delicious master

Chapter 43

Early the next morning, Tang Xiaokang woke up from his sleep.

He raised his hand to pull down the winter melon lying on his face, and sat on the bed, Tang Xiaokang was in a daze.

I got up a little late today, and the stall owners who bought breakfast at the door were already bustling.

Gradually waking up from the panic just now, Tang Xiaokang sorted out his thoughts and got out of bed.

After washing up, Tang Xiaokang opened the door of Dongju.

Boss Wu had already stuffed the ingredients in through the small window of the back door, and put all the ingredients on the table in the back kitchen.

Prepare mutton soup as usual. Because of the addition of new dishes today, Tang Xiaokang discussed with Boss Wu in advance, and he will send another batch of slaughtered fresh chickens in the morning.

As for the back cooks, Tang Xiaokang glanced at them. Except for the hen that can only lay eggs, he must have taken the time to deal with them in the past few days.

After making the mutton soup, Tang Xiaokang split the pig's trotters, blanch them all in water, and put them aside after preparation.

At this time Tang Xiaokang came to the yard and opened the door of Dongju.

It just so happened that the breakfast stall owners at the door were just about to close their stalls. When they saw Tang Xiaokang opened the door of Dongju, they all smiled and greeted each other.

But there are still some people queuing up at the door, many of them are diners nearby, waiting to come to drink a bowl of mutton soup in the morning, Hong Tao also appeared in the crowd early, not like before. It didn't show up until noon.

After greeting everyone, Tang Xiaokang turned sideways to let the people queuing up at the door in.

"Boss Tang, there must be new dishes today, I'm counting the time."

Instead of going in directly, after Hong Tao entered the door, he stood aside like Tang Xiaokang. Hong Tao couldn't wait to ask.

Smiling, Tang Xiaokang pointed to the inside of the hall.

"You'll know if you go in and see for yourself."

Hearing this, Hong Tao didn't have time to say more, and walked into the hall with a brisk walk.

In the past few days, he has been looking forward to the release of the salt-baked chicken every day. Ever since he tasted the golden legend that time, Hong Tao will never forget the taste.

Thinking of this, he felt a little angry. It's okay to let him try new dishes, which made him fall into it.

After the breakfast stall owners outside packed up their things, many people also walked into Dongju one after another.

Some people specially brought their own breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks, and big pancakes, and one person walked in happily holding two leek boxes.

There were a lot of people, and Tang Xiaokang started his busy work again, constantly preparing mutton soup, and going back and forth between the back kitchen and the hall.

As for the delicious salt-baked chicken and roasted pig's trotters, no one has ordered yet. Even Hong Tao is planning to have mutton soup in the morning, and another delicious salt-baked chicken at noon.

In any case, no one would have the appetite to eat such greasy two dishes early in the morning, and the stomach is empty, and it is easy to not digest such hard dishes without warming up for breakfast.

Therefore, among the people who came, except for the old man holding the leek box who was extremely stubborn and ordered six roasted pig's trotters, no one had tried these two dishes for the time being.

After marinating the pig's trotters that have been prepared earlier, put them in the oven.

After Tang Xiaokang brought out the roasted pig's trotters, everyone's eyes were focused on it. The strong aroma made everyone unable to take their eyes off for a moment.

There are even many people who don't plan to care whether their stomachs can digest it, and want to order a taste, but after seeing the price of [-] or [-] servings per serving, they stop thinking about it.

He honestly drank the mutton soup in his own bowl.

The breakfast of local tyrants is not what they can expect. It costs nearly 200 yuan for a meal. This breakfast is too luxurious!

And Hong Tao silently decided on the dinner menu in his heart, mutton soup in the morning, salt-baked chicken at noon, roasted pig's trotters in the evening, one day's food, no need to worry about having nothing to eat in the future, just solve it all, perfect!

He silently praised himself in his heart, and Hong Tao couldn't help but laugh when he thought that he would no longer have to worry about where to go for three meals a day.

As for the expensive price, no one who came to Dongju was surprised at this point. From the day Dongju opened, Boss Tang gave them the impression that good people are good and food is expensive.

However, it is expensive for a reason. Tang Xiaokang's dishes are much more expensive than those outside, but the taste he makes is always worthy of his price.

I didn't see the old man who ordered the pig's trotters just now, and now he doesn't even want his leek box, and concentrates on dealing with the roasted pig's trotters in front of him. The fragrance that keeps coming out, and the feeling of enjoyment on the other party's face.

It made everyone swallow their saliva involuntarily, but after thinking about the price of their own stomach and roasted pig's trotters, they could only silently put away their saliva.

This kind of iron stomach expert can only be said to be unofficial, unofficial.

"Boss Soup, a mutton soup."

With a shout, Tang Xiaokang knew who it was as soon as he heard it, and he responded silently and went back to the back kitchen to start preparations.

The person who came just jumped into a familiar position and took care of the people around him.

"Old Gou, today's business is good. I didn't come until now."

The person who came was Gou Fu. As a regular customer of Dongju, no matter whether it was the nearby breakfast stall owner or those who lived nearby, he was very familiar with him.

"Where, it's just that the movement is a little slow. I didn't expect you guys to be so neat today."

After complaining to everyone, Gou Fu sat inside and gave up the seat outside to his wife.

Soon Tang Xiaokang came out with mutton soup. After delivering it to the two, Tang Xiaokang also came to the side, rushed away a pack of goat milk powder, and hugged the winter melon sleeping upstairs.

"This little guy is growing quite fast. When I saw him a few days ago, he didn't seem to be so big!"

The news that the boss of Dongju raised a kitten has already spread among the guests, and many people are very cute about this cute thing. No, the goat milk powder that Tang Xiaokang bought himself is not yet used. After that, many people sent a bunch of imported goat milk powder.

This guy eats better than humans.

Put the wax gourd in the old place, watching him climb up to the plate and drink the goat milk familiarly, Tang Xiaokang also complained helplessly.

"I have to eat five or six meals a day, eat and sleep, and eat when I sleep. Can I not gain weight if I continue like this?"

"It's good to be fat, get a little fatter, maybe during the Chinese New Year, you can rely on it to live a fat year and eat meat."

Lying quietly on the stall, drinking the goat's milk, Winter Melon never expected that someone would have his idea now.

"Let's raise it again, let's raise it again."

Waving his hands, Tang Xiaokang also smiled at the teasing of these people, picked up his teacup and slowly sipped it.

(End of this chapter)