After Xiao Yong finished speaking, he sniffed it fiercely: "Ah, it's so fragrant, Brother Xiao Zhao, you can make this hot pot base so delicious, it smells better than stir-frying." Let me try it first. ”

"No, Xiao Yong, you are so greedy, the hot pot base is fragrant, but you can't eat it directly, 90% of it is butter and chili, take a bite, it will kill you." After Zhao Zixian finished speaking, looking at Xiao Yong's posture, if he hadn't stopped him, he would really have gotten a bite of hot pot base to eat, so he couldn't let Xiao Yong be idle, so he instructed him: "And you don't look at when, what did I tell you just now, we can't do this job well, we have to cover it all and leave." ”

As soon as he said that he was leaving, Xiao Yong suddenly lost the spirit of eating, and said in a little panic: "Oh, Brother Xiao Zhao, I know, but aren't all your base ingredients fried, as soon as the water is boiled, it is not okay to put things directly when the guests eat, and the dishes of the hot pot are not ready-made." ”

Zhao Zi played the strings, this person is honest and honest, and he can't be too honest, he doesn't understand this simple truth, so he said: "The hot pot base is just one of the steps, and it is not enough to have the base material alone." ”

Xiao Yong was very curious, so he asked, "Then what else do you need?" ”

"Of course it's soup, the soup of hot pot is very important, ordinary people only pay attention to the taste of the soup when they drink special soup, and think that the taste of hot pot only depends on the hot pot ingredients, but in fact, this is not the case at all, strictly speaking, the soup of hot pot is divided into ......" Speaking of this, Zhao Zixian thought in his heart, what did I say to this fool, and he didn't understand it, so he didn't say it anymore, and waved his hand: "You hurry up and get the beef bones, chicken rack, duck bones, and pork bones just now." ”

The pressure cooker water on the stove was just boiling, gurgling. After Xiao Yong took all kinds of bones, Zhao Zixian used a big spoon to put a few big bones in boiling water and gently passed them, and it took only a few seconds to fish them out and put them aside. Drain the water from the pressure cooker, add less water than just now, and bring it back to a boil.

When the water was boiling for the second time, Zhao Zixian put all kinds of bones into the pressure cooker and boiled them, and when he put them, while Xiao Yong didn't see it, he put a little bit of the kitchen god and shook the bones. After the water boiled, Zhao Zixian turned the heat to low heat and boiled it slowly, without adding any seasoning at this time.

I saw that the soup made of the bones was getting thicker and thicker, and gradually turned milky white. Zhao Zixian took another wok, put a little large piece of green chili pepper and a little pepper, and fried it with chicken essence and monosodium glutamate for less than a minute, and poured these fried seasonings into the pot.

After slowly simmering over low heat for a while, Xiao Yong asked, "Brother Xiao, what are you?" Hot pot is all spicy civilization, your soup looks very fragrant, but it is all white, not a little red, how to make this hot pot soup. ”

When Zhao Zixian heard it, it seemed that the hot pot that Xiao Yong usually eats is a kind of pot, only spicy, and an ordinary hot pot for eating vegetables, so it is useless to explain it to him, so he doesn't speak. Chong took out a new pot from the kitchenware cabinet, this pot is a bit strange, there is a small S-shaped iron plate in the middle of the pot, dividing the pot into two halves, and the shape on both sides seems to be a Tai Chi.

Then pour the milky white soup from this pot into one of the two pots, and add water to the other. When the water is boiling, add the butter hot pot base to the pot with clean water. The half of them immediately turned red, and they looked very spicy, but they wanted to eat it. Finally, I cut two white radishes, a green onion, and put them in the milky white soup. It's finally done.

Xiao Yong didn't seem to have seen this thing before, so he asked Zhao Zixian, "What kind of pot is this, it's so strange, hey, Brother Xiao Zhao, you just came, why did you find this kind of pot at once." ”

When Zhao Zixian heard this, Xiao Yong was stupid, he could still think of his own small details, it would be bad if others heard it, so he changed the topic and was a little sarcastic about Xiao Yong: "Xiao Yong, Xiao Yong, you still love to eat so much, this is a mandarin duck pot, don't you know?" ”

In this way, it really worked, and Xiao Yong's mind didn't have time to think about why Zhao Zixian found the pot at once, and said a little aggrieved: "When I used to eat hot pot with my co-workers, I had never seen such a hot pot, it was all one pot, this kind of two pots, two colors, very strange." ”

"What's strange, let me tell you, this is called Mandarin Duck Pot, you can know it at a glance, the taste in the two pots is obviously different, one is ......"

Before he could say it, the interview manager hurriedly walked over from the door, shouting as he walked, "Xiao Zhao, are you ready?" The guests waited impatiently. ”

The guest is indeed impatient, but the manager doesn't want Zhao Zixian to do this hot pot, even if the guest is angry, it is Zhao Zixian who makes the hot pot, and the manager himself does not have to cook, so the responsibility for cooking can be pushed to the back kitchen, that is, Zhao Zixian. In this way, Zhao Zixian can be justified to get out. As a manager, at most, even if it is an improper employment, it is enough to be scolded by the boss.

So when the interview manager came over, he was shocked and a little irritable when he saw the mandarin duck hot pot made by Zhao Zixian, and he didn't think that this little chef was really a bit evil, but when he walked to the mandarin duck pot, he raised his nose and smelled it, and he was happy and relieved.

Because of Zhao Zixian's mandarin duck pot, at such a close distance, the manager smelled it, and there was no aroma at all.

Although the manager can't cook, he has been working in the restaurant for a long time, and the taste of the hot pot is good or bad, and he can smell it as soon as he smells it.

Hot pot is different from other dishes, in fact, the taste of the dishes is difficult to describe, or fresh, or smooth and soft, or sweet and refreshing, this is a very complex feeling. There's no way to say it all at once. There are also dishes, such as shark fin and cuttlefish, which can't be experienced without eating them.

And hot pot is actually very simple, just pay attention to two words, fragrant and spicy.

These two words are the essence of hot pot.

And among these two words, the most important one is, of course, a fragrant word.

It's fragrant and spicy, of course, it's the best, and if the hot pot is only fragrant and not spicy, it's barely edible. But the hot pot is only spicy and not fragrant, that is the inferior hot pot, because as long as you put more cheap chili peppers, the taste will be spicy.

And after taking a look at Zhao Zixian's hot pot, there is no fragrance, and the color of the chili pot is particularly strong, and at first glance, it is a lot of chili peppers in pursuit of spiciness. And it's a very low-grade practice, which only novice chefs do. So the manager was also relieved, the guest was very picky at first glance, so he was a little more sure of driving Zhao Zixian away.

Xiao Yong had never seen a mandarin duck pot at all, he just cared about seeing it fresh, and Zhao Zixian didn't speak. The manager thought about how to get Zhao Zixian out.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and after a while, the manager still asked Zhao Zixian to quickly serve the hot pot to the guests in an official tone.

The manager walked in front, Zhao Zixian walked behind with the pot, and the manager deliberately walked very slowly.

You must know that this pot is an iron pot that has just boiled water, and the temperature is very high. Usually it is a cold pot, put it on the table of the morning guest and then reheat, but this guest came in the morning, and there is no ready-made hot pot. It was just done by Zhao Zixian, and the distance from the back kitchen to the building where the guests ate was not very far. If you use a thick cloth to hold a pot handle, it is not too much of a problem to walk a little faster.

But if it takes a long time, the cloth will be useless, and the heat of the pot and soup will still penetrate into the hand, if it is a different person. At this time, it was so hot that the pot fell to the ground, which was also the manager's trick.

The manager walked in front, so that Zhao Zixian could walk slowly with him, but in this way, the manager could not see the situation behind. I didn't feel that Zhao Zixian was burned, but he seemed to be humming a song, which was quite relaxed.

However, this kind of heat is like the temperature of a woman's chest for Zhao Zixian, not only is it not hot, but it is also very comfortable. Not to mention the heat from the iron pot, even if the hot soup is poured on Zhao Zixian's hand, there is nothing to do.

How could Zhao Zixian not know the manager's despicable ideas? So walking, walking, Zhao Zixian obviously stepped quickly and vigorously, making the footsteps become rapid, and his mouth also shouted: "Oops, oops!" "It looks like it's about to fall. The manager was so scared in his heart, this pot of hot oil was poured on his body, and he would have to peel his skin if he didn't die. So he dodged all at once.

Looking back at Zhao Zixian again, there was no expression on his face, his eyes were looking ahead, and his steps were very stable. Walking slowly forward, as if nothing had happened, and asking himself in surprise, "Huh? Manager, what's wrong with you? ”

When the manager walked in front and deliberately walked very slowly, he was thinking about how Zhao Zixian was so hot that he dropped the pot on the ground, and he was too involved. Leng Buding was "oops" by Zhao Zixian, and he instinctively avoided the hot pot.

But I have been immersed in imagination, suddenly my train of thought was interrupted, my brain was a little short-circuited, and I looked at Zhao Zixian's appearance very well, as if nothing had happened at all, and the manager was a little suspicious that he wanted Zhao Zixian to be burned and overthought it, and I heard it wrong? But I jumped a little to dodge, but it was true, others were fine, which made me look embarrassed.

So the manager twisted his waist and said embarrassedly: "My waist hurts a little, my waist hurts a little." Then he walked in front again, but he was always scared in his heart, so he didn't dare to walk so slowly like just now, but walked quickly, for fear that Zhao Zixian would catch up with him.

Zhao Zixian was secretly amused in his heart, and he didn't speak. Continue walking with a hot pot.

After walking like this, I soon came to the building where the guests were eating.

After passing through the two passages, Zhao Zixian saw the strange guest who came to eat hot pot in the morning.