Seeing that the expressions of the two fluctuated, Xue Mingyu continued, "I think that after I improve this dish, I can at least sell it for two taels of silver." If this business can be done, for every one dish sold, the shopkeeper will receive two taels, and I will raise 800 yuan. ”

"This," the shopkeeper took a breath. At a young age, his appetite is really not small. This is not a lot of money, no effort, lying in bed to collect money.

"The shopkeeper doesn't have to rush to answer me. You can try my improvement method first. What do you think? Xue Mingyu looked at the sun, fortunately she came early today and didn't go shopping. There should still be plenty of time to wait for the boat's reply.

"That's good. What should the lady arrange? ”

Of course, there is more than one kitchen in such a large restaurant. Seeing that it was about to be the peak of the passenger flow, I chose a small kitchen that is usually used for stewed soup. Fish is already stocked inside. 80 e-book / Xue Mingyu went in alone, guarding the door without worry, and Chef Huang was waiting outside the door.

The shrewd shopkeeper personally went up to the second floor, and the two masters upstairs paid unprecedented attention to this little objective today, and he was naturally happy to pat himself on the back. "I don't know if the two masters will try that young lady's craftsmanship in a while? See if this business can be done? ”

The purple-clothed scholar smiled on his face, and he had to say that he had no appetite at all when he looked at the pot of fish in front of him now. He didn't need to look to know that the brother on the other side must disdain to waste saliva for potted fish.

"I'll bring it later." Before the purple-clothed scholar could speak, the ice sculpture face on the opposite side that had not moved for thousands of years actually opened his mouth first.

"Go and go, and bring it quickly. I'm still waiting for the wine. "The purple-clothed scholar is happy, he can make this thousand-year-old ice sculpture pay attention to such a trivial matter, and he really wants to taste this fish.

In the small kitchen, Xue Mingyu checked the window, there is no such thing as intellectual property rights these days, so it is better to be careful. Otherwise, this money-making business that suddenly jumped out will be yellow.

Rolled up his sleeves high, put the slippery black fish that had been cleaned of his belly on the cutting board, picked and chose on the kitchen shelf, and found a smaller, sharper kitchen knife, "Well, it's more convenient!" ”

Turn the fish over, head to west and tail to east, use a knife to draw on the upper and lower sides of the fish tail, see that the flesh continues to bone, then press the fish body with the left hand, and the knife edge is flat with the right hand, and gently slice the upper half of the fish body from the knife edge just scratched to the east.

"It's okay." Xue Mingyu grabbed the fish body and looked at it. She didn't think about this dish in Xiliang, she still made it from memory, and the technique was inevitably rusty, but it was okay.

So he quickly turned the fish over and slice out the other half of the fish. The rest of the sashimi and fish head are cut into pieces with a large knife and stacked with salt for later use.

Now it's the best part. Xue Mingyu put the fish body on the board, the skin was down and the meat was up, the left hand pressed the fish body tightly, and the flat knife of the right hand slid through, and the white fish fillets looked good on the board.

The fillet is ready, add salt and spice seasoning, then take an egg, knock a small hole, slide the egg white into the fillet, and stir well.

"That's it!" Xue Mingyu cleaned her hands carefully, and she would see Miss Zijin in a while. It can't smell fishy.

"Come in!" Xue Mingyu smiled and opened the door.

"That's it?" Chef Huang's face sank, there was no sauerkraut fragrance and fish fragrance, and he wouldn't buy it.

"No, the rest is still bothering Master Huang to do it." Xue Mingyu didn't care.

"Shall I do it?" Chef Huang said, this is not fired yet.

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