It's not too late to love again

Chapter 301 This dish tastes so familiar!
It turned out that I accidentally cut my finger, and a small piece of flesh was almost peeled off. It was bloody, and I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingle when I saw it.

"Why are you so careless, I told you to concentrate on your work, look at you!" Master Wu was distressed and anxious, and called Xiaoying to go over and clean up the cutting board.

When Xiaoying saw a little blood on the kitchen knife, her heart trembled, and she silently washed it away.

Ah Xiang's face was pale, and he was clutching the bottom of his finger in pain. Master Wu took a sip of white wine and sprayed it on Ah Xiang's injured finger with a puff, which was regarded as disinfecting him.

Ah Xiang screamed even worse, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead, Master Wu had no choice but to sigh: "Go out and treat the wound first."

After Ah Xiang went out, Master Wu has a big headache. Now the only helper is injured. Even if he can continue to work, the efficiency will be greatly reduced.

Xiaoying saw Master Wu's embarrassment, her heart moved, and she wanted to volunteer to help, but the words were pressed into her stomach again...

Xiaoying continued to wash the vegetables, and Master Wu began to put the cut vegetables into the pot with a sad face. He was quite depressed in his heart. He is not superhuman, how could he be so busy.

In desperation, Master Wu glanced at Xiaoying anxiously: "Can you chop vegetables? How about beef?"

The guest ordered a dish of boiled beef. Ah Xiang was cutting the beef just now, but he was honorably injured after cutting a few pieces.Time cannot be delayed, and guests will become impatient if they are in a hurry.

I didn't want to stand out at first, but Master Wu asked her, and she was a person who didn't want to lie, so she nodded subconsciously.

In the current situation, Master Wu couldn't help being picky, so he had to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Okay, you cut that piece of beef, hurry up." Master Wu said to Xiaoying, but his eyes were fixed on the pot, and he was holding the spoon, so he couldn't be sloppy.

Xiaoying responded without saying a word, picked up the kitchen knife and dropped it.

Master Wu was busy cooking. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Xiaoying chopping vegetables, but he didn't bother to take a look. He didn't turn around to look until the vegetables in the pot were cooked.

"Huh?" Master Wu looked at the cutting board in amazement, and then at Xiaoying, his eyes were full of surprise.

Originally, he didn't expect Xiaoying to cut it very well, as long as he could make do with it, but now he saw that Xiaoying's cut beef was not only thin, but also sliced ​​evenly, and she cut it in such a short time. It's cut in a piece, faster than Ah Xiang's.

Xiaoying was a little embarrassed by Master Wu's stare, she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Look, is it okay?"

"Hahaha, of course, it's really good! Xiaoying, you are really hiding something!" Master Wu was very satisfied, but there was no time to ask any more questions at this moment. The most important thing was to deal with today's guests.

"What else can you do? Can you cook?" Master Wu asked with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

Xiaoying hesitated for a moment, then nodded... It seemed that she couldn't escape, the kitchen was in urgent need of manpower, and she couldn't bear to see Master Wu so anxious.

Master Wu was overjoyed again. For some reason, the girl in front of him gave him a feeling of trust. He didn't even feel that she was lying or boasting. A thought that even surprised him came up in his heart... "The guest also ordered I ordered mapo tofu, you can make it, I will make boiled beef."

Master Wu is the mainstay of the restaurant. When he speaks, it is tantamount to his trust and respect for Xiaoying. Xiaoying looked up in shock, but saw Master Wu smiling and patted her on the shoulder to encourage him: "Don't be afraid, take out your I’ll try it after frying, if it’s really bad, at worst I’ll fry it again. We’re running out of time, so act quickly.”

Master Wu's encouragement gave Xiaoying strength. She used to like cooking very much, and her craftsmanship was even better. Today, she can pick up the pot and spoon and be a temporary cook again. This is a great surprise for a dish washer.

Xiaoying nodded solemnly again, and immediately began to work swiftly.

Master Wu was secretly a little nervous. Although it was just a simple vegetarian dish, it was this simplicity that showed the skill of the chef.He doesn't ask how delicious Xiaoying can fry, as long as it's enough to serve on the table.Today's situation is special, so I can only do this.

At this moment, the customer who ordered a dish of "Ma Po Tofu" was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, looking down at his phone.He came here like a luminous body that cannot be ignored, attracting a lot of attention, but he didn't seem to notice it, and there was a man as thin as a bamboo pole sitting in front of him, chattering in his ear Nagging... Shan Ying had already filled his wine glass and looked at Fandi with a smirk on his face: "Boss, this is the restaurant I have been looking for for a long time. The Sichuan cuisine is very authentic. You will definitely like it after you try it." , although the facade here is no better than a high-end restaurant, the dishes are definitely not inferior, hehe... Boss, shall we have a few drinks first?"

Fandi didn't say much, he tilted his neck and drank a glass of beer. .

There is no expensive red wine and foreign wine to drink in this kind of small shop. The most common beer and Laobaiganer are the most common drinks on the tables of diners, and they are economical things for them.

Fandi would not usually come to such a place to eat. Fandi Mansion has a dedicated chef, and Jinhong No. [-] has recruited many senior chefs from home and abroad, so Fandi can be said to be quite happy in terms of food. At the same time, he is also a big connoisseur, with a level of pickiness that often frustrates new chefs.In the past, when Xiaoying was taking care of him by his side, she was considered an outlier. She would cook what he liked, and sometimes she would serve what he didn't like, nagging and persuading him to eat it.

Shanying is also painstaking, seeing that the boss's appetite has not been as good as before recently, so he thinks about going out to find some delicious food, so that the boss can eat more refreshingly.The feeling of eating and drinking at home is different from eating outside. Shan Ying thinks that Fandi should walk outside more often to feel the fireworks in the world. It is most suitable to come to this small restaurant.The food is delicious and there are many people, so the atmosphere will not be so deserted, unlike in the Fanshi Mansion, when it is time to eat, there are only Fandi and Xiaodouzi on the table...

The restaurant was almost full, and the environment became noisy. Men and women with different local accents were sitting around the table waiting for the food to be served. They all had anticipation on their faces, and their desire for food was obvious. The guests who were eating in their seats also showed satisfaction while eating.Although there were only a few tables, the atmosphere was lively, and the smell of food wafted in the air, making people move their index fingers.

Shanying couldn't help sighing that the environment of this kind of small restaurant is considered popular and down-to-earth, and in the Fanshi mansion, when the boss eats, it is simply too quiet...since Xiaoying left. ,

Fandi was annoyed by the croaking of the eagles. These days, the eagles have been talking about the delicious Sichuan cuisine in a certain place, especially the signature dish boiled fish, which is a rare taste in other restaurants.

Shanying got into Fandi's heart when he said it. He really likes Sichuan cuisine, especially boiled fish, which is Fandi's favorite among Sichuan cuisine.In the past, Xiaoying would often cook it for him, but after her accident, Fandi never ate any boiled fish that satisfied him. He always felt that the taste was missing, but he couldn't tell what was missing.

In addition to boiled fish, they also ordered mapo tofu and twice-cooked pork. The first thing that came up was mapo tofu.

There is a layer of red oil floating on the side of the plate, the place where the tofu is piled up in the middle is covered with minced meat, and some chopped green onions are sprinkled on top.The red and green color looks very appetizing, and the aroma penetrates into the nose, which makes people want to move their chopsticks.

Fandi glanced at the dish in front of him, and saw that the color was not bad, and it seemed to be delicious.

Fandi didn't move, and Shanying was embarrassed to eat first, and looked at Fandi shyly: "Boss, how about trying this first..."

The purpose of coming to small restaurants is to eat home-cooked food. There are no big meals, only authentic home-cooked food that makes people have an endless aftertaste.

Mapo tofu is a very common dish in Sichuan cuisine. Many people can make it, and many restaurants also have this dish, but only real foodies will know that the more simple ingredients can be used to make delicious dishes , that's real craftsmanship.Tofu itself has no taste, and its biggest feature is its tenderness. But to make ordinary tofu delicious, it will test the chef's skills.

Because it is too ordinary, it is more difficult to shine.

Fandi doesn't like to use chopsticks to eat mapo tofu, he always eats it with a spoon.In this way, the juice can be eaten together with the tofu, and the taste is stronger.

Picking up the spoon and moving it casually, a piece of tofu was sent into Fandi's mouth. He didn't expect much, but after eating the first piece, his indifferent expression changed slightly, and then he ate again The second block and the third block...

Shanying was overjoyed, seeing that the boss ate several pieces of tofu in a row, which meant that this dish was very suitable for the boss's appetite, Shanying was secretly relieved, and started to eat big mouthfuls.

"Hey, boss, how is it? The food here is not bad, how dare I lie to you, I only dared to ask you to come here after eating here twice..."

Just as I was talking, the twice-cooked pork was served.

The meat slices are sliced ​​very thin, and the heat is just right, so you can see that the meat slices are slightly curled, and the golden color is matched with bright green peppers and garlic sprouts, which makes people swallow.Shanying first put a piece of meat in Fandi's bowl, and then he started to eat.

"Well, it's delicious, boss, try it quickly, it's really good!" Shanying's surprise was not feigned, he felt that the pot meat this time was even more delicious than what he remembered last time, could it be that the chef's skills have improved?
The mouthful of tofu slipped down from Fandi's mouth, his expression was a little strange, he didn't speak, picked up the chopsticks and sent the piece of twice-cooked pork in the bowl to his mouth...

This smell... Fandi's deep black eyes shrank, his chewing movements became extremely slow, and his memory was sent back to a certain moment in the past again.

On the surface, Fandi didn't get too upset, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.This mapo tofu and twice-cooked pork taste very much like Xiaoying's cooking!

The same ingredients have different tastes when cooked by different people. Chefs have their own characteristics and preferences, which will be reflected in the dishes.There are no two dishes that are exactly the same, ten chefs have ten flavors.But if the difference is very subtle, only those who are sensitive to food can detect it.

Just like now, Shanying also ate these two dishes, but he is not as sensitive as Fandi, he just thinks it is delicious, and has no other special feelings, but Fandi is aroused by this familiar taste. remember……

"Boss, boss..." Shanying called in a low voice. Seeing Fandi's expression was different and frowning, he thought it was the boss who thought the food was not tasty.

Fandi was pulled back by Shanying's voice, shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "Eat, I'm fine."

It's just that the taste is similar, what's so strange about it?No matter how similar they are, they are not as good as Xiaoying's craftsmanship... Fandi repeated this in his heart, and a bit of bitterness gradually overflowed from the corners of his mouth, thinking of Xiaoying's love for cooking, and remembering that she once said to make more delicious food Let him taste the dishes, her ambition is only for him, but now, he can't eat her dishes, it is a precious memory, how can it be compared with the two dishes in front of him?

(End of this chapter)