The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 91 Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs
This little jealous guy!
Nanzhi shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were filled with a hint of smile.

She put the first and only order on the wall, then took out the chops that had been chopped into small pieces.

The ribs have been soaked in cold water to remove the blood, ensuring there is no fishy smell.

Heat oil in a pan, add rock sugar and stir-fry until melted, then add the spare ribs and stir-fry until golden brown.

Add hot water, garlic, ginger, soy sauce, cooking wine and vinegar, then simmer over high heat until the sauce is reduced.

While waiting, Nanzhi was not idle either, and continued to teach Xie Yu the key points of cutting vegetables.

Xie Yu asked:
"Why do I feel like the sweet and sour pork ribs you make are different?"

Nanzhi explained as he cut the knife:

"Sweet and sour spareribs are very popular, and the cooking methods vary in Sichuan, Zhejiang, Shanghai, and Huaiyang cuisines. For example, in Shanghai cuisine, the characteristic is the addition of tomato sauce, while in Zhejiang cuisine, the cooking method is more delicate and the taste is heavier. However, the former two are at least braised dishes, while in Sichuan cuisine, sweet and sour spareribs is a cold dish."

"Cold dish? Sweet and sour spareribs can be made into a cold dish?"

Xie Yu found it incredible.

"Well, it's fried and peppercorns are added to increase the numbing taste. It's usually served as an appetizer."

Xie Yu listened humbly.

Nan Yi and Xie Anan behind the stage also stopped peeling garlic and listened attentively.

Xie Yu: "So your cooking method belongs to Huaiyang cuisine?"

"Yes, the Huaiyang cuisine's sweet and sour spareribs is a combination of the best of many cuisines. Most importantly, its taste is suitable for most people and is more universal."

[Did you see that? Xie Yu's eyes changed when he looked at Nan Zhi. He was full of admiration! ]

[My admiration is as overwhelming as a river! I can totally understand Xie Yu! Who would have thought that half a month ago I was still criticizing Nan Zhi for her rubbish acting skills? ]

[I thought the menu was a bit small and they were all home-cooked dishes, but now it seems... I thought it was too simple, big boss! ]

[Nanzhi has really changed a lot. Now she thinks three steps ahead and does things carefully. Where did the empty-headed Nanzhi go? ]

[Maybe Nanzhi likes cooking more than acting! So, Chef Nan, when are you going to change your career? If you continue to be a chef, I will never blacken you in my life! ]

[Am I the only one who is curious about how many cuisines Nanzhi specializes in? She is very knowledgeable when talking about the details. ]

[Knowing doesn’t mean you can cook. A professional chef is amazing if he or she can master one cuisine in his or her lifetime! 】

……

In fact, Xie Yu was also curious.

But due to the camera, he did not ask about these private matters.

"Is this the right way to cut it?"

The topic is back to the beginning.

When the ribs were almost cooked, Nanzhi calculated the time, took out the chopped potatoes and green peppers as side dishes, and stir-fried them over high heat.

The spicy and sour potato shreds are ready to serve, and the sweet and sour spare ribs are just right.

Xie Yu brought it to the food service counter and rang the bell.

Soon Qi Pei'er appeared from the window.

She saw the two dishes and swallowed her saliva, repeating to herself, "This is for the guests," "This is for the guests"...

Then, with the excellent qualities of a professional waiter, he held the plate with one hand, smiled and said:

"The food is served!"

The clear sound comes with a rich aroma.

At this time, there was only one table of customers in the store, with a curly-haired lady and her grandson sitting there.

The lady looked to be in her 60s, dressed casually, and was probably a nearby resident.

Her little grandson was about 5 or 6 years old, and was quite naughty. He kept climbing up and down the chair, and from time to time he looked at Qingxi and Qi Zhang who were playing with curious eyes, and it seemed that he wanted to join them.

But Aunt Curly is not a doting grandmother, and she keeps nagging about it:

"Just eat well, don't always think about running around! It was you who said you wanted to go out to eat, so grandma picked this newly opened restaurant. If you dare not try to finish it, ask your dad to treat you to fried pork with bamboo shoots when he gets home!" The little grandson looked back in surprise:
“Is bamboo shoot fried with meat delicious?”

Curly-haired lady: ...

Fu Chao: ...

The aunt simply chose to block her stupid grandson and continued to spout to Fu Chao:

"Young man, why don't you just say 8% off? When other new stores open, they offer 5% off. You can't run a business like this! You'll go bankrupt sooner or later!"

Fu Chao smiled dryly, his legs were sore from standing.

But he still shook his head firmly:

“No discount.”

They already feel they are losing out by selling Nanzhi crafts at this price.

If you go to a restaurant with a better environment, based on the taste, it would be no problem to sell a stir-fry for 98 yuan!
What? A discount?

It's simply an insult to Nanzhi!
——Fu Chao had a polite and courteous smile on his face, but his inner thoughts were extremely stubborn!
The comments in the live broadcast room are quite different:
[This lady is really difficult to deal with. If you think it's expensive, then don't eat it. She wants to order dishes and ask the kitchen to place an order, but she still insists on asking for a discount! I'm really convinced! ]

[Don't question the customer, the auntie may be tired and don't want to move! And this kind of local auntie in Yanjing may not be short of money, she just likes to bargain, the lower the price, the better. ]

[If you ask me, their prices are really a bit expensive. For a small restaurant like this, the average cost per person is 3 or 40 yuan at most. Their average cost per person is almost doubled! ]

[This is Yanjing, thank you. Don’t compare the prices of super first-tier cities with other cities. ]

[The ingredients are good, the cost is high, so the price is naturally high. In fact, the price is posted on the wall. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to buy it. You can come and go freely! ]

[If nothing else, I think Nanzhi’s cooking skills are worth the price! ]

【Have you tried it and think it’s worth it? 】

[Does anyone still think that Nanzhi's cooking is a scripted show? Wake up. 】

……

As the curly-haired lady continued to bargain, Qi Pei'er delivered the dishes.

She put the tray down:

"Your sweet and sour spareribs and hot and sour shredded potatoes are ready."

The aroma hits your nostrils.

The curly-haired lady's words got stuck in her throat.

Even her little grandson stopped moving and stared at the two dishes on the table.

That's right.

It's very homely sweet and sour spare ribs and spicy and sour shredded potatoes.

But their appearance is not homely at all——

The cutting skills for the spicy and sour potato shreds are excellent. Not only are the thicknesses consistent, but the lengths are also very close. Each shred of potato is shiny, and the golden plate, occasionally dotted with emerald green pepper shreds, is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

When the steam rises, the aroma of the rice vinegar in the dish continues to evaporate and spread, and just smelling it makes you feel appetizing.

Of course, the most amazing thing is the sweet and sour spare ribs. Each piece of ribs is as crystal clear, shiny and moist as amber. They are stacked together like a hill. There is no extra sauce at the bottom of the plate. Instead, it is all wrapped around the ribs, evenly and consistently.

The sweet and salty aroma is overbearing and strong, making people salivate.

Gudong.

Who is swallowing?
It's the curly-haired aunt and her naughty little grandson.

And Fu Chao.

The old lady suddenly came to her senses and stared at Fu Chao vigilantly.

Those who didn't know would think Fu Chao was trying to steal her food...

Well.

It doesn't seem impossible.