As soon as shopkeeper Xu introduced it, the surrounding customers were speechless.
"It's not my fault, Shopkeeper Xu. The food at Fuhua House is delicious, but the lunch boxes sold there are even better." Someone spoke up.
The man surnamed Liu looked helpless. He also admitted that he had praised this dish to his tablemates before.
"Only this one dish?" asked Fang.
Shopkeeper Xu pointed to the side: "Stir-fried shredded pork with fennel, these three are theirs."
"Try it, let's try it." People who buy it are willing to share it with others and eat the same dish from others.
Several people tasted it back and forth, and finally came to the conclusion that the stir-fried shredded pork with fennel made by the box lunch seller was more fragrant and fresh, and the shredded pork was tender.
Shopkeeper Xu naturally followed suit and took a few bites, and continued to sigh.
"Shopkeeper Xu, I'm not saying that the food in your restaurant is not good, but when someone ordered the same dish and ate the lunch box sold next door, they felt that they were at a loss."
Some guests tell the truth, and others nod, acknowledging that this is the case.
"It's better if Shopkeeper Xu increases the price of the dishes next to it. You'll pay more for what you want to eat."
"No, who still needs that money? How much more can be added?"
"Shopkeeper Xu, go and ask others how they do it. Just learn it and you'll be fine!"
"Can you teach me this skill? Anyway, I know how, so I won't tell you."
Shopkeeper Xu heard what was going on and smiled: "Okay, I'll go ask, Brother Liu, and I'll give you a bottle of beer."
After saying that, he ran downstairs, stepped over the small fence, and complained to the director who was staying in the kitchen: "Zhu Lizhang, the guests have tasted it. The two dishes you made are more delicious than the ones in Fuhua House. How do you cook them?" of?"
"Shopkeeper Xu, how did you do it?" the manager wondered.
"Stir-fried kale, add oil, garlic, stir-fried kale, salt, rice wine, and sugar that other restaurants don't know about. Sugar can enhance the freshness."
Shopkeeper Xu lowered his voice as he talked about the secret of Fuhua Building.
"What kind of oil did you put in?" the manager asked again.
"Soybean oil!"
"We put lard and oyster sauce, as well as sugar, stock and cooking wine." The manager understood.
"Oh my God! Where are the shredded pork stir-fried with fennel? Yours is so tender and fresh."
"Choose tenderloin. The tenderloin is tender. Add oyster sauce and cooking wine."
"Oh! So when choosing meat, you need to use tenderloin. What are the oyster sauce and cooking wine?"
"Oysters, also called oysters, are boiled in oil and the stock is made from pork bones and chicken. I'll bring them back to you. You can use them first. Don't put oyster sauce in meat dishes, but in vegetarian dishes.
Cooking wine, made with rice wine as the base wine and then adding some seasonings, is better than rice wine alone. "
"Thank you!" Shopkeeper Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief and admitted that Xiaqiu Village is better than Fuhua Building.
People from Xiaqiu Village helped deliver lard, oyster sauce, stock, and cooking wine, but the tenderloin was not used.
The chef at Fook Wah House learned how to put and stir-fry the food, and when he tasted it again, it really tasted like this, and the stress disappeared.
I will be equally satisfied if I order these two dishes again, no matter who made them! Just taste the same.
Next, shopkeeper Xu ran over from time to time to ask if there were other dishes. The ones in Xiaqiu Village were still more delicious than those in Fuhua Building.
In the end, Hanhan suggested that he cook the dishes he didn’t cook and send them over for comparison. If there were any differences, he came over and asked about them together.
Fuhua Building was busy until about midnight, when the guests finally left with satisfaction.
Shopkeeper Xu, the waiters, and the kitchen staff stopped clearing the tables and went to rest.
In Xiaqiu Village, I took the time to prepare the side dishes for tomorrow's breakfast, fried the flatbread and put them together to cover, and soaked the rice.
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On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, shopkeeper Xu asked his staff to clean up the mess early in the morning. He washed his face and entered the Danqing Box Diner through the main entrance.
"Shopkeeper Xu, your eyes... dip a hand towel in hot water and cover it. If it still doesn't work, we have ice here. Wrap the hand towel in a cold compress. If you don't sleep well at night, order some soothing incense. I'll give you a box."
The manager saw the dark circles under Shopkeeper Xu's eyes, smiled and gave him an idea.
"Just use ice! I'll go back..."
"No, I'll give you a new towel." The head of the store waved his hand and took Shopkeeper Xu to get something. Then he sat down to eat. The craftsmen and hired workers also came to pick up the food. The children cooked porridge and distributed cakes.
"Zhu Lichang, thank you for teaching me how to cook yesterday. I can't repay you for this. I plan to buy cooking wine, stock, and oyster sauce for a long time."
Shopkeeper Xu put down his handkerchief and discussed with the head chef. He didn't know how to boil the oyster sauce, what ingredients to add to the cooking wine and how to add it, and he didn't know how to make the soup stock.
He was very grateful to Xiaqiu Village for his "life-saving grace", otherwise they would have opened a restaurant next to it...
"It's easy to say, but the soup is not very good. Trouble, don't put stock in all dishes. You have to boil the leftover stock twice a day."
The manager agreed, regardless of the price, the other party would give him whatever he wanted.
Shopkeeper Xu finished his breakfast with satisfaction and went back covering his eyes with a handkerchief.
At the pier, people from Xiaqiu Village came again to deliver food, along with two boats of fish, this time six boats.
We make packed lunches at noon, the children participate, and give one to the students who live in the library in less favorable conditions.
"It's cold, so it's no good if you don't eat food without oil and water!" the chief said. He was actually wondering if the library could recruit a son-in-law.
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"Chen Yan, bring someone here to get the meal." In the library, Chen Yan was holding half a dry bun in his hand and was about to have lunch with boiling water when someone called out again.
"Here we come." He pulled his neck in response, and the man from Datongpu immediately stood up.
They still recall the bowl of soup yesterday morning.
Two hundred and sixty people came out. There were more than 200 people before, but later more people came in. The rich people didn't bother to associate with them.
They saw large buckets and a group of children, as well as the lunch plates from the box lunch restaurant. They were dug out of wood and were not like the previous trays with bowls.
But this one also has a separate bamboo tube, which can be used as a soup drinking tool. There is just a place on the dinner plate to put the bamboo tube.
Chen Yan stood at the front of the team, took a dinner plate first, and served food in order.
First there is a large grid of steaming rice, then a medium grid of trembling braised pork, then a small grid of stir-fried dried eggplants with garlic paste, a small grid of dried cowpeas and soybeans, and finally a grid of mustard pickles and a bamboo tube of shredded radish soup.
He swallowed and bowed slightly: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." The child ladling soup responded with a smile, and then ladled soup for the next one.
Other scholars also thanked different children from the bottom of their hearts.
Until one person took the plate and asked what many people want to ask: "Why are you so nice to us?"
Everyone else stopped and looked at the children in Xiaqiu Village.
The children are watching Brother Hanhan together. Do you want to answer?
Just when Zhu Wentian was about to give the answer in a way that fit the character, someone suddenly shouted from outside: "The Holy Spirit gave me the name Xiaqiu Village Painting Library. Where is the mayor of Xiaqiu Village?"
"I'm going to find it." The little girl shouted, put down the spoon for beating the braised pork, turned around and ran away, followed by two boys and a guard from the Prince's Palace.
The students looked at each other in confusion. Did the Holy Spirit give this library a gift?
This counts as yesterday.
(End of chapter)
