Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 225 Uncle Niu's Troubles

"Why are you here so early today?" Chen Nian asked with a smile.

"I used to need to practice, and since Master, you asked me to make noodles, I was busier than before every day, so I went to bed early at night, and I naturally got up early in the morning."

Chen Nian nodded: "It's not bad, you can have a good work and rest, but no matter what, you must ensure sleep, don't just sleep for a few hours a day just because you want to come early."

"Don't worry, master, I have my sense of proportion." He Hai washed his hands while talking.

Dry your hands after washing to avoid letting the moisture on your hands affect the accuracy of kneading.

Although this has little impact on He Mian, after all, Chen Nian has been doing this before, so as a disciple, he has to follow suit.

Now He Hai is very experienced in making noodles with scallion oil. Boiling scallion oil is very simple, the main thing is to pay attention to the noodles.

Moreover, making dough is also a laborious task. Even though he practiced a lot before, after the making, He Hai was so tired that his arms were a little sore.

But after waking up the noodles, he went to help Chen Nian process the ingredients.

He didn't just do the white case because Chen Nian entrusted him with the work of the white case.

And Chen Nian now needs to prepare breakfast.

After 06:30, people began to come to have breakfast one after another, and He Hai also took on the corresponding job.

At about [-]:[-], Xie Yu also came in a hurry.

At this time, He Hai went to cook the noodles, Xie Yu took care of the ingredients for lunch, and Feng Honghong took the order and collected the money.

Some elderly and elderly people still pay in cash for breakfast, because they are not used to using mobile phones, and secondly, they are not very good at using them.

From their point of view, using a mobile phone has to be poked a little bit, where is the convenience of paying directly?
"Xiao He, when did you come?" Xie Yu asked suspiciously. He asked himself that it was not too late. Chen Nian asked him to arrive at eight or nine, and now he came at six fifty , Looking at the dough in the kitchen, it has already been alive, and even some meat has been washed when I came here.

"It's not that early, it's almost [-]:[-]."

Hearing this, Xie Yu couldn't help sighing, young people nowadays are energetic, and they never heard him say that they would be there after five o'clock, but now that he came, He Hai immediately rolled up.

"Niuuuuuuuuuu!" Xie Yu asked himself that he couldn't come so early. After all, his wife was pregnant now, so he had to take care of her at night, and didn't dare to sleep too hard. If he could come before seven o'clock in the morning, it would be fine.

Of course, Chen Nian didn't know that Xie Yu already had a wife and even a child.

He has no relevant experience, so he can't ask about it.

But since Chen Nian's dream this time was about Rouge Goose Preserved, there were no system-recommended dishes on the wall.

But apart from that, Chen Nian also learned some other dishes, such as stir-fried artemisia, water shield soup, stewed potatoes with braised pork, stewed plums and vegetables.

But he thought about it again. Anyway, the store is going to expand soon, and it needs to be renovated at that time, and it will be added after the decoration is completed.

Most of the people who come to have breakfast are the regular customers from before.

Among them is Uncle Niu who often dances in the square.

Speaking of Uncle Niu, he was a regular customer here when he was the chef of Lao Chen before Honghong Restaurant. Later, after Chen Nian was made, Uncle Niu was a little skeptical of Chen Nian's cooking skills at first, but since he ate it once After Chen Nian made Mapo Tofu, he completely believed that Xiao Chen had completely inherited Lao Chen's mantle.

But when Uncle Niu came today, he looked a little depressed.

At this time, Chen Nian happened to be in the kitchen, and he had nothing else to do. The fried fritters were enough, so he took the time to ask, "Master Niu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look listless today?"

Uncle Niu sighed, sat down on the stool with his face drooping, and put the speaker that he had been holding in his right hand on the table: "Don't mention it, when I went to dance in the small park today, I found that the women who used to dance with me all the time Go find another old man."

"Why? Is it because you don't have any new songs or dances recently, Mr. Niu?"

"It's not at all!" Uncle Niu said, "It's because another old man's speakers are bigger than mine."

While talking, he gestured: "Such a big guy! It's like pulling a box. I was puzzled. He won't be tired pulling such a big speaker? And he is so strong and he wants to grab the territory from me. Why is he Why don't you go play with those old men playing on the horizontal bar?"

"But those old women are really serious. They obviously like the most dazzling national style and the little apple in my speaker, so I play it for them every day. As a result, today the old man's speaker is playing something messed up, and they don't care. I feel noisy."

"What song is that old man playing?" Chen Nian asked curiously.

"I don't know! I've never heard of it! Let me have a bowl of tofu nao and two fried dough sticks." Uncle Niu said while ordering.

"Okay, right away." Feng Honghong replied over there.

And Chen Nian was still a little curious: "How did you sing that song?"

"How did you sing..." Uncle Liu thought for a while and began to hum: "Confidence shines, my sister is a queen or something."

As soon as Chen Nian heard it, he immediately understood: "Uncle Niu, you are outdated. How many years ago are your songs? They obviously came prepared, you have to fix some popular songs now! "

"I don't know what's popular now." Uncle Niu said.

"Let me think about it, the drunken butterfly, the wild wolf brother, the storm of love, the shrimp and so on."

Uncle Niu suddenly realized: "Okay, then I'll go back and try."

And Chen Nian also said firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Niu, it will definitely be fine, but you should also upgrade your equipment when the time comes. There is no need for new ones, and second-hand ones are also very cost-effective."

"Okay, then I'll try when I go back."

Then the tofu nao was served, and the uncle Niu also started to eat it. After all, he was getting old, so he didn't put much chili, but just ordered a few drops of chili oil in it.

Then smash the whole piece of tofu nao inside with a spoon, and the seasoning is mixed with the white tofu nao, forming a sharp contrast in color.

The soft and tender tofu brain will tremble with a little movement, and it will shatter with a little force.

Uncle Niu just drank it with a spoon, and dipped the fritters into it from time to time to soak for 1 to 2 seconds before taking it out.

The crunchy aroma of fried dough sticks and the mellow aroma of tofu nao blend together in one bite, and you can't stop it at all.

(End of this chapter)