Cannon Fodder Becomes a God of Cooking

Next time when his son comes back, he will definitely let him taste the fish-flavored shredded pork made by Qin Xin. Hu Xingguo believes that once Hu Yunxi eats Qin Xin's made, he will never eat other fish-flavored shredded pork in the future.

The four of them ate the meal, and no one said a word until the food in the plate was all eaten. Mei slurped most of the coconut milk in the cup from the lotus flower, "I usually feel coconut milk." It's delicious. Today I drank the soup made by Xiaoxin, and I think this coconut juice is just like that." Qin Xin simmered a pot of soup, but everyone drank it.

Qin Xin didn't eat much at first, but today everyone was very happy to eat, so he also ate an extra bowl of rice.

Mei Congqing said, "Sister, you are right, I feel that way too."

Qin Xin had planned to wait for Mei from Qing to clean up the kitchen, but they didn't agree and helped Qin Xin clean up the house.

Thinking that tomorrow is Qin Xin’s first day in business, I have to take a good rest today, and there is still a lot to prepare for tomorrow, so Mei Congqing didn’t stay too much, so he cleaned up and went back to the first floor.

Qin Xin went back upstairs after sending Mei from the young people.

I was still in the attic yesterday, but I changed a room today. Qin Xin felt that all this was a little unreal. After taking a bath, Qin Xin lay on the bed and opened Weibo.

[Xinxin's Food World: Thank you for your continued care. In the future, the place where Xinxin will set up a stall will be at the foot of the green mountain. Tomorrow is a new day, come on! Attach today’s dishes [picture]]

Qin Xin has 5.5 million fans on Weibo, and many fans urge them every day.

Before eating, Qin Xin took a picture, which will just be posted on Weibo, and soon fans will comment.

[Poisoning late at night, Xinxin, you are not kind. 】

[Hey, when can Xinxin make such a meal, I want to eat it too. 】

[Saliva is coming out, I can't wait to wait for my room to go to T city. 】

[Real names envy the friends in T city. 】

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Qin Xin flicked the comments, then turned off the phone and planned to rest. Originally thought that she would choose a bed and couldn't sleep, but Qin Xin soon found out that she was thinking too much. Gu's mattress was indeed very comfortable, closed his eyes, and when he woke up again, it was dawn.

At six o'clock, Qin Xin got up to prepare breakfast. Mei Conglian downstairs was already here. When Mei Congqing and the others came over yesterday, Qin Xin also recorded the fingerprints of all four of them.

However, Mei Congqing refused to record fingerprints on the second floor. After all, the second floor was Qin Xin's residence, and Qin Xin did not force it.

When Mei Conglian was preparing the ingredients, Qin Xin had moved the electronic screen outside the house, and then operated the menu and price of today's breakfast on the computer. After editing, he put the menu on the electronic screen.

Since it took some time to operate this electronic screen for the first time, Qin Xin hurriedly returned to the kitchen to prepare early after finishing her work.

Although the place has been changed, all kitchen utensils are available in the kitchen, so breakfast is no different from the previous ones, including whole grain cakes are still being served. It's just that the two of them prepare ingredients much faster than usual. Nowadays, the kitchen design is much more reasonable than in the dining car, and the space is much larger.

At seven, the first customer arrived.

"I want a hot and sour noodle, six yuan." This customer came for the first time. After standing outside looking at the menu for a long time, he came in to order.

When Qin Xin heard the order from the customer, she started to place fans.

Mei Conglian asked from the side, "Eat here or take it away?"

"Eat here," the customer asked.

"Okay." Mei took out the bowl from Lian and put it on the table next to Qin Xin.

Qin Xin cooked the powder quickly, and Mei left the lotus to serve to the customer, "Please use it slowly."

Customers who saw these bowls and chopsticks looked pretty, but they didn't know how they tasted.

This customer is a resident around Qingshan. He is almost 60 years old and has only retired for a few years. No, I have nothing to do after retirement. I get up every morning to exercise. I have seen a building here. I just ran over and found that it was opened. .

So I wanted to come in and try it. After watching for a long time, the customer finally chose this hot and sour noodle.

The six pieces of hot and sour noodles are made by Qin Xin's own chili sauce. Even so, the taste is much better than the ones on the market.

Customers took a bite and nodded again and again. This hot and sour noodle is delicious and worth six yuan. It seems that it will be a good thing in the future. There is no business district in Qingshan. If there is such a restaurant, you can improve the taste in the future.

At this time, many people came, and they all brought the flowers outside and left directly after they were arranged. Mei Conglian was a little curious when she saw these, so she went out and took a look.

When she came back, Mei Conglian told Qin Xin, "These flowers were sent by the Gu Group. I wish you a good business."

Qin Xin was shocked, unexpectedly Gu Wuyu would give flowers.

As soon as the customer took a bite, he noticed that many people had come, who were sending flowers. The customer lowered his head and continued to eat, but he found that a lot of people came, and most of the hot and sour noodles were ten yuan.

The customer took a closer look. Although it was ten pieces of hot and sour noodles, the chili sauce on it seemed to look better, but it didn't make a difference, nor did it say that there was an extra piece of meat.

More and more people are buying ten yuan of hot and sour noodles. This customer couldn’t help but ask the person sitting next to him, “Ten yuan and six yuan of hot and sour noodles are the same. Why do you want to buy ten yuan? "Isn't this too much money and nowhere to spend it?"

That humanity said, "It must be the first time you come to Xinxin's house for breakfast."

The customer nodded, and it seemed that the boss had opened a store in other places before and asked, "Where did she open a store before?"

"Xinxin first sold miscellaneous grain cakes. Later, the dining car that he drove sold early in the middle school. Now I am here."

The customer then asked, "What then?" He wanted to know the difference between hot and sour noodles.

This person explained patiently, "The difference between the hot and sour powder sold by Xinxin for ten dollars and the hot and sour powder for six dollars lies in the chili sauce. The chili sauce for ten dollars tastes very good. You will know it after eating it, but The ten-dollar hot and sour noodles are limited, and they will be sold out every day."

The customer was a little surprised. He thought the chili sauce in the bowl was already delicious. How delicious was the one for ten dollars? More and more people order the hot and sour noodles for ten dollars.

Thinking of this, the customer hurriedly thanked the people next to him, and hurriedly took a few bowls of hot and sour noodles, planning to queue up to buy ten pieces of hot and sour noodles. As soon as I got up, I found a lot of people rushed in.

This customer regretted it. He was the first one to come in, but he hadn't eaten the ten-dollar hot and sour noodles.

Seeing more and more people, the customer hurriedly stood at the end to line up. Before it was his turn, he heard someone shouting in front of him, "The hot and sour noodles before ten yuan are sold out again."

There was a sound of lament behind.

The customer thought that he had been in line for a long time, and it would not be cost-effective to go, so he just bought some other breakfast. His wife must have not eaten it yet.

In the end, the customer ordered a whole grain pie. He thought that his wife was from Province D, so he would like to eat this kind of breakfast.

The customer took home the prepared multigrain cakes and handed them to his wife.

The wife said, "What is strange today, you actually bought me breakfast." The two have been married for so many years, and the number of times the husband buys breakfast is really rare.

"Isn't this discovered by conscience?" Husband said with a smile, without telling the specific situation just now.

The wife picked up the miscellaneous grain pie, which was still warm, guessing that the husband bought it on the road to exercise.

But the packaging bag is pretty good-looking, with the word "Xinxin" on it, and the logo is also very beautiful.

The wife took a bite, then froze on the spot, and then began to cry.

The husband was watching TV in the living room, and when he heard his wife crying, he ran over in fright, "What's the matter?"

Wife wiped her tears, "No, this multigrain pie is really like the one my mother made for me when I was young."

Strictly speaking, Qin Xin's pie is not the authentic D city taste, but the taste does remind her of her mother's meal.

The wife's mother passed away when his wife was very young. When the husband saw the strong wife weeping, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, "If you want to feel delicious, I will take you to eat tomorrow."

The wife finished a whole multigrain cake and asked, "Where did you buy this cake?"

"Just not far in front, a new restaurant opened. There are a lot of breakfasts in it. We don't want to eat multi-grain cakes. We can eat other things."

"Okay." The two quickly reached an agreement.

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Qin Xin didn't know this. She looked at the people who came to the queue and was a little surprised. She thought that there were not many customers who came to buy early, indeed less than outside the middle school, but more than expected.

Because there were not many ingredients prepared, the morning ingredients were sold out before 8 o'clock. Qin Xin had to type on the electronic screen outside the gate, "Breakfast is sold out. Lunch time is 11 to 1 o'clock."

A guest saw this and asked, "Xinxin, the words on your electronic screen, do you mean that besides breakfast, you also cook lunch and dinner?"

Qin Xin said, "Well, prepare stir-fry for lunch and dinner."

"Great, then I'll come to eat at noon later." In this way, Qin Xin's dishes can be eaten three times a day.

There are some small businesses around Qingshan, mostly software companies. The employees working here are many of Qin Xin’s fans. They are tired of the company’s cafeteria. I heard that Qin Xin moved their business here. Have the motivation to go to work.

Qin Xin and Mei Conglian sorted out the noon ingredients. Qin Xin replaced the content on the electronic screen with the noon menu. There were a lot of ingredients. Qin Xin thought about the people who came in the morning and decided to prepare more.

However, due to limited time, Qin Xin only prepared two soups, one is light ribs and lotus root soup, and the other is spicy lamb hot pot.

At 11 o'clock, guests came to order, and Mei went out from Lian to write down the number of the menu and table.

Qin Xin has already started making it here, because the ingredients are prepared in advance and it will be quick to fry. In addition to the fact that there are several pots in the kitchen, Qin Xin's current cooking skills and mental power can completely stir up several pots together.

If it weren't for the transparent glass, everyone thought Xinxin had hired several chefs. After all, the speed of serving dishes was really fast.

When there are few people, it's better to say that in a short while, there are more and more people, and almost all the pots in the kitchen are used.

Customers began to think that the taste of such dishes would be average when they were fried, but when they ate them, they found that Qin Xin's cooking was quite good.

Although the pot is used a lot, Qin Xin only fries one portion per pot, so the taste is definitely not bad.

The ingredients in the basket were getting less and less, and many dishes were slowly sold out. Before 1 o'clock, Qin Xin felt that it was almost there, and asked Mei Conglian to close the door.

Author: Sahua. Opened slightly. . .