Bind health system after exile

The waiter's movements were stagnant, and his eyebrows, which had always been curved, couldn't maintain the arc.

"To tell you the truth, we run a small business in a small town and can barely survive."

You know! What customers can come from this smell?

Qin Shumei glanced at Yanji, whose whole face wrinkled up after taking a bite of bitter melon, and had no desire to bring up chopsticks.

"How many more dishes are there?"

She wanted to see how many more plates of such a horrible dish there were. Making food like this was just another way to waste food.

"There is also a fish and a chicken." The waiter looked at Qin Shumei's face and cautiously added: "Another pot of good wine?"

With this skill, let’s stop harming fish and chickens!

"Let your shopkeeper come."

As soon as these words came out, the smile in the waiter's eyes immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of panic and confusion.

"My guest, what are you dissatisfied with?"

Only Niu Dapeng at the table was chewing pig ears. Hearing that Qin Shumei was about to call the shopkeeper, he opened his mouth to speak vaguely for the waiter with food in his mouth.

"This is how we cook here, sister-in-law, don't mind."

"Don't get me wrong." Qin Shumei raised her hand to calm the waiter's mood. This young man who looked like he had just graduated from elementary school was so frightened by her words that he trembled.

"I just want to discuss the dishes with the shopkeeper, not to cause trouble."

Now she has nothing that can be used to pay off the bill. For this dish, if she dares to pay the money and pearls, they must be brave enough to accept it. Why not tell the boss some improved recipes to pay for the meal, and maybe make a small profit.

Pen.

The little calculations in her mind were rattling here, and the waiter over there, with a slumped head and brains, almost invited the shopkeeper over with tears in his eyes.

"Sir, are you not satisfied with the food in our store?"

He took a good look at this group of unfamiliar people as soon as they entered the store. He saw that they were foraging for food in the dirt, their clothes were shabby, and they wanted a table with good food. Stripping them naked wouldn't necessarily be worth the food money.

Given this standard of living, I still think the food is not delicious, because I have never tasted good food.

The shopkeeper's attitude was arrogant, and Qin Shumei could see it at a glance. People rely on clothes to dress up, and horses rely on saddles. She wore ordinary clothes, so it was inevitable that some people would look down on her, but she didn't take it to heart.

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, it's just that the food here can be better."

"Hey, this is strange. We are the first in Yuankang City, and you are the first among the guests to say this."

If she hadn't been sitting on this rickety bench in a poorly decorated environment, Qin Shumei would have believed it.

She reached out to hold down Yang Zhaoquan, who was about to move, and patted his leg to comfort him.

He took a picture of this but not that. When Yanji heard this, he started to snap: "The food you have here can't even compare to what my sister-in-law cooks!"

The shopkeeper laughed and looked back at Qin Shumei: "How is that possible?" He shook his head: "If she can make a dish that I say is delicious, you will be free of charge for the dish!"

What I want is your words!

Qin Shumei stood up with a "whoosh" and took over the shopkeeper's words: "Then it's settled!"

The shopkeeper didn't take what she said seriously and didn't even look her in the eye. The country bumpkin didn't realize that if these people could make any good food, then he might as well close the restaurant.

When the shopkeeper led Qin Shumei into the house, the cook in charge was facing a newly brought in live bass and didn't know what to do.

Originally, the waiter said that there was a big order, and everyone was excited and prepared to cooperate with the waiter and make a good profit. But it seemed that something went wrong. This fish didn't know whether to kill it or not.

"This little lady thinks what we are doing is not to our taste, and she is coming to give us some advice."

The words he said were so sinister and malicious that even the chef in the kitchen was offended. Qin Shumei suppressed the anger in her heart and turned to ask the shopkeeper.

"If you have any requests, you might as well say them directly. Otherwise, if you ask for them after they are made, it will be too late."

The shopkeeper looked around the kitchen and saw a few capable cooks. There was an impatient look on his face, and he knew that his words had an effect.

He grinned and looked down upon this little girl who didn't know the heights of the world.

"There are no restrictions. You can use whatever ingredients you want, but no one will help you cook. You have to do everything by yourself. As long as one dish passes the test, the food fee will be waived. If it tastes bad... not only will you have to pay for the meal, but you will also have to pay for the ingredients you waste.

Pay for it and apologize to me tomorrow when there are many customers."

He paused, imagining the humility on his face and apologizing again and again, and he couldn't wait to do it.

"Have you thought about it?"

Losing to someone who can make pig ears like this? In the next life!

Qin Shumei was too lazy to pay attention to him, nodded perfunctorily, and went directly to look for ingredients. There were many stationery items, and the kitchen of this small shop did have a lot of common seasonings in later generations.

At his signal, everyone in the kitchen stepped aside, leaving only Qin Shumei's small figure on the huge stove.

Yang Zhaoquan was worried, so he left the table and went to the kitchen. He found an angle that was not easy for her to see, but where he could observe her, and he leaned against the wall to watch her.

Qin Shumei's cooking skills are well established. He dares to say that the fish she cooked in Xiaoquan Village must be many times better than the people in the back kitchen. Since she is not afraid of her cooking skills,

, then he didn't want to interfere more, he only worried about her personal safety.

The little girl didn't seem to take this group of people seriously at all. She had a confident look on her face, and she seemed to be looking down on the world.

Her raised eyebrows and slightly raised corners of her lips tickled Yang Zhaoquan's heart, and the frequency with which she chopped garlic was almost in sync with her own heartbeat.

Good ingredients are half the success of cooking. Qin Shumei almost didn't think twice and directly chose the fat seabass that was still swimming.

Summer sea bass is expensive but plump, and its crystal clear belly fat is comparable to top-quality Hetian jade. It is oily and moist in the mouth, and is sprinkled with green onion and pepper oil. The taste, just imagining it, makes Qin Shumei wipe the saliva that is dripping out.

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She fished out the fish, removed the scales, removed the internal organs, filleted the fish body, marinated the fish, cut the garnishes, and finally collected the water and put the fish in the steamer, all in one smooth motion without any pause.

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but he quickly put his doubts behind him. This little girl actually dared to grab several new ingredients that even the chefs didn't dare to touch. She must have never seen them before and put them around casually.

The people who were in charge of the spoons shook their heads when they saw it. The fishy smell was so strong that it needed to be poured with soy sauce, soy sauce and vinegar to make it taste delicious. Her method of making it was simply unpalatable.

There was no timer here, so Qin Shumei could only count the seconds by herself. When the eight minutes were up, she opened the lid and put the fish on the table.

"How can this clear soup taste good? It doesn't look very good at first glance."

The shopkeeper didn't even pick up his chopsticks, so he muttered something unpleasant first.

Qin Shumei ignored him, weighed the small pot in her hand, turned over her hand and poured the hot oil on the fish.

"Stab"

With a sound, the skin on the surface of the fish rolled up slightly, and the dynamics of the dish immediately appeared. The whole fish seemed to come to life. Not to mention the exciting aroma, the numbness of the peppercorns and the refreshing fragrance of the fish immediately made your mouth full.

move.

"This is done."