Continuation: He and her are close at hand
I have been working in the kitchen for a few hours, and now I am responsible for cooking a dish. Standing by the stove, Xiaoying is sweating all over her head while wearing only a thin piece of clothes.
The double-cooked pork is a representative of Sichuan cuisine and can be regarded as one of the essences of Sichuan cuisine. It must be cooked with "smashed stir-frying", and stir-fry slices of meat of uniform size and thickness until it turns into rolls. Sichuan people are commonly known as "Dengzhanwoer", which is considered a qualified double-cooked pork.
Xiaoying held the pot in one hand and the spoon in the other hand, mastering the heat skillfully and steadily, shaking the iron pot in her hand over the heat repeatedly, and throwing the ingredients in the pot into the air and then falling back. This is a scene that many people have seen on TV, but it is still a bit difficult to operate in real life. People without some skills cannot do this... Not to mention other things, this hand strength alone is extraordinary.
If it were Xiaoying in the past, it would be a slight idea to do this, but now her body is not as good as before. She is thin and has not taken good care of her body after being seriously injured. Her physical condition has become very poor. It is quite difficult for her to sway the dishes in the pot in the air with an iron pot like she did just now.
The meat in the pot was rolled up, and the fresh garlic sprouts were put into the pot. After frying on high heat, it was time to start the pot.
After Xiaoying put the dishes on the plate, Master Wu was very pleased to see this mouth-watering refrying meat... Xiaoying is not only his apprentice, but also his good helper. Xiaoying is in the kitchen, which is more effective than the other two young men. Just talking about this refrying meat, A Xiang and Zheng Bin used to stir-fry, but they are not as good as Xiaoying's stir-frying meat in any aspect.
The double-cooked pork ranks first in Sichuan cuisine, and every household in Sichuan can stir-fry the double-cooked pork. It is precisely because of this that it is even more difficult to make this dish well and make people feel surprised. Xiaoying's double-cooked pork has a very high score in the eyes of Master Wu, a big expert.
Xiaoying's forehead was constantly sweating and her face was flushed. Even if she was a little nervous, it was because it was too hot. The kitchen of the small restaurant was not as good as that of a high-end restaurant. The ventilation was poor and it was very hot. In addition, Xiaoying was wearing a mask, and sweat was even hotter.
"Master, look, is this... okay?" Xiaoying looked at Wu Guoli with clear eyes, showing a little nervousness and expectation.
A Xiang and Zheng Bin were still working next to him, but both of them were focusing on Master Wu at the same time. Seeing him pick up a piece of refilled meat and put it in his mouth, they couldn't help but frown at the same time, hoping that Master Wu's tasted the result was "bad".
Since Xiaoying is a novice here, she will not be sent directly to the dining table after cooking a dish. Instead, she has to be tasted in advance by Master Wu, thinking that she will be allowed to take it out only if she can pass the test. This is Master Wu’s power and his principle in doing things. It can be seen that being able to become a top chef is not only for cooking, but more importantly, he has a sense of responsibility for food.
Last time when Fan Di came, Master Wu asked Xiaoying to act as the second chef temporarily and fry two dishes. There was a double-cooked pork at that time, but today's double-cooked pork is more advanced than last time...
Wu Guoli was chewing the meat in his mouth. First, his expression was dull, and then he nodded slightly before asking the waiter to bring the dish out.
Xiaoying breathed a sigh of relief and said while wiping her sweat, "Master, is there anything else I need to do?"
Master Wu looked at Xiaoying and waved his hand: "Don't do anything now. Go out and have some breath. Look at your sweat, so drink some water."
Xiaoying looked at the master gratefully and silently left the kitchen. In fact, she really needed to rest. She worked hard for several hours without drinking a sip of water and not sitting down to rest. Now her feet are weak.
Xiaoying poured a glass of boiled water, went out from the back door of the restaurant, and then went in and continued to work.
The kitchen was hot, but the autumn wind was roaring outside. As soon as I opened the back door, a cool breeze came towards me. Xiaoying couldn't help but shivering, and at the same time, a feeling of dizziness came.
I hurriedly held the wall to stabilize my body, and my whole body was weak and I felt like I was about to fall back. I didn’t feel uncomfortable when I was working, but I had problems after stopping. I was sweating, but now I feel very cold.
What's wrong? Xiaoying touched her forehead, it was so hot, but was it because she had worked in the kitchen for several hours or was she sick?
Nowadays, my body is not as bad as before, my foundation is worse and my physique is weak. If I get sick, it would be too bad. If I delay work, my boss will definitely deduct her wages again...
Xiaoying sighed in her heart, poured the water from the cup into her stomach with big mouthfuls, and then stood up with difficulty.
"Hold on for a while, when the customer leaves, go to the pharmacy opposite to buy medicine... Maybe I caught a cold when I was sleeping last night." Xiaoying muttered silently, forcing herself to cheer up and go to work... She only had three minutes of rest.
Master Wu was busy cooking, but only saw Xiaoying coming back, but he didn't pay close attention to her abnormality. Moreover, she was wearing a mask, so others wouldn't see how scary her face was now.
We continued to be a helper for the master, and everyone worked together to make the guests at this table of bags eat happily and satisfied tonight. This is the same idea between Master Wu and Xiaoying, but sometimes things are often the opposite.
"Master Wu...Master Wu..." A waitress's anxious voice came, and it sounded like something was going on.
"What are you doing in a panic? Say it slowly if you have something to do." Master Wu glanced at the waitress in red at the kitchen door and continued to cook.
"Qiuxia, what happened? It's so anxious." A Xiang also asked curiously.
"The customer said he wanted to replace the plate of refilled meat just now!" Qiu Xia looked at Xiaoying angrily: "It's all your fault. There is a hair in the refilled meat, which looks disgusting. Who can eat it? Now, replace the whole plate of refilled meat. When the boss comes back, you'll wait to be scolded!"
"What? Have hair?" Master Wu's face changed and he subconsciously looked at Xiaoying. It happened that the boiled fish in his hand had been put into the pot.
Xiaoying was also shocked and stood there on the spot...How could she have hair? She always wore a hat, and she took the food from the pot. After careful examination, there was no problem. Where did the hair come from?
But now it is not about how to get in the hair, but about finding a way to solve the problem.
In the hall outside, Shui Han and the others were all looking at the cooked meat in front of them.
The golden and shiny slices of meat and the bright and white garlic sprouts are a dish that makes people feel very appetizing, but there is a hair about seven or eight inches long that is horizontally located in the middle of a pile of slices of meat. You can see it at a glance. How can it not affect people's appetite? Can chopsticks still be used to put them in?
Everyone at the table frowned. He was originally looking forward to the re-cooked pork, but now he was very disappointed.
Master Wu brought the boiled fish out with water, with a smile and a gentle expression. He put the fish on the table and apologized to the guests immediately.
"I'm really sorry for everyone. It's our negligence. I'll exchange the pot meat this time. Should I fry another pot meat or another dish?"
The store’s attitude has a very important orientation for customers. Shui Han and the others will not deliberately make things difficult for them as humble as Master Wu.
"Prefer to stir-fry another serving of the refried meat."
"Yes, yes, just cook the meat again. This plate of meat actually looks delicious and smells fragrant. If it weren't for the hair, I wouldn't help but eat a few more pieces." Tong Fei said as she licked her lips, saliva greedily.
Master Wu's smile remained unchanged, nodded and agreed, reaching out to bring over the refried meat on the table.
"I'll use it slowly. This is our restaurant's signature dish boiled fish. It tastes pretty good... Everyone has a happy meal. I hope this plate of re-cooked meat will not affect my mood." Master Wu was very polite and spoke very well, which made the table of people's attention shift to re-cooked fish. Naturally, the matter of re-cooked meat will be ignored soon.
"Okay, it's okay, let's continue eating, let's get the meat back on quickly." Yan Jiyun spoke, but his faint tone had the final say, indicating that the matter would pass.
Boiled fish really improves everyone's enjoyment index. They all eat very happily. Even those two cute little ones can eat a few pieces and are not afraid of spicy food.
The tender fish meat was so fragrant. Tong Fei nodded repeatedly and kept saying that she had eaten such authentic and delicious Sichuan fish for a long time. Before she finished her meal, she was thinking about coming to eat it next time.
Shui Han and Yan Jiyun also had comfortable expressions on their faces, saying that they were so spicy that they were authentic and delicious.
Although Fandi also buried his head in his mouth, his eyes couldn't help but aim at the place where the meat was put back in the pot before... Unfortunately, the dish with hair in the plate of pot was so obvious that it would be disgusting, so no one moved the plate of meat. But he would not forget that the dish he had eaten last time had the meat, and today it was still the dish he ordered. Because... he remembered that the meat with pot was fried here very much like the taste that Xiaoying had made.
In the kitchen, A Xiang and Zheng Bin both condemned Xiaoying, sarcastic and spoke very unpleasantly.
"I've long said she's a waste, I'm right!"
"It's so embarrassing. We usually cook very hygienic. She actually lost a piece of her hair and went in. It's so disgusting..."
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Xiaoying stood aside without refuting. She was thinking. She couldn't figure out how her hair got into the dish? Did she fall in it by accident? This was the dish she cooked. If something went wrong, she would feel uncomfortable. Even if it was just a piece of hair, it seemed like a trivial matter, but she knew very well that this matter would definitely become an excuse for the boss. Whether it was her fault or not, she would be deducted from her salary...
Master Wu came in and without saying a word, put the plate of refried meat with hair falling into it on the stove, and then started to fry another portion.
The master's silence made Xiaoying feel a little nervous. She wanted to explain, and wanted to say that she didn't find her hair when she loaded the plate. But would the master think she was shirking responsibility?
Xiaoying was relieved when she saw the plate of re-cooked meat clearly... At this moment, she was sure that it was not her fault! Because the hair was too obvious, you could see it at a glance. If she accidentally fell into it, the plate of meat would have been discovered by her and Master Wu when she was in the kitchen. She remembered that the master even picked up a piece of meat to try it. This shows that the hair fell into the plate after this dish left the kitchen.
Xiaoying thought about this and felt much more at ease and more confident.
Chapter completed!