The Splendid Peasant Girl of Space

Chapter 22: Being an Apprentice

Sure enough, the chicken was not processed well, and it had a fishy smell. As for the winter bamboo shoots, it also had an earthy smell. Although the chef's knife skills are good, it can't add much points to this dish.

The shopkeeper kept staring at Shen Qingyan, seeing her frowning as soon as she came up, and she felt a little guilty in her heart. After taking a sip, the frown deepened. Could it be that it was too salty? "Little girl, is there something wrong?" Before Shen Qingyan could answer , I have already tasted it with chopsticks first, and it still tastes like before. Could it be that someone came to find fault?
"I can use the same ingredients to make this dish taste better than this." Shen Qingyan said with pride on her pretty face.

"How is it possible? Our chef is one of the best in Panshui Town." The shopkeeper was a little unconvinced.

"Can I borrow your restaurant's kitchen?" Shen Qingyan knew that it was useless to just talk without practicing, but everyone knew that outsiders were not allowed to enter the back kitchen of the restaurant, so Shen Qingyan could only ask first.

"I'm afraid it's..." Just as the shopkeeper opened his mouth, another voice came over, "If you can really use the same ingredients to cook a dish that is more delicious than this one, I, Lao Hong, would like to take you as my teacher."

Shen Qingyan turned her head and saw a fat old man walking towards her, presumably he was the chef of Chengfuji.

Hong Dingshan walked up to Shen Qingyan in a few steps, looked her up and down, did not contempt her because of her rags, but asked politely: "Then tell me what is wrong with my shredded winter bamboo shoots and chicken."

"The fishy smell of the shredded chicken has not gone away, and there is also the earthy smell of winter bamboo shoots in it. Of course, the taste is not right." Shen Qingyan said bluntly.

"That's right, why didn't I think of it? I always knew there was something wrong with this dish, but I couldn't figure out what caused it. It turned out to be to remove the fishy smell, but how do I get rid of the fishy smell? Do you use wine?" Lao Hong said. He slapped his thigh, and he didn't feel angry at being told, but happily asked for advice, "Miss, please come to the back kitchen to open Lao Hong's eyes."

Shen Qingyan did not waste time, followed Hong Dingshan to the back kitchen, took a winter bamboo shoot, and saw her peel and shred the chicken, and then shred the chicken. After frying in a pan, put the shredded bamboo shoots that have been blanched in the same way, add seasoning and take out of the pan.

A bowl of fragrant winter bamboo shoots and shredded chicken came out of the pot. The shopkeeper and Lao Hong smelled the aroma better than before. They couldn't wait to taste it with chopsticks. Sure enough, the fragrance of bamboo shoots and shredded chicken perfectly blended together.

"Young lady is really good at cooking. Old Hong, I keep my word. Master, please be an apprentice..." Before Lao Hong finished speaking, Shen Qingyan interrupted, "Mr. Hong doesn't need to do this, I just took What a coincidence, I can teach you this method, but I also have a condition, I hope the shopkeeper will agree."

"What condition?" Hearing that he could teach the method, the shopkeeper regained his energy, but he was also afraid that Shen Qingyan would raise some excessive conditions, so he hesitated when speaking.

"Don't worry about the shopkeeper. It's just some trivial matters. I came from the countryside. Today I brought a lot of winter bamboo shoots to sell, but the good position was taken by someone. No one bought them. I just hope that the shopkeeper will send someone to buy them. At this price Well, of course at the market price." Shen Qingyan was afraid that Liu Chunsheng and the others would find someone, so she revealed her purpose.

"It turned out to be such a small matter." The shopkeeper was obviously relieved. Anyway, he wanted to buy goods, and it didn't matter who bought them, but if he could get himself a little more profit, of course he would not refuse.

After inquiring about Liu Chunsheng's booth, the shopkeeper sent his staff to buy it.

As soon as Shen Qingyan returned to her booth, Song Cuihua stepped forward and grabbed her, and said angrily, "Where did you go, there are a lot of people in the market today, don't be crowded, you If you get lost, what will you do if your name is Qingyu?"

"I'm sorry, auntie, I made you worry. I just went to Chengfuji to ask if they need winter bamboo shoots, so that our bamboo shoots will not have to worry about sales."

Shen Qingyan looked at the two big bags of winter bamboo shoots with bitterness and hatred on her face, "Those good positions have been taken by others, and we are not the only one selling winter bamboo shoots. If we don't think about it, we may not be able to sell it at night." Lose."

"Yan'er, it's okay. If you can't sell it, you won't be able to sell it. I'll go back to my uncle's house to get some brown rice noodles. There is nothing good at my uncle's house, but I won't watch you two starve." Liu Chunsheng thought Shen Qingyan did this for the winter bamboo shoots of their sisters. After all, they are no better than their own family. At least they still have two acres of Susukida, and they have their own skills. It is still possible to maintain a family of several people.

Song Cuihua next to her persuaded her, "Yeah, Yan'er, you're only 13 years old, how can you go out and talk to other people at such a young age? That Chengfuji looks pretty big, how could the shopkeeper in it listen to you as a child?" If not, their big restaurants have their own fixed delivery people, and it will be easy for you to be kicked out..."

Just as they were talking, a guy who looked like a buddy walked over to their booth, picked up the bamboo shoots in the bag, and gave Shen Qingyan a meaningful look.

"Guest officer, do you want bamboo shoots?" Seeing a guest coming, Liu Chunsheng quickly winked at Mrs. Song, telling her to shut up temporarily and help with the business together.

Song Cuihua received hints from her own man, and temporarily let Shen Qingyan go, and actively took a big winter bamboo shoot to sell, "Guest, look at how big and tender our bamboo shoots are, they are all the talents of our mothers." It was dug in the deep mountains and it is fresh, how many catties do you want?" He picked up the scale and wanted to weigh it.

It can't be seen that Song, who is usually quiet, is quite eloquent when doing business.

"I don't need a scale. I see there is no restaurant on the opposite side." The clerk pointed to Cheng Fuji on the opposite side, "Help me move all these winter bamboo shoots and cabbage over there, and weigh them there. Our shopkeeper said he wanted them all." , the price is easy to say."

"Ah." Liu Chunsheng and his wife were stunned by the news, and they looked at the smiling Shen Qingyan at the same time, "Yan'er, what happened? Is there really such a good thing?"

Shen Qingyan nodded at the two of them, so Liu Chunsheng took Mrs. Song and Shen Qingyan Chengfu Ji Shen Qingyu to help the staff bring the winter bamboo shoots into the back kitchen.

"This bag is 57 catties, and this bag is 68 catties. There are three coins per catty on the market. The total is 370 and five coins. Take it." The shopkeeper personally handed the money bag to Liu Chunsheng, and nodded to Shen Chunyan. If you still come to the market, send it directly to us, the old man’s name is Lu Chengfu, if the girl doesn’t mind it, you can call the old man Uncle Fu.”

(End of this chapter)