In the kitchen of the seventh canteen, although the sales room has been opened, Jiang Yu, Lu Shuwu and others are still not idle, still sitting in front of the operating table and making soup dumplings and other kinds of steamed buns.

In the cauldron on the stove, the porridge is still boiling, and the thick and glutinous white porridge is bubbling with small bubbles, and the aroma fills the entire kitchen.

"Lao Jiang, the soup dumplings are almost sold out, the meat buns and vegetable buns are almost insufficient, and there are relatively few people who buy steamed buns and flower rolls, and there are quite a lot."

Hu Zhihai strode in from the outside, fine sweat appeared on his forehead, his cheeks were red, and he didn't know whether it was hot or excited, he picked up the white towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat, and said a little anxiously,

"There's a lot of people lining up outside!"

"Really? Then I won't do the steamed buns and flower rolls, and I will reduce the amount a little bit in the future."

Jiang Yu raised his head and glanced at him, and said with a smile,

"Zhihai, you take out the steamed soup dumplings first, and then come back to get the buns later.

By the way, if there are not enough braised vegetables and cold dishes, there are still some in the fresh-keeping cabinet, and they are all taken out and sold, and we don't sell braised vegetables and cold vegetables for lunch and dinner."

"Okay."

Hu Zhihai answered, beckoned a part-time boy to come over, and got busy together.

"Boss Xiao Jiang, you're doing a really good job of filling soup dumplings! Not to mention that the skin is as thin as paper, if I use dim sum, I can do it, the key is that it can still hold so much soup with such a thin dough......

Ma Guoqiang has been making pasta for more than 20 years, and he thinks that he is still a little level in this area, but compared with Jiang Yu, it seems that he is nothing, and it is inevitable that he is a little lost, he said with emotion,

"Moreover, your soup dumplings are delicious, the meat is tender and juicy, and the taste is much better than the filling of my meat dumplings."

"Boss Xiao Jiang has this good ability, so he shouldn't let us adjust the stuffing."

He Chunxiao on the side also nodded approvingly, and said jokingly,

"Brother Ma, I think, in the future, let Boss Xiaojiang adjust the stuffing, and the two of us will just mix the bread buns, the buns made here will definitely be much more delicious."

"Eh, that's a good idea!"

Ma Guoqiang's eyes lit up, he was not lazy, he just wanted to taste the taste of Jiangyu's steamed bun filling.

"Boss Xiaojiang, what do you think?"

"Uncle Ma, Sister He, just spare me."

Jiang Yu saw that as soon as the two of them sang and harmonized, he was about to throw the stuffing to himself, he gave up his hands again and again to forgiveness, and said with a smile,

"The buns you make are also very popular with students, otherwise how would they sell so quickly?

Don't push me on the stuffing, I'm making braised vegetables and soup dumplings, where can I be busy?"

"Then let's help Boss Xiaojiang share a little, haha!"

Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao originally said that although Jiang Yu was young, he was also the boss of the canteen, how could any employee push his own affairs to the boss? Do you want to do it anymore?

……

From seven to nine o'clock, during the two-hour business hours, the No. 7 canteen received batch after batch of students, and according to Hu Zhihai's estimate, at least seven or eight hundred students made a special trip here to eat breakfast. ….

"Sure enough, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys!"

After closing, Xiao Yan and other part-time students were about to clean up the dishes and clean up, but they were stopped by Hu Zhihai and asked them to rest for a while and eat something to fill their stomachs by the way.

He himself was back in the kitchen, with a smile full of excitement,

"Lao Jiang's craftsmanship is really not built, even if it moves to such a remote place, everyone still smells it and comes over."

"What kind of wine is not afraid of deep alleys? That's nonsense!"

Lu Shuwu was busy taking out the freshly steamed buns from the steamer, which were reserved for the canteen staff to eat, so the quantity was not large.

After listening to Hu Zhihai's words, he couldn't help but purse his lips and muttered,

"If it weren't for the boss who made a name for himself in the second canteen before, who would have come all the way here to eat on such a hot day?"

"You ......"

Hu Zhihai was stunned and suddenly angry.

"Alright, alright! You two don't act like enemies all day long, and you will have to fight as soon as you meet."

Jiang Yu hurriedly interrupted Hu Zhihai's words, these two people are like fighting cocks day by day, it is simply uncomfortable not to peck each other twice, it is really convincing.

He turned his head to look at Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao again, and urged,

"Uncle Ma, Sister He, don't be busy yet, wash your hands and eat breakfast, everyone is going hungry."

"Okay, I've tasted two soup dumplings before, and I'm still tasting them in my mouth, so I'll have to eat them in a while!"

Ma Guoqiang stood up, patted the flour stuck to his hands, and laughed.

Moments later, a group of people sat around the table and chatted over breakfast.

"This white porridge is good, light and stomach-nourishing, and the braised vegetables have a strong taste, so it is best with white porridge."

Hu Zhihai held a bowl of white porridge in one hand and braised duck paw in the other, nodding while eating, with a satisfied face.

"Next time, if you put some greens and cook greens porridge, the nutrition will be more comprehensive, with vegetables and meat."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Jiang Yu nodded and said with a smile, "It's impossible for us to make white porridge every day, otherwise it will be too monotonous, and we can still change the taste occasionally."

"Boss Xiaojiang, we Jiangzhou people, if there is no cold mix for breakfast, it will not be perfect."

Ma Guoqiang put a soup bag that had drunk up the soup into his mouth and chewed it, with a satisfied face, he took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile,

"I'm still good at making cold noodles, if you want to change the flavor one day, you can try to let me open a window to sell cold noodles."

"Okay, but we've just opened now, so we shouldn't change too quickly."

Jiang Yu responded with a smile, and continued,

"I still have to give the students some time to get used to the current tastes, if the day changes, everyone doesn't know what to eat tomorrow, maybe they don't want to come back."

"That's a good thing."

Ma Guoqiang nodded and said with a smile, "I just mentioned to you first, I can do more things if I can, I can't take money for nothing and not work, right?"

The two were talking, when suddenly an exclamation came from their ears: ....

"Hold the grass! Why is this lotus root so spicy?!"

Jiang Yu and the others were startled, and when they turned their heads, they saw that Lu Shuwu was holding a piece of oily, dark red lotus root, standing aside with his mouth open, "hissing" non-stop.

On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans were visibly coming out and running down his cheeks, and his lips were red and swollen.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yu and the others wanted to laugh but were embarrassed to laugh, and their stomachs hurt.

Hu Zhihai was not afraid, when he saw Lu Shuwu's appearance, he couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha, Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, you also have today!"

"We Xiaoxiang people can eat spicy food very well, but this lotus root is too spicy!"

Lu Shuwu was extremely ashamed, he saw that everyone was staring at him, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and couldn't help but defend himself.

When he saw the cold lotus root slices made by Jiang Yu before, he was already very greedy, but when he tasted duck paws and duck wings, he didn't have time to taste the taste of lotus root slices.

It's easy to wait until now, but he only ate two bites, and he was so spicy that he felt like his mouth was on fire, and it hurt hotly.

How can there be such a spicy dish, how can people eat it?

But although this lotus root slice is so spicy that people want to die, it is crispy and glutinous, crispy and flavorful, and it makes people want to stop after tasting it......

Crying to death, how can you eat it so spicy?!

You can't go straight to the hospital after eating?!

"Shhhh Don't do it!"

Hu Zhihai glanced at him disdainfully, pursed his lips and said,

"I, Jiangzhou people, want to say that I eat spicy and second in the row, who dares to rank first?!"

「……」

Lu Shuwu originally wanted to struggle for a while, but now he was spicy by this piece of lotus root...... He was too embarrassed to fight for anything.

"Xiao Wu, don't eat lotus root, take it slow for a while, then drink some white porridge and eat some steamed buns."

He Chunxiao also felt a little funny when she saw Lu Shuwu's aggrieved look, she said with a smile,

"Don't be surprised, cold lotus root slices are a special snack in Jiangzhou, it's so spicy, this is specially made for people who like spicy food, and ordinary people can't stand it."

"Well, it looks like I'm out of luck."

Lu Shuwu got down the stairs, and quickly came down, he said with some frustration,

"I thought I could eat spicy food, but it was all an illusion."

"Just eat a moderate amount of spicy, this lotus root is just an occasional taste, who can eat it every day?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him and said with a smile, "If I do it again next time, it would be good if I didn't make it so spicy."

After breakfast, everyone rested for a while and got busy again.

Hu Zhihai divided the work of part-time students like Yan Tongtong and Shen Deqing, cleaning the tableware, cleaning the dishes, cleaning and cleaning, and quickly took action.

Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao are both masters of the white case, and they agreed before that they would only be responsible for making breakfast, and by this time, they can already get off work.

However, neither of them left, and He Chunxiao took the lead in saying:

"Boss Xiao Jiang, lunch and dinner are just you and Xiao Wu, I'm afraid you can't be busy, right? Why don't I stay and help you chop the vegetables and do something, so that you can have an easier time."

"Xiao He has stayed, so I'll stay too."

Ma Guoqiang smiled and said, "Boss Xiao Jiang, don't underestimate us, although Xiao He and I are both specialized in making pasta, our knife skills are not bad."

"No, no, how dare I underestimate the two."

Jiang Yu waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile,

"With the help of Uncle Ma and Sister He, then my heart will be much more stable, to be honest, I'm really worried that I and Brother Xiaowu won't be able to cope with it."

The seventh canteen had just opened, and he didn't expect that so many students would come to eat before, and even seven or eight hundred people came for breakfast, so weren't there even more people coming for lunch and dinner?

With so many people, how many dishes do you have to cook? Maybe you have to fry several pots back and forth for a dish!

Now there are only two people in the whole kitchen, he and Lu Shuwu, and they have to chop vegetables and side dishes, and they have to stir-fry vegetables, so they can't be busy?

Now Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao are willing to stay and help chop vegetables and side dishes, so naturally they can't ask for it, where will they refuse?

"Okay, then I won't say anything else, it's not too early, let's get to work first."

Ma Guoqiang and He Chunxiao are also people who act quickly, and after saying something to Jiang Yu, they went to the side dish room.

At the dinner yesterday, the two of them were attracted by Jiang Yu's cooking, and after they went back, they kept thinking about what reason they should find to eat in the future.

Now, isn't the opportunity coming?

As for chopping vegetables and side dishes, what is this?.

Thirteen idlers