Fighting

Qiao Yun sat for a while and chatted with Manager Ding for a while. The two of them were already carrying the basket back to the backyard of the restaurant.

"Shopkeeper, I've bought the meat!" As soon as I entered the door, the two young men shouted happily.

Manager Ding stood up and smiled sincerely: "Hehe, I'm going to have to worry about you next!"

Qiao Yun followed a few people to the kitchen, and Chef Bao handed over a new apron. When Qiao Yun saw that it was cut from pink linen, it was still a size smaller, and she was just right to wear it.

Chef Bao also smiled and said, "We think that there are still many cooking times when you come here in the future. It's not a big deal to always ask you to wear our aprons. So I asked my wife to make one for you. I want to make so many dishes this time, so don't worry, and you can just send me the guy in the kitchen!"

"You are so kind!" Qiao Yun was very happy. While wearing an apron for herself, she said cheerfully: "Then I'm not polite to arouse people! Who can help me grind a little rice noodles first? Don't have more, just a plate." Qiao Yun handed out a shallow-mouthed porcelain plate, and soon a young man volunteered to come forward to pick up the plate to grind the rice noodles.

Qiao Yun reminded: "Don't grind it too fine! This is to be wrapped outside the ribs. If it is too fine, it will not taste."

"I know!"

While this person was going to grind rice noodles, Qiao Yun began to prepare other dishes, while working on her hands, while teaching the key points verbally. The spacious kitchen was filled with smoke, revealing a strong fireworks. The sunlight shone in through the window and sprinkled on everyone's face, placing the smile on their faces with gold glory.

"Remember me to mix sweet and sour sauce with one, two, three, four, five, one spoonful of rice wine, two spoonfuls of sauce, three spoonfuls of sugar, four spoonfuls of vinegar, and five spoonfuls of water. If it is a dish that needs to be stewed with sweet and sour pork ribs, use cooked sauce, and if it is just used to pour the sauce, then change it to a light-colored raw sauce."

"This roasted pork ribs originally needed to be ground with silice into powder and salt and marinated for three hours in advance! But it was too late, so I put them here first and then roast them after the other dishes were finished. You can cover it with a layer of oil paper, watch it very well, and the smell will be gone carefully!"

"The pork with rice wine must be tied with a thin string, with the skin facing downwards, so that the meat will not loosen easily. Don't add water, just pour the rice wine over! When boiling, put a handful of stone honey, so that the stewed meat will look good in color!"

"Don't cook the pork with white garlic and meat thoroughly when cooking. Just nine cents. After taking it out, it will cover it to nine cents by itself, so that it will not grow old after it cools down!"

Chef Bao and a few chefs who usually touched the pot were all around Qiao Yun at this moment, focusing on using their eyes and ears, hoping to put what she said immediately into their minds.

Qiao Yun was busy, waving the spatula, and her movements were extremely sophisticated. From time to time, she would dip the sauce she picked out with chopsticks for Chef Bao to taste the taste, and almost all of her praise could get him. Of course, there were some dishes that would adjust according to Chef Bao’s experience to the taste of the locals.

She almost sent everyone to run errands in the kitchen.

"It's almost done here!" Qiao Yun put the ribs wrapped in seasoning rice noodles into the steamer, rolled up the sleeves, and said, "The ribs are also marinated. Who will help me get it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a plate was handed in front of him, accompanied by a young male voice: "Give it."

"Oh, thank you." This speed was so fast that Qiao Yun couldn't help but glance at the man.

Unexpectedly, the man was also looking at him, with a little inquiring look. Seeing Qiao Yun’s eyes handing over, he quickly lowered his head, looking taciturn.

Qiao Yun felt a little uneasy inexplicably, feeling that this young man had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember him.

But she couldn't let her think about it carefully. A young man who had been quick to start the charcoal stove and pulled her to the charcoal stove to see her roasting ribs.

Qiao Yun had no choice but to temporarily press her mind and put the ribs on the grill with a smile.

"There is nothing to say about roasting ribs, just turn them more. The important thing is to apply a layer of honey water to make it look good! When the ribs are roasted with a little sweetness, it can better set off the fragrance of silence fennel. There are no shops here to use silence fennel barbecue, right?"

The silensis is not cumin, it is cumin. It will take a little later to spread from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, but Qiao Yun didn’t know why this thing appeared on the seasoning rack of Dingshiji.

But when I think of the boss lady who once traveled around the world, it seems that everything is not uncommon.

Sure enough, Chef Bao gave a positive answer.

"No! Most people here just sprinkle some salt and eat it with garlic sauce. Larger restaurants will use pepper, but we are the only ones that season the sacrificial fennel and pepper like us."

Manager Ding couldn't help but silence sired when he heard this: "This is a private supply channel established by the owner! She now has twenty-five or six caravans under her command, specializing in transporting seasonings from all over the world!"

OK.

While turning the ribs, Qiao Yun brushed them with honey water, feeling the strange fragrance that cumin would burst out in the blazing high temperature, while secretly complaining in her heart.

Even if the boss’s wife doesn’t open a restaurant, it’s good to start a logistics company.

When will she be able to do business to this extent?

As the roasted ribs were released, more than a dozen dishes that could almost be called "whole pig feast" were all on the table. Dingshiji used two square tables to form a large long table in the courtyard, and then they barely placed the plates so that they would not stack them on two layers.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were no guests in front of him, Manager D quickly called back the tea doctors who had run away in front of him and let them taste the feast of today.

The dishes on the table were steaming hot and the meat was fragrant, making people scream in their intestines. The young guys were all swallowing their saliva desperately.

Although the salary paid by Dingshiji is enough and even a house is included, who doesn’t have a family to raise? These long-term workers have to put it on for several days before they can afford to eat a meal of meat at home. When they are hungry, they can only go to the restaurant to spend a few cents to order a pig into the water.

When have they seen such a scene? It was not the New Year or the Festival, and there was such a large table of meat dishes in the restaurant for them to taste at will!

However, no matter how anxious he was, everyone was very restrained. No one had to wait for Manager Ding to speak.

"Why are you standing there? Eat!" Manager Ding clapped his hands with a smile.

This sound made everyone rush to stretch out their chopsticks to grab the meat from the plate as if they had received some military order.

"Good guy, this blind bag can make your tongue fresh!"

"The sweet and sour pork ribs are also good, they are a little sweet. I think women and children love to eat them."

"Hey hey, who? One person is not enough to divide the roasted pork ribs. Why did you get two? I'll share it with one bite!"

Seeing the dishes she made are so popular, anyone will be very satisfied, and Qiao Yun is no exception.

She was happily watching the group of people snatching the dishes on the table. Manager Ding pulled her and pointed to the wing room beside her. Qiao Yun understood and followed Manager Ding to settle the score as usual.

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