Food Customizer

Thomas, he comes from a country in the extreme north.

In his country, people have no fighting spirit. Most of them are drinking and getting drunk all day long with the government's minimum living allowance.

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But this kind of life seems to be pretty good. Anyway, when you have money, you drink more, and when you don't have money, you drink less. Although you can't live a very rich life, the minimum living allowance is always there every month.

In such a country, enjoying life has become the main consideration for people.

And food is an indispensable part of enjoying life, but due to the geographical environment, people there are mostly more experienced in making various wild animals and sea fish.

For things like flour, at most they can be used to fry donuts or something.

In such an environment, Thomas is 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. Standing in front of ordinary people, he looks like a small mountain.

After a bowl of beef noodles, Thomas felt an unprecedented sense of relief, and even felt that the aftereffects of the alcohol he drank on the way to Beijing had dissipated a lot.

‘It would be great if I could have a bowl of noodles like this every time I drink! ’

Thomas thought secretly.

‘If I bring back the method of making such noodles, everyone will like it! ’

Looking at the empty bowl, Thomas fell into deep thought.

How can I promote this kind of noodle making method in my country?

First of all, I have to know how to make it.

And four or five dishes have been served in succession. Even if the boss said that he would taste more than 20 dishes today, Thomas still felt that it was not enough.

He wanted to eat his fill!

He wanted to fill his stomach at once!

After thinking for a while, Thomas seemed to have an idea. He looked sideways and said, “Hello, where is the bathroom?”

The waitress who was responsible for receiving him bent down and smiled, raised her hand and pointed to a place in front, “I’ll take you there.”

Thomas nodded, with a sly look in his eyes.

When he reached the bathroom door, Thomas said seriously, "It may take me a long time, so you go back first. If there are new dishes later, please put them on the table for me."

The waitress was stunned. It was the first time she saw a guest make such a request.

Generally speaking, they are guides who have to serve the whole process, but when she thought of Thomas's noodles just now: he picked up the bowl and swallowed the noodles and soup in one gulp, without chewing at all, the waitress was relieved.

This is because he was afraid that his time to go to the bathroom would delay other dishes.

"Okay."

The waitress turned around and went back.

After seeing the waitress leave, Thomas first combed his hair in front of the mirror and adjusted his clothes.

'Well, I still look a bit like a Chinese. '

So, a fat man with red hair, blue eyes, and 1.9 meters and 200 kilograms, swaggered around the inner hall and walked towards the elevator entrance from the wall.

Several waitresses noticed him and thought he was a translator brought by a guest. They even smiled at Thomas.

He smiled back calmly.

When he arrived at the elevator, Thomas saw the small operating table used to place dishes.

Now there were only empty bowls on it, the bowls with noodles. Standing here, he could still smell the aroma of noodles.

‘We’ve come to the right place!’

Thomas silently praised his wit, and then pretended to be indifferent and looked at the numbers on the elevator. He found that after the empty bowls were pushed in, they first went to the upper floor, and then the elevator returned to the 19th floor.

‘If I guess correctly, the upper floor is where the dishes are washed, and the 19th floor is where the food is served!’

Thomas continued to press the elevator next to him calmly and walked in.

After all, everyone is very busy now, and this level of banquet is generally unlikely to have any problems. Everyone is a well-known figure, so nothing will happen.

So even though many people saw Thomas entering the elevator, no one thought much about it.

After Thomas arrived at the 19th floor, he just walked out of the elevator and saw several young ladies rushing into the elevator next to him with tray carts and other things.

‘It seems that I have come to the right place. ’

Continuing to walk in, Thomas was still a little curious about this place.

I thought it was a back kitchen, but I didn’t expect it to look more like an office area.

With a little curiosity, Thomas continued to walk in, pushed open the door and came to the office cafeteria. He saw several sets of pure white chef uniforms on the round table in the middle. I don’t know what kind of power drove him to pick up the largest set and put it on himself.

‘Putting on a chef’s uniform before entering someone’s back kitchen is the most basic respect for the host! ’

At least it’s clean, so that the dust on his body won’t affect the host’s mood!

Thomas thought so.

And he also put on a white top hat.

After pushing open the door and walking into the kitchen, the imagined busy scene did not appear. Instead, a group of people were gathered around a pot and they were not sure what they were doing. Thomas only discovered it after he walked a few steps closer.

‘Fuck! I can’t even eat Lanzhou ramen, but they have a big bowl for each person? ’

‘There are beef slices on top? ’

At this moment, Thomas truly experienced what it meant to have a broken heart!

However, before he had time to feel sad, someone stuffed a bowl into his hand, “You haven’t eaten yet? Hurry up and finish eating and get to work! The next dish is about to start!”

The other party was speaking in Chinese, and Thomas could only understand a general idea through the simultaneous interpreter in his ears.

He nodded numbly, looking at the bowl in his hand in disbelief.

The noodles were almost twice as much as what he had in the banquet hall!

The soup was a big bowl full of it!

There were also a few thinly sliced ​​beef slices on the surface of the noodles. These things combined together seemed to exude a stronger fragrance than when he had just eaten noodles.

‘Eat first and talk later! ’

Thomas felt a little awkward holding the chopsticks stuck in the bowl, so he just used the chopsticks to pick up the noodles, holding the big bowl and looking up to slurp the noodles and soup into his mouth.

The rich aroma of beef, the hot beef soup, the slightly yellow noodles with the aroma of wheat, and the chewy beef slices.

All of this combined to form an unprecedented explosion of deliciousness in the mouth!

Thomas' taste buds seemed to be completely teased.

‘It’s so cool! ’

With a height of 1.9 meters and 200 kilograms, the originally large bowl in his hand was like a small teacup.

‘I just don’t know if I can have another bowl? ’

With this idea, Thomas put the bowl where others had put it, and then tried to get closer to the pot to take a look, but before he went over, he heard a burst of noise in the kitchen.

“Ready, ready! Next dish!”

In the noise, Thomas did not see how busy everyone was, but instead saw a large group of people surrounding a young man in a suit.

He knew this person. He was the one who had just appeared in the banquet hall. He seemed to be the boss of this company and the chef of this banquet.

‘Why is he wearing a suit? ’

Thomas didn’t think much about it. He followed everyone and gathered around Su Chen. The interesting thing was that even so, no one noticed anything wrong.

Some of the little helpers even moved their feet to make room for Thomas.

Thomas looked over the crowd and looked at the middle. He saw Su Chen using an iron hook to take out all the chickens in the pot and put them into a pot of clear water next to him. Then he started to heat the oil.

After boiling the oil over medium heat, he poured it into the small plates on the table one by one.

The plate contained a mixture of some seasonings. Looking closely, there were not many types, just green onions, ginger and salt.

The chickens soaked in cold water were taken out by Su Chen again. In another pot, there looked like cooked peanut oil. He dipped a brush in the oil and brushed a layer of oil on the surface of each chicken.

The chicken, which was originally yellow on the skin, immediately became shiny and oily, and it looked appetizing.

Next, Su Chen picked up a kitchen knife and skillfully cut off the whole leg of each chicken, and then cut the chicken leg into strips about one centimeter wide with a few bangs.

Two pieces of chicken leg meat were placed on each of the small plates lined up, and a small dipping saucer filled with hot oil was placed next to the small plate.

"Serve!"

Thomas couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Is this the end?

He even felt that he didn't see Su Chen's cooking process. He just boiled a chicken in water, cut it, and made a small dipping saucer for seasoning?

As the cart sent out more than 20 plates, Thomas followed the waiter and left to go upstairs to taste the original-looking chicken.

He was really curious.

Because when I looked at the soup of the chicken just now, I felt that the soup was very light. Obviously, no seasoning was added. Could the chicken made in this way be delicious?

Thomas turned around and prepared to leave, but was suddenly grabbed by a chubby boy.

"What are you doing? Eat quickly, and get ready to work after you finish eating!"

The fat boy stuffed a bowl into Thomas's hand. In the bowl was a mixed sauce, and a chicken wing was thrown on top.

'No. What's wrong with them? '

Thomas felt a little confused. Did they recognize him, so they took the initiative to stuff him with food?

He didn't understand, but looking at the bowl in his hand, he had to say that the amount was obviously much more than the amount sent to him.

'No wonder they didn't give us more food. So they wanted to eat too? '

Thomas was a little confused. His appetite eventually defeated his reason. He was too lazy to use the tableware. He took the chicken wing with his hand, wrapped it with a full sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Huh?

The most obvious thing when you take a bite is the sauce at the bottom of the bowl. There is nothing to say about it. After all, this thing is used to enhance the flavor. The taste is also very simple, with a little freshness of onion and ginger.

But

When Thomas tried to use his tongue and mouth to pull out the chicken wing bones, leaving only the skin and meat in his mouth, he just chewed it slightly, and his face was full of surprise.

This skin? It has a crispy texture?

This meat? It is soft and tender, and tastes fresh?

Let’s just say that, as Thomas from the Far North, he has lived for more than 40 years, and his taste buds have never experienced such smooth chicken.

What’s even more outrageous is that at this moment, Thomas actually has an idea in his mind that he himself can hardly accept: So, chicken tastes like this?

Then what did I eat before?

Fried chicken? Roasted chicken? So what on earth are they?

This is fucking chicken!!!

After eating a chicken wing in two bites, Thomas looked at the people in front of him sharing the remaining chickens, and there were still many left. He instinctively reached the bowl in his hand into the crowd.

Sure enough!

The chubby boy threw a piece of chicken breast directly into his bowl.

‘This is good, the meat is big! ’

Thomas pinched the chicken breast with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

The meat chunks he chewed, the crispy and fragrant chicken skin, the soft and fragrant chicken meat, unlike the chicken wings just now, the chicken breast actually had full gravy flowing out with every chew. If Thomas hadn't known that he was eating chicken, he would really have thought it was 5A Wagyu beef!

'Then it might be 5A Wagyu chicken! '

No matter what, Thomas felt that it would be good even if he didn't go up there, at least he could eat more in the back kitchen than up there.

He finished a piece of chicken breast in two bites.

Thomas wanted to reach in with his bowl, but unfortunately he saw that the chicken that had just been cooked had been divided up, and there was no meat left.

However, Thomas noticed that it seemed that these chefs only ate meat, so why didn't they eat the separated bones?

There was still shredded meat on it.

He walked to the operating table on the other side, picked up the discarded bones, dipped them in the sauce in the bowl, and started to chew them, while not forgetting to listen carefully to the translation coming from his ears.

After Liu Abao ate two pieces of chicken, he patted his belly happily, "What did I say? I told you that our boss is amazing at controlling the water temperature! Do you believe it now?"

Abao is a good person.

Everyone scrambled for the dishes at the beginning. Some introverted kitchen assistants could not eat a few bites at all. Later, he started to help. Anyway, he stuffed something into someone's bowl when he saw that it was empty.

Just now, he stuffed two pieces of chicken into a little kitchen assistant. After all, we are all family members. If we don't eat today, when will we eat?

Get on good terms with the little brothers. When you want to be lazy in the future, you can just ask someone to come to the second floor to help you. Isn't it just sprinkling water?

It's just that it's too busy. No one has time to take a good look at each other. Anyway, they are either busy helping to cook or busy showing off their dishes. There is no time to be idle at all.

"I've seen it, I've really seen it. Brother Abao, do you know how Boss Su can control it so delicately?" A kitchen helper came over and asked with a gleam in his eyes.

Abao smacked his lips, "To be honest, I've worked at Delicious for a long time, but I haven't learned the boss's craft. I don't know how the boss did it. I can only say that it's not difficult for those who know, but it's difficult for those who don't."

Everyone who heard this was a little regretful.

But Liu Abao spoke again, "When I was in Beijing with Boss Su, I made a dish in Cuihualou."

Cui Yu rolled his eyes at him.

Luckily Wang Peixin wasn't here, otherwise if the old things were brought up again, they would probably fight.

"Sautéed chicken cubes with sauce! At that time, Boss Su amazed the entire Cuihualou kitchen with his low-temperature blanching without cooking wine!"

Wow~~

The little kitchen helpers immediately became interested.

Cuihualou, that's a time-honored Beijing restaurant with a Michelin star. From what Brother Abao said, it means he's going to challenge the restaurant!

It's not like there are no such things in the chef world, but it's all about one's own reputation. If it works, it's equivalent to making an enemy with someone, and if it doesn't work, one's reputation is ruined, so most of the chefs who can do such things are unruly.

"Is there such a thing? Brother Abao, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"Yes, Brother Abao, why did you go to the back kitchen of Rencuihua Building to cook? Will Manager Wang agree?"

"That's right, Brother Abao, you're not bragging, are you?"

"By the way, what does low-temperature blanching mean? Isn't blanching just putting the meat in cold water and adding cooking wine to skim off the foam?"

Amid the curious questions of a group of people, Abao's vanity was greatly satisfied. Just looking at him pouting his lips and putting his hands on his waist, his expression was like Wang Yousheng in the Bright Sword.

Abao was about to speak and pretend to be cool.

A very inappropriate voice appeared.

"So? In the Chinese chef world, there is also a martial arts competition?"

The group of people were waiting for A Bao to tell a story with great expectation, but they were all stunned by this voice.

It's not that this question is difficult to answer.

It's that

This sentence is not in Chinese!!! (End of this chapter)