delicious master

Chapter 42 The old rules

Skillfully cut the shrimp, cut the back and thread, cut the ham sausage into pieces, and all the materials are ready.

Turn on the fire, pour oil, and start frying in a hot pan.

According to the steps at noon today, Tang Xiaokang started to make Yangzhou fried rice little by little, and soon the whole back kitchen became full of fragrance.

The aroma of the dishes permeated the surroundings, and as the rice was poured in, the aroma of the rice rushed out, making all the aromas more intense.

While drinking the mutton soup in his mouth, Xu Shan couldn't help smelling the aroma wafting from the kitchen. The vague aroma made Xu Shan, who hadn't eaten at noon, suddenly growl.

Looking at his deflated stomach, the mutton soup in his hand didn't seem to be so hungry, but because of the drooling aroma, he became even hungrier.

Xu Shan simply stopped drinking his mutton soup and waited for the Yangzhou fried rice made by Tang Xiaokang to come out. It would be wonderful to think about it with a mouthful of rice and soup.

Tang Xiaokang, the chef at the back, poured the last of the egg liquid into the pot and stir-fried over high heat, bringing out all the aroma of the ingredients.

Finally, I found a plate, poured the fried rice into it, sprinkled some chopped green onions, and corrected the arrangement.

A bowl of Yangzhou fried rice that looks extremely delicate, just like this.

[A wonderful bowl of Yangzhou fried rice with fresh ingredients, average frying, and peak taste! 】

Looking at the evaluation given by the system, Tang Xiaokang became silent.

Although this evaluation is indeed very good, compared with the perfect grade at noon today, it still seems a bit far behind. At least this is a flawed bowl of Yangzhou fried rice.

"Could it be that I really performed exceptionally well at noon today?"

Looking at his unstable state, Tang Xiaokang was also a little puzzled, not sure whether his performance was abnormal, or that time at noon was an extraordinary performance.

But these are not indifferent. Judging from the current stable level, the Yangzhou fried rice made by myself is definitely qualified to become one of Dongju's dishes.

In terms of status, it is much higher than the roasted pig's trotters this afternoon.

However, this Yangzhou fried rice cannot be placed on the price list openly like the other dishes. This is a hidden dish that needs to be discovered by the guests themselves.

Just like Xu Shan today, you can only taste it if you ask yourself.

This is also the rule of Dongju, no matter what, Dongju is also a private restaurant with inheritance, so it naturally needs some personality.

What you can see is just some standing dishes in the back kitchen for everyone's convenience.

As for wanting to eat some desired dishes that can be well hidden, it is up to everyone to explore by themselves.

And you can’t eat it whenever you want, it depends on what the chef bought today and what the back kitchen can cook for you.

It can only be tasted after these conditions are met.

This is also a joy of Dongju, and now Tang Xiaokang has decided to inherit him perfectly.

Tang Xiaokang has always thought this matter was very good, especially now that he has become the chef of Dongju, not only does he know how wasteful and expensive it is to prepare a large amount of ingredients in the kitchen every day, but also the soup family has so many recipes, As time goes by, Dongju must be able to cook more and more dishes.

As a chef, he doesn't have that much energy to prepare every dish, especially as there are many dishes that need to be booked in advance and prepared for several days.

Tang Xiaokang's expression became more determined when he saw the few hens that were still alive in his back kitchen.

It would be a pity not to keep such a good idea.

What, you said that I just became the chef and want to control this kind of life and death? ?
How could it be possible, who am I, Tang Xiaokang, a five-good youth in society, a three-good student in elementary school, a labor model in high school, and relying on my ability to start a small stove in the dormitory in college, I have become a male dormitory that decides life and death...

Ah, I accidentally slipped my mouth, sorry.In the university, relying on his ability to start a small stove in the dormitory, he is honored as the man of the God of Cookery by the entire male dormitory.

You are really overthinking how a kind-hearted, innocent and aspiring young man like me could have such thoughts.

Humming a little song, Tang Xiaokang brought the Yangzhou fried rice in his hand to Xu Shan, thinking of how he would decide what dishes those people could eat in the future.

The aroma is tangy and rich. The color and aroma alone have made Xu Shan's eyes light up. He has never seen more delicious Yangzhou fried rice in his life.

I couldn't help but started directly, just one mouthful, Xu Shan sank into it.

The complex aroma is displayed in the mouth, the rice grains are distinct, with a faint aroma, the deliciousness of the eggs is completely integrated into the fried rice, and various ingredients are added to compete with each other. All kinds of delicacies make people unable to extricate themselves.

The whole person buried his head in the fried rice. Instead of pairing it with a mouthful of mutton soup, Xu Shan felt that his waiting was the most correct decision in his life.

Quietly watching Xu Shan's eating, the delicious food he made can be recognized by diners, which is the best compliment for Tang Xiaokang.

After finishing everything in front of him, Xu Shan burped comfortably and lay down on the back of the chair.

Looking at the night sky outside the room with blank eyes, it was pitch black. Drum Tower, as the earliest old districts in Ningcheng, has retained a lot of original antique flavor, so it is rare to see very modern high-rise buildings here. The sky is pitch black. Can't see it either.

Although there are no stars visible, the skyscraper city in the distance and the Guangcai Building form a sharp contrast.

"Boss Tang, do you know that when I first came to Dongju, that night I wanted to resign the next day."

The whole person leaned lazily on the chair, suddenly Xu Shan spoke silently like this.

"One night, I was really desperate. I was so busy at work that there was no end in sight. There seemed to be no hope for a promotion or salary increase. My parents at home were already old, and I was also wasting my youth and capital fighting for the slim chance of my life. s future.

At that moment, I felt that Ning Cheng was very cold, really cold, which made me terrified.

But I stayed the next day, and I couldn't even figure it out. It was clearly a decision, but I regretted it in front of me. Maybe I still have this last bit of nostalgia for this city.

So I started to work hard again, working overtime for a long time every day, not seeing everything in the future, but busying myself with exhaustion.

But what I didn't expect was that the general manager came to me today and said that he has been paying attention to me for the past three months. He appreciated my hard work and made me a project supervisor and department manager. My salary has increased by three or four times. The position has also changed from a small employee in the department to the leader of the current department, and the future seems to be able to see a little bit. Maybe there was some warm place in Ningcheng that night that tolerated me again.

You are right, Boss Tang. "

Tilting his head, looking at Tang Xiaokang, Xu Shan asked with a smile.

Nodding calmly, Tang Xiaokang didn't comment on Xu Shan's lyricism, but to Ning Cheng, this is basically his home.

"Ningcheng is very peaceful. He is different from all other big cities of the same level. There is no such cruel survival of the fittest, and there is no fast pace of life. I have lived here for 20 years. I understand his tolerance, and the same Can feel his warmth. Maybe no one can get his approval, but at least, no one will be denied by him, right? "

The smile on his face became more vigorous, and Xu Shan stood up.

"Boss Tang is right!"

No more nonsense, pay, pick up things and leave. When Xu Shan walked to the gate of the yard, he stopped and turned to look at Tang Xiaokang.

"Boss Tang, thank you!"

(End of this chapter)