Chapter 205 The Small Broken Shop in the Alley Part 4
The boss lifted the lid of the casserole by its tip, and a fragrant aroma hit his nostrils.
Each piece of braised pork in the casserole is as thick as two knuckles, ruddy in color, and crystal clear, like oversized carat rubies, shining with a charming luster.
"Try it quickly. Isn't the braised pork I made delicious?" The boss, still holding the lid in his hand, has already begun to urge the guests to taste the delicious food.
Thick oily red sauce is the essence of local cuisine in Modu. Almost every household will make such a braised pork dish, but the details are different and the taste will be different.
Huang Nuan had already selected a piece of fat and thin meat with her eyes, and picked it up with her chopsticks. The fat of the meat kept shaking with her movements, as if it would fall off the tip of the chopsticks in the next second. She hurriedly Putting it in her mouth, the sweet aroma of oil filled her entire mouth. She couldn't help but close her eyes and feel the taste in her mouth.
The braised pork has been stir-fried with sugar, giving the meat a slightly crispy texture. The excess fat has been removed from the fat meat. The lean meat is stewed until it is tender and mixed with the fat meat. There is no greasy taste at all. , it just felt elastic, and it melted in the mouth after a slight sip.
The sweetness is also just right. Although Huang Nuan is from the south, she is a little bit grateful for sweets because she has gained weight. But in her opinion, this braised pork is just too sweet. , one point less will make it lighter, and there is the aroma of white wine in it, which made her eat three pieces in a row and still couldn't put down her chopsticks...
"Ah Nuan, I can't eat any more." Yu Jian used the back of his chopsticks to interrupt her hand that was still reaching for the casserole. Seeing her suspicious look, she shook her head, "You can't eat too much meat. There are quail eggs in it." , you can eat a few more if you like.”
Since Grandma Yu fell ill, Yu Jian has learned a lot about health care. Although braised pork tastes good, it is not advisable to eat too much.
However, the boss explained: "The braised pork here is made from black pork, most of the fat has been drained off, and it is also made with yellow rock sugar and sorghum wine. Girls don't have to worry about gaining weight even if they eat a few more pieces."
Look -
Even the boss said it was no problem.
Huang Nuan waved away her blocking hand, and inserted the chopsticks firmly into the meat in the casserole. When he picked it up, he still felt that it was not enough, so he dipped a lot of thick sauce in the bottom of the pot, put them all into his mouth, and waited. After chewing, he still felt that it was not enough, so he winked at the boss: "Can you give me a bowl of rice?"
At this time, even Chen Xinyi cast disapproving looks.
Just an hour and a half ago, she had just swept away all the xiaolongbao brought back by Yu Jian. Looking at her faintly visible belly, Chen Xinyi sneered twice: "It seems that someone's My weight is going to skyrocket again!”
Huang Nuan:!!! Is it over yet? I can’t let people eat well!!!
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It was already dinner time, and Yu Jian and the others were the only guests at the table. The boss watched them happily and chatted with them from time to time.
Seeing that he didn't care whether there were any customers, Yu Jian asked insinuatingly, "Are you the only one in the store?"
The boss smiled and looked at her clearly: "There is also my wife, but she has gone to work, so I am basically the only one during the day." He added, "The two of us opened this store purely to fulfill our childhood dream. "
He looked at the thin sapling outside the door, his eyes fixed.
The boss’s name is Fang Zilu. He and his wife grew up together and are truly childhood sweethearts. The Fang family is a big family with a shrewd system unique to the locals. During the Republic of China, they made a lot of money from foreigners in the concession. When the country is stabilized
, and accumulated wealth by buying and selling properties. After making enough money, the heads of the Fang family began to think about how to make the family prosperous. At that time, it was the period of restructuring of state-owned hotels, so they cruelly bought them all, and then
Professional managers were hired to take care of it.
Nowadays in Shanghai, even Jiangnan, when mentioning the Fang family, who wouldn’t give a thumbs up to the famous Xiangyuan Hotel?
Fang Zilu grew up in such an environment. His father was in charge of three restaurants. Whether he had ordinary meals or banquets at home, they were always in his own restaurant. His college entrance banquet, teacher appreciation banquet, and even wedding banquets, as long as
If he wanted to have other choices, his father would always respond coldly: "What? Xiangyuan Hotel has treated you badly?"
Over time, not only he, but also his wife felt resentful. One day, his wife asked him: "Do you still remember an essay you wrote when you were in elementary school?"
Fang Zilu: "Which one?"
"Your father, the last part."
Fang Zilu slowly recalled: My father, he is very capable and manages the family restaurant to prosper. But I am not convinced. In the future, I will definitely open a restaurant of my own and then defeat him severely. From then on
From now on, my family can only eat in my restaurant...
"Ouch... How come you still remember this after so many years?" Fang Zilu couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and scratched his wife's nose.
Unexpectedly, his wife took him seriously. She stood up, straightened his face and said, "Let's open a restaurant."
So, this nondescript Xiangfu restaurant was opened. His wife is a white-collar worker in a foreign company, and she is only free on weekends and holidays, so Fang Zilu takes on most of the responsibilities. Although it is hard work, both of them are very satisfied. Every plant and tree here is
They all arranged it with their own hands.
"So that's it..." Huang Nuan listened with interest, "Boss, your craftsmanship is very good, this restaurant will definitely become very popular in the future."
Fang Zilu smiled and clasped his fists: "Good luck!"
Yu Jian looked at the boss who was joking with Huang Nuan, and his face was filled with a relaxed smile. Times will not treat everyone with dreams badly, and she also believes that one day, this Xiangfu restaurant can also become an industry leader.
's leader.
When paying the bill, the boss gave a discount on the stock. Huang Nuan was pleasantly surprised, but also felt a little embarrassed. After all, they only had one table of customers at noon. When he took out his mobile phone to pay the bill, he stubbornly paid a little more.
The boss pretended to be displeased and said: "You look down on me, don't you? This is a dream! Can dreams be measured in money?"
Huang Nuan: "You can't make a living out of your dreams, and you can't do a loss-making business."
The boss thought about it for a while, and it was right. He took out a few things from behind and handed them to Huang Nuan: "Here, the mango pudding I just made this morning is a gift." Seeing her hesitating whether to accept it or not, he became confused.
He stuffed it into her hand and said, "I make this with raw milk. Xiangyuan Restaurant sells dozens of them. Take it and take it. I will regret it later..."
Huang Nuan finally accepted it. Before leaving the house, he figured something was wrong. He turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that dreams can't be measured by money? Why do you regret it again??"