The chef's doppelganger Qin Yuelou opened the door of the store, this is a small shop, strictly speaking, just set up a shed, the places that can sit are all at the door, there are all kinds of side dishes and seasonings at the door, and there is also vinegar and soy sauce on the table, the price is close to the people, his requirements are not high, he can return to the basics, but the location is not good, because it is in the slums of the Shengjing Imperial City.

Slums are everywhere and in all eras, and who would want to live in them if it weren't for the poor people?

Qin Yuelou saw the slums, and he couldn't be a good person, after all, he didn't dare to underestimate human nature, as for why he chose the slums, he also wanted to find a quieter place to complete the sign-in task before choosing the slums.

Most of the strong laborers in the slums go to the city early to work to earn money to support their families, and what remains is a group of little children and old people.

But fortunately, although his small dilapidated shop is small, it is complete, and it also has a small courtyard, so Qin Yuelou built a shed and slept in the courtyard at night.

The day began, and so did his day when people were rushing to work.

Carefully wipe the sign hanging on the wall with a cloth, and there are only three in total.

Beef ramen, egg fried rice, xiaolong-filled soup dumplings, and one dish is [I happen to make what you want to eat].

There are only these recipes, but as long as he can make them, even if they are not on the menu, he can order them, which is one of Qin Yuelou's business policies.

The business hours are from midnight to midnight, and it is not called a late-night cafeteria, but it is indeed later than the usual breakfast stalls.

Do you ask if any guests will come? There are really few guests.

Because Qin Yuelou's business policy is still one, that is, only buy ten dishes a day, on a first-come, first-served basis.

The high-gluten flour produced in the scientific research space was poured into the basin by him, and the use of low-gluten flour and high-gluten flour is not the same.

High-gluten flour is suitable for making foods with tough taste, such as noodles, buns, bread, etc.; Low-gluten flour, on the other hand, is fluffy and suitable for cakes, biscuits, snacks, etc.

Add warm water in order and stir it into a batter, and then sprinkle a spoonful of salt, the salt sprinkled in reduces the surface partial pressure of the water, has a certain moisturizing effect, can reduce the loss of dough and dough moisture, enhance the elasticity and stretch of the dough, and also develop again on the original gluten.

Beat two eggs, the egg white and yolk fall into the batter, stir well, the lecithin in the egg yolk can make the noodles taste smooth, more nutritious, and can strengthen the stomach and spleen.

The young Master Qin was anxious, and couldn't wait to knead the dough with his hands, and the local changes in the strange power also doubled the strange power of his palms.

Kneading dough is indeed a very stress-relieving habit.

「··· In the third watch, the two of us entered the embroidery room, the two of them went to the gum, untied the incense powder bag, revealing the fragrance of chrysanthemums, a flower was so coughed by Lang Cai... You're going to let me come, who the wouldn't want to come? Which calf he won't come?" Kneading the dough was very decompressing, and Qin Yuelou hummed a little song.

After simply kneading and massaging, Qin Yuelou also reconciled the dough, threw it on the board, and then kneaded it into strips, and then used a knife to cut out the same size of the agent.

In the pressure cooker, the soup stock is boiled with bones such as pork bones, lamb stick bones, beef bones, and chicken racks.

If you look at the word "fresh", it is fish and sheep when it is separated, that is, the fish and sheep are boiled together to make soup, and the soup is extremely delicious.

Only cooking, not mixing, highlighting the original flavor, so many bones are boiled one by one in the best ratio, and all of them are gathered into the thick soup under the action of high pressure and high temperature, which is the essence of a pot of bones.

Calculating, Qin Yuelou scooped out a few spoonfuls of the thick soup and put it on the plate, and at the same time accelerated its natural cooling speed, and after the high-temperature thick soup dropped to room temperature, it was put into the refrigerator again.

Then he chopped up the minced meat

, ten catties of fine meat, cut into a cheek, not a little fat on it.

The other ten catties are fat, don't see some fine ones on it, and cut them into cheeks.

There are ten catties of cartilage, and they are also finely chopped into snails, and there is no meat on them.

"Are you alright?" Qin Yuelou teased herself who had nothing to do.

Then he mixed the rice and the broken bones into a basin and continued to stir them, and then mixed the sliced rice seeds with salt, and beat them in the same direction, and then added water in turn to mix.

Master Qin continued to hum a little tune: "··· Squeeze your crotch..."

The source of these meat fillings is the pig spawned by the demonization gene, and a little ginger and salt are added to the meat filling, and then the meat is stirred up with the strength of the strange force.

That's why he has this idleness.

When the soup turned into soup jelly, Qin Yuelou took it out, poured out the soup jelly, cut it off with a knife and cut it into dices, and then used a rolling pin to roll the agent into a skin of moderate thickness.

Pick up the meat stuffing jelly, place it in the dough, wrap it up and pinch eighteen pleats, these eighteen pleats are dense, and the meaning of two [ninety-nine to one] is obtained, and then adjust the shape.

"Thin skin filling, big non-stick pan, perfect."

Easily and familiarly, I put the wrapped xiaolongbao into the cage drawer, stacked it layer by layer, and put it in the steamer to steam.

Then Qin Yuelou poured the rice into the iron pot, washed it briefly, and the rice washing water was also taken by him to water the flowers, and then he poured the rice into the big iron pot and added an appropriate amount of water.

Then the two palms were reddened and inserted directly into the wet pile of rice.

Once upon a time, when Qin Yuelou was still in a modern international metropolis, he often went to the supermarket to pile up the rice.

Brain: You're already an adult, and you can't handle *** rice piles anymore.

Hand: Leave it alone, plug it in.

Rice has very unique physical properties, in the same size of particles, relatively speaking, the density of rice is higher, plus the texture of rice is relatively smooth, delicate, and in the rice pile, can change their original state at will, the rice gathered together to form a high density, will make the hand feel a large pressure, then the rice pile will be like a high-density fluid, will bring greater pressure, and this pressure will promote the venous blood in the human body to produce reflux, that is, the phenomenon of venous reflux, It's a physiological pleasure.

In addition, rice contains a large amount of hydroxyl groups, and the hydroxyl groups have strong hydrophilicity. Therefore, when we insert our hands into the large pile of rice, the rice pile can quickly absorb the moisture on our hands and absorb the heat from our hands, so the hands are not only comfortable for us, but also for our psychology to obtain temporary satisfaction, which is an immersive sense of enjoyment.

Like frying chestnuts, the two palms are stir-fried up and down, the heat is evenly distributed, steaming the rice, and he is constantly inserting his palms alternately as if he is practicing iron sand palms.

"I'm going to have a good time today." Qin Yuelou said the name of the move that was not clear, "Hum my human-faced beast heart fist, I Buddha you, the ultimate bladder sword, super invincible, I love you... This is the lotus float, this is the scorpion palm... The crow flies."

After a short time, the pot of rice was steamed.

But this was egg fried rice that was kept as a backup, but Qin Yuelou decided to leave it overnight and take out the leftover rice from yesterday.

Egg fried rice, rice should be used overnight to be convenient, because the newly made rice fried rice will be sticky and not easy to stir-fry, but the overnight rice will not stick together when stir-fried.

A simple day starts with a busy day of stocking up and preparing meals.

As for what if there are leftovers? What else can be done? Eat it yourself, put it in the warehouse, and those idiot cubs who want to eat will not take it with their own long hands?

When the goods were ready, Qin Yuelou set up a small horse and sat at the door of the store and read the comic book.

As a doppelganger, most of the amplified personality of the chef's clone lies in "childlike innocence", and he likes to read comics, which is a habit of his.

This habit can be traced back to the previous life when I was young

At that time, his weekly pocket money was 20 yuan for eating beef ramen from the Saturday morning math cram school, 10 yuan for snacks such as crispy noodles after school or spicy monkey *** figs, and also used to buy a color comic magazine called "Zhi Manke".

The comic book he read,It is the out-of-print previous issues of the previous "Zhi Manke", to this day, Qin Yuelou is still feeling that the author is pulling at the limit for the triangular relationship between Liuxing September and October, and the style of love between the beautiful monster thief and the "silly boy" that was originally similar to "The Holy Maiden" or "The Three Sisters of Cat's Eye" is also pulling between the ability and the other world and various elements, and the painting style is becoming more and more mature in the form visible to the naked eye.

"The triangle is the most stable shape in the world." Qin Yuelou was holding a comic book and looked comfortable and leisurely, attracting many children to watch curiously.

In fact, what he prefers to watch is Chen Xiaohu, Yan Xiaoqi, and the trio, although there are some plots similar to Han Ran in the later stage, but it does not prevent him from watching it.

Tang Xiaodart and Wuya's hazy feelings are also very catchy, and there are also great elements of blood in addition to this, but Qin Yuelou prefers to watch the moment when Teacher Mohe appears.

There is also Dongfang Ai, who can be combined with all kinds of gods, and Zhang Xiaofei, the girl next door who constantly breaks through herself in her study with Teacher Candle Tian, Bai Yunfei, who has just entered the rivers and lakes, and Zhan Xueyan, who is alias Ximen Xiao, got acquainted with each other, and then went to the end of the world together...

At that time, as long as there was a copy of "Knowing the Manker", the child king was not counted, but there would definitely be little classmates who read it together, and there would also be times when it was confiscated.

It was a memorable day, and it would have been nice if the teacher had been more open-minded, but when he looked at the manga, he felt like he had really embarked on a wonderful adventure with the people in the manga.

It's just that when he was a child, he didn't know what it was called, and he only knew that some of his favorite comics didn't know why they were suddenly gone, just like some cruel last elimination mechanism, but with the decline of paper media and other environmental influences, comic books have gradually become memories of an era...

Qin Yuelou thought so.

He looked at the little boys, smiled, and seemed to see his former self, and then took out a handful of candy from his pocket and gave it to the children, and the candy paper that the children peeled off was also collected and unfolded, and put it in a small iron box, and then put it into the warehouse like a treasure.

"Uncle, what's written on this?" The child with pigtails asked Qin Yuelou.

"This is my native language, it is not called speechless, she is called Chinese." Qin Yuelou said, then frowned and dissatisfied, "Then, you want to call my brother, stinky little ghost."

However, Qin Yuelou didn't finish reading it, so he put away the comic magazine, because someone came to eat.

The person who came was a woman dressed as a man, and he was not so rigorous, and he could see at a glance that he was a female regular, and this frequent customer looked about a month old, and he was three or four years older than himself in this life, but in his eyes, this was still a little girl.

The regulars were also accompanied by a small attendant dressed as a man, and the two of them felt that their disguise was not seen through, and then walked into the door.

"I'm hungry, shopkeeper, I want to eat xiao long bao."

"Twelve Texts of Sincerity." Qin Yuelou said, pointing to the slogan posted on the wall.

[Small business is not on credit, pay first and then eat, only talk about the short world of parents, don't talk about state affairs, be cautious. In the end, I also followed a cat smile.

"I know everything." Qin Yuelou said.

The girl slapped a tael of silver and then laughed in a rough voice pretending to be a man: "I know, I know, I don't need to look for it, but I'm more curious, why do you have to point it every time?"

Qin Yuelou just smiled: "Talking about the government in vain is going to kill the head, and I am not a joint overlord, so I can't act separately, and I'm afraid that my small shop will become popular."

After saying that, Qin Yuelou turned his head and walked to the steamer, he was not afraid of being hot, after lifting the lid, the white water vapor escaped with high temperature, and the whole small shop looked hazy, Qin Yuelou took two drawers and put them on the table, he didn't say much, he walked out of the door after taking it, and turned over the hanging card at the door, so there were only eight diners left.

Sit at the sign of the IKEA restaurant

Next, Qin Yuelou sat down in Xiaomazha and read the comic book again.

"Did you have breakfast?" After thinking about it, Qin Yuelou asked the little children on both sides.

The kids said "no" in unison, shaking their heads in turn.

Qin Yuelou smiled, then went into the room again and brought out some xiaolongbao according to the number of people, and then brought out a few basins of water and soap.

"Do you know how to wash your hands one by one? Illness is known from the mouth, right? If you are sick, my eldest brother in Yuhang will rush to give you needles, come, learn from me one by one, rub your hands with soap, hey, yes, and then wash it, you can use chopsticks to teach you not to use chopsticks, and it is not clean to grasp with your hands, so it is clean and hygienic with chopsticks." Qin Yuelou chattered like an old mother.

After everything was ready, Qin Yuelou patiently watched the little children eat xiaolongbao like a kindergarten teacher.

They are not yellow and thin, but they are also getting faster, these children are only so old, and they also need nutrition.

Looking at the children being scalded by Xiaolongbao, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

[I also want to be the protector of all poor children, not just Beckland.] 】

He thought so, not noticing that the girl dressed as a man was also paying attention to him.

"County Lord, did you come here just to see this kid?" The maid dressed as a man asked the county lord.

"Didn't the national teacher of Cihang say that my marriage is here, so I'll take a look." The county lord said, "I've found him very kind all this time."

The maid didn't dare to speak, but said in her heart: "I understand, kindness is just an additional advantage, and you only care about being good-looking."

But the maid still spoke, and said in a low and whispered voice, "County Lord, do you see what is coming?"

"I think that's my marriage."

"No, county lord, calm down, he lives in the slums, do you think he is a slum millionaire? The door is not the right door."

Qin Yuelou only then paid attention to these two women dressed as men, and her ears moved slightly, and she heard the words of the maid.

"County Lord? Can I encounter this kind of plot too? Is it the only scorpion?"