Chapter Seventy-One: Back to Dingxiang Garden
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In the seasoning field of the school nursery, Jiang Yichen is busy.
After weeding, he then took out a piece of ginger from the soil, knocked off the mud, and took it to running water to rinse.
Due to the lack of time, the harvest is now already old ginger. Compared with young ginger, old ginger has a much stronger taste and is more suitable for use as a seasoning.
There was still a small amount of shallots at the edge of the ground, and the seedlings in the dormitory were transplanted separately after they were moved. Many new plants have now been propagated from the roots.
However, shallots are more suitable for side dishes than seasonings than green onions, so they have not been used in spicy hot shops.
Jiang Yichen thought about it, stepped forward and plucked a few handfuls of shallots, ready to take them to the store to eat by himself.
After finishing the work in the field, he put the ginger and shallots in the bag, and when he was ready, he walked towards the gate of the nursery.
Passing by the residence, the old man Liao was scraping the fish scales and preparing to cook, and invited him to drink two cups together.
Jiang Yichen politely declined, saying that he had made an appointment with someone else in the evening, so he said goodbye and left.
He walked all the way out of the north gate of the school and went to Dingxiang Garden on Helin Road.
At this time, it was getting dark, just in time for dinner.
The Malatang restaurant is as lively as usual, with five tables set up outside the door, and the tables are full. The intoxicating aroma fills the air, and customers chatter and laugh while enjoying their food, and from time to time people wave to add food or pay the bill.
Judging from their eating appearance and familiar posture, I am afraid that they have already become loyal customers here.
The young man at a table on the west side ate well, asked for a few beers, and began to shout and drink and make fists. attracted the attention of others, but they didn't dare to stop it.
Jiang Yichen shook his head slightly, it was not good to say anything in this situation. It's just a street food bar here, with a complex customer base, and there are people from all walks of life. It's not like those high-end dining establishments that have a bunch of rules for guests to follow.
And strictly speaking, setting a table on the sidewalk on my side to operate is actually not in accordance with the regulations. Forget it, as long as it's not too excessive, just turn a blind eye.
Zhang Fenglan held four large plates in both hands, serving food to guests in and out of the door of the store, her movements were steady and skillful, and it seemed that after this period of exercise, her work skills had increased greatly.
Jiang Yichen walked over and greeted the three people in the store in turn.
Aunt Wu was very happy to see him come back. But now that the business is busy, I don't have time to say more.
Jiang Yichen first handed her the bag containing shallots and ginger in his hand, and then rolled up his sleeves to help.
With him joining, Aunt Wu and the others suddenly felt much easier.
It was busy until nearly eight o'clock in the evening, when the Malatang restaurant closed its stalls.
The four of them then cleaned up, and only sat down for dinner together after more than half an hour.
At the dinner table, Mrs. Wu told Jiang Yichen that there are more and more repeat customers, and the store's turnover has continued to rise in recent days.
In order to meet the needs of customers and increase the consumption of single people, they began to increase the variety of spicy hot skewers, which is very effective, with a rich variety of shabu shabu ingredients and tastes, so that customers have enough choice to eat without getting tired of eating.
In addition, due to the shortage of manpower, she listened to Jiang Yichen's advice, and now basically all kinds of procurement work are called to have people delivered to the door, so the cost has increased a little, but it is worth it.
"Malatang is freshly eaten, the materials are the most particular, and this piece must not be ambiguous, otherwise it will be troublesome to smash the signboard." Jiang Yichen reminded.
He remembered a report he had read on the Internet a few days ago, saying that a restaurant was reluctant to throw away and continue to use the ingredients because of expired and spoiled ingredients, causing customers to get food poisoning, so he got into a troublesome lawsuit.
It is enough to say that the store only needs to close the purchase of goods, because the business is good, and the consumption of various materials flows quickly, so there is no need to worry about the operation link.
In fact, everyone understands this truth, so diners are often reluctant to go to restaurants with cold business to eat, not to mention the taste, the turnover is not effective, who knows how long the materials in your kitchen have been stored?
"Of course my wife knows this, don't worry, I've been doing it for so many years, and I know it in my heart." Aunt Wu nodded in response.
Jiang Yichen went on to say that although there are few people in the store, it is best to set a rule and order, the so-called no rules are not a circle, the content is not so complicated, simple and practical.
For example, from the purchase inspection of ingredients to kitchen processing, standard shabu-shabu procedures, sanitation and cleaning, etc., everyone follows and implements them together. Adapt to it for a while, and when the number of people increases in the future, it will be easier to manage.
This request is not too much, and Aunt Wu happily agreed.
Jiang Yichen also talked about the food safety problems that have been constantly criticized in the media, such as excessive pesticide residues in raw materials, excessive hormones, illegal additives such as lean meat jing and Sudan dyes, etc., which seem to be intensifying.
Some experts have commented that air pollution, water pollution, and food problems are the main reasons for the increasing number of terminally ill patients.
Aunt Wu and Zhang Fenglan deeply feel the same way, and they both say that the current vegetables, meat, and eggs do not have the taste of the early years, and the spicy tang in the store is delicious, but in fact, it is basically supported by special seasonings.
But this topic is not solved at all. Because the levels involved here can be quite complicated, and the three of them are not appraisal experts, they can only try to check with experience.
To say that good things are not nothing, such as those in large supermarkets that are purchased through formal channels, but the price is not affordable for ordinary people, especially small stores of this grade, it is impossible to purchase things of that level, that is, to follow the trend.
In fact, in the current society where values and social responsibility tend to collapse, as long as the restaurant does not use gutter oil, it can already be regarded as a moral model, and the conscience is great.
Jiang Yichen sighed, and finally laughed at himself and reluctantly made this summary, and the three of them wanted to laugh when they heard it, but they found that they couldn't laugh.
After chatting about the heavy topic, the dinner was nearing the end, and at this time, Jiang Yichen remembered the bag of Yunsha Island's specialties stored in the cold space.
"By the way, I went out this time and went to the beach, no, I also brought a small gift to Xiaojia's sister." He said to Su Xiaojia with a smile.
At the same time, reach under the table with your right hand and remove a plastic bag from the space.
Su Xiaojia was reminiscing about the food safety issue he just said, and suddenly heard this, she was a little at a loss, and her face was slightly red.
"Ahem, what do you bring with you when you go out, it's weird and tiring. In fact, the girl lacks nothing. The crow's feet at the corners of Aunt Wu's eyes piled up, and she said with a smile.
"Actually, it's nothing, I picked it up myself." Jiang Yichen said, putting the bag of things on the table with his right hand.
The three of them looked at it, and it turned out to be a plastic bag packed with various shells.