Chapter 167 Ginger Ale Hits Milk

Mo Fei was startled, turned his head to see that it was Qu Zhou, and was looking at him with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, it's you, why don't you walk, like a cat. Seeing that it was an old acquaintance, Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss Mo, how can you still be sneaky at your own door?"

Mo Fei frowned, and an idea came to mind, motioned for her to silence, and whispered a few words into her ear.

"No, they're going to hate me. ”

"No, no, and I won't let you say it, just tell Chu Luo in the store. ”

"Are you calling yourself?" Qu Zhou felt that the task was too arduous and he was afraid that he would not be able to do it well.

"My phone ran out of battery and turned off early. ”

"Use mine. Qu Zhou took out his mobile phone and handed it to Mo Fei.

"No, I didn't remember Chu Luo's mobile phone number. ”

Mo Fei pointed to an old locust tree not far away, "I'm right behind that tree, you go and come back quickly!" he said, he ran over a few steps and hid behind the tree.

In normal times, Qu Zhou would be happy to do things for Boss Mo, but today's situation is special, there are too many people in front of the Le Food Restaurant, and if you don't get it, everyone will surround and ask Boss Mo where he is.

But thinking of Mo Fei's promise, she had a gluttonous worm scratching in her heart, and mustered up the courage to turn in.

After waiting for a long time, Qu Zhou ran over out of breath and said happily, "Boss Mo, it's done!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Not long after they left, a burst of shouts erupted in front of the restaurant: Boss Mo, where are you, I need you...... The voice may be high-pitched, or low, or intense, or plaintive......

As the night fell, Mo Fei and Qu Zhou were about to turn into a small road from the main street, when two people came to meet them, and at the moment of passing by, a puzzled voice shouted: "Boss Mo?"

Murphy subconsciously turned back.

"Ahh

Ran Cui followed, blocked in front of Mo Fei, and said in surprise, "Sister Xixi, this is Boss Mo!"

Zhang Xixi turned around and walked up to Mo Fei, "Hello, I'm Zhang Xixi, and I'm here to find you." ”

"Looking for me?" Murphy remembered the phone call a few days ago, nodded and said, "I know, please come to the store early tomorrow morning, I still have something to do." ”

"Boss Mo, please wait!" Zhang Xixi said, "We have a very tight schedule, can I go to your shop first to take a look at the Arctic snow clam oil? If there is no problem, it is best to stew one for Miss Fan tonight." ”

Mo Fei was about to lift his foot, but he fell down again, stared into Zhang's eyes and said, "No." ”

"Why? Our Miss Fan is here in person. ”

Zhang Xixi's tone was obviously a little anxious, Fan Hanhan gave up the shooting plan and came to eat snow clams, according to the contract, the salary will be deducted.

Besides, you're just a little chef, and Miss Fan is going to visit your little shop, and you don't feel a little flattered, which really makes her a little angry.

A strange expression appeared on Mo Fei's face, "There is a problem with your logic, why did Miss Fan come in person and eat snow clams immediately?"

He didn't allow Zhang Xixi to speak, and continued: "First, although our small shop is small, there is no distinction between high and low, and there is no queue according to the popularity value, and everyone is the same; I'm soaking tonight, you can come to the store early tomorrow morning to book, maybe not later. ”

"That's it, I still have something!"

After that, he dragged the stunned melon-eating crowd Qu Zhou, and left without looking back.

"You ......," Zhang Xi stood in place dumbfounded.

Few people dare to be so rude to her now, she is not only Fan Hanhan's agent, but also a partner in the studio, how many people inside and outside the circle are proud to know her, but this Mo Fei ...... It's too much!

"Sister Xixi, you ...... It's okay......"

Ran Cui saw that Zhang Xixi's face was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"This Mo Fei, has his temper always been like this?" Zhang Xixi asked Ran Cui.

"Oh, usually Boss Mo is always busy in the store and rarely laughs with people, but I heard that he treats people very well and has high cooking skills...... "Ran Cui said the advantages of Mo Fei.

Zhang Xixi listened to it for a long time, and none of them matched the Mo Fei just now.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Xixi added fuel and vinegar to talk about what Mo Fei did for a long time, and finally proposed that Fan Hanhan go to the plane overnight and rush to the set to film.

Fan Hanhan hesitated for a while before saying, "That's it, since we're here, let's get up early tomorrow and go there for a meal, if it's not delicious, I'll fly the crew in the morning, okay?"

Zhang Xixi knew her temper and character, and once she made a decision, it was difficult to reverse, so she had to agree.

In the "Quzhou Dessert House", Mo Fei finished eating a piece of "caterpillar" cake, drank a cup of milk tea, got up and followed Quzhou to the kitchen.

As part of the agreement, Murphy was going to make dessert for Qu Zhou to eat, and he chose a relatively simple [ginger juice and milk], which was just right to warm his stomach on a cold day.

He picked a piece of ginger and said, "Qu Zhou, you ginger is too old, and it's a northern ginger." To make a perfect [ginger juice milk], it is best to choose southern fragrant ginger, which has thin skin and juicy flavor and rich fragrance. Alas, this one will make do. ”

Qu Zhou nodded, no wonder the desserts made by Boss Mo are delicious, it turns out that people are so particular about the origin, and it makes sense that the price is a little more expensive.

I saw Mo Fei wash and peel the ginger, rub it into ginger paste with a bed, put it in gauze, and squeeze out the fresh ginger juice.

"Where's the milk?"

Mo Fei stretched out his hand to ask for it, and Qu Zhou hurriedly brought a box and handed it to him.

After pouring the milk into the milk pot, Murphy continued: "Ginger milk is made of ginger protease, which is coagulated by the formation of curds in the cheese manufacturing process, using the hydrolysis of proteases and the coagulation of casein through hydrophobic action in the presence of calcium ions......"

"Oh, the reason why milk coagulates like this has to start with the structure of casein...... Of course, the best is the buffalo milk in the south, which is high in protein and is best for you novices......"

He babbled and said, although Qu Zhou didn't understand it very well, but his heart made waves: this is a professional chef, who does not let go of any detail, and knows the secrets of various ingredients well, only in this way can he make delicious dishes better.

In contrast, my attitude towards baking is really unbelievable.

Then, I heard Murphy say, "Remember, put in the sugar and boil, stirring it properly to prevent it from sticking to the pan." The temperature of the milk is optimum at 75 degrees, as ginger protease is most active at this temperature......"

"Well, now it's okay!"

As he spoke, he picked up the milk pot and poured it directly into the large bowl of ginger juice, the white milk collided with the yellowish ginger juice, like an interesting experiment, and when they collided perfectly, they gave birth to a delightful deliciousness.

After a while, the milk in the bowl gradually curdled and turned into a dish that was both like tofu flowers and steamed eggs.

Before it cooled down, Qu Zhou couldn't wait to rub his hands and want to taste it.

"It's ready to eat!"

Hearing Mo Fei's words, Qu Zhou hurriedly took out the soup spoon and filled a full bowl. Take a bite, the milk flavor is rich, sweet with a little spicy, and the solidified milk fat slides through the throat, like a hand touching the texture of silk......

"How's it taste?" asked Murphy with a smile.

Qu Zhou nodded again and again, "Fragrant, smooth, sweet, refreshing, so delicious!"

She raised her head and said with a sweet smile: "Boss Mo, I'll give you a message tomorrow, just a dessert!"

"Go! I'm busy today, and it's time to make some money from tomorrow!"

Mo Fei leaned his head on the backrest, took a sip of [ginger milk], closed his eyes, and a magnificent world came to mind......