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The man felt ashamed and stopped talking.

When a woman sees a man like this, she no longer has the mood to complain.

After calming down, I remembered the prices of the dishes when I was looking at the menu just now.

The woman's posture of ordering resolutely before was a little weak.

She couldn't help asking: "How many dishes are there on my table? What are the prices?"

Fu Yu was taken aback for a moment, but Liu Yuqing who was next to him hurriedly answered and said, "Eight dishes and one soup. The spicy crayfish comes in three sizes: large, small, and medium. Last night, I ordered the medium portion, 188 yuan. This salt and pepper shrimp Tiger."

The woman's complexion suddenly changed. Her family background was mediocre, and she seldom dined in restaurants.

Therefore, the grade and price of the hotel are not very clear.

I originally thought that a table of dishes would be about five or six hundred yuan, but I didn't expect it to be so expensive!

After hearing the vegetable prices, the woman hesitated.

She flipped through the menu, looked at the expensive dishes on it, and habitually rubbed the thumb and index finger of her left hand.

When the man noticed the woman's small movements, he suddenly felt his heart being tightly grasped.

The woman was actually very pretty, with fair skin and thick hair. Today, she was going to eat outside, so she deliberately tied her hair casually and carefully braided it.

The clothes on my body have been bought for several years, but I am only willing to take them out to wear on important occasions.

The man suddenly felt his nose sore.

It was such a plain and simple woman who worked hard to marry and live with her.

Give birth to children for yourself, and support the elderly with yourself.

In fact, when we first got together, he really wanted to treat the woman well, let her live a good life, and run the family together.

But since when, he has slowly changed.

He thinks that he works hard every day outside, but women can enjoy the benefits at home.

I feel that women rely on themselves to support themselves, they are not as beautiful as they were when they were young, and they don't understand style.

Staying together every day, I don't understand anything except talking about the trivial things at home.

But he forgot that women work hard every day at home.

Children are still young and cannot be separated from adults.

His mother is in poor health and has been living with them.

Women have to take care of children at home and serve the elderly.

Washing, cooking, and cleaning up the housework, I can eat hot meals when I come back from get off work every day. I never need to reach out for housework, and women can handle it properly.

But he took these things for granted and never took them to heart.

The man looked at the woman with a tangled face, and said uncharacteristically: "Okay, just as you said, just place the order."

After finishing speaking, he comforted: "My wife, it's okay. Since you want to eat, let's have a good meal."

The woman talked too much before, and now she can only bite the bullet and acquiesce.

After ordering, a waiter led the way and led them to the box.

It is indeed a big hotel, the price is expensive, and the service is really good.

The waiter not only helped to pull the chairs and delivered free tea, but also the environment in the box was very good.

But in the end, I still feel sorry for the money. When I think about going out today, I spent more than half a month's living expenses for the family, and the anger in the woman's heart immediately rises again.

Just when I was about to have a seizure, I heard the man say: "Honey, you are right, I really don't earn much now, and I can't save much money at home except for expenses."

"In the future, I will not go if I can't go outside for entertainment like last night."

"We're all here today, so we'll have a good meal. I've been married for so many years, and I haven't taken you out of a restaurant yet."

Seeing the man like this, the woman's anger slowly extinguished again.

In the end, I was still a little soft-hearted.

Men are busy working outside, and the pressure is quite high.

And since it's entertainment, it must also be required by work.

After making such a fuss, the man didn't say anything in the end.

The woman couldn't vent her anger at all.

Although the atmosphere in the box was somewhat dull, the couple stopped arguing and bickering.

Fu Yu directly helped take the order list to the back kitchen, and started cooking the deep-fried squid ordered by the customer.

Zhang Jinyu prepared the ingredients according to Fu Yu's request.

But when I heard that the fresh squid was going to be sent to the Hongan area, I couldn't help asking: "Chu Fu, didn't the customer order grilled squid? What are you doing at the Hongan area?"

Fu Yu said casually: "Oh, she ordered innovative dishes."

Zhang Jinyu was taken aback: ".Creative dishes?"

Afraid of wasting time, Zhang Jinyu went to collect ingredients with a puzzled face.

When will there be an innovative dish of grilled squid in the store?

Because he is thinking about innovative dishes, Zhang Jinyu is still looking forward to cooking for a while.

After Zhang Jinyu finished collecting all the ingredients, Fu Yu immediately started cooking the fried squid.

The squid is cleaned, with eyes, teeth and suckers removed.

Fu Yu quickly cut the squid open to ensure that the squid is cooked through and tastes better.

The cut squid is skewered with bamboo skewers.

Because of the customer's request, the squid was specially selected to be big, very fat, and the meat quality was very good.

Put the squid in a basin, pour in the slurry powder, stir well, and brush the slurry carefully.

Fu Yu brushed it evenly with a brush, otherwise the squid meat would be curly and taste bad when it was put into the pot.

Then put the brushed squid into the flour, spread it fully with flour, and make sure to cover the whole squid.

Heat oil in a pan.

Seeing Fu Yu's hot pan and oil, Zhang Jinyu asked curiously, "Chef Fu, did you prepare the oil?"

Fu Yu nodded: "Well, the squid has to be fried first."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jinyu hurried forward to take over: "I'll do it."

In the back kitchen, Zhang Jinyu has always been responsible for all oily work, and Fu Yu never reaches out.

But when Zhang Jinyu operates, Fu Yu will guide him a few words.

Zhang Jinyu sincerely thinks that Fu Yu is a wonderful person, he is willing to be a teacher and does not hide his secrets.

Fu Yu, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed that he always asked Zhang Jinyu to work more in order to hide the secret of the non-stick oil colander, so he tried to teach him some cooking methods as compensation.

Fu Yu handed the colander to Zhang Jinyu, and pointed out: "Try to control the oil temperature at around 210 degrees, and the oil temperature should not be too high or too low. Frying at a temperature of around 210 degrees can ensure that the outside is charred and the inside is tender and the moisture is locked. .”

Zhang Jinyu wrote it down carefully, and was skillfully doing oily work.

When the flour on the outside of the squid is fried to a golden brown, it can be out of the pan.

The squid forms a protective shell during the frying process, which keeps the squid inside fresh and tender.

This will not be too greasy, and the taste will be very good.

But there is one thing, fried products can't be left for too long, so even though it is a takeaway food, Fu Yu still drains the oil, carefully brushes the barbecue sauce, and wraps the bamboo sticks with specially packaged printing oil paper.