Chapter 22: The Inheritance of Spaghetti
After many more days, it was finally a month since I entered the Ver Noodle Restaurant.
Although Leng Mo has never really cooked in the kitchen, he has already begun to get into the matter of pickled vegetables, and pasta sauces, such as green sauce, red sauce, etc., can be mixed with some hot oil, and do not need to be specially learned.
"Fruits and vegetables are rarely available in the store, so we don't have pickled fruits for you to do, so you have to learn the vegetable part well."
Jing'er noticed that it had been a month, and Leng Mo was already going to get a chef's license, so he told him about pickling.
Sour cabbage and spicy kimchi are the main dishes of the store's mixed noodles, and some customers will especially order water and garlic white noodles when eating pasta, this dish only uses fried garlic slices and ground garlic, which tastes slightly spicy and sweet, but the taste is light, so the things used to mix noodles are quite important.
The spicy kimchi is taken from the Chinese cabbage produced near Dahanseong, marinated with a little salt for several days, and then the sesame bean pepper from Mafu City is ground into powder and stirred, and the two can be combined to quickly make fresh spicy kimchi.
Another use of constant temperature Chinese cabbage is sour cabbage, put the cabbage in a large urn, and then throw in a fermented fruit, and the next day it will become a high-quality sour cabbage.
"Anyway, I've always had a question." Leng Mo said.
"Say, I'll allow you to ask a little more today." Jing'er is in a good mood.
"Why doesn't we choose the noodles written in the old cookbook, but sell the stereotyped noodles mentioned in the new cookbook, which is spaghetti and pasta? Although it is said that it is more convenient for long-term storage, no matter what shape the noodles are made, the noodles are already set, and there are many fewer choices in taste than other noodle restaurants, right? "Don't hesitate.
He once thought that no matter what kind of food you cook, what kind of noodles you change into, they will taste like that.
And this kind of noodles are not mushy after being cooked for a long time, and the softness is insufficient after cooking, and the aroma is easy to lose, so it is not suitable for adding too much water, and the noodles will be completely soft and rotten if they are left for a long time.
The proprietress and others are all masters, how can they choose the most difficult taste and kung fu spaghetti?
Jing Er was surprised, she didn't expect Leng Mo to ask such an esoteric question, but then asked, "As far as you know, do you remember the name and origin of pasta?" ”
"Remember, pasta is from Pompeii, which was devoured by zombies, and it is rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a corpse hunting group that broke into Pompeii in search of the disappeared cuisine, and only three people survived, and the leader of the escaped group was called Italy." Indifference said what was written in the textbook.
"Very well, you know, do you know the names of the other two?" Jing'er asked with a smile.
Leng Mo shook his head, the history of the cooking world is actually the same as ordinary history, and more irrelevant people will not be recorded.
"One of them is called Jing Weizhen, and the other is called Lin Qian, the ancestor of our Jing family, and the name of the pasta is mainly because the head of the regiment was seriously injured and died shortly after his return, and this name was given in honor of him." Jing'er's eyes lit up, thinking of the spirit of the ancestors who fought for cooking a hundred years ago, and she was fascinated, she also wanted to be such a chef!
Leng Mo was taken aback after hearing this, it turned out that their Jing family was the main ingredient of pasta, and the owner of durum wheat, so it was no wonder that no other noodles were sold, but they specialized in selling pasta.
"Got it, it's the heritage and spirit of cooking, but we'll make all the other noodles." Jinger said.
"Got it!"
Leng Mo decided to add a plan to find rare ingredients and plants in his future actions, so that he could become a qualified chef.
"Have you written down all the spiritual things? Have you also written down all the heavenly creations? Have you memorized the Compendium of Materia Medica? Jing'er changed his mind and asked him about his preparation for the exam.
"I've always had a good memory." Leng Mo showed a confident expression.
"It's a confident apprentice, but unfortunately you don't even have a chef's license, and you don't have any experience in a professional kitchen." Jing'er said a few words that hit him.
"Ahem, ahem, Sister Xiaoer is right." Leng Mo nodded weakly.
He is indeed overconfident, let alone the meal, if he has this kind of strength to cook with other chefs, he will definitely be disgusted and embarrassed.
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That night, Leng Mo was laid off early and went to the Chef Guild.
Pushing open the door, there was no one this time.
Leng Mo felt strange, the slightly old hall had become spotless, and the entire guild was filled with the fragrance of water lilies, which could be said to be completely new.
He went to ring the bell on his desk to see if anyone would come out, and if not, the exam would have to be postponed until tomorrow.
Ding Ding Ding!
A picture of a beautiful woman behind the counter suddenly opened from left to right, and a familiar figure walked out from inside, that person was Chef Zhong Yishui, who had given him a business card earlier.
"The chef's union also has a secret passage, what are you playing with?" Leng Mo thought to himself, but didn't say half a word.
Zhong Yishui walked out and looked at Leng Mo with unkind eyes, but then said with a smile: "It's you, it's been a month, how about it, the Verde Noodle Restaurant is okay." ”
Leng Mo smiled in return, nodded and said, "Thank you, Chef Zhong, the kid has gained a lot in the Verde Noodle Restaurant." ”
"Thank you, I'm here to take the junior chef exam today." Zhong Yishui was very curious, he could have written the answer completely correct before, so how would today's Spirit Thing Wanhualu be written?
While thinking so, he chose the most difficult test, which was originally intended for intermediate chefs, but was later selectively discarded after discussion, but by chance, Zhong Yishui and the other chefs decided to stuff it into the junior chef's test, so that when the City Alliance didn't need a chef one day, they could use this kind of test to keep all the test candidates out.
Looking at the other party selecting the test questions in the drawer, Leng Mo felt as if Zhong Yishui was plotting against him, but he still replied calmly: "Yes, I am bound to win the junior chef." ”
"Very good, then today's test question will give you two hours."
Zhong Yishui pushed a stack of test papers to Leng Mo and asked him to go to the empty classroom next door to sit and write exam questions.
"An hour is enough." Leng Mo weighed the thickness of the exam questions.
"Hehe, don't be too confident, even the average intermediate chef may not be able to write it in two hours." Zhong Yishui noticed that this kid had experienced the tempering of Verde Noodle Restaurant, and he was still so confident and extraordinary.
"Don't worry, I'm a confident apprentice."
After speaking, Leng Mo had already walked into the classroom with the papers.
"I almost choked on this kid, he actually said the four words I thought, young people nowadays are really scary."
Zhong Yishui, who was stunned for a moment, quickly wiped his sweat, he took out an hourglass, and quietly calculated the time.
"This topic is not simple!"
After writing less than five questions, Leng Mo was shocked to realize that the content of the Spirit Object Wanhualu actually included the Compendium of Materia Medica, and even the sixth question in the back had already appeared in the Heavenly Creation!
Fortunately, these are not difficult to Leng Mo, he is flying like a pen, and he has not stopped writing all the way to the end.
Forty-five minutes later, he had answered all the questions!
Leng Mo, whose physical strength has been greatly improved, is now refreshed, and he is ready to delay for fifteen points before getting a junior chef license, and keeping three points in everything is his code of conduct after he is reborn.
"It's been an hour, and that kid shouldn't have finished writing yet." Zhong Yishui noticed that the sand in the hourglass had leaked, and got up and looked at the door of the classroom, expecting the surprise that the kid gave him.
Click!
Leng Mo pushed open the door, handed the stack of test questions to Zhong Yishui and said, "It's been written." ”
"If the kid really doesn't brag, let me see your strength." Zhong Yishui picked up the test questions, took out a red pen and began to circle and correct.
Could he have guessed some of the questions and got too many right?
The answer to a question fell into his eyes, and the pen circled down, and his trembling hand showed that Zhong Yishui was excited in his heart.
He was excited, he hadn't met an apprentice who was serious about cooking for many years, and he knew that he could write down all these things and answer them 100% correctly, even an intermediate chef was impossible!
"At this age, his future is immeasurable."
Zhong Yishui is quite satisfied in his heart, and now he is witnessing the rise of a genius chef!
"Chef Zhong, not only am I not bragging, but I'm also very powerful." Leng Mo smiled confidently.
"You, really good!"
For the first time in his life, he praised the apprentice who came to the exam.