Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 259 Green Bean Smoothie
Guangyang Street, Convenience Market.

Boss Zhao returned to his loyal old Zhao's crayfish restaurant again.

After many days, Zhao Wenmu took charge of the spoon again.

The hustle and bustle belong to the lobby, private rooms and outdoor lighting seats, while the back kitchen of the restaurant is always full of the smell of ingredients and condiments.

and the fragrance of labor.

Frying crayfish is a very hard job, especially in this hot summer.

Two fans rumbled to ensure the air circulation in the kitchen as much as possible, but the choking spicy smell and hot flames still made it very unsuitable to enjoy life here.

"Sure enough, it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but hard to go from extravagant to frugal!"

Zhao Wenmu grabbed the kettle "Ton Ton Ton" and drank half a cup, then tore off the towel around his neck, wiped his face carelessly, and then wrung out the sweat from the towel in the sink.

After a brief rinse, he put the refreshed towel on his shoulder and continued to turn the large iron pot in his hand.

I think that when I went to sell crayfish in the area of ​​the cigarette factory, I really didn’t want to avoid the wind and the sun.

One person is not only responsible for chopping wood and making a fire, but also cleaning and washing the crayfish, and even frying the bottom material and catching the crayfish are all done by himself.

Nowadays, just frying crayfish in the whistling hot wind, all other work is done by others, Zhao Wenmu still feels a little bit of effort.

To be exact, it was a slack.

I don't want to suffer this much.

Of course, several other chefs also advised him to turn on the air conditioner in the private room.

Old Zhao’s Crayfish Restaurant pays great attention to hygiene, so in the back kitchen, hair must be wrapped with gauze, and each person has their own special towel. Sweat is absolutely not allowed to drip into the ingredients.

Because of this, frying crayfish has become more difficult.

"That's all."

Zhao Wenmu shook his head, put the fried crayfish on a plate, and carried it to the private room.

Zhao Jing, Zhao Wenjun, Rong Xinyi and the little girl have already been waiting here.

Zhao Wenmu also wanted to cook the "most authentic" old Zhao's crayfish for his family on a whim.

But right now, the regret is real. Her body smells like sweat, and even her good daughter hides away while covering her little nose.

"This little heartless!"

"Daddy stinks!"

The little girl is not forgiving.

Zhao Wenmu also felt sticky and uncomfortable, so he simply went home, took a shower, and changed his clothes again.

When I got back to the store, the little guy had almost eaten.

After all, there were three beauties serving her, and the little guy couldn't eat as fast as Zhao Jing and the others.

And the little guy didn't have a strong appetite, he just stared at the watermelon juice on the table.

Zhao Jing only allowed her to drink a little.

After all, if you drink too much, you will easily get upset and take up your stomach, let alone eat.

Zhao Wenmu looked at the girl blinking her big watery eyes and kept peeking at the watermelon juice, she was so cute.

I can't wait to hand over the watermelon juice to her immediately.

Forced by the pressure from the side, he had no choice but to give up.

Zhao Jing has been on guard against him for a long time.

Zhao Wenmu has a criminal record. A few days ago, he indulged his little girl to eat too much canned food, which made her not eat well for two or three days.

This guy's way of pampering children crazily made Zhao Jing very upset.

On the one hand, eating too much of the best food will still be bad for your health, and on the other hand, why do good people always let you be fooled.

This little girl is obviously closer to her father now!
Thinking this way in her heart, looking at Zhao Wenmu's sweaty head, Zhao Jing still handed Zhao Wenmu iced watermelon juice with distress.

"It's really too hot this day. After just a few minutes, I'm sweating all over again."

Zhao Wenmu gulped down the watermelon juice, and suddenly felt refreshed all over his body.

The cold watermelon juice dissipates the heat from the body from the inside out, which is really comforting.

Zhao Wenmu had to admit that he didn't want to eat now either.

"I have to explain to Daniel later, cook some mung bean soup these days, so that everyone remembers to drink more."

Although the air-conditioning in the private room was very strong, Zhao Jing and the others still didn't have much appetite.

She asked Zhao Wenmu worriedly.

"Well, I'll tell Daniel later."

Zhao Wenmu nodded in response.

At this time, he suddenly had an uncontrollable thought: a bowl of mung bean smoothie should be very comfortable in this weather, right?
"Eat first, I'll go find Daniel."

Just do it, Zhao Wenmu turned around and went to the back kitchen.

"Daniu, remember to cook more mung bean soup these two days, and it can be provided to diners for free."

Qian Daniu was pouring a large pot of crayfish into the pot, upon hearing this, he immediately responded:

"Okay, I've cooked a lot of mung bean soup in the past two days, and it's in the big bucket over there."

Zhao Wenmu followed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a big shiny iron bucket beside the freezer.

"Hey, just right."

Zhao Wenmu's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward.

Sure enough, the bucket was full of mung bean soup.

It can be seen that the chef used a lot of ingredients, and there were a lot of mung beans at the bottom of the bucket.

Zhao Wenmu simply took a colander and scooped out a large bowl of mung beans from it.

After a long time of cooking, these mung beans are already very soft.

Zhao Wenmu poured them into a small pot, then added rock sugar and honey and continued to cook for a while, then poured the thickened mung bean paste into several small bowls, and put them in the freezer.

The freezer in the crayfish restaurant is very powerful, and it doesn't take too long to freeze well.

When the meal is almost finished, the cool mung bean smoothie is ready.

Pour in a little milk and give each person a small bowl.

The little girl who was looking at it aggrievedly and the pregnant Zhao Wenjun ate a small bowl together.

"Ah, it's delicious!"

With a large spoonful of smoothie in her mouth, Rong Xinyi squinted her eyes and exhaled happily.

"It's good, it's good!"

The little girl clapped her hands happily.

"Third brother, let's make some mung bean ice cubes and sell them in the store!"

It is not in vain that Zhao Wenmu threw her into Crayfish Restaurant and Jingyun Factory as an accountant for so long, and Rong Xinyi can finally draw inferences from one example, and never forget the business in the store.

"Well, that's a really good idea!"

At the moment, the freezer is a large item that is even rarer than a TV set, and cold chain transportation is almost non-existent, so ice cream is a rare item.

But this problem does not exist in the old Zhao's crayfish restaurant!
The cooling capacity of the two large and strong freezers is amazing!
The electrical appliances of this era are all conscientious products with solid materials.

Self-produced and sold all kinds of popsicles will be another major feature of Old Zhao’s Crayfish Restaurant in at least two years.

In the hot summer, eat hot and delicious crayfish and spicy crab, paired with a large glass of beer soaked in ice cubes, or a large glass of Ice Kuo Le.

Bashi drips hard!
Each child holds a popsicle, and brings a pack of frozen soda with him before leaving.

Isn't it perfect!
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenmu couldn't care less about the smoothie in his hand, and immediately prepared to develop various popsicles.

I don't care too much about the little money made by popsicles.

No amount of money can buy the satisfaction of bringing new-style delicacies into this world with your own hands and delivering them to your loved ones!

(End of this chapter)