstaking efforts, they shouldn’t be overly considerate of their relationship with Fushun Tower and Feng Yongkang.

There’s no way you can slap someone in the face and still expect to make money off their recipe.

Lian Rong understood this and knew what Zhang Yongchang aimed to do. He was just worried about how to explain the situation to the meat shop manager after lunch.

After giving his instructions, Zhang Yongchang didn’t say anything else, only adding the marinated fish into the oil pan.

With a “sizzle” sound, the mouthwatering smell filled up the whole kitchen.

While Zhang Yongchang and Lian Rong were busy here, Zhuang Qingning started her works in the tofu shop at her home.

At lunchtime, Mrs. Cao made steamed rice, a dish of braised fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a garlic mung bean salad to eat together.

“This was brought from my parent’s home. My younger brother sent these to our family, two big grass carps. My parents-in-law and husband had one at home and I brought the other to the shop so you and Miss Sui can have a taste.” While talking, Mrs. Cao served a big piece of fish into Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui’s bowls: “You two eat more, there’s plenty of fish.”

After saying this, she served a piece to Zhang Qiuying as well.

“This fish is indeed very good, very fresh. It must have been freshly killed, right?” Zhuang Qingning smiled.

“Miss Ning, your pallet is truly refined.” Zhang Qiuying started to giggle, “My uncle delivered it in a wooden barrel, alive, saying the fish could stay alive at home for a few days, this way it could get rid of that muddy smell from the river, and the living fish would be fresher when it was time to eat it, this way the fish wouldn’t go bad during the hot weather.”

“This fish was still alive this morning. It was kept in a basin in the backyard until lunchtime when my mom killed it.”

“No wonder it taste so fresh.” Zhuang Qingning said and served herself another piece of fish.