Chapter 851 851. Construction site food cabbage soup
Zhang Yanping sat on a tricycle and came back with Sweet Potatoes. He saw empty cartons piled in the corner of the yard, and Xin Jun was slowly filling them with the list.
Probably because everyone is anxious to place an order and pay as soon as possible, today’s 100 orders are basically one order, which saves a lot of worry when packing.
But Zhang Yanping didn't pay attention to the list, and just asked curiously: "Brother Zhang didn't take it with you?"
Xin Jun glanced at him: "He stared at the computer for half an hour. I went back worried when I found that there were no sales.”
Can you not be worried? This is obviously because the God of Wealth has declined in strength and can no longer sell things. For his small business, this is a huge loss!
But Zhang Yanping smiled guiltily: "Didn't I... didn't I give Qiao Qiao Shui some live broadcast time?"
Xin Jun was watching the live broadcast the whole time. She looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "You can sell the goods first, and then treat Dabai to afternoon tea."
Zhang Yanping definitely couldn't say that he had forgotten after talking nonsense. At this moment, he said to him: "Then what... do you eat sweet potatoes? Let me tell you, they are delicious! If you eat them, I will give you a big one!"
Xin Jun responded lukewarmly, and then ordered Said: "Peel the skin."
Zhang Yanping looked at the stack of express delivery orders in his hand, felt guilty and short of breath, and quickly accepted.
It’s getting dark quickly now, and the detour from other villages is quite troublesome. It’s not that Brother Zhang is impatient, but he doesn’t want to delay any longer, so he leaves early.
Well, if we talk about road construction, it would be great if it could be repaired overnight!
…
It is obviously impossible to repair it overnight, but the engineering team is full of energy and working hard. Tuesday Bao, who is building the road, looked at the vast sky and couldn't bear it. Live and fish, send a message:
"Tonight we have potato stew, what do you want to eat?"
It took a while for his brother to reply:
"Tonight is simple, tonight is steamed buns with cabbage paste."
At that moment, Tuesday Bao almost laughed out loud - hahahahahaha! Finally one day my food supply surpassed yours!
Hmph, the boss in the mountain must be so desperate that he can’t bear to give out any more good food, right? He visited several construction sites, but he knew the tricks of these bosses!
The contractor will never look for someone with particularly good craftsmanship. If the craftsmanship is good, the workers will have more to eat. If you eat too much, won’t your food bills go up?
All capitalists in the world are like this!
But I secretly took another look at the chef's incisive knife skills on the big stove. He was stunned to cut the pork belly as thin as cicada wings, as if he was afraid that someone would notice it when he put it in his mouth.
Thinking again about the picture of braised fish nuggets that my brother sent me yesterday, I can’t help but drool.
At this moment, the other party sent another link:
"Master Jiang in our kitchen said that he learned from Master Song at Yamashita, and he is also doing live broadcasts - just showing how to make cabbage soup, you can see."
"No more chatting, it's my break time."
Taking back the phone, Zhou Zhoubao felt sour again. How come you still have serious rest time when you're all working on the construction site? Isn't it possible to take advantage of the opportunity to fish, and fish for a while?
But he doesn’t need to touch it today.
The work at hand was finished now, and the next procedures were planned. It happened to be dark, and they who were building roads simply stopped working.
It's time for heavy machinery construction tonight, so they can get off the early shift.
Like Zhou Zhoubao, there were other people who couldn't go home. Everyone gathered together and saw him staring at his phone and couldn't help but wonder:
"We have to serve food later, why don't you catch it?" Click back, what are you looking at here?”
Zhou Bao followed the link and replied casually:
“I said before that the co-worker and their chef were good at cooking. I started a live broadcast today about making cabbage soup.”
"I guess, from now on, their food will also become worse."
He has been showing pictures of other people's food to everyone during this period. Now that he said this, he immediately Some people felt sad:
“Cabbage soup... It’s chilly at night, how good would it be to have a bowl of hot soup.”
“Why are you drinking cabbage soup all of a sudden? You said it’s been a cold night. What kind of oil and water are there to make them tired of eating meat? "
"Hey, the cabbage soup is not worth it. I've been tired from working all day, and I don't like eating anything light. .”
But while everyone was talking, they surrounded him and went to the work shed.
Look at the chef who is a relative of Bazhanzi, the contractor in front of me - I don’t know where I found Wolong Fengxiao, but they only stole the rice they cook!
Everyone returned to the simple work shed to rest in twos and threes. The chef in front had just started cutting potatoes.
Oh, cabbage, potatoes, onions - oh, because the chef is not good at chopping onions, they haven't eaten them yet.
Everyone lost their appetite after watching this, but they were still hungry, so they simply came over:
"Come on, Erbao, turn on your phone and let's see how the cabbage soup is made."
......
Jiang Xiaokang really plans to make cabbage soup tonight.
The temperature on the mountain is low, the sun is shining during the day, and everyone wears short-sleeves while working. But at night, even a thick coat is not enough!
Even if he stayed in the kitchen, he would feel cold all over as soon as he went out.
So Chef Jiang thought: On a day like this, it’s time to drink hot soup!
No, he wrote the menu last night and asked someone to deliver it. Now that his mobile phone is in front of him, he is also unfamiliar and starting to imitate others as an anchor.
I’m not trying to make money, I’m just bored alone.
His daughter has gone to college, and the better dormitory here has not yet been built. He did not ask his wife to come over. There are aunties Zhai Xiaofeng who occasionally come to help in the kitchen, so he has to pay attention to it.
This is the live broadcast angle. There is no background, no close-up, no close-up, and no filter adjustment.
It's just an ordinary staff canteen, with an ordinary perspective. Occasionally, he himself is in the shot, and he's not even wearing work clothes - by the way, the Song family doesn't even have such a thing!
As a result, the live broadcast is not interesting, so it has been two days since it started and there are only a few fans.
But for workers like Tuesday Bao, this is the real thing! Only in this way can they feel as if they themselves have eaten such food.
So everyone stepped forward and marveled:
“This canteen is so big!”
"That's right! This kitchen is so clean. Look at the wall. It's snow-white and even the firewood hasn't smoked it."
"Look at how clean the floor is! It's definitely not sticky to your feet at all."
A group of old men working on construction sites are naturally rough and not very particular, but this does not mean that they are not greedy for other people's particularity.
Now that everyone is chatting and listening to the sound of potatoes being cut outside, it seems that it is not so unbearable anymore.
In the camera, Jiang Xiaokang is skillfully holding down the cabbage on the chopping board, and then using the old kitchen knife in his hand like a peerless magic weapon, only the sound of "wiping, wiping, wiping" can be heard. The layers of cabbage leaves were cut into thin strips from the white stem, revealing the moist cuts.
Then came the yellow-green leaves...
While Jiang Xiaokang was cutting the cabbage, he tilted the knife on the chopping board and quickly gathered the pile of shredded cabbage into a large stainless steel basin.
He thought for a while and decided to say something:
“As for the food at the construction site, the boss said you can eat whatever you want, but we chefs have to think about it and do what we can. If you want to eat meat, you have to have one meat dish and one vegetable dish. If you want to eat vegetarian food, you have to bring shredded pork... You can’t eat poorly, and you can’t spend money randomly.”
“It’s cold at night on the mountain. Let’s make some hot cabbage soup tonight.”
As he spoke, he nodded with satisfaction: "This Chinese cabbage has not yet reached the season. It is very expensive. It costs 1 yuan and a half per catty. It is better than freshness."
While he was talking, Zhai Xiaofeng had already finished cleaning the cabbage. A basin of cabbage was brought to him at this moment. Jiang Xiaokang stretched out his hand to grab one. He picked up the knife and chopped it into pieces and threw it away.
Then the sound of "wiping, wiping, wiping" continued, and soon he cut the whole vegetable into shreds. Just like this one after another, it was obviously a very boring action, but it made everyone sitting in the work shed fascinated.
Listen to this rhythm: rub rub rub rub.
Listen to the rhythm of cutting potatoes outside... The potato slices are so thin that light can pass through, and the thick ones can be used as tiles. After working for so many days, there is no progress at all. What's the rhythm?
Not following the rhythm of four or six.
…
The cabbage is cut.
Three large pots full of shredded cabbage were placed on the equally spacious table, and here, Jiang Xiaokang gave an order: "Light the fire."
On the other side of the camera, where no one can see it, Zhai Xiaofeng has skillfully inserted the tongs into the stove, fiddled with it a few times, and then filled it with a handful of leaves. The flames immediately started burning.
While she was striking the iron while it was hot, she found a few branches of even thickness and put them in, and then asked:
"Are the two stoves next to them also burning together?"
Their construction site When it comes to cooking, there are always more people coming to eat, so the portions are always very large. In the past, those three giant pots were used to cook the food together.
“Let’s burn it. Let’s burn the two stoves over there.”
Jiang Xiaokang ordered.
Zhai Xiaofeng nodded and repeated the previous steps without saying a word.
And Jiang Xiaokang stood there silently, just waiting quietly for a while, and then poured the entire bag of flour into three large pots.
Then she took a shovel and stir-fried, and at the same time told:
“Lower the fire.”
"Don't be in a hurry when frying."
After giving these instructions, he seemed to remember that he was live broadcasting, so he quickly explained:
"I want this cabbage soup to be thick. You need to make some gnocchi at the bottom. But if you put too much flour, it will be troublesome to make gnocchi... Just stir-fry it like this, and then add cold water and cook it directly into a paste."
And here, the work shed. The workers inside looked at each other and wondered:
“Didn’t we talk about cabbage soup? Why did you fry the flour first?”
Everyone frowned and commented decently:
"I know, fry the flour, then dip the shredded cabbage in the pan and fry it - this is not the same as the one wrapped in bread crumbs. Does it make sense? ”
Is that so?
Tuesue Bao thought for a while, shouldn’t deep-fried cabbage soup be necessary?
They were thinking that the flour over there seemed to be almost fried, but Jiang Xiaokang took back his hand and ordered Zhai Xiaofeng, who was sitting in front of the stove again: "Add half a pot of cold water to the pot. Stir slowly and mix well.”
Zhai Xiaofeng agreed happily.
She knew that Master Jiang came here to give advice because he saw that she was not good at raising children alone!
At this end, Jiang Xiaokang took the mobile phone holder and moved it to the two stoves on the back. The fire in the stove had just started. At this moment, against the white walls, orange-red colors were beating. brilliance.
But he was not in a hurry, he just raised his hand to test the temperature of the pot, and without saying a word, he directly picked up a large bucket of oil under the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room.
Everyone:! ! !
"Look, I told you, this must be fried!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaokang put the oil aside and dragged two stainless steel basins from a distance.
In one or two basins, each has a basket full of eggs. He was holding an egg with one hand, and just knocked it gently on the basin. He didn't know how his fingers moved. With a "click", the egg shell split into two, and the egg white and yolk inside slid smoothly into the egg. In the basin.
The two hands moved at the same time, without any stumbling, and the whole scene seemed to be accelerated.
Look at the eggs again, they are almost ready for a bowl.
But at this moment, no one wanted to witness the chef’s skills. They only said sadly:
“It’s so hard to give up!”
I don’t know who murmured the sound, but everyone in the work shed Everyone nodded.
The oil in the pot seemed to be hot, but Jiang Xiaokang did not panic at all. Instead, he picked up a large spoon and moistened the sides of each large pot.
Here I got a large electric egg beater from somewhere. It buzzed and turned, and the whole bowl of eggs was beaten silky and evenly.
Everyone in the live broadcast room felt a little weird for no reason.
Until someone lamented:
“I thought chefs relied on manual labor and apprenticeships to do everything...I never expected to use a whisk!”
Another person laughed at him: "Then ask other chefs if they know how to use a rice cooker?"
The oil in the pot had begun to crackle, and Jiang Xiaokang took a large spoon and scooped up spoonfuls. I added more eggs to the pot, and there was a "chi-la" sound, and gurgling oil was poured into each pot.
Just wait for a moment for the oil to heat up, and then pour in a full 1/3 of the pot of eggs!
The eggs expand rapidly with the high oil temperature, showing the soft color of the yolk, and are ruthlessly stirred up by the big spoon, and then quickly expand, become burnt, yellow, and emit bursts of odor. A tangy aroma.
Everyone in the work shed here has begun to swallow their saliva.
“Didn’t we talk about cabbage soup? Why are you frying eggs?”
“There are so many eggs, are we going to shovel a spoonful of them each person?”
"Good boy! You said such a good thing, why don't you let us meet it?"
"That's right! The cook didn't even peel the potatoes from the day before yesterday. He was afraid that I would eat two more and give them to the foreman and he would go bankrupt! ”
Some people were indignant: “This contractor is not honest, we will not follow him next time. In what age is there such a money-grabbing person... I haven’t seen him for several years.”< br>
“That’s right, stingy people are crazy. This kind of people will complain about their misfortune if they don’t get rich!”
While a group of men were muttering, the scrambled eggs were poured into the pot. In a big pot, followed by the next pot.
So many eggs, so many eggs, so many eggs...
Even though everyone saw it when I was cracking the eggs, now the eggs are swollen, hot, and burnt...
Then The feeling is different again.
Still a two-in-one chapter!
I passed by a fishing gear store today and tried to pick out a fishing rod for my dad. The boss looked at me and said, "Can I pick one for you at a good price?" I said yes and he said 3000.
Me: ...
I understand intellectually. I know a young man who only paid 4,000 for a reel.
But in the end I left in despair.
Good night!
(End of this chapter)