Chapter 494: Fulin Roast Duck Shop
How do you know that he is here to repay the favor, I thought to myself, and at the same time gave Practical an inquiring look, Practical looked at me, and did not give any response, but raised his chin towards the gate of the compound.
I looked towards the gate, and I saw that after the fox demon entered the courtyard, he kept looking around, as if he was looking for something, and then he found me and practical people standing at the mouth of the alley, so he walked towards us.
His pace was fast, the expression on his face was a little frizzy, and I wondered what he was going to do.
As soon as we arrived at the mouth of the alley, he asked us: "How to get to the Fulin Roast Duck Restaurant?" ”
When I got closer, I sensed a faint demonic aura on him.
Practical pointed to a nearby alley: "Enter that alley...... Keep walking until you reach the innermost fork and turn left, and you will see it at a glance...... See the signboard of the roast duck restaurant. ”
When he said these words, his breath seemed to be cut off by something, and his whole face was slightly red.
The fox demon looked at the practicality, frowned slightly, and then didn't even say a word of thanks, turned around and walked towards the alley in the distance.
As soon as he walked away, Practical inhaled sharply, followed by a violent cough.
Listening to the practical cough out of breath, I couldn't help but be a little worried, while patting the practical back, while asking him with concern: "What's wrong with you, coughing so badly." ”
Practical coughed for a long time, and it took a while to stabilize his breath, and then he waved his hand at me: "I had tuberculosis two years ago, and I haven't been able to get any better, so it's okay to take it slowly." ”
I said, "Don't drag it out if you're sick, go and see." ”
"I've seen it," Practical said while rubbing his chest to calm himself, "The doctor said, I have a chronic disease, and I won't get better for a while, but it's okay, maybe it will be fine for two years." Okay, let's go back, there's nothing to do with us in this place. ”
I watched the back of the fox demon disappear at the mouth of the alley, turned my head and asked Shiji, "Sixth Uncle, did you know that he was coming early in the morning?" ”
Practical: "You mean the fox demon?" I don't know anything like this, and I don't have the ability to be a prophet. ”
"Then what were you doing in a hurry? Isn't it to wait for that fox demon? ”
"I saw that the sky was a little abnormal, and I always felt as if something was going to happen, so I ran out to see the situation."
"Then how do you know that the fox demon is here to repay the favor?"
Practical smiled: "After staying in this place for a long time, many things can be understood naturally when you think about it." Okay, don't be verbose, follow me back to the store, and I'll teach you how to make a fire. ”
After saying this, Practical didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the alley.
When I got back to the shop, the guys had already started to prepare the ingredients for lunch, and it was only a little past eight o'clock, and there were at least three hours left before the noon opening, but everyone was busy, and the small courtyard was filled with silent bustle.
Practical took me to the kitchen, and began to teach me the craft of a bag of noodles and a piece of fresh meat with two or eight points of fat, eight points of lean, and all kinds of spices.
I used to cook and make a little pasta, but I thought it was just a fire, just chop the meat, sprinkle a dry spice in it and stir well, and then stuff the naked eyes into the prepared dough, and it will almost be live.
But when it comes to practicality, whether it is kneading dough or adjusting the filling, there is a lot of exquisiteness, as long as one step is done wrong, the taste will be far from what is expected.
Take the stuffing as an example, a piece of meat is not just chopped and finished, the meat must be cut into three centimeters square, the fat, lean meat, and tendons must be separated, and the three different meat qualities must be chopped with different techniques.
When chopping fatty meat, the knife should be slow and heavy, and the meat should be as crushed and viscous as possible.
The treatment method of meat tendons is completely opposite, when the knife is cut, it should be fast and soft, and each piece of cut meat tendons should be at least three millimeters long and one millimeter wide.
Practically speaking, in the fire-fired meat filling, the fatty meat provides a mouthful of fresh fragrance, and if you put too much, you will be greasy, and if you put too little, the filling soup will become less mellow. If the tendons are chopped too large, it will make the meat filling stiff, if the size is too small, not only will the taste be greatly reduced, but also give people a feeling of teeth, like biting sand when eating rice.
The main ingredient in the meat filling, needless to say, is of course lean and tender meat, when chopping lean meat, it must be chopped, but not too minced, there must be a looming graininess, so that people can have a chewing pleasure when they eat it in their mouths.
After chopping the three kinds of meat, mix them evenly, and add egg whites and condiments to stir, the force is not easy to be too strong when stirring, and the power and transport are long and soft, so as not to break the ingredients prepared in advance.
It's so troublesome just to adjust the meat filling, and the knowledge when kneading the dough is even greater, after all, most of the taste of the whole pancake comes from the dough.
Practical to me, the so-called food color, the craft of cooking, is a kind of refinement and perception of human desires, if when cooking ingredients, can put down all distracting thoughts, carefully perceive the palms of the hands to come to all kinds of feelings, their own mind can also be precipitated.
In addition, he also said that during the time I stayed in the store, I had to cook everything I ate every day, and if the fire I made did not meet the standard of normal sales, I had to find a way to solve it myself.
Therefore, in order to be able to give yourself a decent meal, you have to put a little more thought, if you want to get by, you will suffer in the end.
Practical while teaching, I follow the steps he said to knead the dough to make the filling, because I have always been poor cooking, plus the strength is not easy to control, often make mistakes when starting, practical but will not remind me in advance, every time I completed a step, he said what I did wrong just now.
I was worried that the food would be difficult to eat, so I proposed to do it all over again, but Practical told me that if I wanted to do it all over again, I would have to change the ingredients, and that the things I had cooked before would have to be thrown in the trash.
My family has never wasted food, and when I heard him say this, I could only put my mind away and continue with the next steps.
Practical speaking, sometimes cooking and being a person are the same, a dish, you fry what it is, it is difficult to have the opportunity to redo it, if you feel that you can't sell the fried vegetables, you have to bring new ingredients, start from scratch.
I said, even if the food is not good enough, there is no need to pour it, as long as it is not charred, you can eat it.
Practical is happy for me, and it's not wrong to say what I say, but well, you can only find a way to solve the bad dishes by yourself, and others will not help you.
It's really strange to say that when I came to him, I wanted to bring him in, but I didn't expect to become an apprentice in his shop, and when I spent all my thoughts on kneading dough and chopping meat, I gradually forgot the purpose of coming.
For most of the morning, I don't know how many ingredients I wasted, but if they were made into a fire, I would probably have enough food for five or six meals.
At eleven o'clock, the first wave of customers came to the store, and in order to take care of business, practical and I didn't continue to consume, one went to the stove to stir-fry.
The guests ordered a few small stir-fried dishes that were more practical, and the practical hands and feet were also quick, and it didn't take long to prepare the dishes for them.
Just as the practical sign language was being used to let the guys serve the dishes, a customer came to the door and asked if there was any roast duck in the practical store.
Practical picked up a clean towel and wiped his hands, and responded to the other party with a smile: "We don't have roast duck in our store, there is a Fulin roast duck shop in this place, why don't I ask someone to buy one for you?" ”
The guest standing at the door also smiled: "I have long heard that the roast duck in that store is good, don't bother you, you tell me where the store is, I will buy it myself." ”
"I'll ask someone to bring you one, the old alley road is too busy, you may not be able to find a place." As he was talking, Practical waved at me: "If not, go buy a roast duck in the alley next door and come back." ”
Fulin Roast Duck Restaurant, if I'm not mistaken, the fox demon I met this morning seems to have inquired about this place.
It just so happened that I also wanted to figure out what the fox demon wanted to do when he suddenly visited, so I didn't bother with it, wiped my hands and went out.
In addition to the door of the store, I followed the route he provided to search all the way, and it didn't take long to see a small wooden sign in the depths of the alley, with four words engraved on it: Fulin Roast Duck.
This narrow wooden sign, like an inconspicuous door number, is inlaid on the brick wall on the left side of the courtyard gate, and its size is only about the same size as the palm of your hand, but it is inconspicuous, you only need to enter this alley, and you can see it at a glance, just because the nearby brick walls are exposed to an old dark red, only this wooden sign is glowing with a very new brown yellow.
It seems that the owner of this shop should be a careful person, and he usually does maintenance for his small signboard.
I had just approached the gate of the courtyard and was about to enter, when I saw a familiar figure.
From eight o'clock in the morning to now, three hours have passed, and the fox demon has not even left, at this time he is carrying an oil-paper bag in his hand, and he is standing in front of the courtyard gate, staring at a recruitment notice in a daze.
I noticed that the oiled paper bag in his hand had been soaked with duck fat, and it had become soft and crumpled, and it seemed that he had been here for a long time since he bought the roast duck.
It wasn't until I walked behind him that he pointed to the job posting, turned to me and asked, "What's written on it?" ”
(End of chapter)