I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 255 There are two kinds of food in this world
Cantonese people love to drink soup. It is said that it has a lot to do with the hot and humid climate in Canton, because this climate has greatly affected the appetite of Cantonese people.

Drinking some delicious soup before meals can increase people's appetite.

In Cantonese, there is a saying that goes, "I would rather eat without vegetables than without soup", which shows how much Cantonese people love soup.

However, people in other parts of China rarely have this custom of "drinking soup before meals". For example, in Jiangzhou, soup is most of the time the last dish of the banquet.

It is precisely because of this that Duan Yiming was able to take care of the eating habits of Cantonese people so carefully, and He Zhengyu was quite moved when he ordered a "pre-meal soup".

"Mr. He, this is your old hot soup in Canton - Lao Ya's barley and winter melon soup, which is suitable for drinking in the spring and summer alternate seasons. It can clear away heat and dampness, invigorate the spleen and appetize.

Come on, let's have a taste. How about it? "

Duan Yiming also saw the expression change on He Zhengyu's face, but he didn't say anything. After the waiter left, he greeted him with a smile.

"I've heard that Cantonese Laohuo soup is delicious, damp and appetizing, but I haven't had a chance to try it. I've eaten it all today."

Deng Linhui also said something with a smile, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it, and drank it carefully.

He Xiaowei didn't eat in the morning, and he was already hungry by now. When he smelled the aroma of this old fire soup, he was even more hungry.

Seeing both Deng Linhui and Duan Yiming moving at this moment, he was even more impolite. After drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, he felt that it was not enough, so he picked up the chopsticks and gnawed on the old duck meat inside.

Seeing the clear soup in front of him and the fragrant old fire soup, He Zhengyu's Adam's apple couldn't help wriggling up and down.

Because of his poor health, he has been recuperating at his grandfather's house in the countryside of Jiangzhou for more than half a year. He hasn't had Laohuo soup for a long time, and sometimes he even dreams about it.

It's a pity that his own cooking skills are not good. He has read many recipes and made soup several times, but he can't make the taste every time.

The old fire soup in front of me has such a strong aroma, is the chef of this restaurant a Cantonese?
Thinking of this in his heart, He Zhengyu didn't hesitate, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of soup, brought it to his mouth and took a sip carefully.

After this mouthful of soup entered his mouth, He Zhengyu couldn't help trembling. His mind was instantly empty, and there was only one word left in his brain:

fresh!
This Laohuo soup is so fresh!

It's not that he has never tasted the old duck's barley and winter melon soup. This is just a kind of soup that Cantonese people often cook, but the soups he drank before were fresh, but they were not so fresh at all!
So much so that He Zhengyu began to suspect that chicken essence was put in this soup, right?

You know, Cantonese people cook soup, except for seasoning with salt, other seasonings, such as light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, monosodium glutamate, etc., are not used.

Soup, what you drink is the original taste.

But soon, He Zhengyu denied his previous suspicions, this soup is so delicious!
Because he was too excited when he drank the soup, he accidentally scooped up a piece of old duck meat and put it in his mouth. After chewing it twice, his face changed.

As we all know, Cantonese people usually drink soup without eating the dregs, and the reason for their refusal is very simple:
Bad taste.

Because after a long time of cooking, the texture of the ingredients has undergone tremendous changes. The meat has become hard and tasteless, and the fruits and vegetables have become soft and loose, which is really hard to swallow.

The same goes for He Zhengyu.

Unless it's a soup like pork ribs, he will pick up the ribs and eat them. For other soups, such as pork, chicken, duck and other ingredients, after drinking the soup, the soup dregs are all thrown away.

But the piece of old duck meat he tasted just now was not at all dry, it was crispy and rotten, the more he chewed, the more delicious it became!

This, this, the umami in this soup is not chicken essence or monosodium glutamate at all, but the umami of the old duck ingredients themselves!
There wasn't much old duck's barley and winter melon soup in a small cup, but He Zhengyu drank up the soup with a few spoonfuls, and even ate up the soup dregs afterwards.

After finishing this cup of Laohuo soup, he still felt a little unsatisfied, and his stomach seemed to be even hungrier!

This soup is really appetizing!

It wasn't just He Zhengyu who felt hungrier, but also He Xiaowei.

After the boy ate and drank the Laohuo soup, instead of feeling full, he started to groan. He touched his belly with his hands, and said with a mournful face:
"Why do I feel hungrier after eating than if I didn't eat? Duan, why don't you go and urge some food?"

"What's the reminder? Boss Xiaojiang can still make you hungry?"

Before Duan Yiming could speak, Deng Linhui, who was sitting beside him, gave him a vague look.

This kid just has no eyesight, today's protagonist is He Zhengyu!
The two of us just came to eat with the table, you just sit here quietly and wait to eat, what are you talking about?
"This Laohuo soup is really authentic. The soup is delicious and fragrant. To be honest, I have never had such a delicious soup in Canton."

He Zhengyu took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, with a look of emotion on his face, he raised his head to look at Duan Yiming, and asked curiously,
"Mr. Duan, is the chef of this restaurant from Canton?"

"No, Boss Xiaojiang is a native of Jiangzhou."

Duan Yiming shook his head and said with a smile, "As far as I know, he doesn't seem to have been to Guangdong."

"I haven't been to Canton, but I can still make Cantonese old fire soup so authentic and delicious? This boss Xiaojiang is extraordinary!"

He Zhengyu was taken aback. Although he didn't believe Duan Yiming's words, there was no need for the other party to lie about this.

"It's really unusual."

Duan Yiming nodded and said with some emotion,
"Guangdong Kangmao Commercial Group, Mr. He should have heard of it, right?
As early as last year, Mr. Ma, the vice president of Kangmao Group, came to Jiangda from Guangdong in person, and was willing to hire Boss Xiaojiang with an annual salary of one million to be the head chef of the canteen at the headquarters of Kangmao Group. However, Boss Xiaojiang It was rejected on the spot. "

The Kangmao Group is also a major customer of Duan Yiming's company.

When Mr. Ma came over to discuss cooperation, he was hesitant at first, but Duan Yiming brought the boss and his party to the Jiangda No. [-] cafeteria. Ming signed a cooperation agreement.

Mr. Ma wanted to hire Jiang Yu with a high salary. At that time, Duan Yiming personally led him over.

"As long as you are from Canton, who doesn't know Kangmao Group?"

He Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, and then said with emotion,

"I really didn't expect that there is such a skilled chef hidden in a university cafeteria!

It seems that today I really owe Mr. Duan's blessing, otherwise how could I taste such delicious Laohuo soup? "

Duan Yiming smiled and said nothing.

In his heart, he was secretly proud: this is so good, those dishes in the back are really delicious!

After chatting for a while, the waiter started serving the dishes again.

Steamed pork ribs in black bean sauce, unicorn sea bass, crispy roast pork, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, Hakka stuffed tofu, lettuce in oyster sauce...

The expressions of Deng Linhui and He Xiaowei didn't change as they were served with Cantonese special dishes. Anyway, it wasn't the first time they came here to eat. How could they not understand Jiang Yu's skills?

As long as it's made by Jiang Yu, any dish is delicious!
Now who cares whether it is Cantonese or Jiangzhou cuisine, just close your eyes and stuff it into your mouth!

But He Zhengyu was different, he never thought that when Duan Yiming said to treat himself to a casual meal, it turned out to be such a "casual" way.

There is a table full of dishes, and all of them are ordered according to their own taste!

In this paragraph, I really value myself too much!
To be honest, if it were a more emotional person, he might have been so moved by now that he would have fully agreed to Mr. Duan's previous request.

Mr. Duan's salary and treatment are so good, and he values ​​himself so much, if he doesn't join his company, he will feel that he will not be able to pass this level in his heart!
It's a pity that He Zhengyu was moved but he was not an emotional person.

What's more, he is already in his 40s, and it is impossible for him to sell himself because he is moved. He has to be responsible for the rest of his life.

While thinking about this, Duan Yiming who was sitting across from him greeted with a smile again:

"Mr. He, I don't know what dishes you like to eat, so I just ordered some casually, come here, don't be too polite, just taste how it tastes first."

"Okay, Mr. Duan is interested, thank you!"

He Zhengyu smiled at him. He had just drank a cup of soup to start his appetite, and he was hungry. Naturally, he would not be polite, picked up the serving chopsticks on the table, and picked up a piece of steamed pork ribs in black bean sauce. Put it in your own little bowl.

Before putting it in the mouth, the meaty aroma of the pork ribs is mixed with the aroma of black bean sauce, and it is drilled into the nose vigorously, making people swallow.

And when the ribs entered the mouth, the aroma became more intense. The ribs were steamed so crispy that they fell off the bone with a light bite. The tender and tender ribs were squeezed by the teeth, revealing delicious The incomparable gravy makes people almost swallow their tongues.

"This, these pork ribs in black bean sauce are so fragrant and delicious! I, I want to eat faster, or I will be snatched up by others!"

After eating a piece of pork ribs, He Zhengyu couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

This thought made him couldn't help being startled!
Having lived for more than 40 years, he has never had any requirements in terms of food, as long as he can eat enough and have enough nutrition to ensure his daily needs.

As for the taste, as long as you can eat it, there is no problem.

Whether it is delicious or not is not important to him.

No matter how delicious something is, it's just the desire of the tongue. After entering the stomach, isn't it turned into a pile of fertilizer?
In He Zhengyu's view, it is better to read more books and go out for more walks to enrich one's spiritual world in order to pursue the desire of tongue and tongue. That kind of life is an interesting life.

But now, he actually has the idea of ​​"eat a few more bites", this, is this still himself?

Although He Zhengyu said "don't want it" in his heart, he was very honest physically. He stretched out the chopsticks in his hand, and another rib went into his mouth, and when he stretched out again, it was another rib.

After eating a few pieces of ribs, he turned his attention to other dishes, with a faint light in his eyes, revealing a strong longing.

The dishes on this table are all his favorite dishes!

……

After more than half an hour, a table was full of dishes, and several plates were even empty.

He Zhengyu had also put down his chopsticks at this moment, sat on the chair with a contented face, and was about to take a breath.

He raised his head to look at Duan Yiming who was sitting opposite, and said with some emotion:
"Mr. Duan, today's lunch will cost you a fortune.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is really the most delicious dish I have ever eaten in my life, and it made me appreciate the greatness of our Chinese cuisine at once.

To be honest, I used to think that it didn't matter what I ate, as long as I was full. Now, this idea seems really stupid.

Isn't it all about experiencing the beauty of life?

The pursuit of delicious food is actually the yearning for a better life! "

"Mr. He is right! Don't we still have an old saying? In life, food and clothing are two words. This "eating" is still in front of "clothing"!"

Duan Yiming also put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile,
"However, this delicacy is not something that can be pursued casually.

In my opinion, there are restaurants and restaurants all over the streets and alleys nowadays, and every one counts as one, and the dishes they make can only be regarded as "edible", far from being gourmet.

The dishes here are the only ones that can really be called 'food'! "

"Old Duan's words are too correct. I have traveled all over the country in these years, and I have traveled most of China."

As soon as Duan Yiming finished speaking, He Xiaowei also picked up the conversation. He turned his head to look at He Zhengyu, smiled and said,
"Basically, wherever I go, I will try the famous local restaurants and restaurants, and I feel delicious when I eat them.

But when I returned to Jiangzhou, after tasting the dishes made by Boss Xiaojiang, I compared the two sides——

Tsk tsk, I suddenly felt that it was really a loss to spend so much money and travel so far to eat those so-called 'food'! "

After a pause, he continued,

"Actually, there are two types of food in this world.

One is the delicacy made by Boss Xiaojiang, which is real delicacy, and the other is the delicacy made by other people, which is 'pseudo-delicacy'. "

Upon hearing this, He Zhengyu immediately burst out laughing:
"Mr. He is right, very reasonable!"

After laughing, he seemed to remember something, and said regretfully,

"Unfortunately, I have been staying in the countryside to recuperate my body. After recuperating for a period of time, I have to go back to my home in Guangyue. I am afraid that it will be difficult to taste the food here again."

As soon as this sentence was finished, He Zhengyu instantly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, and his whole heart became heavy.

The most important thing is that he remembered what Mr. Duan said before, all the boxes here have to be booked in advance, and there are countless people rushing to book every time.

This means that even if I want to take the time to come back to try it later, I may not be able to snatch a box...

However, the Laohuo soup here, the steamed pork ribs in black bean sauce here, and the crispy roast pork, unicorn sea bass, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, Hakka stuffed tofu...

Every dish is delicious, rich in aroma and rich in taste. After one bite, people will never forget it and can't stop.

Even a simple seasonal vegetable such as lettuce in oyster sauce can make people want to stop and have endless aftertaste.

Such a delicious dish, if I really can't taste it again in the future, how can I still eat it?

Just when he was full of depression, he only heard Duan Yiming who was sitting opposite him chuckle:
"Such a trivial matter is worthy of Mr. He's sigh? It's just a few meals.

Coincidentally, I have cooperated with the owner Xiao Jiang of this restaurant. He promised our company earlier that he would reserve a box for us every month, and we can use it whenever we want.

If Mr. He wants to come here for a change in the future, all he needs to do is tell me in advance. "

When He Zhengyu heard this, he was overjoyed at first, then startled, and then secretly shook his head in his heart.

Mr. Duan said that this was promised to their company by Boss Xiao Jiang. As an outsider, how could he have the nerve to use their company's "favor"?
It might be okay once or twice, but what if I still want to eat the food here in the future?
"Instead of doing this, why not go directly to their company, so that you can have dinner with Mr. Duan every month with peace of mind!"

As soon as this idea popped up, He Zhengyu himself was startled!
Hold the grass!How could I have such an idea? !
Could it be that I was "bent" by a meal so easily?
How about that?I'm straight!
However, Mr. Duan's treatment is really good, and he can also give 5% of the dry stock. If he goes to a first-tier Internet company, no matter how high his position is, he will still work part-time.

But in Mr. Duan's company, although he only has 5% of the shares, it's making money for himself!
Or should I think about it again?

Let me state first, I definitely didn't consider this because I was greedy, but because Mr. Duan gave too much!
Sitting on the chair in the private room, He Zhengyu's initially confused eyes gradually became firmer, as if he had already made an important decision in his heart...

On the other side of him, Duan Yiming looked at He Zhengyu with a smile on his face, as if he was holding a wisdom pearl, he didn't seem to be worried that He Zhengyu would "slip" away at all.

Because, who else in this world can resist Jiang Yu's delicious food?

……

After finishing his lunch, Jiang Yu, as usual, made a cup of tea after eating, wandered to the box on the first floor, and prepared to rest for a while.

Since Du Guangning started to learn how to cook, his daily workload has been reduced a bit, and it has become easier for him, who was not so hard before.

Since you don't feel tired, then naturally you don't need to rest.

Every day after dinner, I go to the box on the first floor to drink tea and rest, but it seems to have formed a habit. Every day I eat and sit for a while, and I feel uncomfortable all over my body.

After entering the private room, Jiang Yu put the hot teacup in his hand on the coffee table, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sat on the sofa to continue playing a few games of chess.

During this period of time, he was able to play one or two games with the robot every day. Although he always lost more than he won, it didn't affect his interest in playing chess.

Even Lu Shuwu couldn't help laughing at him, saying that he is "good at cooking and loves to play".

As soon as he clicked on the game app, before he started playing, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open. Jiang Yu turned his head and saw that it was the little old man Jia Dequan who had come.

"Yo, you're here too!"

Jia Dequan held a thermos cup in his hand, and the bright red goji berries in the cup were ups and downs in the tea water, which was very conspicuous.

After entering the door, Jia Dequan closed the door of the box casually, then came to the opposite sofa, sat down, and said with a smile,
"Xiao Jiang, I recently discovered that your work intensity upstairs is not high. After a busy lunch, you look like you are okay.

When I was young, I worked much harder than you. After a day in the kitchen, my arms were swollen. "

Jiang Yu looked up at the little old man, and said jokingly:

"Then how can I compare with you? You are a culinary master, and now I don't even have a junior chef certificate."

Although Jiang Yu's culinary skills have reached an extremely high level in the eyes of outsiders, and he is a proper chef-level figure, but to be honest, since he opened the "Jiang's Soup Dumpling" shop in the second canteen last September Up to now, he has never thought about taking the exam for a chef certificate.

Today's him is a real "undocumented job".

However, although the chef certificate is important, not all chefs have it. You can still be a chef without a chef certificate.

"It's just a certificate. If you don't plan to work in restaurants or restaurants, it doesn't matter if you have this certificate or not."

Jia Dequan waved his hand and said indifferently,
"Besides, there are a lot of unlicensed ones now, and the dishes they make are much more delicious than the certified ones."

After a pause, he seemed to think of something again, and said,

"I used to see a private restaurant in the capital that specializes in health-preserving medicinal meals. Although the price is high and private rooms are hard to get, it is very popular.

Of course, the target customers of this private restaurant are mainly high-end people who have money and leisure, and ordinary people can't afford it.

Aren't there still a few vacant boxes on the second floor of yours every day?And you are not very busy every day now, and you have enough energy.

My suggestion is that you can give it a try and specialize in several health-preserving herbal diets to attract those high-end customers. "

"Healthy medicinal diet?"

Hearing what Jia Dequan said, Jiang Yu couldn't help but frowned slightly. He thought about it carefully, and then said,

"Isn't it easy to make this thing? I don't know Chinese medicine, and I don't know anything about the properties of various medicines.

I have heard before that medicated diet is not something you can eat casually, even if you want to eat it, you have to follow the syndrome differentiation and treatment of traditional Chinese medicine. "

After a pause, he continued,

"For example, if you have a cold disease, you need to use a hot medicinal diet, and if you have a fever, you should use a cold medicinal diet.

If you don't understand anything and give cold herbal food to a guest who has a cold disease, wouldn't it just make things worse and make the guest's condition worse? "

The two discussed for a long time in the private room on the issue of "medicinal diet for health preservation", but they still couldn't settle it.

Because the matter of medicated diet is not trivial, it is not as simple as ordinary catering, but belongs to the category of health care, not to mention one more certificate, at least one more person who understands Chinese medicine must be invited to help.

Rather than being so troublesome and harming people if one is not good, Jiang Yu would rather not do it than take the risk.

However, the health-preserving medicinal diet proposed by Jia Dequan reminded Jiang Yu of something else.

That's homemade meals. Why can even anorexics eat them?
Is this because of a coincidence, because Wu Wenle and the others just like to eat the meals they cook, or because these meals can really "break through" the eating disorder of anorexia patients?

In the past, he didn't have time, so he kept putting this question aside. Now that he has Du Guangning's assistance, he finally has some free time, and it's time to explore it.

If your own food can really "break through" the eating disorder of anorexia patients, as long as they are anorexia patients, they will not be able to resist its delicious taste...

There are so many things you can do!

(End of this chapter)