Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 10 Simmering Braised Pork
The cadres and comrades were waiting outside, but Lin Mingliang was so anxious that he broke into a cold sweat.

He wanted to find someone to help with cooking, but he and Su Qingfeng were the only ones left in the kitchen.

Su Qingfeng is younger than him, can he do such a tough job?

He was still struggling in his heart, but suddenly he heard the chopping sound of a chopping board next to him.

I saw that Su Qingfeng had already begun to cut the pork belly into pieces, put it in a pot, blanch it in water and let it cool.

Then he put in oil and stir-fried chives, ginger, garlic and spices in a series of movements, just like flowing water, adding one point of burden and taking away one point.

Lin Mingliang noticed that during the firing process, the seasonings Su Qingfeng put in were many different from those of Master Li.

He looked on with horror.

I'm afraid it won't taste good.

However, for Su Qingfeng, this braised pork dish is not only Li Gen's specialty, but also his signature.

After the oil was stir-fried with ginger and garlic, he put the pork belly into the pan again, but he did not pour in a lot of oil like Li Gen did, as people these days like big oil and big meat, but just the right amount.

According to his experience, pouring too much oil into the pan when frying will result in a greasy final taste.

In a state-owned hotel.

The cadre in the Chinese tunic suit was really anxious.

While waiting, he rolled up his sleeves from time to time, looked at the time on his watch, and looked at the hotel door many times.

But he didn't know when, an alluring fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

The sweetness of fried rock sugar, the meaty aroma of pork belly, and the smell of various spices...

Han Zhiming swallowed unconsciously, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward and asked shamelessly, "Comrade, is my braised pork ready?"

Normally, Chen Meilan would have laughed in her heart. This cadre couldn't keep his temper.

Isn’t it just a bowl of braised pork?
It's like you haven't eaten it.

Besides, the braised pork was stewed. Could it be that the cadre was so hungry that he misremembered the waiting time?

But now she has no time to care about him.

What is the origin of Master Xiao Su?
It's also braised pork, but why is his version so much more fragrant than Master Li's?

Chen Meilan was scratching her heart and wished she could have a taste of his cooking right now.

It was easy to get through the waiting time.

When the braised pork was obtained, Chen Meilan breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Han Zhiming.

It's his seventieth birthday today, and he ordered the braised pork from a state-owned restaurant, saying that the braised pork here is excellent.

Now it seems that I really know how to eat it.

Han Zhiming carefully placed the lunch box, crossed his long legs, and left on his bicycle.

It's just that his back... no matter how you look at it, you feel a little anxious.

07: 30.

It's time for the master chef of the state-owned hotel to get off work.

Li Gen didn't know what he was doing. He still hadn't come back at this hour.

Su Qingfeng had no intention of waiting for him.

According to unwritten rules, unsold leftovers from state-owned restaurants can be packaged and taken home.

Among them... there was exactly half a pot of braised pork left.

Su Qingfeng had nothing to dislike, and Lin Mingliang was even more grateful to him. When packing, the big white rice was pressed again and again, wishing it could be crushed into stone.

Even the half pot of braised pork wanted to pour it all into Su Qingfeng's lunch box, not even the soup was left.

Su Qingfeng watched from the side, her eyelids twitching.

"Okay, okay, if you keep pretending, you'll break the rules. I'll leave first, and you should go back early."

Su Qingfeng waved to them and strode towards the night.

As soon as he left, Lin Mingliang and Chen Meilan jumped up in unison and ran toward the kitchen.

Neither of them was thin, but they squeezed in through a door frame.

The two of them rushed to the iron pot at the same time, reached out their hands, and used chopsticks to pick up a piece of plump, trembling, tender and springy braised pork.The braised pork is stewed for just the right time, and the fat meat enters the mouth. It has a satisfying feeling that melts in your mouth, and chews it carefully, and it has a glutinous texture.

Neither Chen Meilan nor Lin Mingliang said a word, immersed in the wonderful enjoyment of their taste buds.

"Snapped!"

Chen Meilan suddenly slapped her thigh, breaking the atmosphere.

She looked remorseful, "Oh, I should have kept Master Su before he left."

Lin Mingliang's cheeks were bulging, and his mouth was shiny when he ate. He said nonchalantly, "Why are you staying here?"

"My mother-in-law's place is hosting a banquet recently, and they happen to be short of a master chef. Master Su is just right!"

Lin Mingliang's eyes were dim and he said aggrievedly, "Sister Lan, why don't you think about me for doing such a good thing... They are all masters, I am just a vegetable cutter, and I have a family to support."

Chen Meilan glanced at him up and down, quite disgusted, "Whenever you can make braised pork like this, I'll come find you."

Lin Mingliang suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that there was only the last piece of braised pork left in the pot, Chen Meilan and Lin Mingliang looked at each other, and they were evenly matched.

Just at this moment, a pair of chopsticks stretched out out of thin air and firmly grasped the last piece of braised pork.

bar.

It's Li Gen's unique chirp when eating.

The anger blazing in Lin Mingliang's heart instantly shrank back.

After a moment of silence, Li Gen had an unpredictable look on his face, "Xiao Lin, this braised pork...did you make it?"

Lin Mingliang was excited and said with a smile, "Master, can I do this? It was the new Master Su who did it."

call.

Li Gen breathed a sigh of relief, but he just nodded lightly, "That's true."

He thought that Lin Mingliang had secretly learned how to braised pork somewhere, and actually compared him to his master.

so far so good……

wait!

Master Su?
Su Qingfeng!
Was it the braised pork he cooked? !

How old is he!
……

Su Qingfeng, who was walking in the town, certainly didn't know how much the braised pork he left behind would shock Li Gen.

When he walked to a small road, through the dim light, he vaguely saw an old man, smoking a pipe, squatting on the ground, and taking a puff from the dry pipe from time to time.

When he saw Su Qingfeng, the old man stood up suddenly and waved to him.

"Master? It's so dark. Why did you come to town?"

Su Qingfeng quickly approached and looked at the old man. He looked at him carefully before speaking.

The old man was not angry when his grandson nabbed him. He smiled and said, "I don't like hearing your nagging at home. I'll come to town to see you."

It sounds false.

But Su Qingfeng didn't expose it.

His smile was faint and somewhat genuine.

"Master, let's go, I brought back something good today, you have to try it."

The old man was walking at night, being supported by his grandson, and felt a feeling of sadness in his heart.

During the disaster year, others said that it was better to lose such a fool and let Su Laosi have another one.

At that time, the Su family didn't agree and were called fools by others.

Now it seems that it is all fate.

This kid will have a big future.

This is back to repay the favor!

　Today's first update~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)