"The host has obtained [Initial Mission]. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Tip: As a kitchen apprentice, you should be independent and take charge of a dish that will please you and your guests. ”

"Reward: Recipe "Magic Mapo Tofu" (blue). ”

Hey.

Xia Yu was sighing happily about the welfare of the traverser, but he didn't expect the kitchen god system to issue him a task.

Initial task, to cook a dish?

It's not difficult!

Xia Yu suddenly grinned, and who knew that the system reminded indifferently: "You must get the satisfaction of the guests before you can complete the task." ”

"Guest, where is the guest?" Xia Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His family's Chinese restaurant rarely opens once a month, not because it is too remote, but because the old man has a too strange temper and is vicious, who will come to eat over time?

Xia Yu also tried to solicit customers, but the old man only had a simple evaluation of his behavior: the eggs were useless.

It's vulgar, but Xia Yu dared to touch his conscience and say that this was absolutely the original words, without any added oil and vinegar.

lamenting in his heart how he had caught up with an old rascal, Xia Yu didn't dare to delay upstairs for too long, hurriedly put a band-aid on the wound on his palm, took off his school uniform, changed into a washed white and faintly sweaty work clothes, and trotted downstairs.

Sitting on a small bench, Xia Yu began to process the ingredients.

In fact, he handles a lot of ingredients every night, big fish and meat, of course, there are all kinds of melons, fruits and vegetables, every evening Xia Yu comes back from school, he sees ingredients piled up in the corner of the kitchen, but he has never seen the supplier who sent the ingredients.

Also, although the small shop has no business, the consumption of ingredients is very terrible, Xia Yu was puzzled from the beginning, looking for the mystery openly and secretly, and then gradually became too lazy to think about it.

In his heart, this was called 'the second incredible incident of Xia's Chinese restaurant' by Xia Yu.

One of the incredible events, of course, was the jar and the strange stones in the jar.

"Smack"

A large lump of fresh and fatty beef was thrown on the large cutting board, and Xia Yu routinely sharpened his knife and stood in front of the cutting board with a shiny knife in his hand.

Cutting beef requires skill, this skill Xia Yu has already mastered, as the so-called horizontal cutting of cattle and sheep and vertical cutting of pigs, he put the knife on the vertical ninety degrees of the beef line, and as soon as the knife goes down, the large circle of beef will be separated.

The whole lump of meat is cut into circles, and at this time it is time to divide the labor, some beef is intended to be fried raw, and some are cut into pieces and shredded to make other dishes.

This step is advanced, but there is a refrigerator, so there is no need to worry about the meat losing its freshness, Xia Yu packed and sorted the cut beef, stuffed it into the freezer, and then processed the marine fresh.

The fish has to scrape the scales to remove the gills and internal organs, and the shellfish processing will be more troublesome, Xia Yu divided them into several large buckets, turned around and took the edible salt on the kitchen counter, sprinkled some on each bucket, and then took a bottle and jar filled with vegetable oil, poured a little oil into the bucket, not much, the vegetable oil happened to cover the water surface.

As we all know, the oil floating on the surface of the water can isolate oxygen, and the fresh shellfish in the bucket will open the body to breathe a lot and constantly spit out fine sand, so that the guests do not have to eat sand after cooking.

After a lot of busyness, it was midnight, and the antique wall clock hanging in the storefront made a very rhythmic bell ringing sound.

"Hoo ......"

took off his apron and threw the apron stained with all kinds of sewage and blood into a ball and threw it in the bathroom, Xia Yu took a basin of water in the bathroom again, and began to jump up and down on the storefront, wiping the tables and chairs.

There was a sound of spatulas from the other end of the kitchen, Xia Yu looked up and glanced back, as expected, the old man began to heat the pot, and every time this time was also Xia Yu's happiest moment of the day!

Finally, you don't have to nibble on the bread in the shopping street, and you can eat a fresh and hot supper!

At this moment, Xia Yu had the urge to burst into tears, and he worked more energetically, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement in the kitchen.

Bang.

Soon, two large bowls of steaming pasta were placed on the counter, and the old man took off his chef's hat and said lightly, "Take it-"

Xia Yu suddenly turned around and brought one of the bowls of noodles to him.

Naturally, there will be no tables and chairs in the narrow storefront, and if you have watched the TV series "Late Night Canteen", it is not difficult to think of the layout of a small shop.

Supper is a bowl of clear soup ramen, the old man is very thoughtful, no other stomach-stimulating ingredients, the soup is floating with a touch of oil and green onions, and then there are a few slices of beef slices fried just right, full of color and flavor.

The fragrance diffused in the storefront, Xia Yu held chopsticks, put his palms together, and looked pious: "I'm moving!"

To bow your head is to gobble it up.

A few mouthfuls of noodles, with a mouthful of soup, the hot food flowed into the throat and intestines, Xia Yu couldn't help but look up and sigh: "This is the food......

More than once he knelt before the old man's cooking.

The old man's supper changes almost every day, this is also Xia Yu's most sumptuous meal every day, others, such as breakfast, lunch, dinner, hehe, the first two meals are solved on the school road or in the school store, and the last meal is solved when he comes back from school.

If it weren't for the big supplement of supper, Xia Yu would have stopped going on strike a long time ago!

Whether it was his past life or his present life, Xia Yu dared to say that he had never eaten any better food than the old man, and noodle soup was only one of the old man's specialties.

The most memorable thing for Xia Yu is that the seafood dumplings that I ate about half a year ago now secrete a lot of saliva from my taste buds when I think about it. Xia Yu swallowed his saliva, quickly dried up a large bowl of noodles, then pushed away the empty bowl, and when he reached out to the counter to get another bowl of noodles, he found the sound of smoking and chirping beside him.

The face was ugly all at once.

Labor and management noodles!

Looking at the empty counter, and then at the guests who sat next to him at some point, bowing their heads and eating a bowl of noodles, Xia Yu couldn't help but look up at the ceiling, trying not to let the tears in the corners of his eyes overflow.

"Delicious, delicious!"

What is even more excessive is that this guest is full of praise while eating, "It is worthy of Boss Xia's craftsmanship, haha, blessed tonight!"

Speaking Chinese that is not fluent, let Xia Yu know that this rude guy is Japanese. He had hardly ever seen such a self-cooked Japanese who took other people's food for himself, and for the Japanese, it was their fault to cause trouble to others. Now, the food is stolen, and it is no longer as simple as a trouble, full of resentment!

Hey.

Xia Yu's eyebrows moved.

After looking over, he realized that this guy was really weird, on a hot day, wearing a detective-like black coat, a black hat, and a collar raised high.

Do you want another cigarette gun prop?

It stands to reason that eating noodles like this is definitely sweaty, after all, the store is narrow, and it is a little stuffy without turning on the fan, but until this guy finished eating a bowl of noodles and touched his stomach, Xia Yu was stunned and didn't notice that there was the slightest trace of sweat on his exposed skin.

Sensing his gaze, the guest finally looked up and grinned at him.

Middle-aged, especially elegant and handsome.

The bruises on his forehead twitched. Xia Yu resisted the urge to punch him, and said expressionlessly: "You have green onions on your teeth......

"Really?"

After eating, the middle-aged man, with an elegant and calm atmosphere, took a toothpick at the counter when he heard the words, gently picked up the green onion and stuck it on the paper towel, and got up to throw the crumpled paper towel back into the trash can and sat back.

Then, the middle-aged man looked at Xia Yu with an interested gaze.

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