In tonight's ghost market, the fat man Lu who was in charge of the kitchen suddenly said that he wouldn't come if he couldn't come, which made Boss Lin angry, and even his mobile phone was broken!

The boss was angry over there, and the other workers couldn't speak, so we could only wait and see on the other side. Old Uncle Yang shook his head and sighed: "Alas, look at this situation, I can't start work tonight!" ”

"If it's closed tonight, will I still be paid?" Ma Xiaostool asked with a sad face. He hasn't been here for a long time, and he hasn't encountered such an "extreme" situation.

"Humph! You just want to be beautiful! Aunt Hu crossed her waist, also looking unhappy. Her family has a large population, washing dishes in restaurants in the city during the day, and coming to Xiling to wash dishes at night, doing dirty and tiring work, and earning hard money.

She said: "Look at that pile of materials, if you can't sell them tonight, Boss Lin will have to lose a lot of money." It is impossible for us to pay our wages, and at most he will take a few catties of vermicelli that cannot be sold, or a few catties of raw noodles to make up for us. Other earthworms, rats, leeches, etc., can you still take them back and eat them yourself? ”

I also feel a little frustrated, the first few times I came to do it well, tonight it's just a trip for nothing, the key is that I don't have a place to sleep when I go back now!

Everyone sat together and muttered, and Lin Da Chopsticks also squatted on the side and sulked by himself. He doesn't have a good idea at this time, the ghost market is about to open in ten minutes, where can he find another cook to top?

The only thing that came into being was one by his side, uh, only half of it!

I thought about it, since everyone will lose money if it goes on like this, it is better to let me give it a try. I can't guarantee how delicious it must be fried, but it should be able to handle it, right?

After thinking about it, I walked over to Lin Dacho and said, "Boss, or you let me try, I'll be in charge of the kitchen tonight!" ”

"You?" Lin Dacho was surprised, but he didn't immediately veto my proposal, only doubted: "Have you ever been a chef?" ”

"Strictly speaking, I haven't done it yet." I replied honestly, "But I'm now a chef student at the New Nanhua Technical School, and I used to sell snacks in the Nanting Ghost Market. ”

"Chef students?" Lin Dachopsticks was still hesitating, after all, losing the ingredients for a night was not a disaster for him, but letting an inexperienced hairy young man go to the helm of the kitchen, in case he messed up the good reputation that his stall had accumulated over the years, it would be a real disaster!

"Are you really sure of yourself?" Lin Dachopsticks were in a dilemma, and after thinking about it for a while, he asked.

"Yes!" I replied confidently.

Lin Da Chopsticks finally made a decision. He said, "Okay, I'll let you try it first." But let's say it first, once the customer complains that your food is not delicious, I will immediately close the stall and deduct all your wages tonight! ”

"Okay! I'm fine! "I agreed to his terms. Anyway, my salary tonight has not been settled, and if it is deducted, it will be deducted!

A few other people, Ma Xiaostool, Uncle Yang and Aunt Hu were also surprised that I was still in charge of cooking. But as long as it is still open for business, there is hope for everyone's wages tonight, so everyone is busy as usual, ready to welcome customers.

"Dang!"

A low bell rings, and the ghost market is open! Groups of old customers floated in from outside, pouring into the stalls as if they didn't want money. Our booth was no exception, and there were five regular customers at once.

"A plate of braised earthworms! A plate of spicy voles! A plate of pan-fried locusts! A plate of fried peanuts! Six beers! Uncle Yang waited for the first table of guests to sit down, and then successively reported a long list of dish names. Those three old customers are really "old customers", they come almost every night, beer with side dishes, and can drink all night.

"Eight portions of fried rice!" On the other side, Ma Xiaostool also shouted. There were two starving ghosts at that table, and each time they came, they had to order a few meals to eat. Fortunately, all they ordered was fried rice, and you could fry it in one pot and make two or three servings.

"Roger! A plate of braised earthworms! A plate of spicy voles! A plate of pan-fried locusts! A plate of fried peanuts! And eight servings of fried rice! "I also repeated the name of the dish in the same way as the fat man of Lu, and immediately started to move in my hand, first pouring a plate of peanuts into the hot oil pot. Among the three dishes, it is the best. When there are many guests, the speed of stir-frying is very important, you know, the patience of the guests is not too good, and the slow serving of food is to curse!

However, I can't fry two pots at the same time like Lu Fatzi, I can only fry one pot at a time. After the fried peanuts were out of the pan, I switched to another table of fried rice and fried two portions at a time. In this way, the tables on both sides will not be empty, and the guests will eat while I continue to stir-fry.

Boss Lin can't sit still tonight, he's more nervous than me. He kept walking around, sometimes to the stove to see how I was cooking, and then to the guests to help greet them, and by the way, to find out how the guests were responding to the food. It was okay, except for the two starving ghosts who complained about the speed of the food, nothing else was said.

The main purpose of the first table is to drink and chat, and the taste of the food is not the point. The guests at the second table want to eat more, and they only have requirements for the quantity, and whether it is delicious or not is secondary. I made a decision that when I stir-fried the dishes on the first table, the flavor was a little heavier, which was suitable for sake. At the second table, they complained about the slow serving, but I added the amount to them, and a plate of fried rice was fried for a plate and a half, and they also had fun and stopped complaining.

Seeing that the guests at the first two tables didn't find any fault, Boss Lin finally felt a little relieved. He also came over and patted me on the shoulder and encouraged, "Xiaosheng did a good job!" Keep up the good work! "Ma Xiaostool, Old Uncle Yang and Aunt Hu are also secretly cheering me on. It started well and I gained a lot of confidence in myself.

As soon as the first two tables were finished, Boss Lin's incense burner burned, and takeaway orders came over one after another. I couldn't stop for a moment, and the movements in my hands gradually increased to the speed of the order, so that I could barely catch up with the speed of placing orders. The job of stir-frying, to put it bluntly, practice makes perfect, the same dish you fry more times, the thinking in the head and the muscles in the hands can form inertia. When I first started stir-frying, I always had to think about how much salt to put and how much oil to put in, and if there was less, I had to add a little more, and if I had more, I had to scoop it out, which would inevitably slow down the speed. After a few more plates, I have a bottom in my heart, and how much salt and oil I add each time is in place, and there are no more superfluous movements, so it is naturally much faster.

In this way, I successfully survived the most lively first half of the night. After two o'clock in the morning, the number of customers and takeaways in the stalls gradually decreased, and I finally had time to stop and wipe my sweat and drink water. But at three o'clock in the morning, the real test of my first time as a chef finally came.

An old guest with long pigtails walked in with square steps. When Boss Lin saw it, he quickly got up to greet him. He nodded and said, "Weng's shopkeeper!" You're here, please come in! Come in! ”

The shopkeeper Weng said "um", which was a response. He sat down at a table in the middle, spread his legs, and stroked his beard, with his eyes above the top. During his lifetime, the shopkeeper Weng was the shopkeeper of the largest restaurant in the provincial capital in the late Qing Dynasty, and he recruited several of the most famous masters in the provincial capital to cook for him, almost monopolizing the most high-end food resources in the provincial capital at that time. In addition, he is also a very picky gourmet, and often banquets for officials, squires, and wealthy merchants in the provincial capital to help him, so he is famous for a while!

After his death, the shopkeeper Weng was not idle, and was hired as a food supervisor in Xiling Ghost Market. Just like the 12315 Consumer Association in the Yang World, the ghost customers in Xiling Cemetery also need someone to help them come forward and complain about some unscrupulous vendors. After some back-and-forth quarrels and compromises, as well as bargaining, the old customers and the Ghost City Management Committee reached an agreement: the establishment of the Xiling Cemetery Food Supervision Committee, with five respected old customers as supervisors. Among them, Weng shopkeeper is in the seat, and he is also the chief supervisor!

Therefore, no matter which shop or stall the current shopkeeper weng goes, the boss there has to wait carefully, for fear that he will eat something wrong. If the shopkeeper Weng is unhappy and complains to the management committee, he will inevitably be fined or suspended for rectification, and the most serious person will be expelled from the Xiling ghost market, and the business will not be done!

"Shopkeeper Weng, what do you want to eat?" Boss Lin accompanied the smiling face and politely came over to greet him in person.

"Well, I'll think about it......" The shopkeeper Weng stroked his mustache and said in a deep voice: "I came to you last time and ordered three plates of signature dishes in a row, but I only had a vague impression of that plate of spicy voles...... You can get me another plate tonight! ”

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Boss Lin turned his head and shouted, "A spicy vole!" ”

"A spicy vole! Roger that! I didn't dare to slack off, and I replied loudly. The shopkeeper Weng is a very picky old customer, and even the fat man has to use his housekeeping skills to cope with the past. I'm sweating in my heart, and I don't know if I can pass the level of Weng Shopkeeper tonight.

The spicy vole is obviously a dish evolved from the spicy field chicken in Hunan cuisine, but the ingredients used have changed. Although the rats look disgusting and annoying to the living, because the ghosts live in the coffins underground, there will always be times when the rats are burrowing in it, so there are lonely and lonely ghosts who like to keep them as pets, and of course, there are ghosts who like to eat mice. The rat meat is tender and rich in fat, and it is a good practice to fry and fry it.

Now it is not easy to find mice in the city, and the voles we use in this stall are really voles, not house mice. Yuanbaomen is one of the big pies in the ghost market in Xiling, and the special ingredients used have basically achieved one-stop production and marketing from production, processing to sales. Yuanbaomen's rat breeding base is in the western suburbs, according to Ma Xiaostool, they contracted a wild slope land, planted some sweet potatoes, vegetables and corn, and raised a batch of selected vole varieties, a large meat. At present, there are more than 10,000 voles in the rat breeding base, and when the melons and vegetables in it are not enough to eat, they will also buy rotten vegetables and rotten melons eliminated from the vegetable market from outside to feed. So even if we kill 100 voles a day, we can't kill them all, and we will supply them to other stalls.

The ingredients are exquisite, and the processing cannot be left behind. Before each stir-frying, the killed vole meat must be marinated evenly with soy sauce, egg white, and cornstarch, and then cut into small pieces for later use. At this time, I only need to fry the vole meat shallowly in hot oil until it is cooked, and then remove it. Then, throw in the green onion, garlic, chili pepper and stir-fry a few times, wait until the marinade flavor comes out, and finally add vole meat and other seasonings back to the pot to stir-fry, and the flavor can be out of the pot. The spicy vole meat on the plate is delicious and spicy, making people salivate when they smell it!

"The spicy vole is here!" Uncle Yang dragged the long tail note, and with exaggerated movements like singing on stage, he brought the plate of spicy voles to the table of the shopkeeper Weng, and prepared clean chopsticks and dishes.

The shopkeeper Weng pretended to sit there with his eyes closed and stroked his beard. When he heard that the dish was coming, he was not in a hurry to get off the dishes, he first sniffed the fragrance with his nose, and then opened his eyes and took a closer look at the dish. After checking the two indicators of color and fragrance, he slowly grabbed his chopsticks, picked up a piece of vole meat and put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

As he chewed, we felt as if time had stood still, and everyone was waiting for him to speak. Among them, the most nervous are Boss Lin and me, one is related to whether the reputation and reputation of their stall can be kept, and the other is related to whether their job can be kept, and they are all waiting for the final verdict with fear.

"Huh?" Shopkeeper Weng suddenly frowned and shook his head slightly.

"What's wrong? Weng shopkeeper's? Boss Lin hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"You ...... this dish" The slow and logical way of speaking of the shopkeeper Weng made people unbearable, and people who were anxious were going to die in a hurry!

"What's wrong with this dish?" Boss Lin began to sweat on his head, and my palms also began to sweat.

"Your dish ......" Shopkeeper Weng still frowned, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Why is the taste different compared to the previous time?" ”

When Boss Lin heard this, he was very nervous. He kept nodding his head and laughing: "I'm sorry, Weng shopkeeper!" My chef here is taking a leave of absence tonight...... Temporary change of cook......"

"Oh!" The shopkeeper Weng was still noncommittal, and picked up a piece of vole meat and put it in his mouth to chew carefully. finally chewed the second piece, and finally commented: "Compared with usual, you put one or two less green peppers and half a tael more peppercorns in your dish today, and ...... Coriander is also added! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Your tongue is so powerful, you can eat it as soon as you eat it! Even the green pepper pepper is more than usual, and if you put one or two halves less than usual, you can eat it! Boss Lin hurriedly flattered.

My heart was also tight, but I was worried about something else: "Oh, it's really a risky thing to do with coriander!" I knew I wouldn't let it go! "Some people especially like the taste of coriander, but some people are particularly annoying, I don't know if the shopkeeper Weng belongs to the category of liking or disliking?

"Hmm...... But ......" (Why, can't he speak a little sharper?) The shopkeeper shook his head and began to nod again. He said, "Still, it's okay! This new flavor is also unique, and it is better than the usual ones. You're a new chef too! ”

Call! Boss Lin and I were both greatly relieved! The shopkeeper Weng is panting, it's really scary! When the others heard this, they were also smiling and secretly gave me a thumbs up!

Finally sent off this difficult master, Boss Lin was in a good mood. He came up to me and said, "Xiao Sheng! You've had a great time tonight! I'll make a note for you, and you'll be paid double tonight's salary! ”

"Thank you boss!" I'm in an unusually good mood. If you are in charge of the kitchen for the first time, you will be a great success, and you will receive an extra salary, and your future will be high! Ha ha!