Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 327
Facing the shopkeeper's pickiness, Du Jinglun smiled and said nothing, and started to work.

A good-looking person is surrounded by smoke, and the whole back kitchen looks different.

Du Jinglun asked Nan Zhi to hold the crock tightly. In order to achieve a blockbuster idea, Du Jinglun made the most labor-intensive dish, Fushouquan.

This dish is a gluttonous nephew, everything is added to it, and it tastes really good.

Most of them are sea things, and he is here to sell sea things.

Fish, sea cucumber, fish lips, mushrooms, tendons, cuttlefish, scallops, scallops, or eggs can be added, you can add as much as you want, and when they are gathered together, add some cooking wine and simmer in broth made.

It tastes soft and moist, rich in meaty aroma, meaty but not greasy, and tastes delicious.

When the finished product came out, Du Jinglun was amazed, my mother, it was so delicious!

Sea food is really good, but some people tend to get rashes after eating it, so you should tell the boss clearly about this.

It's not so easy to stew a can of good food, and the restaurant has already had customers coming to eat one after another, and the back kitchen is busy.

The group of them could only stay in a small corner of the back kitchen, covering a small stove, fanning the fan slowly, the sound of gurgling in the crock sounded particularly warm and healing.

When the shopkeeper saw a few of them, he felt it was an eyesore, especially as there were more and more guests outside, and the back kitchen became busy.

He thought that these people left after frying two dishes, but it turned out that they have been tossing for so long.

When the time comes to refuse, the face will be a little ugly.

At most, buy a little fish sauce at most.

It was very hot in the back kitchen, and everyone was sweating profusely. While stewing fushouquan, Du Jinglun made a cold dish with stinky fish sauce and put dogwood on it. The smell had a little fragrance.

Du Jinglun looked at the small crabs marinated in stinky fish sauce that he made, and felt that he was really a genius.

Raw marinated small crabs are really delicious. It's a dark dish when you eat it. After eating it for a few days, the more you eat, the more addictive it becomes!

If these things cannot be sold, he will open a restaurant by himself.

Everyone in the kitchen: ...

Hey, what's all this?
"Grumbling..."

The food in the clay pot exuded a fragrance, faint, not a strong fragrance, but it soon permeated the entire back kitchen, but a thick fragrance.

"Hey, it's so fragrant!" The shopkeeper raised the curtain and smelled it, "Give me a taste."

"Okay." Du Jinglun made a bowl full and handed it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took it, and the aroma became stronger, making people salivate.

He ignored the heat and started to eat it. It was so hot that he could only inhale. It was full of meaty aroma, and he was so satisfied. The wordless sense of satisfaction was simply intoxicating.

Du Jinglun filled a bowl for the child, walked such a long way, and once the child entered the back kitchen, it was like entering his own home, uncle and brother shouted, many, many questions.

Ask, master, what do you do?

What can be done in the back kitchen, Du Jinglun thought to himself.

Then Nanzhi got a lot of answers, the one who cut vegetables, the one who handled the fire, the one who washed the dishes, and the one who called the menu...

Du Jinglun: ...

How many people would he have to invite to open a restaurant?

Nan Zhi gave Du Jinglun a thumbs up while eating, "It's delicious, uncle, it's delicious."

The other cooks scooped some out of it one by one to taste, especially the soup, which was really mellow and delicious.

"Shopkeeper, it's really good, it's a tonic, but it takes too much effort." A chef smacked his lips and said.

"Yeah, it really took a lot of effort." Although it was delicious, I didn't want to make such a dish at all.

Du Jinglun said: "Hurry up and make a big clay pot, make more at a time, and it's good to scoop some up if the guests want it."

"Shopkeeper, there are customers outside asking if there are any new dishes. They smell the fragrance and want to try it." The waiter walked to the back kitchen and said.

The shopkeeper took a look at the clay pot and found that it had been eaten clean, and there was only a little soup left.

The shopkeeper said: "You tell the customers that new dishes will be served tomorrow."

I have no choice but to buy it.

"This is raw marinated small crab made of stinky fish sauce, you can try it."

Treasurer: ? ? ?
No, no, no.

take away!

Du Jinglun shook his head regretfully, and got up by himself. The raw pickles were so delicious that he couldn't stop.

The raw meat in the capital is light, and the emphasis is on the original taste, but raw marinade is not.

Crowd: ...

Everyone looked at Du Jinglun's expression, as if seeing a dog eating shit on the side of the road.

Eventually, the shopkeeper bought what they brought, except for the stinky fish sauce.

In addition to these, the shopkeeper has to buy out Fu Shouquan's recipes.

Du Jinglun said that he does not sell recipes, and the recipes are given to you.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, there is such a good thing.

Du Jinglun said that if there is such a good thing, everyone can eat it, so he can make money.

Du Jinglun took the money and took a few helpers to a roadside stall to eat a simple meal, and wandered around the city for a long time to check how many restaurants there were.

These restaurants may buy his things in the future.

Nanzhi really didn't want to leave, so he raised his hand to ask his little uncle to carry him on his back.

My leg hurts, I can't walk, I have to ask my uncle to carry it.

Du Jinglun said angrily: "You run on the mountain every day, and you haven't seen you get tired all day. How long have you been walking?"

Nanzhi cheated: "I wasn't tired on the mountain, but I am tired now."

Du Jinglun had no choice but to squat down and walk around the city with his nephew on his back.

He didn't return home until dark, and the old Pei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the child came back, "Are you hungry, there is still food in the pot, I'll warm it up for you."

Nan Zhi immediately said: "Hungry, hungry, thank you grandma."

Old Pei brought the food to the table and asked, "Have you sold anything?"

Nan Zhi nodded, "It's sold, it's sold, uncle is so powerful, he has two silver coins."

Du Jinglun wiped his mouth and said, "Mom, I want to open a restaurant."

"Oh, I'm getting old, and it's uncomfortable to go to bed late. I'll go to bed first, and I'll talk about it later." Old Pei supported his head and turned to enter the room.

Nan Zhi said bluntly, "Grandma disagrees."

I want you to say it!
Du Jinglun: "I know, I'll finish eating first, and you do the dishes."

Nanzhi:? ? ?
Adults don't look like adults.

Bully little kids!
Nan Zhi pushed the bowl, "I've finished eating too."

Nanzhi said to Du Jinglun again: "Uncle, you should eat less raw pickled food, there are a lot of worms in it!"

"There are really many, many small bugs in the body of the little crab."

Brother System posted a lot of pictures before, and she saw small bugs in crabs, fish, and snails.

After reading it, Nanzhi didn't dare to eat raw ones, she had to eat cooked ones, because she didn't want worms to grow in her stomach and bite her stomach.

Du Jinglun: ...

Tomorrow, I will ask my second brother to get some medicine, which will kill the bugs.

But raw pickled is really delicious.

Du Jinglun was so angry that he patted his nephew's head.

(End of this chapter)