Half an hour later, Liu Wei and his colleagues drove to Zou Ming's coffee shop. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's here, get out of the car." Liu Wei turned around and shouted to the two people sitting in the back row.

"Huh? I didn't see a porridge shop. The girl in the high heels in the passenger seat looked around for a while and said strangely.

Liu Wei unbuckled his seat belt and pointed to the coffee shop across the road and replied, "That's it." ”

The three people in the car looked in the direction pointed by Liu Wei, and then immediately turned into black question mark faces.

"Boss...... It's a coffee shop. The young man in the white shirt asked.

"Yes, it's the porridge sold in this coffee shop." Seeing the expressions of the three people in the back row as when he heard Zou Ming recommend his meat floss porridge, Liu Wei said that he was very pleased.

Although the three people in the car were still at a loss, they still followed Liu Wei into Zou Ming's coffee shop.

"Welcome." Zou Ming, who was watering the flowers, shouted enthusiastically after seeing Liu Wei and the others.

"Boss, here are four bowls of pork floss porridge." After Liu Wei finished speaking, he found his old position and sat down.

"Okay, wait a minute." Zou Ming put down the watering can and walked into the kitchen.

Several of Liu Wei's colleagues sat down and began to look at this small café, and found that although the decoration here is not very tall, it gives people a very comfortable feeling, but in general, it is still Western-style decoration, and it always feels strange to drink porridge here......

"This boss is really personal, open a coffee shop to sell porridge." The young man in the white shirt, who had just turned to the last page of the menu and saw the three words of meat floss porridge, sighed, then looked up at the young man sitting opposite him and said, "Ah Wei, this brain circuit is the same as what you have." ”

"If you don't hack, I can die, right?" The young man known as Ah Wei looked up and glanced at the young man in the white shirt with disdain.

"That's not my opinion, Shulan, you say, right?" The young man in the white shirt looks at the girl in high heels.

"I don't give an opinion." Shu Lan looked at the phone and waved her hand.

"Okay, let's see what kind of meat floss porridge this strange-minded boss will make." The young man in the white shirt looked expectant.

In a few moments, four bowls of hot porridge with pork floss were served on their table.

"It smells so good." After Shu Lan finished speaking, she couldn't wait to put down her mobile phone and picked up the spoon on the side.

"It looks like it's delicious." Ah Wei said and picked up the spoon.

"Hurry up and eat, you guys." After Liu Wei finished speaking, he ate first.

So the other three also scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it in their mouths.

"Wow...... It's really delicious. Shu Lan immediately exclaimed.

"This? Is there really only meat floss in this porridge? Ah Wei stirred the porridge a few times in surprise.

"Well, this meal is not a loss as a reward." Liu Wei's expression was very proud.

"It's not a loss, it's just blood, Gollum, Gollum, boss, give me another bowl." The young man in the white shirt, who had not made a speech, had already finished drinking a bowl at this time and shouted towards Zou Ming.

"Okay, wait a minute." Zou Ming replied with a smile.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, when Zou Ming calculated the day's turnover, he couldn't help but show a big smile on his face.

"It seems that this month can finally be really profitable......"

Closing the cash register, Zou Ming turned around and walked into the kitchen, he hadn't practiced the other dishes of the Little Stove God Sect today.

In the following week, although Zou Ming's coffee shop business did not suddenly become unusually hot, the source of customers was very stable, as long as he came to drink porridge once and lived nearby, he would basically become repeat customers, among which Liu Wei's sales team reported every day, as long as he got off work, he would form a team.

"Boss, you have the skill of making meat floss porridge, haven't you thought of introducing some other new dishes?" Shu Lan wiped her mouth after drinking the last mouthful of pork floss porridge and said to Zou Ming, who had just walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of porridge.

"Well, there should be new dishes in the next two days." Zou Ming replied as he brought the porridge to the guest's table.

"What kind of dish? Can the boss reveal that? A young man in jeans sitting on the other side asked with some urgency. His name is Xu An, he is a doctor, and when he passed by Zou Ming's coffee shop the day before yesterday, he found that everyone inside was drinking porridge, and he was driven by curiosity to come in and drink a bowl, and then he never stopped.

"It's all home-cooked food, and there will be bean curd and pickled melon at breakfast time, so if you are interested, you can try it." Zou Ming enthusiastically made recommendations.

"Pickled melon...... Fermented bean curd? Boss, I feel like your coffee shop is getting more and more crooked......" The corners of Ah Wei's mouth twitched.

"It's all in the catering industry, what's the matter with the exchange, I will also launch Western-style meals in the future." Zou Ming snorted.

At this time, Xu An, who was drinking meat floss porridge, suddenly raised his head and said: "Boss, when it comes to this Western-style meal, I have to say, the coffee and sandwiches in your shop are too ordinary compared to this meat floss porridge." ”

"I'll try to improve this." After Zou Ming finished speaking, he couldn't help but think of the little stove god, and he didn't know how he was in the heavenly court now, but he had a huge passion for learning Western food, and he was probably depressed now.

"Boss, check out." An elderly man in the corner shouted.

"Hey, here we are." Zou Ming walked over in response, "A bowl of meat floss porridge is twenty yuan." ”

"Well, boss, your porridge here is really good, no wonder my grandson wants me to drink it once." The old man put down the twenty yuan, and his expression looked very satisfied.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zou Ming accepted the money with a smile, the old man was willing to buy a bowl of meat floss porridge for 20 yuan, and he didn't complain about the price after eating, Zou Ming felt that this was the biggest compliment.

"I just heard you say that you still want to sell this pickled melon and fermented bean curd? When will it be? The old man asked as he stood up on crutches.

"It'll be there the day after tomorrow, you can eat it if you come early."

"Okay, I'll be here then." The old man left the shop.

"Boss, we'll definitely come too." The people at Liu Wei's table also shouted.

"Thank you for your support." Zou Ming smiled and nodded.

Two days passed, and Zou Ming, who got up early in the morning, went downstairs into the kitchen after washing up, and took out two jars with some weight from the cabinet.

Open one of them, an intoxicating aroma immediately emitted, but not as pungent as Zou Ming imagined, this altar is the little stove god controls Zou Ming's body to make the bean curd, when he does it, it also makes Zou Ming a lot of knowledge, it turns out that the bean curd he usually uses to make rice is made in this way, the little stove god also told him that the bean curd has red bean curd, green bean curd, soy bean curd, color bean curd and other methods, and taught He Feng to make the most common white bean curd, the materials are tofu, white wine, dried chili powder, salt, sugar and so on.

When making it, drain the water of the tofu for a day, and then put the tofu into the jar that has been padded with some zongzi leaves to ferment. After fermentation, the tofu needs to be passed in white wine for a while, then rolled in salt and sugar, and finally wrapped in dried chili foam and then put in a jar to seal for a week.

"Tsk, it smells appetizing." Zou Ming sighed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.