Fu Yu had just sent Zhang Jinyu over to Bai An to get the chicken fat, when the ordering clerk came over again to deliver the order.
According to the order of rounds, Gu Yunwu should be responsible for taking this order.
But the orderer came straight to Fu Yu and shouted: "Fu Chu, your order!"
Since Yao Shi introduced Fu Yu as the R&D chef of Qianlima's innovative dishes in the last interview on the provincial TV station, Fu Yu's exclusive orders have increased significantly.
He took the order and glanced at it. It was a small table of noodles, and he ordered four of the store's special dishes.
Innovative harvest stew, improved salt and pepper shrimp and tiger, squirrel mandarin fish, steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli, and a seafood porridge.
When I saw it, I came here specifically to check in, wanting to try the special and improved dishes in the store.
Fu Yu glanced at the list on the kitchen wall and saw that there were still four dishes for the banquet that had not been finished.
If we were to intersperse the noodles, we would have to make steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli first, and it would be served faster.
He made arrangements here, and Zhang Jinyu came back with chicken fat over there.
"Chef Wang said that if the chicken fat is not enough, you can go and get it at any time. They just want to make chicken fat pancakes today, and they have made a lot of them in advance!"
Fu Yu suddenly realized.
correct!
Chollima also has a staple food, chicken fat pancakes!
Because Hong An was not involved in Bai An's affairs, Fu Yu had never eaten the chicken fat pancakes. Occasionally, he had an impression of it after hearing about it, but he really didn't think about it for a while.
Now that you have chicken fat, you don’t have to worry about frying mushrooms in chicken fat.
Fu Yuzhao's classic old-flavor steak recipe, follow step by step.
Slice mushrooms.
Fu Yu held the kitchen knife, swiss, swish, and the mushroom slices fell off neatly and neatly.
Zhang Jinyu stood by and watched carefully with the intention of stealing from his master. When he saw this scene, his mouth suddenly opened into an "O" shape!
This mushroom is not like other vegetables. When slicing it, you need to be very patient, as this thing will not rise quickly!
Usually, the chef shouts for mushrooms, and the waiters rush to prepare the dishes.
Fu Yu took action directly this time, which opened Zhang Jinyu's horizons.
Seeing a bunch of mushrooms turn into neat slices, Zhang Jinyu sighed inwardly: Chef Fu is awesome!
Slice the garlic and chop the green onions.
The chicken fat was refined by Bai Yan and kept in the refrigerator. Fu Yu scooped out a piece with a spoon and put it into the pot.
Zhang Jinyu looked at the small spoonful and estimated it based on his feeling. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that it was exactly 10 grams.
As soon as the chicken fat was put into the pot, the aroma wafted out after a while. Fu Yu, who was standing by the pot, smiled slightly.
No wonder the classic old-flavor recipe requires that old hens that have been raised for several years must be used. Look at this chicken fat, it is really good!
It smells so good!
Fu Yu spread the chicken fat with a spatula and waited for it to melt completely.
At this time, the ordering clerk suddenly ran over in a hurry.
"Fu Chu! The new customer wants to see you!"
Fu Yu was stunned, turned around and asked, "See me?"
The orderer said: "Yes! I said that I have eaten the dishes you cooked before and I was very satisfied. I hope you will be the chef this time."
Fu Yu frowned: "Then just let her order the food and then hand over the order."
The ordering clerk said: "She said that her son has anorexia and doesn't want to eat the dishes that he usually orders. I hope you can go over and take a look and see if you can make something that his son wants to eat this time."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yu really thought of two people.
A mother and son, the mother is in her early forties and the son is sixteen or seventeen years old.
At that time, it was because I had anorexia that I had to see the chef. Later, he helped me make a dessert, which was how I dealt with it.
Was he satisfied with the meal and became his repeat customer?
Fu Yu was quite happy.
However, he had an unfinished order in his hand, and he really didn't have time to go there, so he said to the waiter: "Go and explain it to me. The kitchen here is busy, and I may not be able to make it for a while."
The waiter was a little embarrassed. When he spoke just now, he felt that the mother and son were not easy people to talk to. Now he refused rashly, which would be bad if he annoyed someone.
After thinking about it, the waiter specially brought a pot of sour plum soup that was given away for free in the store.
On this hot day, drinking a cup of sweet and sour iced plum soup is both appetizing and relieving the heat. Can it somewhat relieve the anxiety of customers while waiting?
The chicken fat in the pan has melted.
Fu Yu put the garlic slices into the pot, stir-fried for a while, then immediately added the mushroom slices and continued to stir-fry.
Add salt and a ladle of stock.
Fu Yu has always known that when frying mushrooms, you need to add some stock, so that the mushrooms taste more delicious.
But now I read some classic recipes, and I realized that adding broth when frying mushrooms not only enhances their freshness, but also promotes the rapid release of moisture from the mushrooms.
Under the stimulation of the broth, the mushrooms quickly began to release water and immediately shrank in size.
When the water released by the stock and mushrooms is almost gone, add chives and turn off the heat.
At this time, continue to stir-fry and use the residual heat to cook the onions, and only then can you take it out of the pan and put it on the plate.
The presentation of classic old-style recipes is obviously not as sophisticated as the special family banquet recipes.
A plate of chicken fat mushrooms is just piled high into a hill, which is considered a complete meal.
Fu Yu hesitated for a moment, then temporarily blanched two broccoli flowers, wrapped them in transparent soup, and placed them on the edge of the plate as decoration.
Unknowingly, under the subtle influence of his special family banquet recipes, his aesthetics in plate presentation slowly began to improve.
He can't even see the messy dishes on the plate, even though his technique is getting more and more skillful now, and those green lines that were originally dense have become more and more clear.
The fried mushrooms in chicken oil are ready.
The waiter came over just in time. When he was carrying the plate, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and asked casually: "Hey, isn't this fried mushrooms in chicken oil? They actually ordered this dish?"
Fu Yu's fried mushrooms in chicken oil were so rich and fragrant that the waiter recognized them almost immediately.
She just sighed, then thought of the three guests, and suddenly a look of clarity appeared on her face.
These three people didn't look like they were rich people at first glance. They had ordered a few dishes in total. Anyway, one plate was served and the other was empty. If it weren't for the habit of picking up plates as they ate in the store, they would probably have the table on the table now. It was deserted early in the morning.
The waiter carrying the dishes went to box 212 and happened to meet the waiter on the same floor leading the customer out.
She quickly stepped aside.
When the two sides passed each other, the boy who was following the waiter suddenly stopped, then turned to look at the plate held by the waiter.
"What kind of food is this? It smells delicious."
The boy's voice was not loud, but his words were pronounced clearly.
The waiter replied casually: "Sauteed mushrooms in chicken oil."
The young man nodded and suddenly said: "I want to eat this dish."
When the female customer walking in front heard this, she suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Really!"
Seeing the boy nodding, the female customer quickly said to the waiter: "We want this dish!"
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