Five days later, the ragged Yin Xin was tired and thirsty, and finally appeared on the abandoned highway only about 10 kilometers away from Sanjiang City.

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The fastest updated novel is on an abandoned road, where the still burning tank infantry fighting vehicles are billowing smoke, this hellish scene, Yin Xin has seen enough in the past five days.

Annam was originally a modern South Asian country, but in the five months since the outbreak of the civil war, countless cities have been razed to the ground, and the prosperous city has been reduced to ashes.

Nowadays, only Sanjiang City, the capital of Annan, is still a safe haven in the war, because this is the base camp of the Annan Army, so it also maintains the tranquility and peace of the temporary modern city, but it is said that recently, the militia has surrounded Sanjiang City on three sides, and is about to launch a major war of unprecedented scale...... "Uncle, is Sanjiang City in front?" ”

Yin Xin stopped, wiped a handful of sweat, and asked an old farmer passing by.

"Huaxia?"

The old peasant frowned in broken Chinese.

"Yes, Huaxia, come to find a friend."

"In front of us is Sanjiang City. But don't look for friends, the big war is about to break out, so flee to Huaxia......"

After speaking, the old farmer left Yin Xin and walked away with his back to Sanjiang City.

Yin Xin was stunned for a long time, but he still shrugged his shoulders and walked towards Sanjiang City...... Yin Xin walked on the streets of Sanjiang City, thinking about what happened before, the whole person was very unhappy, but unpleasant is unpleasant after all, he is now penniless in his pocket, and what he should think about most is how to ensure that he does not sleep on the street next.

Sure enough, do you still have to find a place to stay...... After so many days of fleeing, Yin Xin has learned that Sanjiang City is a small city that is not very developed.

But although the city is small, the city is mixed.

All kinds of them, no worse than the first-tier cities in China.

Yin Xin walked around the city.

I caught my eye on a Mingyue Hotel on the side of the road that was not very good.

Ten minutes ago, he had already observed three to five trips in front of this shop, this shop, the location of the shop is not very good, the shop is not very large, there are few waiters and chefs in it, in a place like Yin Xin is suitable for his current situation, so he hides his identity.

So Yin Xin decided to go in and give it a try.

After making a decision, without the slightest suspicion, Yin Xin took a step and walked towards the Mingyue Hotel.

尹心站∈dǐng∈diǎn∈小∈語,.♀.o≠s_(); After looking around at the entrance of the hotel, he walked towards a slightly chubby middle-aged man.

"Is the little brother here for dinner?"

Xu saw Yin Xin's black hair and black eyes, and the middle-aged man greeted him in Huaxia as soon as he saw Yin Xin walking towards him.

Yin Xin shook his head and said with a serious face: "I'm here to apply for a chef." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was stunned for nearly ten seconds before he said, "Sorry, we don't recruit chefs here." Salespeople, but they can barely recruit one or two. ”

As soon as Yin's mind turned, he figured out the boss's intentions, he must be so young.

At best, he can only be a waiter, and he may not even be worthy of being a chef.

Yin Xin was not annoyed, and smiled faintly.

Immediately, his right hand pulled out a kitchen knife with a cold light from behind his waist like a whirlwind, and this knife was the snow that had never left Yin Xin.

The middle-aged boss's age has changed slightly.

He was well-informed, and naturally he would not think that Yin Xin in front of him would take a knife and commit murder because he did not agree to his request to be a chef, the reason why he took a knife at this time.

There is only one purpose, to convince himself that he is capable of doing the job of a chef.

"Since the little brother insists on being a chef, then I also have to ask if my brother is really capable of being the chef in charge of our Mingyue Hotel."

Song Pa, the owner of the Bright Moon Hotel, was meaningful, and then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

There was a cook in his forties in the kitchen who was busy with something, and when he saw Songpa come in, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Why did the boss come to the kitchen?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Yin Xin, who was following Songpa, and he immediately asked, "......Who is this?"

"Oh, this guy is here to apply for a chef."

Songpa replied lightly.

"But don't we have me in the store? Why should the boss hire another cook for an extra expense? ”

The middle-aged chef didn't seem very happy with Songpa's decision.

"My business is quite light, presumably you, the chef, have not fulfilled your duties as a chef."

Yin Xin said expressionlessly.

Although his original intention of applying for the job was just to find a small place to settle down, and by the way, to find the whereabouts of Master Xuewei, if someone is pleasing to the eye, he doesn't have to show mercy.

"You...... How do you talk, yellow-mouthed kid? ”

The middle-aged chef pointed at Yin Xin, and his words were incoherent.

"Okay, Lao Mo, my guy is good at playing with knives, so let him try it."

Songpa waved his hand at Mo Chuan, signaling him to be calm.

When Mo Chuan heard this, his face was even more angry.

"Boss, how can you agree to let him apply for a chef with a few strokes of the knife, are you too hasty?"

Mo Chuan pulled Songpa's sleeve and loudly dissuaded.

Yin Xin's face was cold, this person stopped himself three times and twice, it was bearable, but it was unbearable.

Yin Xin casually pulled out the kitchen knife inserted in his waist, quickly pulled a knife flower, and then the knife came out of his hand, and the exquisite knife flower flew quickly along Mo Chuan's shirt pulling Songpa, fortunately Mo Chuan avoided it quickly, otherwise his arm would have been cut in two by the sharp snow smell.

"What does Chef Mo think of me?"

Yin Xin asked Mo Chuan with a slight smile.

Mo Chuan's head was full of sweat, and his eyes were vaguely afraid.

"Okay, aren't you still going to apply for a chef's job? Let's get started, but I'm going to say ugly things ahead, if you don't make a dish that satisfies me, no matter how good your knife skills are, I will never keep you. ”

Song Pa said seriously to Yin Xin.

Yin Xin diǎn diǎn diǎn head, and began the preparations.

He silently calculated in his heart, this area of Sanjiang City is in a wet and cold area, and the products are not as abundant as those in Huaxia, when he came here, the most seen are fungi and the like, and the people of Sanjiang City also love to eat fungi, so he can make a fuss about this.

That's it, the recipes in his mind went through one by one, and then he locked on a relatively simple and refreshing dish called Hibiscus Chicken Slices.

This dish is a relatively healthy dish, and the requirements for ingredients are not high, so he swept it casually and took all the ingredients needed for this dish.

He quickly soaked the dried shiitake mushrooms in hot water, then cut the green peppers into pieces and packed them up, and selected a piece of fresh chicken breast.

Yin Xin pulled out the snow flavor, quickly chopped the washed chicken into a meat puree, put in an appropriate amount of salted chicken cooked vegetable oil, and then added some egg whites to adjust and marinate.

Then wash the soaked shiitake mushrooms and cut them into cubes for later use.

When cutting shiitake mushrooms, Yin Xin was not idle, he boiled half a pot of water and used it to blanch rape.

Blanch the rape and remove it and set it on a plate for later use, and then blanch the diced shiitake mushrooms.

As soon as it was ready, Yin Xin violently unscrewed the gas stove, and the fire snake gushed out instantly, and in the next second, the shiny iron pot was put on the stove, covering the edge of the tongue of fire.

Yin Xin skillfully poured the cooking oil into the pot, and evenly put the marinated chicken puree into the boiling cooking oil, and then cut it into uniform small pieces of chicken after it was qualitative.

Songpa and Mo Chuan on the side smelled the fragrance coming from the pot, and their stomachs actually gurgled uncontrollably.

Although Yin Xin was busy with the things at hand, this indecent voice still reached his ears without hindrance, and he smiled slightly in his heart, and quickly proceeded with the next steps.

As the head chef of Kyushu Food Street and the head of the Yin family, this diǎn trivial matter is really not a problem.

Yin Xin just poured in an appropriate amount of oil at random, then put in green onion and ginger, cooking wine, chicken essence, salt, chicken broth, boiled over high heat, and then put in the side blanched mushrooms, green peppers, chicken and salt and stir-fried evenly, and finally quickly thickened with wet starch, and put it on the plate that had been placed in the rape before about three minutes.

In the blink of an eye, a fragrant hibiscus chicken slice has been completed.

Yin Xin smiled and picked up the exquisite dishes and put them in front of Mo Chuan: "It's done, Huaxia-style hibiscus chicken slices, you can try it (to be continued)." )