C41 A Piece of Trash That Doesn't Even Eat Dogs

He turned around and saw a man carrying a long fish plate in his hands. "Roasted Fish of Luoshan" was embroidered on his chef uniform.

When Su Ge saw the changes in He Ling and the others' expressions, he frowned:

"I've seen Roasted Fish before. It's not too far away, and its business is much more flourishing than Lin Ling's Roasting Fish. This … I'm afraid it's not just giving fish. "

He Ling put down the chopsticks in her hand, stood up and said in a cold tone, "Luo Shanlin, take your fish away, we don't need it."

"He Ling, I'm not that old yet. Your father is in bed … Don't say that. " Luo Shanlin sighed and put down the grilled fish. "Come and have a taste of the grilled fish made by me."

There was a fish in a 60-centimeter platter, covered with bright red peppers, green onions, and various ingredients. The four corners of the white and tender bean blossom were just right for the red oil on the bottom of the platter.

A rich fragrance assaulted their nostrils, and the color of the fish was extremely vibrant. It was evident that they had spent quite a bit of time and effort on this. Overall, this plate of roasted fish with beans was pretty good for ordinary people.

"We won't eat your grilled fish. Please take it away." He Ling's tone was as cold as ever.

Luo Shanlin laughed and said, "He Ling, listen to me. This roasted fish with beans is delicious. It was created by famous chef Ye Tianqi at the end of the Qing Dynasty after many years of hard thinking!

Furthermore, this plate of fish is the most meticulous dish I have cooked since I entered the industry.

Luo Shanlin's words, along with the others' expressions, all fell on Su Ge's heart, which made him understand immediately. "This guy is chasing after He Ling, but he doesn't hesitate to pester her."

Thinking of this, Su Ge laughed loudly, which could be heard from the other side of the room.

Luo Shanlin's face fell: "This friend is unfamiliar, why are you smiling?"

Su Ge glanced at Luo Shanlin in disdain and then glanced at his grilled fish again, "I'm laughing at you for making such a mistake."

Luo Shanlin glared at him: "Your hands are white and have no calluses. You can tell at a glance that you haven't practiced cooking before. What do you know?"

Su Ge smirked: "Ignorant! The one who created the fish was Ye Tianqi's descendant, and it was a woman! At a glance, you can tell that this fish weighs at least four catties, which is extremely inappropriate. "

Luo Shanlin's face turned red: "Hmph, so what if my history is wrong? You said four pounds of fish is wrong, but you didn't know that four pounds of fish bones are thicker, without any fine thorns, and is easy to eat."

Su Ge shook his head slowly, "Listen carefully, if you want to be able to eat the bone spurs at ease, three catties of fish is enough. Four catties of fish is too old and their meat is too rough, it will affect the taste."

Su Ge picked up his chopsticks and pushed away the chili, then poked the fish and said, "The skin is so wrinkled now, the fish meat is dark in color, and the gravy is dry. This is not only a matter of raw materials, but also your skills and skills."

Following that, Su Ge carefully sniffed again and threw the chopsticks into the air: "The fragrance should be soft, lingering, and memorable. Such a violent attack on the nose is indeed a low grade."

Luo Shanlin trembled in anger at Su Ge's words, "Even the grilled fish Giant Curry gave me a high grade grilled fish. You are like picking a bone from a chicken egg!"

Su Ge chuckled: "You don't even know the principle that you don't want to eat too much, why are you still a chef?"

"I worked under the famous barbeque master Xu Jiang for a year, what qualifications do you, a nobody, have to teach me a lesson?" Luo Shanlin's eyes were cold as he pointed at Su Ge with his trembling arm.

Su Ge looked at him with disdain, "Even if you call that Xu Jiang over, I can still teach him a lesson and make him obedient, not to mention you, who ran for a year."

Hearing this, Luo Shanlin laughed instead of getting angry: "What a glib tongue! Half a month from now will be the Emei Grilling Festival. We will see the real deal under our hands!"

"Compete with me? You are not worthy. " Su Ge said indifferently and pushed the fish plate on the table out, "Take your trash and get lost."

"You dare to say that the grilled fish I made is trash?" Luo Shanlin's eyes nearly popped out of his head. The dish he was most concerned about had been called trash!

"So much nonsense!"

Su Ge's face showed a trace of impatience. He grabbed the fish plate with one hand and threw it outside. The half-meter long plate rotated and flew out the door. During this period of time, not a single drop of soup spilled out.

"Clang!"

The plate of fish was smashed to smithereens, and the fish inside it rolled into a mess. A dog circled the grilled fish a few times before running off into the distance.