gourmet food

Chapter 982 The benefits are so generous
What's going on?

Isn't it delicious?
Otherwise, why would everyone frown?

Guo Kui suddenly realized that he was not so calm anymore, so he was ready to taste what he had made, but he saw that everything he had just made had been distributed, and he couldn't taste it even if he wanted to.

So he immediately started asking: "What's wrong, how does it taste?"

The word "anxiety" was written all over Guo Kui's face, and the guests who were holding cold noodles just took a sip, and then everyone stopped trying.

As he frowned, he seemed to be reminiscing about the taste of the cold noodles, giving people the feeling that there was something wrong with the taste.

The little beauty who was the first to ask for a taste first replied: "Master Guo, your cold noodles give me a weird feeling. The noodles are indeed very fragrant, but there is something wrong with the taste.

I think it tastes a little salty, but the one made by Boss Chu doesn't have this feeling. "

Salty?

impossible?

I also tasted the taste of the compound seasoning before. At that time, I thought there was nothing wrong with the taste. The saltiness was just right. How could it be salty?
Just when Guo Kui was confused, the young man also spoke: "Master Guo, this bowl tastes a bit sour to me. Did you add a little too much vinegar?"

Too much vinegar?

impossible!
When I prepared it myself, I added a little bit of vinegar, and I tasted it several times before I was sure it was okay. How could it be sour?
At this time, Guo Kui couldn't calm down at all. He quietly glanced at Chu Yunfeng with his peripheral vision and found that he was still concentrating on cooking, as if he didn't care much about things here?

Someone else spoke next: "This noodle doesn't taste very strong. It feels a little bit hard. I don't know if I feel wrong?"

"My version tasted like it had less sugar, so it made me feel a little spicier. The one made by Boss Chu didn't have that feeling."

"I feel like there's a little more soup in this cold noodle, just a little bit too much, and it doesn't taste that smooth."

Every customer holding cold noodles in their hands expressed their own feelings. One or two had the same taste, but everyone had one thing in common, that is, it tasted wrong.

It's not that it tastes bad, it's that it doesn't match the taste that Chu Yunfeng makes.

What the hell is this?

Could it be that they have memorized the taste of Chu Yunfeng's cooking, and can detect the taste difference as long as they eat other people's cooking?
Guo Kui was really stunned. He didn't expect such a result at all. He was full of confidence at first, but the result shocked him a bit.

"Old Chu, what's going on?"

Guo Kui knew there must be something wrong, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask Chu Yunfeng for advice.

Well, be humble!

"You go and eat first, I'll share my cooking skills with Master Guo!"

Just after making several portions of fried rice, Chu Yunfeng began to prepare to outflank him, and asked everyone not to crowd around and interfere with the guests behind them getting their meals.

Exchange cooking skills?

It seems that Boss Chu is going to make a big move. Everyone wants to see how the cooking skills are communicated. But Boss Chu has spoken, and everyone can only give up the kitchen table.

However, there was a lot of fun to watch, so everyone was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they gathered in a circle outside the kitchen counter to see what Boss Chu planned to do.

Yes, just playing. Didn't you see that he didn't even look when he was wrapping his hands? He just moved his hands there twice, and the wrappings were wrapped. The first few were thrown directly into the pot, and the rest were put away. On the panel, they are arranged neatly one by one.

In addition, I didn’t forget to tell Guo Kui: “Let’s do it again. Knead the dough first and get some flour out.”

This was a step-by-step tutorial. Guo Kui's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he felt very embarrassed.

Just now, I was boasting that I was Master Zhu's apprentice, and my cooking skills were quite exquisite when I ordered this dish, but I never expected that when I turned around, I would be slapped in the face.

However, his skills were inferior to those of others, so Guo Kui had no choice but to accept it with an open mind and do whatever he was asked to do. He was incomparable to a freak like Chu Yunfeng.

Guo Kui honestly took out the flour from the cupboard. Chu Yunfeng didn't say how much he took or weigh it directly. It seemed that this guy was really awesome and his control over the weight was terrible.

After taking out the same amount as before, Chu Yunfeng continued to prompt: "Put in salt."

Okay, let it go.

"Slow down!"

Well, it’s up to you!

Guo Kui felt like a puppet on strings at the moment, just listening to Chu Yunfeng's orders, oh no, he should be a tool man, doing whatever he was told.

The salt taken this time felt similar to the last time, but when there was still a little bit left, Chu Yunfeng stopped.

"That's it, let's put in the edible alkali!"

Then he listened to his instructions, but this time the amount he played was slightly more than what he played last time.

"Pour water and knead the noodles!"

Guo Kui followed Chu Yunfeng's instructions step by step. His obedient appearance made some people couldn't help but laugh.

However, Guo Kui raised his head and glanced at everyone gloomily at the right time, and the snickering people quickly covered their mouths.

"Stop! The water is enough, let's start mixing."

Enough water?
Only then did Guo Kui realize that the water was slightly more than what he had added before, and he also had some understanding in his heart.

"Knead harder, put more pressure on the heels of your wrists, rub it down and then rub it up again, yes, that's it."

Under Chu Yunfeng's guidance, Guo Kui quickly made the dough, and then rolled it out a little thicker than what he had made before.

After the machine pressed out the round noodles, the cooking time in the pot took more than ten seconds longer than before. It was no problem to overcool it. When it came time to put in the oil, Chu Yunfeng asked himself to put in less oil.

Finally, when it came to seasoning, Guo Kui realized how far behind his cooking skills were. None of the portions he had mixed before were accurate.

No wonder everyone tastes it differently. It's either salty or sour, spicy or sweet. But it's really difficult to control the amount.

Do you think there is a unified standard for cooking Chinese food?When frying a dish, you can add more salt, or you can add less salt. In fact, the slight difference does not have a big impact.

But it feels very different in Chu Yunfeng's store. The taste is a little bit worse, but everyone can taste it?
This can only be said that the taste created by Chu Yunfeng has reached an ultimate balance. Once this balance is broken, the food will taste wrong.

God, how on earth did this guy do it?
To be able to control the quality of dishes to such a degree is simply inhuman.

At this moment, Guo Kui realized what level Chu Yunfeng's cooking skills had reached. This was just a very common snack, but he had turned it into this.

There is such a big gap between such a simple snack and the rest of the dishes, and I feel very discouraged just thinking about it.

Now it seems that the devil in the kitchen should not be Wu Ma, but this guy.

"Is it done? Let's taste it for everyone."

Seeing that Guo Kui had made a dozen more copies, Chu Yunfeng directly ordered to give everyone benefits, which meant that they would not charge money and give everyone a free taste.

"All?"

Guo Kui asked in surprise, isn't there a fee?
Unexpectedly, Chu Yunfeng just said yes, and then started to fry rice again, as if this was not a problem at all.

There are more than a dozen copies, which would be around 1000 yuan if sold normally. It seems that this guy is giving away welfare today. He seems to be very happy when the mother-in-law wakes up!

"Come on, come on, come one by one, one serving per person, taste how it tastes, and give me feedback."

Guo Kui immediately greeted the customers in line behind him. This time he became smarter and left a portion for himself, so he could taste it after it was distributed.

"Yeah~! Boss Chu is great. The benefits are really good today."

"Boss Chu is so powerful. Without further ado, Kesla is awesome!"

"I'm so lucky today. Thank you, Boss Chu!"

Everyone now understood that Boss Chu was going to give out generous benefits today, so everyone thanked him one after another and immediately sent the free cold noodles to their circle of friends.

Free!
Do you have this luck?

When they saw someone replying instantly and with a sour tone, everyone felt quite happy. Not everyone has such good luck.

Guo Kui is not only helpless but also slightly depressed. He made these cold noodles by himself and handed them to you with his own hands. Why did he thank Chu Yunfeng?
When he tasted the cold noodles he made, although it couldn't be compared with what he had just made, he knew clearly that he couldn't make the taste in front of him.

It is this taste that makes people feel very comfortable. Whether it is sour, sweet, spicy or smooth, the taste and texture are unparalleled.

The key point is balance. No matter which one of them has a little too much flavor, it will feel like something is missing.

Moreover, the texture of the noodles is also very good, neither soft nor hard. It is also balanced, making it impeccable.

"Master Guo, you did a good job. It tastes the same as Boss Chu. It's amazing!"

"It's delicious. It tastes exactly the same as before. It's great. Thank you, Master Guo!"

"Go out and open a shop by yourself, specializing in cold noodles. Your business will definitely explode."

Various praises came one after another, and Guo Kui was filled with infinite motivation. He had memorized all the steps just now, and he only needed to be proficient in the future.

However, the mixing of the ingredients may still be a bit off, and it will be up to you to control it later.

But just now someone asked me to go out alone and just make these cold noodles. It sounded a bit exciting. Not to mention, if I completely mastered the skills of this cold noodles, I would not have to worry about eating and drinking alone.

But am I that stupid?

My brother has big things to do here. How could he run away just for this cold noodles?
Whoever told me to start my own business just now, stand up and show me, don’t ask for benefits next time I meet you!
Just as Guo Kui searched hard for who instigated him, Chu Yunfeng then reminded him: "The method of making chicken shreds is too simple, I don't need to teach you.

After combining the shredded chicken, you can just add a little more sauce.

Okay, let's start making jelly next and see how your skills are. "

Guo Kui hadn't been happy for two minutes before Chu Yunfeng assigned another task, jelly?

This is much easier to make than cold noodles, and the seasoning configuration is not much different, so Guo Kui is eager to try it.

"Come on, Master Guo, you will continue to give us benefits soon!"

"Come on, we are optimistic about you!"

"I'm telling you quietly, you must fail the first time, so that you can get benefits twice!"

Guo Kui was filled with infinite motivation when he heard everyone's encouragement, but who was causing trouble again just now and actually said that he would fail first?
What the hell is this?
Is there anyone who thinks so little of themselves?

Just for one more benefit, what do you think?
Who the hell, come out and take two steps for me, and watch me give you benefits later?
When Guo Kui raised his head again, his sharp eyes looked as if he wanted to eat someone. Many people started to dodge their eyes when they saw him. What on earth is going on?
While Guo Kui was making jelly by himself, Chu Dingtian came in.

"Dad, what do you want to eat?"

Seeing that his father came in with a suitcase, Chu Yunfeng was surprised and immediately asked, knowing that he was about to fly abroad.

Han Bingbing woke up, and Chu Dingtian would have nothing to do if he stayed here, so he must want to fly to the United States as soon as possible to be with his mother.

"For the noon flight, please bring me some fried rice with eggs and a plate of kimchi.

By the way, give me two more bowls, oh no, five bowls, all red.

I probably won’t be able to eat any authentic Chinese food after I go out, so let me have a good time first. "

Chu Dingtian sighed deeply. Now that he was about to go abroad, he would sigh like this. This shows the status of Chinese food in the hearts of Chinese people.

When I thought about going there to eat bread, steak, pizza, etc., I suddenly felt uncomfortable all over my body.

Chu Yunfeng naturally knew that his father was preparing to leave, so he didn't ask at first, and he told himself directly.

"Wait a moment. By the way, have you met Aunt Han?"

Dad probably got drunk with Dean Gao yesterday, so he didn't see him all day, so Chu Yunfeng asked about it.

Chu Dingtian waved his hand and said: "She just woke up, and the doctor advised not to let her think too much, so I didn't bother her.

Otherwise, she will definitely ask about your mother when we meet her. I have told Mu Qing that if she asks about your mother, just tell her that she is abroad and that she has not been in contact for a while. "

"Okay, I'll take you to the airport in that moment, and I'll go to the United States to see you later when I'm done."

Chu Yunfeng also knew that his mother's matter was difficult and could not be solved in a day or two, so he prepared to go there.

And according to the news Ma Fu got back from inquiring in Europe, he might be able to solve this matter, but he still needs to be well prepared.

"No, I'll take a taxi and go directly after dinner. You're busy with your business and don't worry about me!
By the way, remember to call your grandpa and grandma and tell them about this. When you came here, your grandma was still chasing me and asking questions. "

Chu Dingtian's words made Chu Yunfeng suddenly feel a headache. It seemed that these two elders were really anxious to have a grandson.
(End of this chapter)