In the private room, as Wang Ming's voice fell, Yu Hai's heart shook suddenly, and then raised his head, and when he looked at Wang Ming on the side, his eyes showed a look of surprise, ten percent of the profit is at least six thousand, so if it is calculated in this way, Wang Ming's profit from this distribution can reach 60,000 yuan a month, and the one who can do business to this extent is just a boy who looks only eighteen years old. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yu Hai fell silent, the share of 6,000 yuan is already a lot, at least 30% more than the salary of going out to work, and going to work is controlled by others everywhere, and it is boring, like his age, and he has made his own private dishes for so long, and the restaurant that is too busy is also very difficult to do.

Thinking of this, Yu Hai slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on Wang Ming's body, and when he nodded slowly, a trace of laughter also gradually climbed up.

"Okay, just listen to Brother Wang, I'll talk to them in the afternoon, and after the inventory, wait for the start of work at any time."

Yu Hai's voice fell, and he immediately seemed to remember something, and when he opened his mouth, he also said again: "Brother is interesting enough to me Yu Hai, I can't be too uninteresting, since it is a cooperation, there is no need to buy the car first, although the van of Feiyang Pavilion is a little old, it can be more comfortable to drive." ”

Yu Hai's voice fell, Wang Ming nodded, the two chatted about some details again, seeing that there was not much time, Wang Ming got up and went downstairs, and when he stood at the door, he looked at the four-story building behind him, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of arc, but in his heart, he already had a faint expectation.

Yufu Building, Wang Ming sat in the rest area a little lazily, although now it has almost reached the point of being penniless, but Wang Ming is very comfortable in his heart, after getting these two things in succession, when he came back all the way, he felt that the sun was so warm.

Entering the beginning of October, the weather is gradually a little cooler, Wang Ming comfortably enjoys the breeze blowing from time to time outside the window, after ordering enough raw materials with the supplier, Wang Ming hung up the phone, got up and went to the kitchen.

Not long after sitting down in his place, Sanpang and Zhong Ge walked in, with a mysterious look, and when they saw Wang Ming, they quietly came up.

", you just got in there, tell you a big news, Liang Meng may have to quit."

"Liang Meng's family is here, driving an extended version of Lincoln, it looks very rich, I didn't see it, my family is so rich, but I ran out to work, and I've been here for months, and I didn't know that her family was so rich..."

The two came up, Zhong Ge's face was full of shock, obviously frightened by this sudden change, and the three fats on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Are you gone?"

Wang Ming opened his mouth and asked, Wang Ming didn't care about what the two said about how rich Liangmeng's family was, and he didn't have that interest, from the beginning of contact, he began to have some doubts, Liangmeng's personality is introverted and he doesn't like to communicate with people, but whether it is daily wear or others, they faintly give people a different feeling, and the pair of dark blue eyes made Wang Ming guess that Liangmeng's origin should be a mixed-race child.

Wang Ming's voice fell, Zhong Ge shook his head, and seeing this, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, Liangmeng was very good to herself, even if she wanted to leave, with Wang Ming's character, she would see her off.

Seeing that Wang Ming did not react as expected, the two whispered softly again, and it was nothing more than guessing about Liangmeng's family background and origin.

Facing the discussion between the two, Wang Ming shook his head helplessly, raised his eyes to look at the raw materials that had been prepared on the conditioning table, and gently knocked on the stainless steel table in front of him.

"You two, come with me to the shop after work, and by the way, inform Sister Mei and the two of them, and go to the shop at night to see off Liangmeng, and I happen to have something to discuss with you."

Wang Ming's voice fell, the two glanced at each other, and then nodded with a smile, although they didn't get along for a long time, and there weren't many words about Liang Meng, but since Wang Ming came, the time when several people were together for some days also existed, and naturally there would be feelings in it.

"Alright, let's get the food."

Listening to the sound of a few woks on the side that had already lit a flame, Wang Ming stood up and said to Zhong Ge, and then turned around and turned on the stove.

"Hachizhen Tofu..."

The flame rose under the wok, making a whining sound, Wang Ming poured water into the pot, and when he turned around, he looked at a dish on the cooking table, and said secretly in his heart.

"You two have been doing it for so long, test you, where is the dish of these eight treasures of tofu?"

While the water in the pot was still heating, Wang Ming's eyes looked at the two of them, and he said slowly, as his voice fell, the three fats fell into deep thought, while Zhong Ge frowned, and then shook his head a little embarrassed.

"You two..."

Wang Ming shook his head, these two people can become good friends and colleagues, but none of them can be called good chefs, even if they are three fat, although the two of them have good knife skills, but for the dishes, the lack of knowledge is not a star.

"Authentic Tianjin cuisine"

Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, and immediately picked out the seafood ingredients in it with his hands, squid flowers, sea cucumbers, conch, shrimp, crab sticks, snow peas, shiitake mushrooms, as well as magnolia slices and mushrooms, each raw material is not much, I can't tell what the main ingredient is, and there is also a name for this seafood mixture, called sea mixed mix, in addition to these, there are also diced chicken, of course, lactone tofu is indispensable.

After quickly turning over the raw materials, Wang Ming poured all the crab **** from the seamix into the pot, added an appropriate amount of edible salt and stirred it.

"Crab **** because it is artificially made, the meat layer is loose after all, you can wash it with boiling water, if you pour it into the water together, and wait for other seafood to be boiled because of the addition of edible salt, and the water loss in it is slightly faster, the crab **** will be boiled."

Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, as if he was explaining to the two, and as his voice fell, Sanfat and Zhong Ge also nodded.

Seeing that the seaweed in the pot had been a little dehydrated, Wang Ming threw the crab meat stick into the pot, poured it into the colander in one go, rinsed it with water, and put it aside for later use.

After the wok was on the fire and the clear oil was injected, as the flame rose, the oil temperature also increased, and when the oil temperature in the pot was eighty percent hot, and there was a little green smoke faintly, Wang Ming took the pot down and put it on the pot rack on the cooking table behind him.

The soft and tender lactone tofu was cut into small pieces of about two centimeters square, and after a slight roll in the starch, it was picked up by Zhong Ge dexterously, and under shaking, the excess starch on it fell off, and then it was fried in the oil pan, and after the tofu was finished one by one, as the temperature in the pot gradually decreased, Wang Ming brought the wok back again, and shook slightly during the heating, so as not to cause the tofu to stick to the bottom and cause burning.

Wang Ming's eyes looked at the pot, the frying of lactone tofu is very critical, if the oil temperature is too high, it will cause the skin of the tofu to turn yellow, if it is low, the starch on the tofu is easy to fall off, and, after getting out of the pot, if the wok is on the fire, try to make the flame less tyrannical, otherwise, it is very likely to stick to the pan and cause burning.

Fishing up the snow-white tofu inside, Wang Ming turned around, took the diced chicken with good pulp, poured it into the oil pot and stirred it with iron chopsticks, and when it was cooked and fried over low heat, it groaned slightly, and the flame rose suddenly.

The oil temperature was quickly heated, and the seaweed mixed with the water in the pot was carefully put into the oil pot by Wang Ming together with the colander.

The diced chicken in the pot is also fished out and put into a colander, put aside to control the oil, Wang Ming quickly poured out the oil, after brushing the pot, inject a little base oil into the pot, add onion and garlic to stir-fry, and then, a small amount of oil, cooking wine, light soy sauce, and a little old soy sauce are added to the pot, and then turn around, dip the hand spoon with a little tomato sauce to synthesize the color, add edible salt, pepper, and a little sugar and chicken essence, put it into the pot and then boil, the reddish-brown juice is tumbling and bubbling in the pot, diffusing a burst of incense.

Quickly pour the oil-controlled seaweed into the pot, stir-fry twice, add the starch to mix, pour in a little sesame oil, and pour it out of the pot on top of the snow-white tofu.

The reddish-brown juice is tightly wrapped around the seafood, pressing the snow-white tofu underneath, and the unique aroma of the seafood, mixed with a faint oil-consuming taste, slowly spreads out from the oily Bazhen tofu.

"Goo..."

Zhong Ge swallowed his saliva, picked it up quickly, felt the fragrance wafting slowly, licked his lips subconsciously, and when he walked quickly, he put it on the cooking table at the mouth of the dish.

"It's evil, every time I see something this guy makes, I can't help but want to taste it."

Zhong Ge muttered, took another dish from the cooking table, and when he put it on the cooking table, he looked at Wang Ming's back and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Don't just think about how to make a girl every day, learn a good craft, and make more money is the king, these days, without money, no matter how good the relationship is, it is not easy to maintain."

Turning to look at Zhong Ge with a stunned expression, Wang Ming said angrily, as his voice fell, Zhong Ge pursed his lips and looked at Wang Ming's gaze, with a hint of strangeness.

"You guy, why do you think it's a little weird today?"

Zhong Singer grabbed the shredded meat, although he had a good relationship with Wang Ming, but he was taught like this by a guy younger than his age, he always felt a little unnatural, and on weekdays, they are called brothers, but today's Wang Ming seems... There is some of the appearance of a wok master.

"If you want to listen, you can listen, if you don't want to listen, I won't bother to talk about you in the future, and it's not for me to learn a craft to earn money..."

A smile appeared on Wang Ming's face, and when he spoke, his dark eyes fell on Zhong Ge and San Fat again.

"Well... If you win, I'll just learn by heart in the future. ”

Zhong Ge nodded, and then said with a bitter face, and the three fats on the side also nodded thoughtfully.

Time slipped away quietly with the busy rhythm of the kitchen, and unconsciously, when the hygiene in the kitchen was thoroughly cleaned up, the Yufu Building, the gate.

Wang Ming and Zhong Ge Sanfat stood at the door, looking at Li Mei and Xue Lan who were slowly walking out, and after saying hello, their eyes moved up, and finally saw the cool dream that came slowly not far behind the two. (To be continued.) )