"What? Teach you to cook." Andre looked at him with squinting.
"Oh, I'm stupid and can't learn. Why don't I do some other work." Chen Xi smiled awkwardly.
"No, I said I'll teach you in one minute, I'll teach you in just one minute." Andre reached out to open a cabinet above and took out a can from it.
Then the knife went down and hit the can lid.
This was a can of beef, and Chen Xi immediately understood what he had just eaten.
"Open this, pour it out and heat it up. How could you not learn this?" Andre said and took out another can and poured out a bunch of red juice. His movements were so big that he even splashed on his own. On the body.
The liquid was thick, so Andre poured it into a large bowl, added boiling water and began to stir.
Isn't this bowl of Lord Song soup just drinking?
Good guy, isn't this prefabricated?
Many people think that prefabricated dishes are unhealthy and think that foreigners do not eat. In fact, ghosts especially like to eat cans, and all kinds of vegetables, meat, and fruits will be stained at home. Prefabricated dishes are directly produced by factories. The degree of sanitation is much cleaner than most restaurants.
What can be said in canned preservatives or something, that's all tack. The production process of most canned food itself includes sterilization steps, which can kill most microorganisms and maintain anaerobic and sterile environment in a sealed state, thereby extending the shelf life. Therefore, most canned food can keep fresh for a long time without adding preservatives.
Alas, this is not blood for a long time, it is condensed by the Lord.
Fortunately, he didn't ask him, otherwise it would be shameful.
Chen Xi thought in his heart.
"Do you eat this thing?"
"Otherwise?" Andre shrugged.
"Why are there guests here? They don't know how to cook at home?"
"These cans are produced in our own factory. The purpose of opening a restaurant is not to make some money, but to sell cans."
"I didn't expect you to be quite business-minded. This is the same model as Nando's roast chicken selling sauce." Chen Xi nodded and praised.
After thinking that the canned beef was so unpalatable, maybe the locals liked it, Chen Xi asked again: "How is the sales volume of your canned food?"
"Good times and bad times."
"How to say?"
"Every time customers come to buy, they say the price is affordable, that is, they buy a bunch of them, but... there will be no next time." Andre scratched his head in embarrassment.
At this time, an ordinary-looking blond girl trotted into the kitchen and babbled a lot of Russian to Andrei.
"Well, if a guest is coming, I learn how I just started cooking." Andre unliked the apron and stuffed it into Chen Xi's hand.
"Fuck, catch the duck on the shelves." After complaining, Chen Xi opened the cabinet above.
After looking around, he found that canned beef came in three flavors: original, sweet and spicy, and cumin.
The one he ate just now should be the original flavor.
Out of curiosity, he opened two other cans of flavors and secretly took out one piece in his mouth.
Alas, isn't this TM exactly the same?
The speechless Chen Xi rolled his eyes, and the other two flavors of beef flavored only removed the flavor of the flavor than the original flavor, and then added a sweet and spicy sauce or cumin powder.
The overall taste is almost the same as the original flavor.
Even dogs won’t eat this stuff. The Russian diet is really hard to describe.
There are also many business relationships with Russia in previous lives. Chen Xi still knows the situation of some goods.
Don't look at Lao Maozi very close to us, but their food is rarely shipped to Hua Guo.
One of the reasons is that transportation costs are too high. Take beef as an example. Russia’s beef output is not low, but Asian countries rarely import from them. Instead, they choose beef from Tu’ao. Yoshinoya's beef comes from Tu'ao and New Zealand because the logistics cost is low and cheap.
As for the Russian food that often appears in China, most of them are sold as dog meat. For example, the packaging of Lao Maozi's famous products such as sausages and chocolates has hidden secrets.
Domestic sausages, you can write a Russian -flavored sausage or Russian sausage at hand. In fact, most of the production addresses are in the three provinces.
In the Russia and Russian flavor, although there are only two words, it can greatly avoid legal issues.
From time to time outside the kitchen, Andre's speech, Chen Xi quietly walked to the door and looked out through the gap.
Sure enough, a few old men came to the hall, and the blonde girl was entertaining them warmly.
Suddenly, the sight was blocked, and Andre didn't know when it appeared at the door: "What to see, five original flavors, three cumin, three sweetness."
"Oh, I just tasted it, and I felt the taste was almost the same. Is there any difference?" Chen Xi opened the door and said.
"Okay, you actually dare to eat the food of the guests, this account is counted on your head."
"Lied, just ate two pieces of meat, as for?"
"I am a man who talks about the rules, and the food of the guests will never be missing."
"Haha, of course not less, these cans have a fixed amount."
"Stop being so verbose and get to work quickly." Andre waved his hand impatiently.
"I said boss, you actually have a Chinese chef here. How about asking him to try some Chinese dishes?"
"Yeah, when I met a Chinese businessman before, I always boasted how delicious their dishes are, I don't believe it."
Just when the two were arguing, several old Maozi in the hall discovered Chen Xi's existence.
Most Russians don’t know much about China, even though it’s so close, but many of them have never been to Asian countries.
It can also be said that most of Russia is actually very poor, and a small number of them travel abroad to travel to small European countries.
"What did they say?" Chen Xi asked curiously.
Although he didn't know what the other person was talking about, he knew he was being discussed.
"They said they want to eat Chinese cuisine."
"It's okay, I can do it for you, but you have no materials here. As a exchange, you must help me find a friend." Chen Xili came to the spirit.
After staying in Tu'ao for so many years, he still has this skill. Although he eats out almost every day, his cooking is not bad.
"That's a beautiful idea, and I'll help you find friends? Just dream, I'll send you to the city center at most." Andre snorted coldly.
"That's OK, send me to the consulate."
"Huh, I'll deliver the ingredients in a moment. Remember, there must be no shortage of beef. I sell canned beef." Andre didn't agree and turned around and left.
"Well, I haven't said what materials I want." Looking at the man who left, Chen Xi whispered.
It didn't take long for Andre to come back. Naturally, the ingredients are not very rich. Gui Lao usually only uses onions, parsley and some spices to make beef, but Lao Maozi's is even simpler.
However, as Chinese cuisine has become popular around the world, many Western chefs have also been secretly studying it. They have incorporated some spices from Chinese cuisine, such as star anise and cinnamon, into Western food.
Looking at the decent materials in front of him, Chen Xi had already planned what to do.
Give him a stewed beef first.
The beef in this can has almost no flavor. Just clean it up and add some spices to create a new dish.
Just say it, he immediately started cutting vegetables.
"Beef is inside, potatoes are inside, bay leaves, salt, onions, tomatoes are inside. Why is there a bottle of wine? Everything is inside." Chen Xi sorted out the available materials on the table and put them into the pot one by one.
"Will you eat the dead? There are many things in foreigners who are allergic ... In the past, a classmate in high school had died of allergies to eat peanuts ... Forget it, no matter how ..." Chen Xi started to stir up for a moment.
Outside the hall.
"Andre, where did you find the Chinese chef? The salary must not be low." A red-faced man asked while drinking vodka.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"That's certainly, this is the stunt chef I invited, with a monthly salary of 20,000 rubles (about 5,000 Chinese currency)." Andre patted his chest, and his face could not see the lied color at all.
Russia's overall income is not high, and Moscow's salary is slightly higher. 20,000 rubles in St. Petersburg, that's a very good monthly income, enough to make people jealous.
"Hahaha, they Chinese people come to our place to eat Russian food, and we eat Chinese food. This is called everyone getting what he needs, everyone is happy!" The red-faced man laughed, raised the vodka in his hand, and talked with Ander Clink glasses vigorously.
"I see those Chinese tour groups who come to your place give thumbs up after eating. Have they not eaten good food? Why do I read on the Internet that Chinese food is delicious?" asked another person. road.
"That's all bragging. Asian food is the most unhygienic. You still eat offal and so on." An old man next to him waved his hand.
He has never left Russia and knows nothing about the outside world.
"Hey, you don't know this. Chinese people usually eat pork. When they see beef, their eyes light up. The beef here is big and fresh. Naturally, they are full of praises after eating it." Andre Started to promote their own products again.
"Why? Are there no cows there?" The red face asked.
"Beef is very expensive to them and they can't afford it." Andre put his hands on his hips.
In the past, he wanted to sell his canned beef to Hua Guo, but the other party was suspected of high prices, which made Andre understand that Chinese people could not afford to consume beef.
However, it is true that the current domestic beef is indeed more expensive than pork. It was just that Agen exported a lot of beef over and the price was beaten.
"Here comes the beef, here comes the beef~" Just as a few old men were chatting about which Chinese food or Russian food was better, Chen Xi came out with a plate and a bowl.
Russians like to eat a lot.
Chen Xi knew this very well, so he filled every plate, which made Andre's eyes almost pop out of his head.
"Ha, the portion is huge today, Andre, when did you become so generous?" The red-faced man laughed and patted the gloomy boss.
The latter came: "Today's dishes are foreign dishes, the price is different from the past."
Hearing the words, the red -faced man smiled embarrassed: "Then let me taste the taste first."
Watching Da Han picked up the spoon and sent the beef with the soup to the entrance, Andre's heart was embarrassed at this time.
Although it is stronger than the previous dishes, I don't know what the taste is.
"How's it going?" Seeing that the red-faced man didn't speak, but instead took another spoonful, Andre asked nervously.
"It's so delicious, I haven't eaten such delicious food in my life." The red -faced Dahan said, dried quickly.
Seeing this, the others followed suit, and soon all kinds of compliments were coming from their mouths.
Although Chen Xi couldn't understand what they were talking about, the appearance of this starving ghost was enough to prove that his meals were delicious.
"How is it, hehe." Chen Xi patted his boss on the back proudly.
"What is God, give me a plate to taste it." Andre glared at him.
After the entrance, Andre froze in the kitchen. He quickly put down the plate, grabbed Chen Xi's arm and asked, "What's the name of your dish?"
"The super invincible Chen's stew..." Chen Xi didn't know what he was cooking. Anyway, this pot was just a hodgepodge.
But this is not done randomly, every ingredient has an impact on the taste and texture of the beef.
For example, the starch in potatoes can thicken the soup and absorb the umami flavor of the beef, making the whole dish more delicious. Bay leaves and onions provide a unique aroma. There is also rice, which has been soaked in the soup for a long time, because the original rice is very dry...
"What is messy, I think I haven't eaten the messy stew of your three provinces?" Seeing the well -informed Andre did not believe Chen Xi's words at all.
"Look at this ..."
"Let's make something else, just your special snack - spring rolls." Andre recalled.
Foreigners like spring rolls very much. No matter how unknown you do, they love this kind of fried food.
"I'm going, you don't have a spring roll again, I make a wool." Chen Xi spread his hand, saying that the clever woman was difficult to cook without rice.
The next second, several bags of burritos were thrown in front of him.
Looking at the chicken roll-like noodle in front of him, Chen Xi was speechless.
After more than ten minutes, a few beef rolls were released.
Looking at Lao Maozi, who was still gobbled, Chen Xi nodded with satisfaction.
It seems that I still have the potential of being a chef abroad, and this blind JB can satisfy guests. Even if you go bankrupt in the future, you don't have to worry about starving.
There were a lot of guests coming to the hotel today, and they all seemed to have heard about the arrival of a Chinese chef. They spread the word, and Chen Xi was busy until about ten o'clock in the evening.
"What time is it? The food I cooked today is worth enough for you to send me to Moscow." Chen Xi looked at the clock and sat down on the chair.
"Oh, you don't even know the situation here. It is estimated that Moscow will be done once." Andre poured Chen Xi a cup of vodka and poured himself a cup.
The blonde girl did cleaning in the kitchen.
"What should I say?" Chen Xi raised his glass and smelled it. The strong pungent smell made him feel dizzy.
"Do you think our robbery is as simple as a train station robbery? Let me tell you, you Asians are just walking cash machines in the eyes of some local people." Andre raised the corner of his mouth.
"Elaborate."
"Drink the wine first, I only talk to real men."
"..."
Looking at the cup of height, Chen Xi could only drink his teeth.
Seeing this, Andre nodded with satisfaction. (End of this chapter)