The snow in the field is piled up high like steamed buns, and there is no appearance of melting, and the ground in the village has been melted for three days because of the people coming and going, resulting in muddy and slippery on the ground, Du Mei has not been to the restaurant for seven or eight days, she is not at ease, this morning I saw the east sun show her face, although it was listless and white, but she still insisted on going to Qinghe County.

Xu Shi knew that she liked the business of the restaurant, and after breakfast, she had to help pack a few changes of clothes, and told her to rest in the back hall of the restaurant at night, and she didn't have to rush back.

The so-called snow is not cold, the snow is cold, this time the spring cold is menacing, it is colder than the midwinter wax moon, the cold is pressing, the residual snow and muddy water on the road are mixed into ice ballast, hard and slippery, the stone carefully pulls the reins, try to pick up a flat place to walk, the two big horses are struggling, the nose spews out a large stream of heat, and when they arrive at the restaurant, the mane is wet with sweat.

Stone, wearing a velvet hat and his nose still red from the cold, jumped out of the carriage, stamped his frozen feet, and rubbed his cold hand with hot air on his face, which blew all the way like a knife, and his body was sweating nervously for fear of the instability of the carriage.

"Owner, it has been snowing for several days, and the road is icy, so it's not easy to walk when you come, right?" Dong Chang heard the sound of the carriage, and hurriedly greeted him with his hands in his hands.

"How is it in the restaurant? We don't get across, and I'm not at ease staying at home. Du Mei got out of the car with a cotton cloak and a small stove in his hand.

"Business is good, this ghost weather was very warm a few days ago, and it has suddenly been cold to the bones in the past few days, and the big guys like the shabu-shabu in our restaurant, and they eat it hot to ward off the cold." The two walked towards the shop, and Dong Chang walked behind, staring at Du Mei's feet to prevent her from slipping.

"Isn't there enough beef and mutton?" Du Mei asked coldly.

"I'm also worried about this, the beef and mutton in the store can only last for two days, and it's freezing and snowy at this time, and the originally ordered goods can't be delivered." Dong Chang said with a frown.

"They can't deliver it, can we get it ourselves?" Du Mei sat down at the table in the lobby, and Lin Ying immediately brought hot tea and snacks.

"I sent a guy to go before, thinking that even if someone carries it on his shoulder, he will first get more than 100 catties to save the emergency, which Cheng thought, there are no cattle and sheep in the slaughterhouse at all, because the weather is warmer, they have reduced the purchase, this time it is cold, the beef and mutton have been robbed, even we ordered, did not have time to stay, belch, this is all blame for my poor thinking." Dong Chang was a little annoyed, he should have prepared early.

"Don't blame yourself too much, there's something going on in the restaurant, you can't take care of it alone, you sit down, let's figure it out together." Du Mei poured a cup of hot tea for Dong Chang.

"I have been to the market for the past two days, and there is almost no beef and mutton, which has led to the price of pork, chicken, duck, and fish rising, and I have successively hoarded some, and the price of vegetables has risen even more outrageously, one price a day, and now it is about the same as the price of meat." Dong Chang truthfully said the current predicament, the price of ingredients has risen sharply, but it is impossible for restaurants to follow the market, so the money that can be made has become less.

"Let's go to the back kitchen." Du Mei handed over the cotton cloak and hand stove to Lin Ying to collect, and went to the kitchen with Dong Chang.

The cooks were preparing the dishes, and the whole kitchen was full of steam, and there were three chicken cages in the next room, in which seventeen or eighteen chickens, most of them hens, and in one cage were five or six old hens, and some of the cages were live mountain goods, pheasants and hares. There are more than a dozen large herring fish in the two large tanks against the wall, and seven or eight mullets in the other tank. Because of the cold weather, the fish sank to the bottom of the water and did not move.

In the other room is raw meat, now the weather is cold, all frozen hard, Du Mei checked it, there is really not much beef and mutton, there are two newly bought pork, and there is no time to change the knife.

On the other side of the room are eggs, dried kelp, onions, potatoes, vermicelli, dried mushrooms, Chinese cabbage, radish, and some rare green leafy vegetables, coriander, spinach, greens, green onions, garlic, tofu, dried tofu, shutters, and so on.

"Let's switch to fish fillet shabu-shabu in our store today." Du Mei spun around and stood in the room and said.

"This ...... I'm afraid that customers still like beef and mutton. Dong Chang said with some embarrassment. Beef and mutton are hot, so it is the right time to eat it when the spring is cold.

"It's not difficult to like this, you just need to let the guys say, today to launch a new dish to taste, the price will be discounted by one percent, so, there will be people hunting for curiosity and trying, and when the dine-in is put on three or four tables, the later diners will naturally choose this from the crowd." Du Mei said with confidence.

"This fish fillet shabu-shabu, the cooks have never seen it, I'm afraid it won't be good." Dong Chang wrinkled his eyebrows and said worriedly.

"The fish fillet is easy to get, but this soup will take some time, you let people take off the pig bones first, break them and boil them, and then kill five herring fish to wash and set aside, and I will have a slice of fish in a while." Du Mei said, rolled up his sleeves, took out a roll of dried kelp, and put it in a special basin for washing vegetables and soaked it in water.

"Okay, I'll call someone to get it." Dong Chang naturally believed her, and turned around and went to the kitchen to call someone.

Du Mei sorted out some of the ingredients to be used and asked the kitchen helper to wash them.

The cooks were quick with their hands and feet, and after a while, the big pork bones were boiled in the cauldron, and the five big herring fish were also scaled and broken, and they were placed on the table cleanly, Du Mei put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and skillfully deboned the head, and cut the fish into almost transparent slices one by one, and then marinated them with egg whites, salt and a small amount of soju, and then cut the fish head and bones into small pieces, and divided them into several parts for later use.

Fillet of fish is an extremely test of knife skills and patience, Du Mei put away the five fish, and the time is almost time to eat, the front hall is noisy, and the guests are served.

"Our owner has newly developed a fish fillet shabu-shabu, which is the first to be recommended today, and the price is favorable, do you want to try it with a different taste?" The guy had already received Dong Chang's orders, and said with a smile to the four or five young people who came in together.

"Fillet shabu-shabu? Haven't you heard of it, have you ever eaten it? A tall, thin man looked at the man suspiciously, turned his head and asked again.

"Nope." Everyone else shook their heads.

"This is a new dish, you came early today, this is the first one!" The guy didn't get stunned at all, and continued to laugh.

"Oh, it's really long-winded, when has the food in this store been bad, come and taste it, where is there so much nonsense!" A chubby man said impatiently.

Obviously, this is the one who pays the bill, and when the others saw him speak, they didn't say anything, and chose a table to sit down. The guy ordered them side dishes and asked about their taste preferences.

The taste of shabu-shabu has several choices: original, sour and spicy, spicy and spicy, and sour, spicy and hemp are divided into three levels, micro, heavy and dramatic. Of course, these sour, numb, and spicy can also have their own emphasis, such as slightly sour and slightly spicy, which is a decent choice, and the two flavors are integrated with each other on the taste, and they are evenly divided, and they are relatively peaceful to eat. For example, another combination of slightly spicy and aggravated hemp, supplemented by hemp, is easy to enter, but the hemp and spicy seem to dance on the tip of the tongue, and the appetite is opened, so that the person who eats has a feeling of unstoppability.

There is a special food transfer guy in the kitchen, and when he got the menu, Du Mei took a fish head and fish bones and fried them over high heat until they changed color, added pork bone broth, and the fish soup boiled into milky white in an instant, and then changed to a simmer and stewed for more than a dozen breaths, adding numb and spicy according to the selected taste.

During this period, the chef will send out other side dishes on the menu, and the fish fillets are neatly stacked on top of the tender cabbage leaves and served in a blue and white dish.

Finally, there is a small tandoor burning charcoal and a hot shabu-shabu, the fish in the pot is blended with the bone aroma, the deliciousness neutralizes the greasy, and the spicy flavor is complemented, and the mixed fresh aroma comes to the nose, attracting the diners at that table to turn their heads to look at it.

The marinated fish fillet is crystal clear, put on the chopsticks, trembling and towering, partial and will not break, soaked in the boiling soup for four or five breaths on the change of color, the scalded fish meat is delicious to eat in the mouth, soft elastic and strong, fragrant, fresh, numb, spicy between the lips and teeth collide and blend, people can't bear to put the chopsticks.

Several young people were sweating profusely, but they were addicted, and one plate of fish fillets was not enough, so another plate was added. Later, there were new customers one after another, and I almost didn't want to sell it, as long as I smelled the fragrance of the lobby, and then looked at the eating attitude of the diners at that table, they all chose fish fillet shabu-shabu.

It's just a noon, all the fillets of the five big herring are sold out, and two mullets are now killed, all of which are made by Du Mei alone, Dong Chang saw that when Du Mei ate at noon, his hands trembled slightly, thinking that he was tired.

"Don't do it yourself at night, just discipline them." Dong Chang served her a bowl of bone broth.

"Okay, everyone's knife skills are impeccable, you can try it in the afternoon." Du Mei smiled and took the opportunity to drink the soup and squeezed his wrist.

When Du Mei cooked, the cooks looked at it all morning, they were all experts, and they didn't want Du Mei to give special guidance, they started to do it a few times, and they mastered the skills, and several men were always stronger than Du Mei, and they would fillet the fish in a pot after a while.

The delicious food spreads ten, ten spreads hundreds, and the diners at night are all coming for the new dishes, and the fish fillet shabu-shabu is hot all of a sudden, so that the whole plum food shop is overflowing with the smell of fish, and passers-by smell the smell and stop to look.

At dinner, she took a long strip of pork belly on the pork belly, cut it into thin slices of meat, and set up a small original shabu-shabu pot separately, soaked the meat slices, and distributed them to the cooks to taste.

"It's good to feel like it's delicious." The fat cook smacked his lips and said.

"If you add spicy to the shabu-shabu, the meat won't taste real." The middle-aged cook tasted it carefully and shook his head with some disapproval.

"Otherwise, let's make some sauce and dip it in." Du Mei tilted his head for advice.

"It's a good idea, the meat is still the real taste, and you can dip it in whatever sauce you want." Everyone nodded their heads, and this time everyone's opinions were surprisingly unanimous.

"Shopkeeper Dong, Ming'er, you have to go to the blacksmith shop and make me a shelf according to my picture." Du Mei took a neatly folded piece of paper from her purse, and she couldn't sleep at noon, so she drew it on a whim.

"What is this?" Dong Chang took the paper, and saw a boxy frame with legs drawn on it, separated by thin strips, and he didn't understand it after looking at it for a long time.

"It's very simple, when I get it back, I use it, and you will understand." Du Mei smiled, deliberately selling a pass.