Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 129 Nana: Xie Zhiyao is really good (seeking monthly ticket recommendation)
There was a sound of "splashing" as Zhang Wentao washed his fat duck legs.

Xie Liang painted a ladle on a gourd beside him, and asked while washing, "Chef, why is this duck leg different from the ones we usually see?"

"This is a mule duck, which is a hybrid of BJ duck and Muscovy duck. This kind of duck meat is very big and fat." Zhang Wentao explained with a blank expression while holding the duck leg.

Seeing that the duck meat is almost ready, he said: "This duck confit has to be divided into two parts, the first is to marinate, and the second is to cook in duck fat."

While speaking, he had already wiped the duck meat dry with kitchen paper, brought a kitchen-specific iron basin, and put the edible salt, black peppercorns, chopped thyme leaves and crushed bay leaves prepared in advance Put it in and stir well.

Find another iron tray, put the part of the duck leg with the meat facing up, sprinkle salt evenly on one duck leg, and keep applying the salt and the duck leg with gloved hands.

"Did you see it?" Zhang Wentao lowered his head and asked after finishing painting.

"I see, Chef. Every piece of duck must be filled with salt, right." Xie Mingliang nodded.

"Then why are you standing there, I'll leave the remaining three to you, and I'll check them later." After speaking, Zhang Wentao turned and left the processing desk, handing over the rest of the work to Xie Liang, who was doing odd jobs.

When he came to the stove where Shi Tiandong was, he saw that the other party was preparing to cut duck gizzards, duck liver, and duck intestines, and then looked at the stewed duck soup and asked, "Are you sure, the duck blood made from this stuff Is the vermicelli soup delicious?"

"Here, let's try it. We usually use the duck soup of Cherry Valley Duck and Salted Duck. Your duck is a bit fishy, ​​but don't worry about the duck blood, just eat it at ease."

Shi Tiandong sliced ​​the ingredients carefully, and said without raising his head.

"Oh, that's good." Zhang Wentao nodded upon hearing that.

"Why, want to learn?" Shi Tiandong stopped and looked at Zhang Wentao, with a little bit of teasing in his eyes.

Zhang Wentao ignored him, nodded and said, "Well, I'm thinking of making breakfast, it should taste good."

"Then just wait, this soup will only be used tomorrow at least, today it's just a hang-up." Shi Tiandong waved his hand and sent Zhang Wentao away.After simmering this pot of soup for 4 hours, I will continue to boil it tomorrow, and add a little duck shelf...

Zhang Wentao, who came back to Xie Liang, looked at Xie Liang's concentration, nodded, and after he finished handling the duck legs, he said: "Bring another iron plate and pour half of the remaining salt into it first. Spread it evenly, meat side down, and then pour the rest of the salt on top."

"Wrap it in plastic wrap when you're done, put it in the refrigerator, and the rest will have to wait until tomorrow."

"Well, yes, chef." Xie Liangliang nodded, and the movements of his hands also accelerated a lot.

After he finished everything, Zhang Wentao checked and asked, "Who did you buy your potatoes from?"

During lunch, in the purchase list that Sun Xiaowei brought, there were very few potatoes.Observing inventory is the most common thing for kitchen managers.

He glanced at the list, estimated the purchases in the warehouse, and combined with the amount Xie Liang cut when practicing knife skills today, he could tell that the potatoes that this young man used to practice were bought with his own money.

"I got it from Uncle Achang's house." Xie Liang bowed his head and said.

"Have you paid me?"

"Give it."

Zhang Wentao really looked at Xie Liang, and after finding out that the other party was not lying, he said, "From now on, you can go directly to the warehouse to get these things, and you don't need to spend your own money. It's just a little salary for a month, so you can save some money."

Xie Liangliang nodded, feeling warm in his heart.

But thinking about the situation of Uncle Achang's house, after thinking about it, he still said: "Chef, please ask, can we buy our potatoes separately?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Wentao's face drooped again, and his head that had just been raised lowered again.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Wentao sighed and said, "I've seen that Uncle Achang you mentioned before. He has white hair. What's his wife's name? Aunt Feng, right?"

Seeing that Xie Mingliang nodded, he went on to say, "Then have you thought about how many potatoes our restaurant uses every day, and how many potatoes your Uncle Achang's family collects?"

"How far is the ancient town from the village? Have you thought about whether the amount you ordered from the restaurant is enough for him to pay for the gas?"

After hearing this, Xie Liang looked up at Zhang Wentao and shook his head.

"So, you may want to help him out of good intentions, that's right. But do you think it's appropriate for someone to come all the way here for those potatoes, which may not even earn gas money?"

"Okay, get on with your work."

"I know, Chef."

……

Damai came to the restaurant every day to pick Nana home, which had a great influence on Nana. Counting Xu Hongdou, today the three of them faced the sunset and strolled along the country road surrounded by yellow rapeseed fields.

The three of them were talking and laughing, as if they had endless things to say.

It's not to talk about interesting things in the small restaurant, or to talk about all kinds of gossip that I just saw on the Internet, and then to talk about things that I am interested in.

Speaking of Xie Zhiyao's father, Nana thought for a while, then turned to Xu Hongdou and said, "Hongdou, according to what I know about Xie Zhiyao's father, he will definitely come to ask you about everything. prepare for."

Xu Hongdou let out a "huh" and fixed her hair that was blown by the breeze. Looking at the Cangshan Mountain in the distance, she said with a smile:

"It's not as scary as you said, besides, I'm a volunteer here at Xie Zhiyao."

"Hey, it's easy if it's really a volunteer."

Nana looked at Xu Hongdou.

Damai frowned and said, "Isn't Miss Hongdou a volunteer? It was agreed at the beginning."

Nana looked at Damai, then looked at Xu Hongdou, gritted her teeth, and said seriously: "Mr. Xie went to worship the ancestors today. When I came back, I was in a low mood. I didn't answer me and Mr. Ma. Yes. But as soon as the two of you came over, he immediately laughed when he saw Hongdou."

"Red bean, you can understand what I mean."

Xu Hongdou nodded: "Well, if I were him, with such a volunteer to help me, I would be able to wake up laughing from my dreams without paying wages and only providing three meals a day."

Nana was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Xu Hongdou to use such words to avoid the question she raised, and said straightforwardly: "Hongdou, in fact, I still think Xie Zhiyao is better. Although Zhang Wentao is not bad, but Don't you really think about it?"

When Damai heard Nana being so straightforward, his heart rose in his throat.

In the small courtyard, Nana, Ma Ye, and Hu Youyu lived in the small courtyard for the longest time.And Nana, because of working in the small restaurant, has a very good relationship with Xie Zhiyao, Xie Xiaochun, and Xie Xiaoxia.

And because of work, in fact, I haven't had much contact with Zhang Wentao in the past month or so.

She goes to bed early every day, so she doesn't know what happened last night.

Now that she stood up to speak for Xie Zhiyao, Damai suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because both Nana and Zhang Wentao were friends to her.

If there is a conflict between friends, she really doesn't know what to do.

During the short thinking process, Damai suddenly thought of Hu Youyu. If he was there, he would definitely be able to resolve the immediate crisis.

But this damn guy, usually haunted, doesn't know where he went now.

……

Xizhou.

Hu Youyu, who was riding a scooter and taking Zhang Mingyu back to the B&B in the ancient town, was facing the wind, grinning and asked loudly: "Mr. Zhang, am I right, Xizhou Baba tastes pretty good, right?"

Zhang Mingyu: "Well, indeed. I like the sweet one better. By the way, what flavor did Zhang Wentao eat last time?"

"He, he eats the same thing, he doesn't understand."

After Hu Youyu yelled loudly, he suddenly sneezed...

(End of this chapter)