I run a food city in the last days

Jiang Yiyin quickly put down the tools in his hand: "Welcome."

They just received the flyer. The guest who had already been here yesterday, the one who introduced himself yesterday, was named Ren Ming.

Ren Ming saw what was on the chopping board and asked in surprise: "Boss, are there any mutant pheasants for sale today?"

"Gudong-"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of swallowing, and the customers were all salivating. It seemed that Gu Huaiting was right, everyone liked this.

However, although the mutated pheasant is huge and even has two pairs of wings, the food intake of superpowers is huge, and it will not be enough for more people.

Although they are all customers, they are still close to each other in her heart, so she wants to share this mutant pheasant with Gu Huaiting and others.

Just as he was about to refuse, the system suddenly popped up a task:

It is your responsibility to promote the reputation of the food city with your cooking skills. Let at least 20 customers praise your craftsmanship. The more compliments you receive, the more generous the rewards. The completion time limit is: 20 o'clock today. Note: The main food ingredients that receive praise cannot come from the system mall.

It's almost as if I just asked everyone to eat chicken to complete the task.

She looked at the task description carefully, it was at least 20 people, and the rewards were linked to the number of people completed, so of course her goal couldn't just be a passing line.

But the problem comes back again, there is too little material.

Should we collect materials temporarily or adopt a tasting mode?

Various ideas flashed through her quickly, but they were quickly rejected by her.

There was not much time, and after experiencing that sneak attack, she did not want to leave the safe zone for the time being, so it was too late to collect the materials.

As for the tasting, it means that each portion is very small, which may not appeal to the hearts of the survivors and make the survivors come here specially.

After thinking for a while, her eyes fell on the chopping board, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

Ren Mingzheng was wondering why she didn't speak, and then he saw Jiang Yiyin's enthusiastic smile: "Actually, we are doing an event today. Starting at 12 noon, if you buy any food, you will get a free chicken soup and cake."

"chicken soup!"

"pastry!"

Everyone suddenly became excited.

After their excitement calmed down a bit, she quickly said: "But the event doesn't start until 12 o'clock, so I would like to ask you to do a favor and send each person an extra soup and pastry later."

Everyone had tasted her craftsmanship, and everyone was interested. Ren Ming asked on behalf of everyone: "What's the deal?"

"I would like to ask you to help me go to the base to promote it. The event is only until 20 o'clock tonight. I hope all friends who are free can come and participate."

Although it's a bit troublesome to go back and forth, it's not difficult to help, not to mention the free delicious food.

Ren Ming discussed it with his friends, patted his chest and said, "No problem, boss, don't worry, we will let everyone know the news."

"Then it's up to you." She said gratefully and quickly cooked pancakes for them. "The pancakes are also free. Thank you for your hard work."

Ren Ming and others were even more satisfied. They ate pancakes to say goodbye to her, and took the time to go to Wutong Base to help her promote.

After waving goodbye to them, Jiang Yiyin returned to behind the chopping board to deal with the mutated pheasant.

She picked up the sharp knife and held down the mutated pheasant with her left hand. The tip of the knife lightly made slender wounds in several places on the chicken's body.

Then he put down the knife, groped with the slender fingers in the blades, grabbed the bone, twisted it, and pulled out a section of the bone completely.

She repeated this process and quickly took out all the chicken bones. The long and short bones piled up into a hill.

It's truly a mutated pheasant. She can eat it for several days based on her appetite.

Blanch the chicken rack, head, paws, and wing tips, then put it into an aluminum soup pot half a person's height, add water, add ginger slices and start making soup.

It was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and she still had to make pastries, so the remaining mutated pheasant meat couldn't be made too complicated.

Put the whole chicken into the pot, pour cold water, add cooking wine and green onions and ginger, cook until the water boils, then reduce the heat and simmer for eight minutes.

Then take out the cooked chicken, rinse it, and put it into ice water for later use.

Chop the chili pepper that is only as long as your little finger, chop the green onion, mince the coriander, mash the peanuts into a bowl, then add 4 tablespoons of light soy sauce, 1 tablespoon of chili oil, 1 tablespoon of vinegar, and 1 tablespoon of sesame oil and mix well.

After taking out the soaked chicken, drained the water, and cut it into small pieces of uniform thickness, she took out three packaging boxes, one large, two small, and put the pieces of chicken in, then took a spoon and poured the sauce on it carefully, ensuring that every A piece of chicken is soaked in it.

Finally, close the lid and put the three portions of saliva chicken into the cabinet.

At this time, the chicken soup had given off an alluring aroma. She bought the iron bar yam from the system mall, cleaned it, cut it into small pieces and put it into the soup.

Letting the chicken soup continue to simmer, Jiang Yiyin began to prepare cakes.

She didn't have much time, so she could only pick up the existing materials and make use of them.

Take out the frozen mung beans, boil them for twenty minutes, then turn them into mung bean paste. Strain them several times and put them into a pot. Turn on low heat and stir-fry continuously. Add sugar in batches along the way until you get a fine bean paste. .

Take a large flat plate, spread the bean paste on it, cover it with plastic wrap and put it in the freezer.

After making several big dishes in succession, it was already eleven o'clock.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she moved her shoulders, finally able to relax.

"System, next time you have a mission like this, please inform me earlier. Don't you want to prepare for the activity? What good can I do to you if I am exhausted!"

The system remained silent, and I don’t know if there was any reflection.

After resting for almost an hour, she got busy again.

She took out the cooled bean paste, inverted the plate, took out the bean paste, and cut it into mahjong-sized cubes. She took one to taste first.

The sweet but not greasy mung bean cake has delicate bean paste that melts in your mouth. The coolness instantly relieves the heat. She thinks the mung bean cake should be loved by everyone.

Unfortunately, the main ingredient, mung beans, was purchased from the system mall and cannot be used as the main force to complete the task.

She purchased a batch of suitably sized packaging boxes and placed the four mung bean cakes in each box neatly. She packed a total of 300 boxes.

I opened the lid of the chicken soup and took a look. The chicken soup was already golden in color, with a thick layer of fat floating on top.

In the original world, many people would have skimmed off this layer of oil before drinking soup, but considering the situation in the end of the world, she decided to leave this layer of chicken fat.

The chicken blood has solidified. After it was placed upside down on the chopping board, the knife cut across the chicken blood, and the chicken blood was divided into neat cubes, and all of them were poured into the chicken soup.

After adding salt, she scooped out a small bowl of soup and tasted it. The chicken soup was so fresh that her tongue dropped off, the chicken was tender and fragrant, the yam broke into pieces with a sip, and the chicken blood was fresh and soft. The combination was perfect.

Even though she had tasted countless delicacies from mountains and seas, she was still impressed by this bowl of soup.

“Oh my God, it smells so good!”

A loud cry came from the forest.