Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 68 The Big Kitchen

"Go! Of course!"

Zhou Huilan agreed very readily.

For 300 yuan, she sold boxed lunches for two days to earn back, and she had to spend two hard mornings, which only took one night, so it was worth it no matter what.

But Zhou Huilan has never done a banquet after all. Although she can indeed cook some dishes, since it is a cooperation, the ugly words still have to be said first, "I have never been a chef like this. Although you have tasted my dishes, this Can I have a banquet for the provincial leaders?"

"The recent popular dishes in the store, you have sold all the boxed lunches, besides, there is a special chef in the back kitchen, you just need to make the taste right."

"Will you pay me back if you screw up?"

Zhang Yongqiang couldn't hold back his laughter, and while shaking his head, he took out three brand new hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, "Here! I can give it to you right now!"

The smell of ink from the new banknotes makes people feel refreshed, and Zhou Huilan no longer hesitates, "Deal!"

Putting 300 yuan into her pocket, Zhou Huilan felt extremely at ease.

After selling the lunch box, she went directly to the state-run restaurant.

I have been here many times before, but today is the first time I have actually entered the kitchen.

It is no different from an ordinary kitchen, except that there are more stoves, larger chopping boards, and more pots and pans of various sizes than those in supply and marketing cooperatives. The variety of ingredients is also staggering.

Turning around, the back chefs who were not standing very straight were also stunned when they saw Zhou Huilan.

"Mr. Zhang, is this the Dana you mentioned?"

"So young, can you do it?"

"Girl, which chef brought you out, how many cuisines you can cook, how many dishes you can cook, what arrangements do you have for the banquet tonight?"

Standing here is not the entire back kitchen of the state-owned restaurant, but only the small part that supports Zhang Yongqiang. Those who listened to Niu Guangde's words on the surface, since Niu Guangde asked for sick leave at home, they all followed suit one by one.

It turned out that when there was no soy milk, the breakfast business in the state-run restaurant was not booming, but it was still barely able to maintain it. Now that there is no soy milk, many people come to scold people in the morning, and there is no one who buys anything. Zhang Yongqiang simply gave the breakfast to him. Stop it, now there are only small fry left, so you have to rely on the master chef even more.

But Niu Guangde obviously didn't take Zhang Yongqiang seriously.

Not only did he not take him seriously, but he also wanted to persuade the people under him to drive Zhang Yongqiang away. Who would agree to this, but Niu Guangde has the confidence because of his craftsmanship.

Zhou Huilan didn't pay homage to the master seriously, and she didn't know anything about the seniority of the chef. She stared blankly at Zhang Yongqiang.

"Everyone has drunk the soy milk she grinds, and now she sells lunch boxes at the entrance of the Central Hospital. I have eaten it a few times, and it tastes very good."

"Mr. Zhang, aren't you fooling around!" Standing at the front, the master with the whitest hair even took off his apron.

"Master Ge, I'm not messing around." Zhang Yongqiang picked up the apron that was thrown on the case, also looking helpless, "Man Anning might not be able to find another master like Master Niu, but he is sick. Well, Master Zhou is here for an emergency, if this matter can be completed, we will all be happy, if this matter cannot be completed, then I will leave, everyone is just doing it because of the situation."

"Everyone, give me some face today and cooperate with Master Zhou. Although she doesn't understand the rules of the banquet, the dishes are really good. This is not a solution. I can only ask you to take care of it today." After Zhang Yongqiang finished speaking, he put his hands together The apron was handed to Master Ge, and then he bowed deeply to everyone.

Several masters looked at me and I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on Zhou Huilan.

"Success! Let's give Mr. Zhang this face today!"

After settling down the chefs in the back kitchen, Zhang Yongqiang didn't stay any longer.

He walked on the front foot, and the masters surrounded Zhou Huilan on the back foot.

"Girl, what dish are you good at, or what dish do you cook most?"

Zhou Huilan thought for a while, "Winter melon pork ribs soup, spinach pork liver porridge, rose trotters..."

Master Ge nodded, "Winter melon pork ribs soup counts as one, and rose theme counts as one. Pork liver is a low-grade product that cannot be served at a banquet. Let's serve a casserole with vegetable assortment for vegetarian dishes, and another soup with goji berries and vegetables. That's four. .”

"I also learned how to steam duck with ginkgo a few days ago, but the white duck and ginkgo must be steamed in a cage. If I have these ingredients, I can still make this."

Master Ge was obviously shocked, "Steamed duck with ginkgo... This is a restaurant dish of the old generation. You, a little girl, figured it out on your own. Where did you learn this?"

Zhou Huilan pursed her lips, and did not answer his words, but reported another dish that she had always wanted to make but had no ingredients, "Ginseng Snow Horseshoe Cake, you need ginseng, pear, longan meat, and horseshoe. Do you have water chestnuts and sugar cane?"

"There are ginseng, longan meat, and water chestnuts, but we don't have pears and sugarcane, but you should be able to buy them when you go out in this season." The person who spoke was a young-looking fair boy.

Zhou Huilan smiled sweetly at him, "Then I will trouble you, master, to go out for a run."

With the beginning, we will discuss it later, and the master chefs will give some opinions, and come up with a safe dish. Soon, all the conclusions will be reached on what to do with these sixteen dishes.

Fritillary golden pear, bitter gourd stuffed with wolfberry, squab stewed with astragalus, roasted yellow croaker with ginseng...

Zhou Huilan never thought that her confused recipes would be presented in this way.

Looking at the busy but well-organized back kitchen, Zhou Huilan suddenly understood Niu Guangde's indelible dominance. Although it is just cooking, but there are so many people who lay down and listen to your orders. This sense of accomplishment is really not other types of work. can have.

The chef assigns the task of preparing dishes, and there are red cases, white cases, chopping boards, serving dishes, and lotus workers who are responsible for polishing all kinds of side dishes until they can be put into the pot, and then the master chef will serve the pot. The handiwork of a chef.

The horseshoe cake was stewed into a paste, so if you want to leave it at home, you can eat it like that, but if you want to serve a banquet, you have to make it look good and put it on the plate.

Zhou Huilan followed it curiously, only to find that Master Ge didn't even cook, and he was in charge of the white case.

The fried rice noodles are sprinkled on the chopping board, the water chestnut cake is poured down, wrapped in the steamed glutinous rice flour skin, and formed into a circle, and then printed on it with a wooden mold, followed by a pointed end and a round heel. Chopsticks picked out the petals one by one with tools as thick as chopsticks. After a while, a beautiful thousand-petal lotus was placed on the plate.

Zhou Huilan was amazed and couldn't help clapping her hands.

The busy people in the back kitchen all looked at her, and Master Ge couldn't help but give her a supercilious look.

"Master Zhou, you are a master, and you have to coordinate the banquet tonight, not just to watch the excitement."

(End of this chapter)