After confirming that he could go to Shangshi Private Restaurant in the evening, Fu Yu said hello to Liu Yunong in advance.
Liu Yunong was obviously very satisfied with Fu Yu's positive attitude towards studying.
However, she had something to do at night, so she would come over a little later, and just asked Fu Yu to go directly to the store after get off work.
Shangshi private restaurant takes the route of limited supply.
Unlike ordinary restaurants, which are open from 10 am to 10 pm, this place opens at 3:30 pm and closes at 10:30 pm.
And among the ten dishes served every day, only twenty servings of the two most distinctive dishes are served every day. If you come late, you can only wait and try your luck next time.
After all, the specials served here are different every day.
When Fu Yu passed by, it happened to be the busiest time for business in the store.
Liu Yunong hasn't come over yet, so Wang Yulong and Liu Zhangpeng are in charge of the kitchen.
In a restaurant, the atmosphere in the kitchen is actually determined by the relationship between the chefs in charge.
If there is a disagreement between the chefs in charge, then the workers under them will work on their own. Not only do they have to work hard to do their own work, but they also have to keep an eye on all directions and pay attention to the disturbances in the other camp at any time, for fear that something will happen. Accidentally, he was affected by the flames of war and unfortunately became cannon fodder.
But the kitchen of Shangshi Private Restaurant is different.
Wang Yulong pretends to be a chef, but he is actually the chef.
Liu Zhangpeng is his apprentice, and he always follows his lead.
The two chefs have a harmonious relationship, and the four waiters are also very kind-hearted.
Fu Yu originally came here to learn cooking, and he was obsessed with learning the cooking methods of Liu's cuisine.
What's more, building a good relationship with everyone in the kitchen can better pave the way for your future study career.
In fact, he doesn't have much education. He has the smell of the fireworks in a small city. He is very poor. He doesn't have that arrogant energy in him. He is gentle and refreshing, and will not offend anyone. Moreover, he is familiar with everyone. , especially easy to get along with.
Therefore, in the short time he came to the kitchen of Shangshi Private Kitchen, Fu Yu quickly became familiar with the others.
When Liu Yunong rushed over, as soon as he reached the door of the kitchen, he heard faint voices talking and laughing inside.
Wang Yulong is an old chef. After he first entered the industry as a master, he has been working with the master in the main store.
He talked about the time when he wandered around the old streets in front of and behind the main store, tasted all the local specialties, and saw the cooking scenes of various well-known celebrity chefs.
Baishui Sheep Head Diaozi Soup in Mutton Hutong, Langfang Second Stall Sheep Head Horse, Thin Fried Pepper and Salt, various time-honored pea yellow and kidney bean cakes...
When Wang Yulong talked about these things, he spoke clearly and with the tone of an expert, just like Emperor Qianlong commenting on the Man-Han banquet!
He grew up there and worked as a chef. These are the things he is most familiar with and talks about with relish.
In the back kitchen, except for Liu Zhangpeng who came with him from the main store, the other four workers and Fu Yu had never been there. They were completely unaware of these new things. They were fascinated by what they heard and followed them with great support. talk.
When Liu Yunong entered the kitchen, he heard Wang Yulong sweep away his serious and unsmiling look, ask Fu Yu with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth: "Do you know what sheep head dumpling soup is?"
Fu Yu shook his head repeatedly.
Wang Yulong asked again: "Have you ever eaten Baishui sheep head?"
Fu Yu waved his hand again.
Wang Yulong clicked his tongue: "I'm telling you, just take one bite! That's it! You won't know the taste of meat for three months!"
Fu Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"When you eat meat, you can't eat the tips of the buttocks, the belly, and those parts. Those things don't taste good and are just fat bags. Those who really know how to eat have to pick up the offal!"
When Fu Yu heard this, he immediately became energetic. He understood this!
I often hear Zhao Meng talking about it.
Fu Yu enthusiastically agreed: "That's right! For example, if you eat chicken, you have to eat chicken feet, if you eat duck, you have to eat duck tongue, and if you eat pork, you will definitely have fat intestines and pig tails!"
Wang Yulong looked at Fu Yu with more and more admiration, and rarely showed a smile: "Yes, we eat mutton, just the sheep head!"
"This white water sheep head was created by an old chef named Ma Yukun. In the winter, when the northwest wind was blowing, Chef Ma was cooking this dish in the alley."
"The old man is very particular. He wears a homemade chef's uniform, a blue cloth coat, and a white shirt. He holds an ox-ear knife in his hand. He has superb knife skills and is as fast as flying."
"The slices of meat are as thin as paper! Cut them, place them on the green lotus leaves, and sprinkle them with a layer of secret fried salt and pepper. The slices of meat are large and thin. You can eat them with the special salt and pepper. They are soft and tender. Crisp and mellow but not greasy, what a fragrance!"
Everyone in the kitchen was chatting while working, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.
Liu Yunong stood at the door and stared blankly, feeling a little surprised. At that moment, he suddenly felt as if Fu Yu had been working here all along.
Everyone got along well, cooperated tacitly, and were full of indescribable intimacy.
Liu Yunong's eyes moved from Wang Yulong's body to Fu Yu's face, without interrupting the lively conversation inside.
After standing quietly for a while, a playful smile appeared on her lips, and then she stepped in.
Seeing the boss coming, everyone said hello.
Then the working atmosphere was obviously more intense than before.
Fu Yu followed Liu Yunong and became an official assistant cook.
At 7:30 in the evening, everyone in the kitchen took turns eating.
Unlike Chollima's kitchen, at Shangshi's private restaurant, everyone in the kitchen eats the dishes on the menu that day.
Meals are unlimited.
This was Fu Yu’s first time eating Liu’s food.
The stuffed oxtail served in a large celadon bowl is made from the tail bones of a one-and-a-half-year-old ox, stewed over low heat for several hours.
Inside is the Liu family’s secret matsutake mushroom filling soup.
After simmering, it needs to be steamed with stock for another hour.
The aroma overflows and melts in your mouth.
There is also a dish of five-spice crispy bone large yellow croaker.
From fish selection to pickling to cooking, all are secret recipes passed down by the Liu family.
The marinated large yellow croaker is placed in a casserole and simmered over low heat for five hours.
The fish soup ripples slightly but cannot boil until the bones are crispy and the meat is rotten, but the whole fish is in good shape.
When eating, you don’t even need to spit out the fish bones, they are soft and melt in one sip.
Both of these dishes are limited edition specials on today's menu.
There were twenty copies in total, and they were sold out before eight o'clock.
As a result, I left two portions of each in the kitchen.
Fu Yu ate two bowls of stuffed oxtail and most of a yellow croaker by himself.
By the end of the meal, if I hadn't been concerned about the image, I would have wanted to mix the rice directly onto the plate and absorb all the remaining soup, not wanting to waste any of it.
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
After eating this meal, Fu Yu was really convinced.
Why can a dish in Shangshi Private Restaurant be so expensive and dare to offer limited supply?
Because they do have this strength!
It’s okay not to accept it!
In other places, no matter how rich you are, you really can’t afford it!
