I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

Zhao Chong looked at his mother's anxious appearance, and immediately explained: "Return! It's not temporary, it's nothing, you open a restaurant, I can also help you, and you see the people in our village, all like wolves and tigers."

"That's right, since I ate your cooking, I feel like the whole village is obsessed. Zhao Chong's mother nodded, "But the restaurant you mentioned, I have to sum it up with your father."

"After that, of course, I'm just saying, it's not up to you two adults to do it or not. Zhao Chong smiled.

The restaurant or something is completely Zhao Chong's head is hot, even if he returns to the city one day, with his father's craftsmanship, he can also run it, after all, his own signboard is out.

Especially these two banquets, so that the surrounding ten miles and eight towns almost all know Zhao Chong's cooking skills, every three or five people from other villages ask people to come to Zhao Chong's house to walk around, first build a good relationship, and when the banquet is burned in the future, please Zhao Chong out of the mountain.

"Okay, I'll talk to your dad. Zhao Chong's mother looked at her son with a smile, "When the time comes to plant wheat, there will be no work, and opening a small restaurant is just a good time to move." "

I can't make any money by opening a restaurant in the village, and some people have opened a small restaurant in the village before, but after a few months, they became yellow.

In the countryside and villages, how many people are willing to go to a restaurant

to eat? They all have vegetable gardens at home, and when they want to eat vegetables, they can pick some and cook them at home.

In the past few days, Zhao Chong has been studying his own soy sauce, and after a few days of fermentation, he can smell the fragrance of soy sauce, and I believe that it will not take a few days for soy sauce to be made.

According to the normal process of brewing soy sauce, it would take a month or even longer, but after Zhao Chong passed the secret recipe, the time was greatly shortened.

"Zhao Chong, help me light the fire later!" Zhao Chong's mother walked out with a basin.

"What is this for? Steamed steamed buns?" Zhao Chong hurriedly stepped forward to take the basin in his mother's hand, "Aren't there still steamed buns at home?" "What kind of steamed buns

to eat, your father said that he wanted to change the taste, and he wanted to eat the cakes I baked." Zhao Chong's mother said, "When your father said this, I want to eat it too."

After Zhao Chong heard this, he suddenly thought of the days when he ate pancakes when he was a child.

At that time, the happiest thing was waiting for my mother to make a single cake, which was soft and firm, and full of rich wheat aroma.

But later, because I went to college, I didn't spend much time at home, and I rarely ate the single bread baked by my mother.

Although there are some outside, they are all machine-processed, and there is less of a handmade taste.

"I'll try it today!" Zhao Chong said as he looked at his mother.

"Do you kid?" Zhao Chong's mother teased, "In the past, when you were a child, you asked you to help me make cakes, and every time you just got out of the pot, you took it and ran away." "

At that time, I was young and ignorant!" Zhao Chong explained with a smile.

Soon, Zhao Chong walked into the back room with a basin, added some warm water, and then sprinkled some salt to start mixing noodles.

Baked single cake is a traditional delicacy in the village of Zhao Chong's family, almost every family will burn, just out of the pot single cake put eggs, sprinkle with a little salt, put some sesame seeds, and then roll up, the taste is not too beautiful.

However, the most important thing is to make a single cake and the dough, knead the dough several times to make the whole dough smooth and delicate, and it will not be broken if you pull it hard, so that the single cake will be firm and chewy.

Zhao Chong threw the dough on the panel a few times, and then began to knead it.

Kneading, kneading, pressing, squeezing, for about ten minutes, Zhao Chong kneaded the dough, then divided it into a fist-sized one, put it back in the basin, and then covered it with plastic film and let it stand for a while.

This step is called resting, and you can start doing it after this step is over.

......

While Zhao Chong was baking cakes at home with his mother, a black Mercedes-Benz stopped outside their door.

Liu Jingjing walked out of the car wearing high heels, black stockings, a small skirt with a professional style, and a white printed shirt on her upper body.

Behind him was a man dressed in a chef's suit, huge in size, looking at his surroundings with disgust.

Liu Jingjing's purpose for coming here is very simple, that is, she wants to invite Zhao Chong to work in their hotel.

Since the last wedding of her best friend, Liu Jingjing has been obsessed with the food made by Zhao Chong and has been reminiscing for several days.

After returning home, Liu Jingjing found her father and told her what she had seen and heard.

But her father didn't believe that a person who cooked a big banquet in the countryside could have such good cooking skills, and decisively rejected Liu Jingjing's proposal to recruit Zhao Chong.

But Liu Jingjing would repeat it every day, and finally Liu Jingjing's father had to agree to let Zhao Chong give it a try.

But Liu Jingjing also let the head chef of the hotel follow, wanting to test the strength of Zhao Chong.

"Master Liu, this is it!" Liu Jingjing turned back to a middle-aged fat man and said.

"Hey, the roads in this village are hard enough, they are all dirt roads. Master Liu complained dissatisfiedly.

"That's it for country roads, just get used to Xi. Liu Jingjing explained with a smile, "I didn't Xi it the first time I came, just get used to Xi it."

"Xi something. Take me to meet someone! I can't think of any chef in this place. Master Liu waved his hand and urged, "What is the chef doing in the village?"

Chef Liu didn't have any hope for Zhao Chong at all, thinking that Liu Jingjing was entrusted by someone.

"Okay, Master Liu, wait a minute. "Liu Jingjing knows Master Liu's temper, this is the chef in their hotel.

Half of the hotel's prosperity in the city is due to Master Liu, so on weekdays in the hotel, even Liu Jingjing's father is polite when he sees Master Liu.

Liu Jingjing stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, Zhao Chong's mother's voice came out from inside.

"Auntie, I'm Liu Jingjing, I'm here to find Master Xiao Zhao. Liu Jingjing introduced herself outside the door.

"Liu Jingjing, is Xiao Chong's classmate?" Zhao Chong's mother opened the door and was stunned when she saw Liu Jingjing wearing black silk.

"No, I am best friends with the daughter-in-law of the old Zhao family, and I saw Master Xiao Zhao at Zhao Feng's wedding, so I came to visit. Liu Jingjing said with a smile.

"Then you are here this time?" Zhao Chong's mother asked curiously as she looked at Liu Jingjing.

"I'm here to discuss something with Master Zhao.

Liu Jingjing looked back at Master Liu, "This is Master Liu from our hotel!" "Master Liu?" When Liu Jingjing turned to look

at Master Liu, she suddenly saw that the other party was standing still, her eyes closed, and she looked intoxicated.