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

When Su Qingfeng saw his uncle's expression, he knew what he was thinking.

He was taller than his uncle, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Didn't you talk about watching sea fish? Come on, I want to buy a few more fish today. Uncle, what do you want to eat?" "

Bai Haoran is also a big-hearted person. When he heard this, he immediately put aside his previous worries and started to think about it. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I I want to eat grilled dried shrimps!”

Bai Haoyu followed them, hanging slowly and not too far behind them. Seeing Bai Haoran like this, he shook his head in amusement.

I don’t know if the boss is really stupid or pretending to be stupid...

but……

When Bai Haoyu thought about the golden color, crispy shell and crunchy grilled dried shrimp in his mouth, he couldn't help but swallow.

It seems that as soon as you think about it, you can think of the salty taste of the shrimp and the crispy smell that surrounds the tip of your nose.

Thinking of this, Bai Haoyu couldn't help but speed up his progress.

Along the way, I met many people on the farm.

Su Qingfeng was a little surprised, "Uncle, do we have so many seafood here? There are so many people on the farm going to buy it, and they can all buy it?"

It was rare for Bai Haoyu to see Su Qingfeng showing such an expression, and he couldn't help laughing, "You don't know this, right? Our farm goes east, there is a sea there, and many people in the small fishing village rely on the sea for food. Sea, seafood that cannot be sold usually is sometimes brought here. Even though we are a farm here, well..."

Bai Haoyu said "hehe" twice and winked at Su Qingfeng, "We have a lot of people on the farm. Even if each person buys half a catty of shrimp, every household can digest a lot of seafood."

Su Qingfeng nodded with enlightenment. At this time, many seafood sold at high prices in later generations was not as high as before, especially at the seaside. There was no shortage of small seafood to eat. Those who had the conditions, where seafood and meat were available, Under such circumstances, they will also choose to spend some money to eat meat instead of seafood.

But when Su Qingfeng came to the stall selling seafood privately and saw a large yellow croaker weighing 35.1 pounds, which was a full three pounds, she couldn't help but be a little shocked.

In the coastal areas of a previous life, a three-pound large yellow croaker could be sold for a high price of 2900 per pound. Because of its small quantity, large yellow croaker is a migratory fish that grows slowly and is known as a luxury in the ocean. Official products.

As a result, it was now lying in front of Su Qingfeng, and its worth was - 35.1 pounds.

Su Qingfeng fell into an eerie silence.

What the hell!

What's the difference between this and picking it up for free!

As a chef, he couldn't control himself at all and wrapped up these large yellow croakers with a swipe on the floor, and paid the money quickly with a hand speed that could almost see the afterimage.

After paying the money, he felt the eyes of the people around him belatedly.

Not to mention anyone else, even Bai Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little funny, "Nephew, do you like big yellow croaker?"

Whether you like it or not is one thing.

Whether to buy it or not is another matter.

Thinking of the high price in his previous life, Su Qingfeng always felt that if he didn't round up these pure, natural and pollution-free large yellow croakers today, all the money would be wasted.

It’s time to spend money, it’s time to save money!

Just like the large yellow croaker right now, it deserves to be spent.

But Su Qingfeng thought about it and didn't explain so much. Instead, he showed a bright smile and said in a good mood, "Okay! Uncle, second uncle, let's pick something more. When we get back, I will let you see it." See my craft.”

Many people on the farm have seen Su Qingfeng's craftsmanship.

Among them, none of them, like Uncle Xiang who helped repair the roof and had tasted Su Qingfeng's craftsmanship, came out to refute.

Afterwards, Su Qingfeng picked some scallops, white shrimps and abalone under the warm greetings of a group of uncles and aunties, and then walked away slowly.

Halfway through, Uncle Xiang appeared out of nowhere and approached Su Qingfeng and his group with a smile. As if to show off, he shook a bunch of pork belly weighing one and a half kilograms in his hand.

In the past, Bai Haoran would have swallowed his saliva silently.

But things are different now.

Although my eldest nephew didn't come here before, he sent so many packages, and occasionally there was some food in the house. It's just that he was used to living a hard life and always wanted to save money.

After Su Qingfeng arrived, they had several big meals of fish and meat, including dumplings and white bread.

Now when I first saw this piece of pork belly, although I was a little surprised, it was not overwhelming.

Bai Haoyu seemed to have thought of something, and he and Su Qingfeng glanced at each other, and both saw a smile in each other's eyes. Then, Bai Haoyu coughed and pretended to say, "Uncle Xiang, what do you mean?"

Uncle Xiang smiled coquettishly, "What...Qingfeng, you are good at your craftsmanship, how about...our two families form a partnership? I will provide you with a pound and a half of pork belly, plus refined grains for three people, and I will take two of us with you." Is it okay for my apprentice to come over for dinner?"

One and a half kilograms of pork belly... This is quite a generous deal.

But Uncle Xiang is not completely at a loss.

Su Qingfeng not only came up with seasonings and spices, but also various ingredients.

Moreover, Uncle Xiang plus his two apprentices were considered three grown men. If they really wanted to eat with open stomachs, a pound and a half of pork belly would be nothing at all.

Su Qingfeng looked at the pork belly and basically thought that the pork belly would be used to make braised pork.

Inside the braised pork, add the newly bought abalone and put a few tiger eggs. With this batch of raw materials, the whole family is sure to be able to eat it.

He thought for a while, looked at Uncle Xiang, nodded, and readily agreed, "That's OK, the food will be ready later, I'll ask my uncle to call you."

Bai Haoran muttered, "Why don't you call me "Lao Er"?

Bai Haoyu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

When Uncle Xiang left, he dragged the boss and walked forward. Su Qingfeng could still vaguely hear Bai Haoran's plea for mercy.

……

The Bai family's kitchen.

Lao Bai's family is a clean family.

Even a place like the kitchen with a strong smell of oil smoke is kept clean every day, and there is no dust or oil smoke on the stove.

When Su Qingfeng used it, he felt relieved and anxious.

At the moment, he is preparing a deluxe version of braised pork with abalone and tiger eggs.

The production process of tiger skin eggs is actually very simple.

Su Qingfeng thought for a while, took five eggs, put them in the pot under cold water, cooked them normally, then rinsed them with cold water and peeled them. After peeling them, put in soy sauce and added them to the oil pan. After frying, the surface of the eggs The shape of tiger skin will appear.

This is probably the process of making tiger eggs. The next step is to make braised pork, which is nothing more than the process of handling abalone. Su Qingfeng is very good at braised pork.

For him, braised pork is not only a signature dish, but also an advancement point in his career and a memory of his past life.

Bai Yue didn't know when he came over.

In the past, when the family was cooking, he didn't get involved much.

Because he knows that he has no role to interfere. Sometimes he wants to help, but more often than not, he is not helpful. Every time his old wife looks back, she will be half-infuriated by him, and in the end she has to help him. Keep cleaning up the mess.

As time passed, Bai Yue discovered the secret of his own kitchen killer, and gave up the idea of ​​entering the kitchen.

There are some things that you really don’t have talent for, and you really can’t touch them.

But today when Su Qingfeng was making braised pork, perhaps the eldest grandson's movements were too smooth. When cooking, it was as if there was a groove in his chest. Adding salt, water, and various ingredients were all done at his fingertips. .

For Bai Yue, who is a kitchen killer but has a strong interest in the kitchen, it is not very attractive.

He stood aside and watched for a while, frowning and thinking for a moment, and then he suddenly realized, "Qingfeng, is this just that... the big stew in the Northeast!"

When Su Qingfeng heard this mess, he knew that his grandfather was really an outsider.

He immediately explained with a smile, "Grandpa, let me tell you, don't read so many people talking about Northeastern stew, in fact, this stew is not real stew at all!"

This bunch of words that went around successfully confused Bai Yue.

What is this all about?

"If you go out and see if you have stewed this dish randomly on the blackboard, you won't be able to see it at all. Besides, this stew has to be done carefully. If you stew it randomly, the flavors will be transferred and it will be wasted. Ingredients."

Bai Yue's curiosity arose, "What should the random stew be called?"

Grandpa is really a perfect compliment.

Such thoughts flashed through Su Qingfeng's mind, and then he replied with a smile, "Like 'stewing in an iron pot', 'big harvest', and 'coming out of one pot', these are all random stews."

"There are also classic Bada stews, chicken stew with mushrooms, pork stew with vermicelli, catfish stew with eggplant, and potato stew with beef. These are all included in Bada stew."

This posture, this small mouth, and this noun made Bai Yue stunned for a while. Just hearing the name made him want to drool.

Especially the chicken stewed with mushrooms, which is the first of the eight stews. It is said that "when the uncle comes in, the chicken will die".

Bai Yue became interested and pushed Hu Ping away. He didn't care that Hu Ping was so angry that he was counting down his brows. He pulled up a small bench and a small fan and fanned himself in front of the stove.

The wind blew loudly, and sparks occasionally flew out of the stove. Bai Yue didn't pay attention. Instead, he was very interested in discussing the stew with Su Qingfeng.

Just as he was talking, Bai Yue felt something was wrong.

What is this thing that smells so good? !

He looked up suddenly and saw Su Qingfeng opening the big pot. The soup inside was bubbling, which looked so delicious.

Su Qingfeng saw that it was getting dark outside, so he counted the scallops and large yellow croaker in the bag, preparing to steam one later, make one with scallions, and make two quick dishes. Basically, they were almost ready.

When the braised pork was out of the pot, Uncle Xiang and his two apprentices had already appeared at home without Su Qingfeng calling.

When he saw Bai Yue and Su Qingfeng looking over, Uncle Xiang was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

It was promised that Su Qingfeng would call for someone when it was time for dinner, but now that he was running over in a hurry, it seemed that he couldn't wait.

but……

Uncle Xiang stood in the earthen house and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the salty and sweet aroma in the air. The cheeks on his cheeks subconsciously began to become acidic, and his salivary glands began to secrete saliva. He just felt that if he could eat such a tough bowl of food today, even if he came here with a shy face and was regarded as a bitch, he wouldn't care.

How much is face worth?

What you put into your mouth is real!

When the braised pork was served from the kitchen, Uncle Xiang immediately felt that his choice was wrong!

Su Qingfeng hadn't finished cooking yet. Out of courtesy as guests, they couldn't just serve one dish and start eating.

What's more, a junior like Su Qingfeng was still busy in the kitchen.

But just not eating it, just smelling it, for Uncle Xiang and his two apprentices, was simply a kind of sweet torture.

Fortunately, Su Qingfeng was quick and easy, and after putting all the dishes on the table, a group of people sat down in a lively manner, ready to eat.

What people didn't expect was that Uncle Xiang was quite polite this time and brought a bottle of sorghum wine he brewed.

Bai Yue didn't like to drink this stuff before, thinking it would cause heartburn and cause accidents easily, but after staying here for a long time, some habits have changed.

Occasionally when I feel depressed, having a drink like this becomes unthinkable.

After opening the wine, Bai Yue asked Su Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, would you like a drink?"

Su Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then handed over the bowl.

Anyway, there is a physical bonus, so you can't get drunk.

This braised pork, in addition to tiger eggs, also has abalone.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that it nourishes blood and softens the liver, nourishes yin and replenishes essence, clears away heat and improves eyesight, and regulates numbness and unblocks collaterals. It is especially delicious when used in soups and is rich in protein, fat and many other nutrients. As a result, at this time, things like abalone , not too much, it won’t sell at all, just so Su Qingfeng got a bargain.

Hu Ping didn't like eating this stuff at first.

I just feel that although the texture is chewy and like meat, I always feel weird when I think that it is not meat.

But I didn't expect that when the abalone is put into the braised pork and the sauce is poured on the surface, it will become so delicious.

She just felt that so many opportunities had been wasted in the past.

But then I thought about it, the reason why the abalone was so delicious and the knife was so neatly changed was not only because Su Qingfeng was the cook, but also because Su Qingfeng also put in a lot of seasonings.

These condiments add up over time and add up to a considerable sum.

And those oils and meat are simply not something ordinary people can get.

Thinking of this, Hu Ping glanced at Su Qingfeng.

This eldest grandson is always smiling, but now after drinking, he looks more real.

Hu Ping didn't believe this child. He had never suffered at all.

But he never said that. (End of chapter)