After being dressed as cannon fodder, I feed tyrants by cooking skills

Chapter 67 Someone is making trouble again?

In a town the size of a sesame seed, there is something turbulent that spreads in a short while.

In the end, it was jealousy that made people lose their minds. The shopkeeper who was full of customers was jealous of the business of a restaurant. He was arrested and thrown into jail when he failed to hire someone to pick things up. Even the business plummeted.

It has been several days, and there are only a few people who come here every day. After three days of being cold and dry, I can't use half a pot of oil. After cleaning, Xiao Er threw the rag on the table and sighed.

This broken table has been wiped eight hundred times and is shiny, but no one wants to come in.The business is sluggish, and if the shopkeeper is not around, he will definitely not be able to pay the monthly money. The whole family is still waiting for him to make ends meet.

This time I really played it off, who can I blame, but my own unrighteous heart.

In a restaurant, the lobby was a bit chaotic, diners toasted and drank, talking and laughing.

"This." Pointing a stubby finger at the blackboard, Jiang Yu swiftly wrote four large characters of fish-flavored shredded pork on the notebook.

Fang Chun returned to the shop and was not in a hurry to order food. He first took a look around the environment inside. There was no oil or smell on the table, and there was not too much dust on the floor.

Well enough.The hygienic issue of opening a restaurant is the top priority, and it cannot be sloppy.

Eyes are lingering on the eye-catching blackboard again, and there are enough dishes.

Vegetarian dishes, big meat, noodle soup and snacks... Her house has what other houses should have, and her house also has things that have never been seen in other houses.

No wonder the business is good, the freshness of the dishes alone has already won over other restaurants.

He only ordered one dish, after all, he didn't come here just to eat.One dish is enough.

The color is bright, the soup is thick, and it can be seen that it has been thickened with starch.Pick up a shredded meat and put it in your mouth to taste it.

Fang Chunhui's face changed slightly, and the chopsticks were placed on the table with a snap, which caught Jiang Yu's attention.

"You fried this?"

"Yes."

"Are you the shopkeeper?" A restaurant has been popular in the town for a while a few days ago, and it's no secret that the shopkeeper is young and skilled.

Jiang Yu nodded, and then showed a puzzled expression on her face: "Yes, is there any problem?"

The diner suddenly laughed again, Jiang Yu was even more puzzled, and caught Aunt Li's eyes: I'm afraid this person is just here to make trouble again.

"But the problem is not too big. Ordinary people can't be so careful. Young people still have time, so they will definitely get better if they think about it more." As he spoke, he took another sip of water to moisten his mouth.

What does this mean?
Good is good, bad is not good, Aunt Li is a quick-tempered person.If you don't like it, you can check out and leave.Thousands of people have different tastes, not everyone likes the dishes in their shop.

Jiang Yu can only cater to the tastes of the public, and it is common for some people to have tricky tastes and dislike them.

And those words, it's like how capable he is, he's here to eat, not to gossip and pick trouble.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Aunt Li hugged the tray directly, and was about to turn towards Fang Chun. Jiang Yu was not afraid of embarrassment, just put on a show of arrogance for this kind of person.

But Jiang Yu stopped her: "Then tell me, what's the problem?"

"The shredded pork is overcooked."

He picked up the chopsticks on the plate again: "The shredded carrots are not evenly sliced."

"The taste of the seasoning is also not right." He pulled out the soy bean paste from inside, "I've never seen this kind of thing before, you fried it yourself, right?"

The chef who is in charge of the business is able to run the business like this.This time, he also saw a lot of things that he had never seen before.

This time it was Jiang Yu who should have smiled. Indeed, he was right.He singled out all the faults of this dish, hitting the nail on the head and hitting the key point.

On the surface, this fish-flavored shredded pork dish is indeed unremarkable, but it is the most important test of a cook's skills.The heat, the knife skills, the order of cooking, and the ratio of various seasonings are all knowledge.

The history of this dish is not long, and the ingredients used are not precious. It is not difficult to find that the tastes of chefs in this world are slightly different.

It is said that it is a must-test dish for chefs.

Expert!Today can be regarded as meeting Jiang Yu.

"The shopkeeper." Fang Chunhui directly explained his identity, "I used to be the shopkeeper of the whole building."

The building is full of customers, the shop of a man with a mustache.

Aunt Li was unhappy when she heard this, and she was full of hostility towards him: "Co-author, are you here to inquire about the enemy's situation?"

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough, doing the same business is a secret opponent.After going through the same thing as last time, he would become an enemy.

"I'm not going to do anything with him anymore." His face was filled with sullenness again, "He did such a dirty thing, even if I was given a higher monthly salary, I would definitely not do it again."

It was a healthy competition, but lard had to be deceived to do things that harm others and benefit himself. This kind of shopkeeper has a bad heart, and he turned red in embarrassment when he heard about it.

"No matter what, I, Fang Chunhui, are determined not to have sex with that kind of person!" What a man of kind, he is really tough when he speaks.

Behind a majestic man there is always a fiercer woman, no, here she is.

Involuntarily grabbed Fang Chunhui's ear without giving any face, pointed at his nose and scolded: "How could I not know what you were thinking! I knew you were here."

"The family already counts on you to support the family alone. If you quit, wouldn't the children and I have to drink the northwest wind?"

"Fang Dahun, Fang Dahun, I think you've lost your mind!" The woman simply sat down on the stool, glared at him, and forced him to make a decision.

Five people, old and young, are waiting for him to feed, and the youngest child is still waiting to drink milk in his arms. If he doesn't do it, the family will not be able to survive.

Fang Chun turned his head to look at Jiang Yu, it was a little presumptuous for him to come hastily, he wanted to ask if there was any shortage of masters in the shop, but it developed to such a situation.

"Shopkeeper... Do you still lack manpower here? No, do you think I can follow you?" He hesitated for a while.

I've heard that the man who handles all the restaurants is a formidable one, so there's no reason why such a good thing happened to Jiang Yu. It's just that feng shui takes turns, and it's only after trying the skill that she can make a conclusion.

From the previous comments, it is not difficult to see that Fang Chunhui puts a lot of effort into holding the frying spoon, and that’s all for cooking: "Why don't you make a meat dish?"

The ability to cook fish stew is also at home.

It was difficult for Fang Chunhui, who was famous for cooking meat dishes. When the building was full, people nicknamed him "Fang Dahun".

No one knew who he studied under, and his skills made many shopkeepers want to invite him to cook in the shop.But in the end, for some reason, he refused, and went to Manchulou instead.

Looking at the pork belly in the kitchen, let's make a Dongpo pork.

(End of this chapter)