Salted fish turning system

Early the next morning, Zhao Mu, who had just arrived in the shop, heard a commotion outside.

"Master Zhao is really capable. He helped the police catch two human traffickers at once, and I heard that he also rescued the two children they abducted."

"I knew that Master Zhao was really capable. He reckoned that I would definitely find the person I like within half a year. I wash and dress up every day for this."

"Everyone, give way to the police comrades, and don't interfere with other people's business."

Afterwards, Xu Jing with a smile on her face walked slowly into the shop with a pennant in her hand.

"Here, here is the negotiated pennant and your reward certificate. If you need help from the state in the future, these should be of some help."

Zhao Mu has been mediocre all his life, and naturally he never thought that he would have such a glorious time. Looking at the crowd surrounded outside the door, Zhao Mu's heart is also full of glory at this moment.

"Being brave in the face of righteousness... I thought it was a clever plan." Zhao Mu said with a smile.

"Ha, what you think is beautiful, do you want the police to advertise for you?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Jing suddenly stuffed a bulging envelope into Zhao Mu's hand.

"Actually, I really want the higher-ups to help you with this advertisement, but my leader has repeated orders and repeated requests. It is good for everyone to understand this kind of thing. If you really want to insist on telling the higher-ups that it is your fortune-telling that solves the case, then it will be a big deal for everyone." Not a good thing."

"It doesn't matter, I will naturally have a reputation if I have the ability, and you don't need to work hard to get credit for me."

"So, this time, you can only be considered meritorious for reporting. But our leader specially approved you to reward you with 2 yuan, and even said that he would owe you a favor. If you have any troubles around here in the future, he will not violate the bottom line. help you solve the situation.”

"Yo, so speaking of it, I will have a backer in the future."

"Actually, I am the one who owes you the most in this matter. Because of the great contribution this time, I have already been greatly commended by the higher authorities. It can even be asserted that my promotion order will be issued to us soon. The unit... In short, I will never forget this kindness." Xu Jing looked directly into Zhao Mu's eyes and said solemnly.

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Just after Xu Jing left, an old man with white hair came to Zhao Mu's shop.

"Young man, give the old man some fried rice."

"It's just right, old man, it's just a coincidence that the police came to present the award just now, so all those people gathered around to watch the fun. Otherwise, with your old man's bones, I'm afraid I won't be able to get a seat in the queue for a whole day."

Just after Zhao Mu finished speaking, those onlookers suddenly realized that they surrounded Zhao Mu's door, and a long queue was formed at the door, and many people wailed that they were only watching the fun, but they forgot to make a reservation in advance. Grab a seat.

Before Zhao Mu put away the envelope that Xu Jing had given him with 2 yuan, he hung the pennant on the wall.After washing his hands, he picked up the iron pan and poured oil to fry the rice.

"Hey? Young man, your rice has too much moisture. It was obviously steamed not long ago. If it is fried rice, the best thing is to use dried rice as the main ingredient. It only needs to be fried with overnight rice, and the taste will definitely be better. It was upstairs last time." The old man said casually as he watched Zhao Mu and Sun Zhiqiang prepare fried rice.

"Huh? You have to cook it with overnight rice so that it doesn't get too watery?" Sun Zhiqiang asked in surprise.

On the other hand, Zhao Mu smiled and said, "It seems that this old man is an insider."

"And your eggs, the mixing strength is uneven, and the egg whites are not skimmed out. Even the eggs themselves are of average quality. If you choose fried rice, you need to choose eggs with rosy skin and bright color inside. I recommend If you use the local eggs brought over from Shandong, the taste will definitely be much better."

While Zhao Mu was frying the rice, the old man kept talking on the sidelines.

"Your oil temperature is too high, it will destroy the umami taste in the eggs, and it will also make the taste drop several grades, especially the green onions added later, it turned out to be scallions that have been cut and stored, and they are not up to standard when they are in the pot. It is obviously a trick of the rivers and lakes, and it has not been systematically taught by the team..."

"You stir fry..."

At the beginning, Zhao Mu had questions and answers, but then he simply kept silent, just froze his fried rice, and just when the fried rice was about to be finished, a strange aroma slowly overflowed from the fried rice.

"What's going on? It's obviously low-grade ingredients, extremely simple ingredients, and the knife skills and heat are average, even extremely rough. Why did they have such an effect when they were combined in the end..."

The old man who had been expressing his opinions was completely dumbfounded at this moment. What he had learned all his life was completely crushed at this moment, as if his three views had been completely destroyed by someone.

Looking at the sluggish old man, Zhao Mu filled the fried rice in the pot speechlessly, and then handed the plastic box to the old man.

At this time, the old man subconsciously said: "How can I use a plastic box to pack the rice? This will affect the taste of the rice."

While talking, the old man wandered out as if his three souls had lost his seven souls, as if he was looking for a place to eat.

"Oh, brother Mu, your level is getting better and better. The guests who came to eat recently seem to be possessed. Those who know say we are selling fried rice, but those who don't know think we are selling drugs." Sun Zhiqiang laughed. .

"It goes without saying that the old man is quite normal today. I remember the one two days ago, who was very picky at the beginning, and ended up crying bitterly after eating, and ate all the fried rice while crying. Before leaving, he also said that he called himself a master of fried rice, but only today did he know that there are people out there, and he will never cook rice again."

After Zhao Mu's reputation spread, some colleagues would come over every day to deliberately find fault, and some even wanted to secretly learn Zhao Mu's secret recipe.

As a result, all these people came here in surprise, and left crying bitterly, and some exaggeratedly confessed their bad deeds.Said that he should not dream of surpassing this kind of god-level fried rice, this kind of fried rice can only be unique.

……………….

In a quiet coffee shop outside Wancheng Commercial Street, an old man was lying on the table crying like a child, and a young beauty was coaxing a child beside him.

"Master, although I know that the fried rice tastes beyond imagination, you don't have to be so excited. You are a legend in the chef world, and you need to maintain your usual image."

"Wow, what an image. Old man, I boast that my culinary skills have reached the peak. Every day I pursue the unity of nature and man, returning to the basics, and I have always been complacent. I didn't expect that my cooking skills that have been practiced for 60 years can be compared today. Learned for nothing!"

"It's okay, Master, I see that although your dishes are 'slightly' worse than his, there is not such a big gap."

At this time, the old man cried even louder, causing everyone in the coffee shop to look sideways. Even the waiter in the coffee shop came to remind him several times tactfully, and even hinted that she should treat the old man better and not let the old man cry so sadly.

"But the materials we use are completely different. I use rare and precious ingredients in the world, even priceless ones. It takes a long time to prepare for the best quality. .Even so, my best dish may not be as good as [-]% of his random fried rice."

"Oh, that's true. I don't know whether this monster-like existence is good or bad for the culinary world. I hope that all the chefs he won't hit will give up this business." The woman sighed.

"I've decided!" the old man said suddenly.

"Master, don't wash your hands in a golden basin. If you quit the chef world, it will really be an earthquake-level event in the chef world."

"What a mess, do I seem to be such an unambitious person? Since I have not yet mastered my skills, I will continue to improve my skills."

"Then what are you going to do, master?"

"Help me arrange it. I, Zheng Ming, will go to do odd jobs in his shop tomorrow. If I haven't figured out how to make fried rice for a day, I won't leave for a day..."