"Stinging la-la-!"

In the early morning, when the air was at its freshest, the sound of food entering the pot sounded in Dong Jianshan's No. 2 kitchen. The exhaust fan on the wall then turned on, and the loud humming noise drowned out the boiling of oil. The aroma of churros is centered in Kitchen No. 2 and quickly melts into the surrounding air, and the original faint and ethereal scent of grass is replaced by a rich smell of churros in the blink of an eye. Xiao Xinxin lost to the fireworks in the world without any way to fight back, this is life.

Qin Feng sat by the stove in the No. 1 kitchen, staring seriously at the gurgling cauldron on the stove.

Soy milk is boiling in the pot now, and Wang Yanmei looks happy to hold a gauze net pocket and scoop out the soybean milk residue from the pot.

"When Ami was young, I made soy milk for her every day. She said.

Qin Jianguo and Qin Feng were very smart and silent, because once they answered, Wang Yanmei would definitely talk about Su Tang's dead ghost father, which would ruin the atmosphere. Wang Yanmei naturally knew that this was one of the taboo topics at home, so when she said this, she immediately stopped and made a very natural turn: "But in the past, I made soy milk by hand, put soybeans in a plastic bag, and smashed a stone through the bag, and each time I could make up to two or three bowls of portions. ”

"How can it be compared with the present, when we were young, who could think of any computers, mobile phones, at that time a phone call was rare. Qin Jianguo spoke at this time, and followed Wang Yanmei to reminisce about the bittersweet feelings.

Qin Feng couldn't help but smile when he heard them say this. Not to mention the generation of Qin Jianguo and Wang Yanmei. is him, an authentic post-85 generation, sometimes it is inevitable to sigh at the speed of social development.

But then again. It seems that Dongou City in 04 years, 05 years, the overall appearance has not changed, from these years to the next ten years, the whole city is standing still, as if its luck, in the previous few years of rapid development, has been overdrawn clean. And if I have to say that something has changed. It should mean that the mobile phones used by everyone are becoming more and more advanced, and the broadband community has been replaced by optical fiber, which is purely a blessing for the development of global information technology.

Besides. There should only be housing prices and prices that have been high for a long time, and the widening gap between the rich and the poor.

"Here come the fritters!" Wang Hao shouted loudly, brought a basin of chopped fritters from the kitchen, and then said to Qin Feng. "Little boss. Master asked, "Should the toppings be flavorful, focused, or light?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "I want the most suitable." ”

Wang Hao looked embarrassed: "Everyone's taste is different, how do I know what is the most suitable?"

Qin Feng spread his hands: "Yes, you also know that everyone's taste is different, so how do I know what is heavy and what is light?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a long time, and hurriedly ran back to the small kitchen to ask Dong Jianshan.

Half a minute later, Dong Jianshan came over wiping his hands and said to Qin Feng with a smile: "Why don't you put a few bowls out first, let's taste them ourselves." ”

Qin Jianguo lifted the lid of the steamer and took a look. Said: "The rice is steamed." ”

"Then let's start eating, get up early and be hungry until now! Guests are also coming. Qin Feng turned his head and glanced at the clock, it was 4:50 at this time, and the sky was bright.

I took out ten small stainless steel bowls that I just bought a few days ago, and each person served a bowl of glutinous rice and soy milk.

Dongou City's glutinous rice belongs to the memory of the city, a small bowl of glutinous rice, sprinkled with crushed fritters, drizzled with hot toppings, and then put some chopped green onions, is a simple and nutritious delicious breakfast. Of course, people who like to eat sweets can also put nothing at all, just sprinkle a little sugar, and serve sweet soy milk or salted soy milk, and they can also eat very satisfied.

Generally speaking, about seventy percent of the local residents of Dongou City are more acceptable to the combination of "salty rice and sweet syrup". And the "sweet rice and salty pulp" that is completely equivalent to this is, in the eyes of many people, is the heresy of heresy, and belongs to the existence that should be pulled and burned in medieval Europe. With the changes of the times, the citizens of Dongou who were very tolerant of food later began to slowly accept the spicy taste and creatively applied it to glutinous rice.

The key to the quality of sticky rice lies in the toppings, and the toppings test the chef's skill the most.

Dong Jianshan is worthy of being a chef who can mix in Aqing Building, although he is certainly not as good as the head chef Guo and Master Tang who made big dishes that Qin Feng saw last year, but the toppings still can't help him.

Qin Feng quickly finished eating a bowl, still a little unsatisfied.

Wang Hao was much more direct, and after eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, he immediately held the bowl and shouted: "Another bowl!"

Dong Jianshan smiled and said, "How is it, the taste is okay, right?"

"Good!"

"Not bad!"

Wang Yanmei and Qin Jianguo praised each other, and Wang Yanmei said, "I'll bring a bowl back to Ami later." ”

Dong Jianshan was praised by Wang Yanmei, smiled very happily, and said: "I'm relieved if you say that, if you are tired of eating glutinous rice in the future, we can also make some noodles and dried noodles in the morning, which is very convenient!"

Wang Yanmei patted Qin Jianguo: "Look, there is a master master in the store, and the quality of life has improved!"

Qin Jianguo smiled, and began to beware of being dug up for the second time.

Qin Feng still controlled his appetite, and after eating a bowl, he didn't eat more. He stood up, touched his flat belly with satisfaction, thought about it, and suddenly asked Dong Jianshan: "Master Dong, didn't I say that I want to make pancakes?"

"Oh...... That!" Dong Jianshan took the remaining soy milk and drank it all, then wiped his mouth and said to Qin Feng, "You come with me." ”

Qin Feng followed behind Dong Jianshan, bypassed the long door of the kebab shop, and arrived at the west wall, only to see that next to the stairs on the rooftop, there was an extremely eye-catching illegal building - a small room of about five or six square meters.

When Qin Feng saw this house, his first reaction was "lying down".

"Isn't this taking up the place of the temporary box at night?" Qin Feng asked with a frown.

Dong Jianshan was stunned: "You usually take a box here?"

Qin Feng nodded silently, then waved his hand again, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I didn't expect this, just do it, just move the position of the box to the side in the future." ”

"That's right, just move it!" Dong Jianshan smiled happily, as if he had never done anything bad at all.

Qin Feng has now figured out why Dong Jianshan is a good chef and will be put on the layoff list by A Qinglou, thinking that it must have something to do with his way of life.

Dong Jianshan walked to the front of the house, took out the key and opened the door.

There was no light in the house, Qin Feng walked in to look, and saw his small cart and Wang Yanmei's electric small three-wheeler.

"I can't put it in the yard, so I have to build another room for the parking lot. Dong Jianshan explained.

Qin Feng nodded, stretched out his hand to ask Dong Jianshan for the key.

Dong Jianshan smiled and handed the key to Qin Feng, Qin Feng asked, "That's it, right?"

Dong Jianshan said: "There is another handful, put it on your uncle's side." ”

Qin Feng said lightly: "In the future, when you go to work, you will call the store manager." ”

When Dong Jianshan heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Why are you so serious", but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly saw Qin Feng's expressionless appearance, and somehow he was afraid, so he swallowed the words back again, and honestly agreed: "Okay." ”

Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Where's the cake pan?"

"Oh......" Dong Jianshan came back to his senses, bent down and pointed to the small push lane in the house, "We don't have enough stoves now, I think it's best to take this car and change it, just dig a big hole in the tabletop, anyway, the pancakes are all taken away and eaten, and it is more convenient to use this car to make it than to make it in the kitchen." After speaking, he looked at Qin Feng with expectant eyes.

Qin Feng stood in place and thought about it for a while, and finally nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll go down and change it." ”

Only then did Dong Jianshan smile. (To be continued......)