Early in the morning, Zhao Jin arrived in the town and estimated that the teppanyaki shelf and stove that the blacksmith had beaten some time ago were ready, so she took a detour to the blacksmith shop. On one side of the shop is full of all kinds of kitchen knife styles, and on the other side are farm tools with different styles and functions. Zhao Jin looked around for a week and didn't find anyone, there was not even anyone in such a thick and atmospheric store, she called twice: "Is there anyone?" Boss, boss. There was still no sound, and suddenly a black shadow shrouded him, Zhao Jin jumped, raised his eyes to look at the person, and found that he looked extremely ordinary, basically the kind of ordinary person who was difficult to attract the attention of others if he was thrown on the street. But it's this ordinary face that makes people feel unusually comfortable, he is not very old, in his early twenties, and his figure is not like the tiger's back that blacksmiths are used to, and his eyes are staring at you as if he is asking something.

Zhao Jin's face subconsciously softened, and he said with a shallow smile: "I came to pick up the last customized thing, which is a shelf and stove." Zhao Jin herself didn't realize that her voice was soft, and her warm voice was bathed in the sun, and she felt that she would be like this only because she felt that this blacksmith gave people a good impression that could be trusted, so she would involuntarily show kindness. She is also very strange, obviously she has always been extremely wary of strangers. The young man nodded and motioned to follow him, and the man turned around and led Zhao Jin to a corner next to a shelf, looking at the place where the shelves and stoves were placed.

Zhao Jin glanced at the shelf, and judging from the appearance, it was indeed made according to the drawings she designed. She approached the teppanyaki shelf, reached out and scooped up the iron plate on it, touched it, and looked at it again and again. The thickness of the iron plate is evenly beaten, and the thickness is just right, such a thickness is used to make teppanyaki, which can not only save charcoal, but also not to bake the ingredients on the iron plate, and it is just right to use it to make teppanyaki. After checking every detail in place, Zhao Jin was satisfied: "Big brother, this shelf is very well done, I will settle the rest of the money with you." After Zhao Jin finished speaking, his tone paused slightly, and then said, "That big brother, are you in charge of distribution?" I probably can't move this alone, so I'd like to ask you for a favor. After hearing this, the man turned around and walked to the counter, took a pen and wrote on the paper, and then handed the paper to her, Zhao Jin realized that he couldn't speak and was dumb. Zhao Jin finished his request at one time, and then waited for the man's response, he looked at her with sincerity in his eyes without a trace of impurities, and finally smiled and nodded.

After the man moved things out, he locked the door and followed her, after the two arrived at the Eight Immortals Restaurant, the shopkeeper saw Zhao Jin at a glance, and happily greeted him, the business of the restaurant has been really hot recently, Zhao Jin chuckled and said hello and then said to the shopkeeper's introduction: "The shopkeeper, I have invented a new food I brought tools today, you let us put it down first, this big brother has not stopped all the way." The shopkeeper led him into the backyard and put it in the yard first. After Zhao Jin thanked the blacksmith, he said to the shopkeeper and went into the kitchen to prepare the materials for teppanyaki. In the back kitchen, Zhao Jin was busy preparing teppanyaki seasonings. Teppanyaki is the cooking of a variety of ingredients on a hot iron plate, and the cooked ingredients are mixed with a secret seasoning, the most common being onions, but onions are not seen in this era. Whether the teppanyaki is delicious or not is basically determined by the seasoning on the board, and the effect is different for different chefs, but Zhao Jin, who is considered cheating, must be the top.

Asking the guy to help heat the pot, Zhao Jin poured a little oil into the pot, and then stir-fried the carefully selected dried chili peppers. Stir-frying chili pepper is a technical work, the heat is very important, related to the taste after the pot, the fire is too big, the chili pepper is easy to fry paste, the chili pepper turns black with bitter taste, loses the original spicy fragrance, and people with sensitive tongues can find that the technology is not at home when they taste it. Zhao Jin copied the spatula, and his subordinates kept stir-frying, and the bright red peppers kept turning in the pot, looking hot and spicy, exuding a choking smell. "Ah ......" The other people in the kitchen couldn't stand the hot smell, and sneezed one sneeze after another, choking tears flowed out. Master Jia leaned over to take a look, tears flowed from his face, and he had to escape out of the door, finally breathing a sigh of relief, and shouted outside the door: "Zhao Jin, you fried this chili pepper is really delicious." What kind of pepper is this? Is perverted spicy? Can you stand it in the dish? ”

Zhao Jin has always liked spicy food, she likes the feeling of smoke in her throat, the whole person is stimulated and refreshed, no spicy is no taste, so she is used to this hot and spicy taste, and she can bear it if she chokes, but it is hard for these people who don't eat spicy food. Zhao Jin glanced at the pot, the peppers had been fried fragrant, crispy, and the color was fiery red and shiny, and after swallowing his saliva, he could get out of the pot. Then picked up the large pot prepared before, Zhao Jin took the fried chili peppers out of the pot and put them in the basin to cool. The guy who burned the fire was already choking, and he couldn't even stop the tears from flowing out, Zhao Jin saw that he was uncomfortable, so he said: "Ah Cheng, it's panicking here, you go out first to breathe." ”

"Ah sneeze, Ah sneeze," Ah Cheng sneezed fiercely again, ouch, he really couldn't stand the spicy smell: "Miss Zhao, since you don't need my help here, then I'll go out first to breathe, Ah sneeze, eh, this is spicy enough, I really can't stand it." Ah Cheng muttered, dropped the fire stick in his hand, and ran out of the back kitchen, and the others even ran out when they saw this, and Zhao Jin was the only one left to defend in an instant.

The people who burned the fire ran out, and Zhao Jin was in a hurry to add firewood, frying chili peppers was only the first step, and then he had to fry dried tempeh, sesame paste, and peanut butter. It took about three quarters of an hour for Zhao Jin to fry the dried tempeh, sesame paste, and peanut butter, and the seasonings that should be prepared were ready.

Zhao Jin found the shopkeeper and asked him to send someone to grind this into powder, she told a few specific requirements, and after an hour, the shopkeeper handed over the finished product to her, Zhao Jin poured a piece of other spices she had fried before into the basin, stirred it evenly with chopsticks, and put it aside for later use. Then he instructed the man to boil the pot hot, Zhao Jin poured a few catties of oil into the pot, oil is a luxury for ordinary farmers, but for the restaurant, there must be a special channel for long-term supply, and the necessities are worth it, and after the oil is hot, she picked up a large soup spoon, scooped up the hot oil, and slowly poured it into the basin while the oil was boiling hot. Boiling oil into the basin, I immediately heard the sound of sizzling, and at the same time smelled a spicy smell, which was a variety of incense mixed together, so that the mouth water could not stop flowing out. When I was a child, I passed by a peanut oil shop, and the pure fragrance always attracted people to linger.

The shopkeeper took a breath, smelled the spicy smell in the back kitchen, and unconsciously swallowed his saliva, but it was really fragrant, just the seasoning was so tempting, he was sure that the teppanyaki would definitely catch fire, as long as it was something made by Zhao Jin, it would definitely catch fire, which was a belief and affirmation for no reason. Thinking that the restaurant was going to cause a trend again, the shopkeeper couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. Zhao Jin slowly poured the boiling oil into the basin, she put the boiling oil into the basin, while slowly stirring with chopsticks, with her stirring action, the spicy smell became stronger and stronger, spicy overflowing, a pot of hot and spicy spicy oil, inhaled into the nose, spicy into the stomach, it smelled very good.

When the spicy smell dissipated, the people who had run out of the door came in and smelled a spicy smell, and they kept praising Zhao Jin, "Miss Zhao, you are so good, this seasoning smells and makes people drool." Even if you don't cook, dry bibimbap is very good to eat. Zhao Jin was busy finishing the work and was busy answering them, "You also saw just now, this oil is filled with chili, sesame, and peanuts, you can taste the aroma of fried sesame seeds and fried peanuts by yourself, of course it smells very fragrant, in fact, it is very easy to do this, mainly depends on the chef's own grasp." ”

Chef Jia watched the whole process on the side, thinking that he had learned cooking skills for decades, and he boasted that he was also well-informed, but since he met Zhao Jin, he refreshed his vision, and said with a kind smile: "I'm old, or you young people know more, that rare teppanyaki, I've never heard of it before, and I don't know what it tastes like, I think I've learned cooking for decades, and it's not as good as your little girl, hey, or Siya, you are amazing, as long as Siya doesn't dislike me when I'm old, my hands and feet are not sharp, I'm more than willing to help Siya. Although it was a joke, but Master Jia said this with a little emotion, looking at Zhao Jin's slightly childish face, he has learned cooking skills for decades, and he has followed several masters in the past 20 years, but in the end it is not as good as a young girl, and her cooking skills are still talented.

Zhao Jin could see that Master Jia felt a little emotional, and couldn't help but feel a little weak, she was a person who had lived for two lifetimes, and she had eaten thousands of delicacies in modern times, several major cuisines, she had almost eaten them all, tasted them all, not to mention that Master Jia's cooking skills were not as good as her, even if it was a famous chef in the capital in front of her, it was just like that, after all, the history of China's five thousand years is not virtual. How can ancient dishes be as dazzling as modern dishes, and there are endless patterns.

"Uncle Jia, look at what you said, how dare I dislike you, I still want to learn more from you, after all, you have decades of experience, and in the future, this teppanyaki business will have to count on you to do it, you are not old at all, more reliable than young guys, I look at your hands and feet are still sharp, you are simply old and strong." It's okay to study here for a few more decades. ”

"You ghost elf, you won't be an old monster for a few more decades, you really make fun of me, what is old and strong, old and old, I'm afraid it won't work if you don't accept the old" Master Jia said with a smile.