Naruto: Big Foodie

?And Yang Ming doesn't seem to plan to teach Wang Xiaoming how to cook right now. He mainly instructs him to make snacks when he is at the stall. Wang Xiaoming's understanding is very good. Sample.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but be curious. He asked Yang Ming, "What are you teaching Brother Sheng to cook?"

"Chicken and sea cucumber."

Wang Xiaoming said: "It sounds very advanced."

Yang Ming said lightly: "It's normal."

Wang Xiaoming carefully looked at the expression on Yang Ming's face, and after a while, he said, "Have you ever thought that your family's conditions should be very good."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Why do you see it?"

"You probably think shark's fin and bird's nest are very common things, right?"

Yang Ming said: "I must be a chef. Shark's fin and bird's nest is an ingredient for me. In the eyes of a chef, any ingredient is edible, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Wang Xiaoming laughed, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth: "I want to be a good cook like you too."

Yang Ming glanced at him: "Of course I can."

Wang Xiaoming heard what he said so lightly, and felt that as long as he relied on his own efforts, nothing could be achieved.

Yang Ming intends to make claypot rice, not just talking about it. After getting the first tuition fee paid by Luo Junsheng, he took Wang Xiaoming across the sea to purchase equipment. He carefully selected them. It doesn't matter if the price is expensive. The important thing is that the materials are good.

Wang Xiaoming found that probably every chef has a paranoid for perfection of tools, containers and ingredients. It can be seen from Yang Ming's attitude in choosing casserole. Every casserole must be touched by hand to ensure that the inner layer of glaze is uniform and smooth.

After buying the pot stove, Yang Ming went to buy silk seedling rice again. This afternoon, they spent a lot of time purchasing, and it was not until it was getting dark that they had everything set up and returned to the island.

Wang Xiaoming wondered if he could set up a stall to do business in the evening. Those oysters have not been processed yet. I don’t know if they will go bad tomorrow. There are still guests.

As soon as they arrived at the pier, they heard an acquaintance say: "Xiao Ming, you are still here, many people are waiting to eat oysters at your house."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "Go shopping. I'll be there in a while." Then he took the things off the ferry, loaded them on a tricycle, and took them home. There were a lot of things, so I bought two of the clay pots and pulled them for two. The car just finished pulling, and I was busy with this, and I rushed to set up a stall to sell oysters. Other things may not be sold, but oysters are fresh goods and must be disposed of as soon as possible.

When Wang Xiaoming's tricycle appeared on the street, the diners who were eating were all relieved: "The boss is finally here, and he thought he was going to make a special trip to fail. Let's walk and go to his house for barbecue."

Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming swiftly opened the stall, and before the fire started on this side, the guests on the other side automatically took up the seats, and the seats were quickly filled.

Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming divided the labor and cooperated, one made the fire and the other adjusted the ingredients. Until the fire started, Wang Xiaoming took the time to order food from table to table. While memorizing the menu, he listened to the complaints of the guests, and kept smiling and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have enough staff, so I can't be busy. We went to buy casserole in the afternoon, and we are going to sell claypot rice tomorrow, Master Yang Ming. Cook with your own hands, and if you have time, please come and join us tomorrow."

"Is there claypot rice tomorrow?" The person at the next table perked up listening to the conversation between Wang Xiaoming and the guests.

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Yes, I'll go to work on that today. All the casserole and rice were picked by Master Yang Ming. They are definitely the best. Whether they taste good or not, everyone will know if they taste it tomorrow."

"Then I will definitely come to eat tomorrow."

"Boss, you are tempting people again. I originally planned to eat your barbecue today and go back tomorrow morning. Do I have to stay for another half day?"

"Master Yang Ming's product is absolutely trustworthy. With such a good opportunity, you must try it first."

Wang Xiaoming's food stall has become famous by word of mouth. Many people come here to eat barbecue and oysters. Now people's living conditions are better. Where there is delicious food, those gluttons can smell it from a distance of 108,000 miles. Of course, this is also thanks to the convenient information age. There are many people from the county and city who come to their stall to eat barbecue, because they are considered a tourist attraction, and they can have fun while they come to eat delicious food, so why not do it.

As soon as the news that Wang's stall was going to launch claypot rice spread, many fans of Yujia's delicious food knew about it, and many people planned to make a special trip to eat their first claypot rice. Even Wang Xiaoming didn't know this.

After the day's work, Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming went back and started to work. They were busy washing the casserole. They bought dozens of pots and had to wash them all. When brushing the pot, Wang Xiaoming thought that brushing the pot would be a big project in the future. There are dozens of mouthfuls. This casserole is different from ordinary bowls. My own boss, who hired a helper, is about to become a dishwasher. Is there anything more difficult than this? When will I be able to afford a dishwasher?

If I can really open a restaurant like Yang Ming said in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~, I can hire a dishwasher at that time. Wang Xiaoming is dreaming while cleaning the pot.

The next day, Yang Ming did not teach Luo Junsheng a lesson, and let Luo Junsheng practice by himself. He is a teacher with expensive tuition, high craftsmanship, and a great temper. He is not easy to serve. He said that he would not have class today, and Luo Junsheng did not dare to say anything. Originally, cooking is different from reading. The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual. Only in this way, the learning progress will be slowed down. Yang Ming is not in a hurry, anyway, it is Luo Junsheng who should be worried.

Luo Junsheng is not a particularly talented chef. He can only get two or three points of authenticity for the things he makes. He feels that it will not be worth it if you learn it, but if you don't learn it, it will not be worth it. If you don't improve your cooking skills, you won't be able to attract customers. What is even more depressing is that the newly learned dishes are launched, and few people order them. The reason is that the price is too expensive. Small restaurants sell dishes from five-star hotels. How many will eat them?

Luo Junsheng learned two difficult dishes, and finally found that he had entered a misunderstanding, so he considered whether to cook with Yang Ming. While he was hesitating, Wang Xiaoming's claypot rice had already become a hit.

Yang Ming is definitely a genius in culinary skills. A skilled chef is not only able to make a full-fledged dinner, but more importantly, he can cook the most common home-cooked meals with a fragrant taste, which is unforgettable.