Chapter 901: Mom Is Just Joking With You [Asking for a Monthly Pass]
Is it such a coincidence?
Xu Zhuo didn't expect that the reason for Cao Kun's leave was to go back to learn sweet duck.
Sweet duck is indeed a delicacy, and it is not as spicy as the rare spicy in Sichuan cuisine, the skin is crispy and sweet, and the duck meat is very chewy.
But it's not necessary to go back to learn, because Boss Xu has a sweet duck with B-level signature skills, and at this level, even if Cao Kun goes back to learn, he may not be able to learn.
After all, the most important thing in braised vegetables is experience, even if people tell Cao Kun the whole production process, he may not be able to make it in a short time.
Besides, these are other people's business secrets, and their own relatives may not be able to learn authentic practices, let alone Cao Kun, an outsider who is not good at words at all?
In fact, Cao Kun can make sweet duck, but it's not so authentic.
According to the system's rating, it should belong to the category of high-quality, and with a little effort, it can be upgraded to a D-grade signature dish.
Although this level of sweet duck will not make customers forget, it is not unpleasant to eat.
Xu Zhuo was very curious, Cao Kun was so anxious to learn sweet duck, was he stimulated by anything?
"Brother Kun, the sweet duck you make is not bad, why do you have to learn from others?"
Compared with Sweet Duck, Xu Zhuo is more concerned about the physical and mental health of employees, especially in terms of mental health, which must be paid close attention to.
"A few days ago, our restaurant didn't conduct a lottery on Weibo to give gifts, and the sweet duck I made was given, and then some netizens said that the taste was average, so I felt that it was time to learn it. ”
His skill in making sweet duck was learned from Wei Junming, and Wei Junming's skill in making sweet duck is also at the high point of D-level.
After all, he is a master of Sichuan cuisine, not a master of Sichuan marinade, and his energy will not be all focused on marinated vegetables, so naturally he can't compare with those masters who make marinated meat every day after day.
After figuring this out, Xu Zhuo said: "Brother Kun, don't learn from others, I don't have anything to do next week, let's study it in the back kitchen first, it won't take much trouble anyway." ”
Last time, the two collaborated to make a crystal elbow, which made Cao Kun very excited for several days.
But this time......
"Xu Zhuo, that sweet duck is not an elbow, it's so troublesome, we may not be able to do it behind closed doors. ”
"It's okay, try it first, I'll ask my grandfather more about them in the past two days, if I can make it, won't it save you." And if you go to learn rashly, people may not necessarily teach it. ”
After hanging up the phone, Yu Keke looked at Xu Zhuo blankly and asked, "Do you really know how to make sweet duck......?"
"Not necessarily, try it, I'll drive you a few when it's ready." ”
On weekends and two days, the little couple either nestled on the sofa to watch a movie at home, or tried to cook food, and the days were very comfortable.
On Sunday afternoon, Xu Zhuo drove Yu Keke to Linping City, and after returning from there, he made some shaqima at home, and then drove to Chen Guifang's company.
"Nothing to do, let's talk, what's the matter. ”
Chen Guifang ate the sweet and soft shaqima, and looked like she had seen through Xu Zhuo.
Xu Zhuo didn't have any embarrassment, and directly explained his intentions.
"I want to buy ducks, preferably white-striped ducks fed over there in Leshan. ”
Chen Guifang put down the shaqima in her hand, her expression a little disappointed.
"I thought Coco was pregnant, what are you going to do when you buy ducks? You can just call and say no, it's worth a trip?"
"Make a sweet duck, the duck that grows over there is not big, the meat is strong and there is no fishy smell, if you can't buy it, the line over there in Jiangnan." ”
Domestic ducks are roughly divided into two kinds, water breeding and land breeding, the ducks raised in the water are small, the meat is firm, and the odor is relatively small.
On the other hand, land-based farming is large and fat, and because it does not have much contact with water during the growth process, it has a relatively large odor.
The most suitable duck for sweet duck is the small hemp duck that grows in Leshan for about four months, weighing more than three catties and less fat, which is the first choice for making sweet duck.
But it may not be easy to buy in the Central Plains, so Xu Zhuo relaxed the conditions a little to save his mother from worrying.
"I'll ask you later, you should be able to buy Leshan little hemp duck, but you just started to do it, and you don't need a few, as for letting me help you purchase?"
Chen Guifang is a big business, especially now, relying on the Culinary Industry Federation, more and more restaurants choose to let her supply, and now almost all of them are bulk business.
There is no time for people like Xu Zhuo to receive it.
Xu Zhuo pinched a piece of Shaqima and said while eating: "I don't know if there are many people who eat it, let's try a few hundred first, if the sales are not good, forget it, and if the sales are good, I will purchase them for a long time." ”
Sweet duck is famous in the Meishan area of Leshan, and almost everyone loves to eat it, but it may not be popular in the Central Plains.
After all, this thing has a very sweet skin, and people who are not used to eating it will be very uncomfortable.
Chen Guifang looked his stupid roe deer up and down: "Son, haven't you made it yet?" This tone seems to be as if you are sure you can make it, it's too immodest, right?"
These words made Xu Zhuo come back to his senses immediately, what he just said was indeed a little too full.
When he was about to say something and pull it back, Chen Guifang said again: "But with your grandfather here, a sweet duck will definitely not be a problem." Say everything, don't hide it. ”
Xu Zhuo was also not polite: "High-quality maltose, the higher the grade, the better, and high-quality old rock sugar, the higher the grade, the better." ”
"That's it?"
Xu Zhuo coughed lightly and took out another piece of paper: "These spices also have to be bought, not too many, only twenty or thirty kinds." ”
Chen Guifang pushed over the two boxes of Shaqima on the table: "I'll eat two pieces, why don't you take the rest away......"
I usually don't deliver delicious food, I don't make a phone call, and I don't even like the dynamics of the circle of friends.
But when something happened, I came to it as soon as possible......
Chen Guifang rubbed her temples with a very hurt expression.
Xu Zhuo was very clear about his mother's reaction, and he casually took the paper bag that had just filled Shaqima and took out a Gucci bag from it.
"I don't know what to buy for you when I come, do you like this bag?"
Chen Guifang squinted, and then changed to a kind smile.
"Mom is just kidding you, you see how embarrassing this is...... Spices and other things are trivial, let alone twenty or thirty kinds, even if there are fifty or sixty kinds, I have to buy them back for my precious son......"
After speaking, Chen Guifang put away the piece of paper full of spice names, put the bag on the desk, and held up his mobile phone to take various photos.
Then look for a photo with the best angle and post it on your circle of friends to show off.
"The bag that my baby son of Yushu Linfeng bought for me is really beautiful, son, you will always be the pride of your mother!"
After posting, looking at the continuous likes in the circle of friends, Chen Guifang came back to his senses: "Smash, this is not a festival, why did you suddenly buy me a bag?"
"I bought it for Cocoa, she didn't like it because the color was too old, and she couldn't return it on the purchasing side, so I thought it would be better to give it to you if I put it at home to eat ashes, so I brought it to you......
Mom, what are you doing? I wrote the name of the spice for a long time, don't tear it up......"