After my divorce, I opened a gourmet restaurant

In the kitchen, the father and son all breathed a sigh of relief after watching Wang Caihua leave the hotel.

One is afraid of his wife, and the other is afraid of his mother.

Two people with the same surname, afraid of a person with a foreign surname.

Two men, afraid of one woman.

Han Daqiang took out half a pack of cigarettes from the corner of the kitchen.

Han Yan took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Huazi!" Han

Daqiang hurriedly blocked Han Yan's mouth, "You be quiet, if your mother hears it, we don't have to go home tonight."

Han Yan nodded hurriedly, "Dad, isn't our family's money all controlled by my mother, where did you get the money to buy cigarettes, it's still such expensive cigarettes."

"This is given by someone else for the Chinese New Year, and I can't save some private money."

Han Daqiang lit a cigarette and took a puff with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Why don't you smoke?" He

couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw that Han Yan hadn't lit his cigarette for a long time.

"I quit.

Han Daqiang was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out a thumbs up, "Okay, mine is learning from you, I haven't quit smoking for half my life."

Han Yan shook his head, "Dad, you don't play cards or drink, so you have a hobby of smoking, and you don't need to quit if you smoke less."

Comrade Han Daqiang thought that what his son said was very reasonable, and immediately gave up the idea of quitting smoking.

"By the way, son, there is a new building two blocks away, which is being built, what do you think, if it's okay, let's go over and have a look." "

Is this to buy me a house?"

Han Yan's lips hummed and said with a smile, "No need Dad, let's talk about it in a few years, I don't think about those things now."

Han Daqiang extinguished his cigarette butt and rinsed his mouth: "Okay, then you cook, didn't you want to eat home-cooked food just now, boiled white meat, three fresh ground, dried tofu with sharp peppers, see if you can make these three dishes."

Han Yan snorted and immediately went to prepare the ingredients.

Han Yan grew up in a restaurant, and he knows how to make some big dishes, not to mention a few home-cooked dishes.

Take the eggplant potatoes out of the refrigerator and wash and beat the skin.

If you fry the eggplant and potatoes in oil, they don't taste fragrant and cook slowly.

"I'll change the knife for you, and you go and get the meat out.

After Han Daqiang took the time to brush his teeth, he took the initiative to take on part of his son's work.

All the meat in the refrigerator was bought by Han Daqiang and his wife at the market at four o'clock in the morning, and every piece of meat was killed on the same day.

It's all fresh.

Cuan white meat is a Northeast dish that is very popular with old customers in the old Han family's shop.

The reason is not only the freshness of the meat, but more importantly, Wang Aihua's secret sauerkraut.

Comrade Wang's sauerkraut is fresh and refreshing, with a slightly sour taste, and will not let the sauerkraut ferment for too long, otherwise the slight acid will become giant acid, which will affect the taste.

But how exactly it is pickled, Han Yan is unknown.

Usually at home, he is only responsible for eating.

The skin of the pork belly is rubbed with salt first, which can effectively remove the fishy smell.

Then the large pieces of pork belly are in a pot under cold water, and then the green onion and ginger, Sichuan pepper, and cooking wine continue to remove the smell.

In this process, the sauerkraut begins to be shredded, and the cut sauerkraut is soaked in water for a while, which is not only to clean but also to remove acid.

Taking advantage of this, Han Yan took out a small piece of meat from the refrigerator, which was prepared for making dried tofu with sharp peppers.

When he was a child, he sat at a big banquet in the countryside, and basically every family had this dish.

Cut the pork belly into thin slices, the dried tofu into strips, and the green peppers into small pieces.

Dried tofu is also shredded, but Han Daqiang has always cut it into strips, so Han Yan is also used to this practice.

It can be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business.

On a new stove, bring water to a boil, add a teaspoon of baking soda, and dry the tofu.

Cooking for one minute is enough, it is easy to rot after a long time, after the dried tofu is taken out, wash it with water, otherwise it will taste alkaline.

The reason why a spoonful of baking soda is added after the water is boiled is to make the dried tofu taste more tender.

In fact, for Han Yan, he doesn't really have a good impression of baking soda.

Once in high school, he mistook baking soda for flour and almost ate himself to death.

The oil is hot, put the pork belly slices, fry the yellow and stir-fry the oil, add the chopped green onion, minced garlic and ginger, stir-fry the fragrance, then put less cooking wine to remove the fishy, and then release the soy sauce.

Stir-fry the fragrance and put water, then salt, chicken essence, sugar to make it fresh, boil over high heat, put in dry tofu, water starch thickening, collect the juice until thick, and then add green peppers and roll a few times, cook the green peppers, and finally you can.

"Dad, help me watch the point, I'll go to do the three fresh. "

Alas.

Han Daqiang looked at his son's operation and was relieved, there is a successor to the old Han family!"

"Dad, have you seen it, your eldest grandson has inherited the family business." "

Han Daqiang is possessed by the essence of the play, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Comrade Han, do you need to feel like this, my father is still alive, you want to tell him, just give him a call. Han Yan said while coating the eggplant with starch.

"Ahh

Reluctantly, put out the dried tofu with sharp peppers.

The pork belly cooked in the pot on the other side is already fragrant.

But Han Yan didn't have time to be distracted because he was boiling potatoes.

After the potatoes are cut into small pieces and boiled for five or six minutes, they are dried and then fried, without too much oil, but not too little.

Fried until golden brown, chopsticks can be easily inserted into the potatoes, and the remaining oil is passed through the green peppers and fried into tiger skin green peppers.

Eggplant can be fried on both sides until golden brown.

Di San Xian is a fast dish, it doesn't take too long to make it, and it won't take long for this dish to be ready.

It will take a little time for the pork belly to get cooked.

Looking at the two dishes in front of me, the active system panel jumped out again.

【With the help of the system, you have made almost perfect three fresh, chili dried tofu.

Heheda....

It's all my own effort, and what does it have to do with your system.

Han Yan was a little speechless, and the system's behavior of grabbing credit made him very dissatisfied.

[Successfully open a picture book, spicy chicken, three fresh, sharp pepper dried tofu

, get a system reward, 3,000 yuan, knife skill +3] Immediately after, a voice came from the mobile phone, "Zhi Fubao has arrived, 3,000 yuan"

Han Yan: (*≧▽≦)

There is still money to get for cooking!

What the hell is opening a picture book, it means that if I make a new dish, I will open a picture book and get a sum of money?

In this way, it is time to put the production of the Manchu and Han banquets on the agenda.

Money overwhelmed Han Yan's mind and made him have unrealistic ideas.

But his attention was quickly drawn to the guests who came into the store.

Three middle-aged men in old overalls walked in.

"Boss, what kind of food is so fragrant, you can smell it from afar. "

All three of them have dark skin, dust and dirt stains, and they look like workers from a nearby construction site.

"My son made Disanxian and dried tofu in the back kitchen, and I wanted to eat something.

Han Daqiang politely entertained.

The fattest of the three migrant workers was named Liu Junhu, nicknamed Dahu, and he turned around and asked the two companions behind him.

"Lao Wang, Lao Zhao, what do you want to eat? I think this restaurant should be pretty good. "

Lao Wang was the thinnest of the three, with a cigarette pinned to his ear.

"What is the price of Disanxian and dried tofu with sharp peppers?"