Wang Qi knew that this person was not here to eat, and when she told Tang Qian, looking at Tang Qian's expression, she knew that Tang Qian had guessed, and she was also mentally prepared.

She said, "Look at the way his old god is there, as if you agree with him in everything he tells you." ”

Tang Qian brushed his hair: "I'll put it away later, I still want to make something salty." ”

Wang Qi was about to accept it, but when he heard Tang Qian say this, he stopped his movements: "What do you say he wants to talk to you about?"

Tang Qian was almost at the door of the kitchen, turned around and said, "You won't talk to me about life and dreams." ”

"Miss Tang, what is your dream?" the man smiled at the corner of his eyes, confident and calm.

Tang Qian smiled back: "......"

Dream of your grandma's legs!

Seeing that Tang Qian didn't speak, the man put a business card on the table, turned the words to Tang Qian, and wiped the cucumber with his index fingers and the corners of the business card in front of Tang Qian.

Tang Qian glanced upwards and immediately understood.

Jiangcheng Baimeng Restaurant Co., Ltd

General Dean

Ding Bai

Tang Qian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this business card - she knew the details of this company.

The nerves that she still had a little tight just now immediately relaxed, One of her old customers was transferred from this broken company dressed in hospital skin, It was a newcomer from Ningfei's company, and the catering consultant who went to this company originally wanted to lose weight that would not hurt the body, but it turned out to be amenorrhea.

This yellow-green hospital prescribed tonic medicine to people again, but the person was fat and swollen, endocrine disorders, and saw a doctor and took a lot of medicine, and then Ning Fei learned by chance, and quickly introduced him to Tang Qian, who had just improved recently.

The newcomer is a little flower, red, he doesn't want to make trouble and he doesn't want to fall into a laughing stock, so he can only eat Huanglian dumbly and swallow this matter, but when he came to Tang Qian to eat medicinal food, he knew that Tang Qian could keep secrets, and he always complained to Tang Qian.

Tang Qian looked at Ding Bai and looked like "I fancy you as your blessing", and wanted to laugh a little, but his face was silent.

Ding Bai saw that Tang Qian was staring at his business card for a long time, with a strange expression, and he didn't speak, thinking that this was Tang Qian's negotiation method in order to kill the opponent's sharpness, and he planned to move the enemy and I didn't move, but the time was indeed a little longer, and he moved his body a little uncomfortably.

Tang Qian put the business card on the table, leaned back comfortably, and asked, "What does Mr. Ding want to talk to me about?"

Tang Qian spoke first, Ding Bai was very satisfied, and smiled stoically and proudly: "Business." ”

Ding Bai asked, "How much does Miss Tang make here every month?"

"Very ** problem. Tang Qian smiled, "I have already heard of your company's name, presumably your company will have a special analyst to compare the data of various peers, so it's not interesting to ask, it's better to say it directly." ”

Ding Bai has long been accustomed to the secret communication that everyone knows, Tang Qian is so straightforward, he is really confused, and he feels that this girl does not follow the rules at all, and he is a little embarrassed for a while.

I feel like a big man, not as good as a girl.

Ding Bai tried his best to ignore the playful expression on Tang Qian's face, laughed dryly, and said: "Since Miss Tang is so refreshing, then I won't grind, our hospital especially likes talents who are good at food management, Miss Tang is young and promising, and now she is the owner of three stores...... Although the dock is run by your relative, it is also your branch, so I want to ......"

Ding Bai deliberately paused and looked at Tang Qian.

Tang Qian knew that Ding Bai was waiting for her to ask, she felt that the man's stomach was a little more crooked, and she smiled: "Do you want to?"

Although Ding Bai asked Tang Qian to ask, Tang Qian's tone made him feel disrespectful, and he couldn't even feel Tang Qian's fear of him.

In general, people who talk to him for the first time are very nervous. But this soup coriander seemed to be a little cautious and defensive when he first sat down, but then he was very relaxed.

Ding Bai felt that he had always held the dominance, but this time he almost didn't feel the dominance.

"It's not that I want to, I should say that I want Miss Tang to cooperate with our hospital. Ding Bai said, "In this way, we can join forces." Let's put it this way, your store is set up as a VIP branch of our hospital, and everyone will earn money together in the future. ”

Tang Qian thought this sounded ridiculous - it sounded good to say that everyone earns money together, but the meaning here is actually to swallow her shop.

Tang Qian took a sip of the freshly brewed tea and asked, "Mr. Ding, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Ding Bai is not young, he will be fifty next year.

A yellow-haired girl in her teens and twenties asked a fifty-year-old person this question, and Ding Bai suddenly burst out of his heart with a sentence "Children talk so old-fashioned".

However, the "little kid" in front of him is not simple, not to mention that there are three stores, whoever has money can open a store, not to mention three, thirty stores are likely to be opened.

But the three stores of this "little child", except for the one on Nan'an Road, which is a normal lease, the location of the wharf and the big one are unusual, and they are not easy to get if they have money.

He thought about it for a moment and gave an answer that could not be mistaken: "Miss Tang is a person with a story. ”

Everybody has a story, and not only is it infallible to say that, but it also sounds a bit flattering.

Tang Qian was really tired of this middle-aged and elderly dean who spoke slippery, and said: "My daily life is actually very simple, like everyone else, get up in the morning to make breakfast, go to class, then make lunch, class, make dinner, occasionally make a supper, on days when there is no class, there will be more guests here or no arrangement, just like this." ”

Ding Bai's face was a little stiff: "What does Miss Tang mean?"

Tang Qian was speechless: "Mr. Ding was talking to me in circles just now, don't you understand now?"

Ding Bai sat up straight: "Then Miss Tang is unwilling to cooperate?"

Tang Qian put down the cup in his hand: "Mr. Ding, this is a small business, and I can't afford to climb your company." ”

"That's good. Ding Bai stood up and smiled meaningfully, "Then we are competitors, goodbye." ”

Not a few hours after this "goodbye" was said, there was another Ding Bai No. 2.

Wang Qi rolled his eyes and entered the kitchen, turned around and closed the door, and whispered, "That one outside is Ding Bai's son!

"What do you say?" Tang Qian was about to tell Wang Qi to have an early dinner, and then she would go back early to take a shower and watch a video with Zhuang Shize comfortably.

Wang Qi learned from Lin Huimin's usual tone of watching dramas and seeing devils entering the village, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and her face turned red-

"He told you to make something with zongzi for him to eat, and it should be salty. ”

No wonder Wang Qi looks like he is going to evolve over Kachao, and Tang Qian said that it is completely understandable.

This time, you don't have to understand and digest it anymore, this is obviously a variant of processing sweet zongzi in the morning to make salty zongzi.

Although her salty zongzi can be dipped in sugar, she does not dip sweet zongzi in soy sauce.

So use zongzi to make some salty food, and she won't use sweet zongzi.

She thought about it before making glutinous rice cakes for Ding Bai, and there are actually many ways to reprocess zongzi, such as frying, frying with egg liquid or something.

Or - fried!

Tang Qian immediately bought some low-grain flour, corn flour and eggs from the "recipe".

She's going to make a glutinous rice chicken for that man!

Glutinous rice chicken, like glutinous rice cakes, includes glutinous rice, so it's not surprising to use brown to make it.

Lingzhen people love to eat, will eat, all kinds of snacks emerge in endlessly, but most of the salty snacks are inseparable from rice cakes and rice balls, but the post-production process is different, eating has its own spring and autumn, people who do not know will mistakenly think that there are many kinds of ingredients.

But in fact, just like the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue, rice, rice cakes, and rice balls are also the three basic materials for some salty snacks.

Rice can be made into various forms of food, and cooking porridge and rice is the staple food.

Grinding flour and steaming, steaming several layers of rice milk in a dustpan is a mille-feuille cake.

The rice and radish are milled together and steamed to make radish cake.

Dry flour and boiling water, kneaded balls with sesame seeds and peanuts are glutinous desserts.

Dry powder and boiling water rub long strips, cut into water, boil in water, add sugar, is a pimple sweet soup.

It can also be cooked and stuffed to wrap zongzi.

This glutinous rice chicken, which is different from Cantonese glutinous rice, is a local method in Lingzhen - fried rice balls with batter.

Originally, it was a round oil pan, and when you scoop it up again, you can fry the crispy corners of different shapes, and you can eat it after the oil is dried.

Be sure to pick the one that has just started the pot, it is hot, but it is so crisp that people take a bite and roll on the tongue to eat, the meat filling is fragrant, the gravy seeps into the inner layer of the rice grains and fried skin, and the bite is first rustling "click", and then the crispy chewing of the tip of the teeth.

The glutinous rice chicken in Lingzhen is the size of a stout young man's fist, and it used to be wrapped in oiled paper and eaten, and children had to hold it in both hands.

In the same way, adults are not allowed to eat more children, for fear of getting angry, but it is fragrant, together with the pot, the whole alley is the fragrance of fried meat and rice, just smelling the smell can imagine biting into the crispy and juicy glutinous rice chicken.

The stalls of fried glutinous rice chicken are basically set files, and they will not go to the stalls, and they do not need to shout, as long as they are pot together, there must be a circle of children next to the stove.

Add a little corn flour to the flour, add ice water from the refrigerator, and add an egg yolk when stirred.

"That's how the fried skin is crispy. Tang Qian said, "Have you peeled the zongzi?"

Wang Qi hurriedly handed over the plate containing the peeled zongzi: "I feel that everyone in your town makes good dishes, and the glutinous rice chicken you make must be particularly delicious, right?"

Tang Qian hung the meat dumplings on the batter, and put them in the oil pot: "Every family will do this, but there is only one particularly delicious one in the town, next to the Tianhou Temple, living in a very old house, the outer wall is still French, you go and wait for the glutinous rice chicken to get out of the pot, and the old aunt will tell you about the old things when the French entered our town." ”

Wang Qi was particularly envious: "Old aunt cow!"

The glutinous rice chicken is fried, it is a square shape of a mouthful of zongzi, the skin is fried into irregular fried horns, the color is faint golden, and the fragrance is rich.

The man who came this time was relatively young, and he looked honest.

He was a little confused at first when he saw the fried zongzi on the plate, and picked one up with a suspicious attitude, and the moment he bit it, his pupils quickly shrank.

He bit it, and bit it again with an expression of disbelief, and ate ten mouthfuls of zongzi one by one.

"It's crispy. The man looked at Tang Qian, who was sitting down across from him, and vaguely felt a murderous aura, and finally calmed down and said, "Eggs are added to the batter, right?"

Tang Qian nodded, then looked directly at the honest man and said, "Say, what do you want?"

The author has something to say: Yes, yes, yes, yes, he is still a depositor today, and he can't do keyboard meals. 166 Reading Network