Chapter 144 Hot
The atmosphere between Jiang Weiguo and Sun Guanyun was subtle and full of gunpowder.
With a smile on his face, Jiang Weiming sat firmly on Diaoyutai among the melon-eating crowd.
Jiang Feng looked confused, he would soon become a fish in a pond of disaster.
"Have you thought about it?" Sun Guanyun said solemnly.
"I've thought about it." Jiang Feng said with a serious face, "The shrimps are also washed."
Sun Guanyun nodded: "You start matching."
Jiang Feng had been thinking about these three sauces at two or three in the morning last night.
In his opinion, sauces have four main flavors: sweet, salty, sour and spicy. Among them, sourness is special and can be paired with salty or spicy. Most sauces for boiled chicken and boiled shrimps will add some vinegar.
Vinegar is an appetizer and can increase people's appetite. It is one of the simplest seasoning methods, so the three sauces Jiang Feng chose all contain more or less vinegar.
After trying so many complicated sauces in his mind, the three sauces Jiang Feng finally chose were surprisingly simple.
Salty, spicy and a bit sour, sour and salty.
The prawns themselves are slightly sweet, and adding a sweet sauce would put the cart before the horse.
The sauce is meant to bring out the real flavor of the shrimp, not mask it.
Jiang Feng finished mixing the sauce under the watchful eyes of the three old men. You're a little nervous, mainly because the old man's gaze is so oppressive, especially Jiang Weiguo's eyes, which are basically the same as your class teacher who always followed you from the back door in high school.
"Okay." Jiang Feng tried to see something from Jiang Weiguo's face.
Nothing came out.
"Have the signs been put up?" Jiang Weiguo asked.
"Put it away." As soon as Jiang Feng finished speaking, Ji Yue shouted from outside.
"Jiang Feng, the tasting guests are here. Are you feeling well?"
The healthy stir-fry restaurant does not serve breakfast. The three girls in the store are probably from the same dormitory. They just finished breakfast at the ramen restaurant opposite and saw the sign. Yesterday, I didn't see the sign at the door. It was my first time to participate in a trial at a restaurant next to the school. Eating is a bit cramped.
"What does the sign outside mean by customization?" the girl with short black hair asked.
"Do I have to give my opinion when trying the food?" the girl with short and yellow hair asked.
"You guys tell me your tastes, what you like and what you don't like. I'll prepare the sauce for you." Jiang Feng said, holding a sticky note and starting to take notes.
"Well, no ginger and garlic, no coriander, not too salty, not too spicy, not too sweet and not too sour." said the girl with short yellow hair.
Jiang Feng: "..."
"The taste is stronger, no sesame oil, a little spicy, not too salty." said the only Rapunzel.
"I'm not picky about food, just don't make it too spicy." said the girl with short black hair.
He tore off the post-it note. He had to cook the shrimp before they were in the pot. Jiang Feng reminded Ji Yue that someone was coming and took note of it for him before entering the kitchen.
Jiang Feng is a skilled worker who uses toothpicks to remove shrimp threads. He can remove the shrimp lines very cleanly without twisting the heads and pulling out the tails.
Shrimp thread is the digestive tract of shrimp, which will affect the taste of shrimp, especially when boiled. Putting more than twenty shrimps into the pot together, Jiang Feng began to judge the dipping sauce based on the tastes of the three of them.
The three dipping sauces all added more or less garlic. The girl with short yellow hair said the most, but the second half was of no value. Jiang Feng thought about it and chose the third and most traditional sour sauce with a little garlic for her. Salty, the girl with long hair is naturally given the second type of spicy and sour taste, and the last girl is also the third type.
Two minutes later, the shrimp in the pot had turned red, the heat was just right, and the meat was fresh and tender. Turn off the heat and use the colander to take the shrimp out of the pot. The chopsticks picked up three shrimps and put them on a plate. Four plates were placed on a tray. Jiang Feng took it with both hands and went out.
After the three girls finished eating, they all agreed very much.
“It’s okay, it’s delicious.”
“Delicious.”
“Not bad.”
The short-haired girl said she didn't want to eat onions, ginger, and garlic. Even though there was garlic in the dipping dish, she didn't feel dissatisfied.
"Is there anything you're dissatisfied with?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It's just a bit garlicky, but it doesn't taste too strong. I can't eat it anyway. It's okay. It's a little salty." said the girl with short yellow hair.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with it. I think it's pretty good. Would it smell better if I added some sesame oil?" The girl with short black hair was a little confused.
"It's pretty good. It would be better if it were spicier." The long-haired woman said.
"Is it gone?" The three of them said in unison.
Jiang Feng nodded: "No more."
The three of them left together and couldn't help but start discussing.
"Hey, speaking of which, I didn't even eat shrimp during the Chinese New Year."
"Yeah, I want to eat shrimp too. Does their store sell them at noon?"
"It shouldn't be sold. Didn't you see the sign at the door says it's a trial? It's definitely not for sale. We have to wait until the trial is over before selling it."
"Hey, I guess I won't want to eat it in two days."
"The cafeteria sells shrimp, but it tastes a bit unpalatable and not too fresh. If you want to eat it at lunch, go to the cafeteria."
"The cafeteria is too..."
Jiang Feng was putting away the dishes and wiping the table when he heard Ji Yue, who was holding a digital tablet, suddenly say something.
"Why do I think you gave the two short-haired girls the same sauce?"
Jiang Feng was shocked. The two girls who were eating didn't notice it, but Ji Yue, who was painting nearby, did.
"Did you see it?"
"I can smell it. I'm good at dealing with food in your store every day." Ji Yue focused on the digital tablet without raising her head. "What tricks are you doing today? Since they are all the same, you And asked them what they tasted.”
"Just treat it as a test question, but don't tell the guests!" Jiang Feng reminded.
"Oh."
……
The tasting event lasted until 10:30, and people started to come for lunch after 10:30. The flow of people this morning was not as high as yesterday afternoon. There were too few students who could get up and have breakfast outside without classes early in the morning. There were about thirty people who came to taste the food, and the feedback was similar to yesterday afternoon.
The reviews were all positive, and the most amazing thing is that the comments were almost the same as yesterday afternoon.
It's nothing more than a little salty, not spicy enough, just add more vinegar. These three categories.
Jiang Weiguo was in a good mood and helped cook a lot of vegetables at noon. Jiang Weiming and Sun Guanyun became interested when they saw Jiang Weiguo doing it. They were itchy and took Jiang Feng's work away, so they rushed him forward to help pass the dishes and clean the table. Jiang Weiming, the oldest, took a break after cooking two dishes. On the contrary, Sun Guanyun regained the feeling of being a chef at Jubaolou and worked with Jiang Weiguo from beginning to end.
The students who heard about it from outside were going crazy, especially those from Guangdong Province. They almost cried with joy when they heard that they could order Cantonese food. Eating a piece of stir-fried beef river is like eating a Manchu-Han banquet.
Before we even arrived at the hotel, it was only half past eleven, and the group of students who had finished class at twelve had not yet started to occupy the major canteens and restaurants. The healthy cooking restaurant was already packed with guests.
Six people sit at a table for four, and it doesn't matter that they can eat together even if they don't know each other. You can eat standing in the store, you can eat standing outside the store, and you can even eat standing in front of the braised vegetable restaurant next door. The food will be a bit cold and not the best if you take it home. Many people would rather stand on the side of the road with their plates and eat it than take it away to eat in the dormitory later.
What Ji Yue yelled has turned into: "Students, please eat faster. Those who are eating rice bowls should stop eating standing up and give up their seats to those who are ordering!"
"Hey, make way, make way. The student squatting here makes way and let me bring the dishes over."
"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to clean the table. Could you please trouble me? Oh, okay, thank you!"
Jiang Feng even suspected that if the kitchen didn't have enough dishes, there wouldn't be enough plates for lunch today.
"Jiang Feng, what are you doing here? Didn't you see that the table in front of you has finished eating? Go and clear the table!"
"Hey!" Jiang Feng walked over with a rag, "Give me a little, give me a little, be careful of the vegetables spilled, empty plate, do you see the table by the window? Put it there!"
The takeout orders in the WeChat mini program were almost overflowing. Liu Zixuan and Wang Hao were originally asking for takeout today, but Jiang Feng called them at short notice to deliver takeout. Liu Zixuan had no classes in the morning and was originally staying at the dormitory, Happy Fat House. When he came there, he was shocked to see so many people in the store.
"Brother Feng, what day is it today? Is there an event? Is it 50% off?" Liu Zixuan felt that only the train station during the Spring Festival could rival it.
"My grandfather, my third grandfather, and the former chef of Jubaolou are all in the back kitchen," Jiang Feng said.
"That Treasure House in FJ?" Liu Zixuan lost his voice. He also had seen the world.
Jiang Feng nodded.
"Awesome, awesome, wait for me to eat at noon!" Liu Zixuan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he went to deliver the takeout without saying much.
"Jiang Feng, what are you doing standing still? The table by the window has finished eating. Go and clear the table!" Commander-in-Chief Ji Yue started giving orders again, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Aunt Wang, can we add more seats on the second floor?" ”
The crowding of the healthy stir-fry restaurant ends with the generosity of the owners of the braised vegetable restaurant next door, Shaxian snacks and the ramen restaurant opposite.
There are just so many customers. The healthy stir-fry restaurant has a booming business, while the business of other restaurants is relatively deserted.
We all have a good relationship on weekdays, and business genius Comrade Wang Xiulian has successively negotiated great projects such as cooperating with braised vegetables to sell braised vegetables, Shaxian Snacks to sell crock pot soup, and cooperation with the opposite ramen restaurant to sell soy sauce beef. When business at their own stores was slow, the owners of the three stores graciously gave up their idle tables and chairs, allowing students from University A who had no seats to come in with meals from the healthy stir-fry restaurant.
The crowding in the store was over, but Jiang Feng's heart was still hanging on.
Because the ordinary-looking boy in front of me has already eaten three plates of stir-fried beef, three big plates!
Currently eating the 4th plate.
"Zhang Zhiyun, are you okay?" The roommates who came with him were a little frightened.
"It's okay, I'm fine." Zhang Zhiyun said, "This dry-fried beef river is really delicious. It tastes like this at home, and feels like this. My grandma used to make it for me. Oh, that's it. This taste.”
As he talked, Zhang Zhiyun burst into tears while eating fried beef.
"It turns out that when my grandma was still alive, it tasted like this. I haven't tasted it for many years, and it tasted like this." Zhang Zhiyun sobbed again and again, while picking up the plate and putting it into his mouth to dry stir-fry beef river.
Big tears fell from his eyes onto the table.
After finishing the fourth plate, Zhang Zhiyun had no need to eat anymore. He wiped his tears while paying the bill and asked: "Classmate, will your store sell this in the future?"
"Maybe only at noon today." Jiang Feng said.
"Then pack one." Zhang Zhiyun took out his mobile phone again and scanned the QR code to pay.
"You are crazy, you want to die!" His classmate stopped him.
"I'll pack it back to eat at night!"
Jiang Feng put away the plates and wiped the table with his palms that touched the tears that had not yet dried on the table.
"Dip." Jiang Feng:?
A hot chicken game and a scam?
Thank you to the leader of Zhong Kui’s trumpet account for the reward. I will add more updates on the day they are released*(╰╯)
(End of chapter)