Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 70 Reaction of Noodles with Scallion Oil

"Eat with it?"

"Oh yes."

"This is noodles with scallion oil."

Xiao Jing suddenly realized that he seemed to have a bit of a headache just now, and it was too late to revise the thesis yesterday. Although it has been Tianlin for three years now, as a student of Tianlin for three years, the situation of the graduation thesis revision has not improved.

A 5% duplicate check is simply killing him.

Originally, Xiao Jing thought he had written a beautiful paper, but after the revision, it was completely changed.

It's like when your child was just born, the hospital said no, your child will not be able to leave the hospital if he looks like this, and needs to be adjusted slightly, but it turns out to be a Zambian baby directly after the whole process.

No one can accept this.

But those troubles still have to be scratched when I go back to school. Now is the time to enjoy the food, and I can't let these unappetizing things affect me.

Hurry up, pick up the chopsticks and start mixing noodles.

Although the technique is a little rusty and may be lacking in technique, it is better in youth, strength and high frequency.

Even if you can't mix the noodles according to the best texture every time, you still get the color of soy sauce on every noodle by rolling it a few times.

Every time you mix it, Xiao Jing can smell a little more fragrance.

Stir until it is completely even. The #CD853F brown soy sauce hangs evenly on the noodles, and the green onion dotted is the finishing touch. Without these #32CD32 green onions, the overall surface will be slightly dull.

Green itself is brightening and whitening.

But just like this, it will make the whole bowl of noodles look a little bit out of place.

However, the scorched green onions of #959595 are looming and tightly sandwiched by the smooth and well-proportioned noodles, which makes the overall tone a little bit more.

Simply the perfect bowl of noodles.

Picking up the chopsticks slowly with chopsticks, the flexible noodles approached the nasal cavity in an instant, and a strong fragrance came to the nostrils.

It whets the appetite.

Stomach growling wildly.

Xiao Jing opened his mouth, put the chopstick noodles into his mouth, and sucked it in!
The noodles dipped in scallion oil were extremely smooth at the moment, with just a light inhalation, all of them entered the mouth.

The subtle sweetness of sauce and caramel fills the mouth.

The noodles are chewy and chewy, and every taste bud on the tip of the tongue is cheering.

Xiao Jing asked himself that he was not the kind of person who particularly liked soy sauce.

He has eaten Chaoshan beef hot pot dipped in soy sauce and sand tea, and copper hot pot dipped in sesame sauce in the north, but the most popular one is oil dish hot pot.

In contrast, Xiao Jing likes the delicious meat of the beef hot pot very much, but he is disrespectful to the soy sauce dish.

But now, he felt that his XP seemed to have changed a bit.

This soy sauce and scallion noodles seem to be really good!
After swallowing a sip, there is still a long aftertaste in the mouth.

Xiao Jing subconsciously looked at the menu on the wall.

Noodles with scallion oil, eight yuan.

Boss Immortal, such delicious scallion noodles are still in Chengdu, 15 is not too much, right?

But the boss actually only needs 8 yuan.

Only then did Xiao Jing remember to post on Moments.

He looked at the table next to him calmly, as if someone was already preparing to take out his mobile phone to take a picture!
"Can't lose!"

This thought flashed through Xiao Jing's mind!

Then he quickly took out the phone, and even had no time to change the filter, only had time to adjust the screen to a square, and quickly found a good angle.

"Crack~"

Open Moments.

upload image.

With text:

"The latest battle report of the Pioneer of Honghong Hotel Exploration:
There is a new dish, noodles with scallion oil, so delicious! "

Click Send.

Satisfied.

Start eating noodles.

After Xiao Jing ate half of it, he found his mouth was a little dry, so he asked for a bottle of mineral water.

The reason why he didn't ask for Coke was because he still had a plate of mapo tofu left untouched.

To eat mapo tofu, of course, it still needs to be served with rice.

Even though he ate a bowl of noodles, Xiao Jing felt that he could finish it with his hard work, after all, he was a young man.

Finally, Xiao Jing paid 12 yuan and just prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Nian suddenly called out from the kitchen.

"What's the matter, is my money less?"

"That's not true." Chen Nian said, pointing to the QR code on the wall, "Download this, you are still in college, easy to become a target, don't be fooled by installing such a software on your phone."

"Okay, I'll get off now." Xiao Jing downloaded the download and looked at Chen Nian who was busy in the kitchen again: "Boss, I didn't realize that, you have also become a regular army."

"Everyone is responsible."

"Go slowly, come again next time."

Chen Nian greeted the other party without raising his head.

After adding noodles today, I am extremely busy at work, that is to say, I have many years of experience, otherwise I would really be too busy alone.

Opening a restaurant requires a certain speed to serve food, otherwise customers will complain if they wait too long.

Over time, I will not come here to eat.

And the serving is slow, and the table turning is also slow.

If the turnaround is slow, there will be fewer people eating, and less money will be made.

Chen Nian wished he could split himself into two people.

However, even with such a high-intensity operation, Chen Nian survived, but after all, he is still a human being, and Chen Nian inevitably had a few times when the seasoning tasted slightly worse on the way.

But fortunately, the guests did not eat it.

Chen Nian didn't say anything either.

Opening a restaurant will inevitably make mistakes, and I am not a saint, so it is impossible to be perfect in everything.

Although he aspires to become the king of rolls, it's not that he doesn't give himself a little bit of fault tolerance.

Finally finished the busy work.

"Son, are you tired at noon today?"

"Indeed, the main thing this time is to add noodles. Otherwise, if it's cooking, you can still be busy. But the newly recruited person came in the afternoon, and it will probably be better in the evening."

Chen Nian said.

"Well, let's have scallion noodles for lunch. I haven't eaten noodles for several days. I just saw that the guests ate very delicious."

Chen Nian couldn't help laughing: "Mom, do you know what this is called?"

"What?"

"Oh, mom, it smells so good."

Chen Nian imitated that classic philosophical line in his substandard Northeast dialect.

Feng Honghong rolled her eyes for a while.

In the end, Chen Nian honestly made a bowl of scallion noodles for his mother.

As a result, my mother, a native of Sichuan who always likes to eat rice, is full of praise!

Although my own braised pork is kept at a distance by my mother, the noodles with scallion oil are still acceptable.

However, after taking a few bites, my mother still felt that the taste was a bit too bland.

Then let Chen Nian go to the back kitchen to cut a stick of millet pepper and put it in, and then mixed it again. Only then did Feng Honghong feel that this was the taste she wanted most in her heart.

After eating and resting for a while, the man who applied for the job before came again.

This time he not only came, but also brought a chef's clothes.

"This is the work uniform I was forced to buy by the company in the past. Fortunately, there are no words on it. I just wear this here, and it is cleaner."

Chen Nian nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the other party's attitude.

Then take a copy of the other party's ID card and health certificate.

Look at the names above.

"He Sen."

(End of this chapter)