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Chapter 92 Fighting

Qiao Yun sat for a while and chatted with Manager Ding for a while, and then the two buyers returned to the backyard of the restaurant with their baskets.

"Shopkeeper, we've got the meat!" As soon as they entered the door, the two young men shouted happily.

Manager Ding stood up and smiled very sincerely: "Hey, I'm going to trouble you next!"

Qiao Yun followed a few people to the kitchen, and Chef Bao handed over a new apron. When Qiao Yun saw it, it was made of pink linen, one size too small, and it fit her perfectly.

Chef Bao also smiled and said: "We thought that when you come here to cook a lot in the future, it wouldn't be a problem for you to always wear our apron, so we made a plan and asked my wife to make one for you. This

Secondly, if you are asked to cook so many dishes, you can rest assured and you can send out the help of the guys in the kitchen!"

"You guys are so thoughtful!" Qiao Yun was very happy. While tying her apron, she said cheerfully: "Then you're welcome if I ask someone to come over! Who can help me grind some rice flour first? Don't want too much, just like this

Just a plate." Qiao Yun handed over a shallow porcelain plate, and soon a boy volunteered to come forward and take the plate to grind rice noodles.

Qiao Yun warned: "Don't grind it too finely! This is to wrap the outside of the ribs. If you grind it too finely, it will lose the texture."

"Got it!"

While the man was grinding rice noodles, Qiao Yun began to prepare other dishes. While working on her hands, she was still verbally imparting the essentials. The spacious kitchen was filled with oil smoke, revealing a thick smell of fireworks, and the sunlight came from

The light from the window shines on everyone's face, plating the smiles on their faces with a golden brilliance.

"To prepare the sweet and sour sauce, remember my 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, one spoon of rice wine, two spoons of soy sauce, three spoons of sugar, four spoons of vinegar, and five spoons of water. If it is a dish like sweet and sour pork ribs that needs to be stewed, use the soy sauce.

Just use cooked soy sauce. If it’s just for pouring sauce, change to light-colored raw soy sauce.”

"This grilled pork ribs originally requires grinding fennel into powder and salt, then marinating it for three hours in advance! It's just that I don't have time right now, so I'll put it here first and wait for the other dishes to be finished before grilling it. You give it to me

Cover it with a layer of oil paper and watch it carefully to see if it smells good!"

"Pork roasted with rice wine must be tied with strings, with the skin facing down, so that the meat will not loosen easily. Don't add water, just fill up the rice wine! When boiling, put a handful of stone honey, so that the color of the meat will be stewed

It’s so beautiful!”

"Don't overcook the pork with garlic paste and white meat, just nine minutes is enough. After you take it out, it will cover itself to nine and a half minutes. This way it won't get old after it's cooled!"

Chef Bao and several assistant cooks who usually had access to the pot were all gathered around Qiao Yun at this moment, using their eyes and ears attentively, wishing they could immediately put a chisel in their own minds about what she said.

Qiao Yun was busy, waving the spatula with a skillful movement. From time to time, she would dip a little of the sauce she picked out with her chopsticks and give it to Chef Bao to taste. She almost always got a look of approval from him. Of course, there were a few exceptions.

Some dishes will be adjusted to suit local tastes based on Chef Bao's experience.

She has done almost all the errands in the kitchen.

"It's almost ready here!" Qiao Yun put the ribs wrapped in seasoned rice noodles into the steamer, rolled up her sleeves, and said, "The ribs are also marinated. Who can help me bring them over?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a plate was immediately handed to him, accompanied by a young male voice: "Here."

"Oh, thank you." The speed was so fast that Qiao Yun couldn't help but glance at the man.

Unexpectedly, the man was also looking at him, with a somewhat probing look. When he saw Qiao Yun's eyes, he quickly lowered his head, looking taciturn.

Qiao Yun felt a little uneasy for no reason. She felt like she had seen this young man somewhere before, but she couldn't remember.

But she couldn't allow her to think about it for a long time. A quick boy had already lit up the charcoal stove and pulled her to the charcoal stove to watch her grill the ribs.

Qiao Yun had no choice but to temporarily suppress her doubts and put the ribs on the grill one by one with a smile.

"There's not much to say about roasting the ribs, just stir and stir frequently. The most important thing is to brush a layer of honey water for good coloring! When the ribs are roasted, they will be a little sweet, which can also better bring out the aroma of fennel.

There aren’t many restaurants here that use Parthian fennel for barbecue, right?”

Parthian fennel is not fennel, it is cumin. It is believed that it would have spread from the Western Regions to the Central Plains much later, but Qiao Yun didn't know why this thing appeared on the spice rack of Ding Shi Ji.

But when I think of the landlady who once traveled all over the world, nothing seems strange.

Sure enough, Chef Bao gave a definite answer.

"That's not true! People here mostly sprinkle some salt on barbecue and eat it with garlic sauce. Larger restaurants will use pepper, but like ours, which seasoned fennel and pepper together, we still have our own portion.

"

When Manager Ding heard this, he couldn't help but interjected triumphantly: "This is a private supply channel established by the boss! She now maintains twenty-five or six caravans, specializing in transporting condiments all over the world!"

Okay.

Qiao Yun flipped the ribs, brushed the ribs with honey water, and intoxicatedly felt the peculiar fragrance that cumin would burst out in the blazing heat, while secretly complaining in her heart.

Even if the proprietress doesn't open a restaurant, it would be good to set up a logistics company.

When will she be able to do this in her business?

As the grilled pork ribs came out, more than a dozen dishes that could almost be called a "whole pig feast" were put on the table. Ding Shi Ji used two square tables to form a long table in the courtyard, and then reluctantly placed those

Plates should not be stacked on two levels.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were no customers in front of him, Manager Ding quickly called back the tea doctors in front of him and let them have a taste of today's feast.

The dishes on the table were steaming hot, and the meaty aroma was everywhere, making people's intestines scream. The little guys were all swallowing hard.

Although Ding Shi Ji pays enough wages and even provides accommodation, who doesn’t have a family to support? These long-term workers usually have to wait for several days before they can afford to give their families a meal. They can only go there if they are greedy.

Spend a few pennies in a wine shop and order a pig's semen.

When had they ever seen such a scene? It was not a New Year or a holiday, but there was such a large table of meat dishes in the restaurant for them to taste at will!

However, despite their eagerness, everyone was very restrained, and no one moved their chopsticks before Steward Ding could speak.

"Why are you standing there? Eat!" Steward Ding clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

This sound made everyone rush to stretch out their chopsticks to grab the meat on the plate, as if they had received some military order.

"Good guy, these loaf buns can make your tongue taste fresh!"

"The sweet and sour pork ribs are good, but a bit sweet. I think women and children will like them."

"Hey, who are you? There's not enough barbecue ribs for each person to share. Why did you take two of them? Give me a bite!"

Seeing that the dishes you cook are so popular will make anyone feel very satisfied, and Qiao Yun is no exception.

She was happily watching the group of people grabbing the food on the table when shopkeeper Ding pulled her and pointed to the side room. Qiao Yun understood and followed manager Ding to settle the accounts as usual.

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