Chef of the Metropolitan Water Superintendent Section 19

"Humph!"

Seeing that his plan had failed, Sun Yushi snorted coldly and left in a huff.

At this time, An Yunhuan came back to his senses from the noise, felt the umami flowing on the tip of his nose, he looked at Zhao Qingyou and said, "Let's have a bowl." โ€

The familiar voice that was suddenly inserted made Zhao Qingyou hurriedly look up at the person opposite, and after finding out that it was Manager An, he was shocked.

If she remembered correctly, since she worked in the back kitchen, she hadn't seen Steward An eating in the back kitchen, and when she saw it suddenly, the shock in her heart was incomprehensible to outsiders.

Therefore, her first reaction was not to hurriedly bring the wontons to the security manager, but to explain the situation decisively.

"Steward An, the meat filling in today's wonton is made of pork meat, I wonder if Steward An still wants it?"

An Yunhuan hesitated when he heard the pork meat, and quickly remembered that Zheng Wan asked him to buy pork meat before, and it turned out that Zheng Wan used these places.

He was still hesitating, and the people behind him were not happy, and urged repeatedly:

"If you can't eat the top people with pork meat, leave the group quickly, and we coarse people don't mind eating pork meat. Zhao Niangzi, look, can you give this bowl of wontons to someone? If you leave it for a while, the dough that is as thin as a cicada's wings will melt in the bowl. โ€

"The pork meat made by Mrs. Zheng is better than mutton, what you don't want is that you have no vision, only people with vision can enjoy it, hurry up and let someone come!"

"Get out of the way!"

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An Yunhuan listened to the constant urging sound behind him, and felt that as soon as he left the team, someone would quickly take away the wontons in front of him.

That impatient posture carries a special temptation, obviously just now he was hesitating to eat such cheap meat as pork meat, but now he feels that the pork meat in front of him seems to be supreme delicious, otherwise how can so many people keep persuading themselves to give up?

So, he said decisively: "Have a bowl." โ€

"No."

Zhao Qingyou turned around and brought An Yunhuan a bowl of freshly made wontons.

As soon as the wontons arrived, An Yunhuan felt that his body was being pushed by the person behind him, and he was worried that his wontons had been spilled, so he hurriedly and carefully left this position.

I finally came to a fairly clean place, ready to find a place to sit.

I found that the dining area was full, bustling with people, constantly entering and coming out, and there was no empty seat at all.

Instantly, he thought of the scenery he had just seen when he entered the courtyard, it turned out that everyone chose to stay in the courtyard because there were no seats, blowing the cool breeze in the early morning, and serving a bowl of freshly made piping hot wontons, which must have tasted very good.

Thinking of this, he also chose to walk into the courtyard and naturally blend into it.

Leaning against the corner, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, he scooped up the wontons in the bowl with anticipation, thinking: even if it is pork meat, it is delicious pork meat.

The spoon gently brushes aside the green green onions, dark green seaweed, and orange-red dried shrimp to form a colorful picture scroll, scooping up the seemingly illusory, but in fact real wontons.

The wontons are like clumps of white yarn thrown into water, wrapped in a ball of pink filling, and fluttering with the shaking soup.

An Yunhuan felt the pervasive umami, and his heart was ruthless, as if he didn't know what the filling inside was made of, and directly put the wontons that had been cooled by the wind in the spoon into his mouth.

As soon as he enters the mouth, it has a silky taste, and the paper-thin dough flows directly on the tip of his tongue, flowing straight downstream, if he hadn't reacted in time, it is estimated that it would have slid directly into his throat.

At the same time, the umami substance in the soup also exploded between his lips and teeth, making him can't help but close his eyes and enjoy the happiness of this moment.

The stomach, which had been screaming before, was even more arrogant at this moment, conveying the message like a drum, causing every part of the body to cry excitedly, and it was inevitable to keep this delicious taste in the body.

The mouth, in particular, is not controlled by himself at all, and the filling in the dough is bitten directly.

At that moment, a stream of fresh and sweet soup splashed everywhere in his mouth, mixed with its hot temperature, and An Yunhuan grinned irritated, but even so, you don't think that he would open his mouth and spit out his own wontons.

He directly crushed the filling mercilessly with this heat, and the already fragrant and tender meat filling with the sweet corn brought him a different feeling in his mouth.

Then, An Yunhuan's posture was no different from the person he saw when he first approached the kitchen, eager to bury his head directly in the bowl, keep drinking the umami-filled soup to the bowl, and keep chewing the wontons with โ–กโ–ก juice in his mouth, feeling the silky dough......

By the time he lifted his head from the bowl again, his whole face showed a kind of well-fed happiness, and his cheeks were stained with a faint shade of red.

He touched his already warm belly contentedly, felt the still hungry cravings, and quickly moved to serve a second bowl like everyone else.

Just when he was about to have a third bowl, Zhao Qingyou smiled and told him a bad news.

"All the ingredients prepared this morning have been sold out, if Steward An still wants to eat such a delicious food, the day after tomorrow is over, and then come to the public kitchen to enjoy the morning food."

"What!"

It's not just An Yunhuan who doesn't want to believe this fact, but so do others.

He continued unwillingly: "Isn't this time the beginning of the morning? How did you finish all the ingredients? If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Zheng just took a lot of ingredients in the warehouse. โ€

Zhao Qingyou didn't explain directly, but asked An Yunhuan to take a look at the scene at the back door.

"Steward, please take a look."

I saw that there were used bowls and spoons stacked all over the ground next to the well at the back door, and even if the handymen tried hard to clean them, they couldn't keep up with the speed of stacking the bowls and spoons, and it vaguely looked like the bowls and spoons surrounded several handymen next to the well.

An Yunhuan was dumbfounded, he didn't even feel that he had eaten anything, and he had already formed so many used bowls and spoons.

What's even more frightening is that they actually consumed dozens of catties of flour prepared by Zheng Wan in just half an hour, this kind of picture he didn't dare to imagine before.

So, he had to leave the kitchen unwillingly, and walked on the way back, his mouth still reminiscing about the delicious food he had just eaten.

But the moment his feet stepped into the door, he instantly shouted in annoyance: "Oops! โ€

At the same time, the hands clapped together excitedly, making a violent sound.

An Yunhuan suddenly remembered that Zheng Wan had also been in charge of the water supervisor's morning food for several days, but he had only enjoyed such a delicacy for the first time today, so what had he missed in the previous days?

Thinking of this, he collapsed in his chair with remorse, expressing deep remorse for his act of not coming to the kitchen for breakfast the other day.

In the back kitchen, everyone is still cleaning the dishes and spoons all over the floor, and everyone can't help but joke when they look at the number of bowls and spoons.

"Today can be regarded as an eye-opener, I never realized that there are so many people in our water prison."

"No, it's too many people who eat two or three bowls, and the speed is not slow, and they almost can't catch up with the speed used before, and they are really busy."

"There are both, and after a glance, I found that about half of the fish masters managed by the River and Drainage Department came, and their food can be imagined. If Zheng Niangzi continues to do this, it is estimated that the dining room next to the back and the courtyard in front of it will not be enough to stand up. โ€

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The crowd shook their heads in disbelief as he imagined the scene at his words, and if the crowd of diners was really so wide, they would not want to rest in the future.

Everyone chatted together, and all the dishes were cleaned quickly.

Taking advantage of the fact that Chef Liu had not yet come, Zheng Wan hurriedly grabbed Zhao Qingyou, who was resting, and asked expectantly:

"Sister, are you going home tomorrow?"

"Naturally, it has been ten days since the last time I went home, and my relatives at home must be very missed, and it is time to buy some things and bring them back early tomorrow morning on the day of the monthly payment. Why did the lady suddenly ask about this? โ€

"Naturally, the spring is infinitely good, and I also want to go out of the city to worship Aya Aniang, pick a little fresh wild vegetables by the way, taste the taste of spring, and want to walk with my sister."

It was the first time Zhao Qingyou had heard such an interesting description, wild vegetables were the taste of spring in Zheng Wan's mouth.

Thinking that Zheng Wan was so filial, he readily agreed.

"The lady is willing to go along, and after lunch, she will go to receive the monthly money, and then take advantage of the lunch break to buy some snacks and take them home. The lady can go and buy some sacrifices to worship her relatives. โ€

"Okay, let's go after lunch."

After agreeing to travel later, Zheng Wan left the back kitchen and began to prepare for the evening banquet, first carefully cleaning the copper wok and putting it aside to dry.

Then check whether there is a problem with the simple tandoor, fortunately, although it looks a little broken, but there is no problem with using it in a short time.

The kitchenware is fine, the rest is not.

After she hurriedly turned over the dried fish, she came to the time agreed with Zhao Qingyou.

Zheng Wan trotted in front of Zhao Qingyou and shouted, "Sister Qingyou, my son is here." โ€

"Let's go!" Zhao Qingyou's expression is visible to the naked eye happy, who can not be happy when the salary is paid?

Zheng Wan was the same, especially when she had only worked in the back kitchen for less than ten years and got the whole month's salary, she was surprised and happy, and asked with some concern:

"Steward, is it really okay for my son to take the whole month's money?"

Chapter 24: Grilled Fish

Wen You smiled like a little fox, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and there were many wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and he explained with a smile:

"This is the practice of the water supervisor, Mrs. Zheng takes it, not to mention that this money is not something that my little steward can decide."

Hearing this, although Zheng Wan felt a little wrong in his heart, he still accepted the money.

"Thank you, Steward."

"Mrs. Zheng walks slowly."

Wen You sent Zheng Wan away with a smile, and saw that the little guy next to him was stunned for a moment, and asked a little puzzled:

"This little lady is just a small person in the public kitchen, why does the steward treat her like this?"

As soon as he heard this, Wen You's smiling face immediately collapsed, and he looked at the people around him helplessly, pointed at each other and shook them up and down, and explained:

"You guys! It's just that I'm not willing to inquire about the news, what kind of character is this Zheng Niangzi? She was deliberately left by Cui Jiancheng to work in the public kitchen, and with this relationship, what does it matter if she sends more than 100 yuan, she can fill it elsewhere. โ€

"I see, the steward is really forward-looking."

"Where, where, it's just that there are a little more people who are willing to talk, and you still have to learn."

After speaking, the clerk touched his long hair leisurely.

After leaving the account room, Zheng Wan informed Zhao Qingyou of the news that he had paid more wages.

Zhao Qingyou was also puzzled, and said suspiciously: "The clerk has always treated people well, maybe he saw that the lady was penniless, so he made an exception." โ€

"Perhaps? However, if you have more money per month, you can go out and buy more things, and you don't have to save money on incense, candles, and paper. โ€

"Let's go out on the street after dinner."

Zheng Wan nodded with a smile.

Then the two parted near the kitchen, and on the way back, Zheng Wan had already come up with the supper dishes he made tonight, in such a season when the night was as cold as water, isn't the best match between fish and chili peppers is grilled fish?

When I think of a few people blowing a cool breeze and eating spicy grilled fish, if you can have a bowl of wine again, this is the perfect match for a supper.

However, there is no hot pot base here, and there is no bean paste, so she needs to prepare a little in advance.

After returning home, Zheng Wan found the whole pepper that he had not had time to use, put it directly into a wok and soaked it in water, and then moved it to a sunny place to dry.

When the time came for dinner, her figure quickly appeared at the position of the chef, and just happened to bump into Chef Liu leaving with his apprentice, and she couldn't see that it was the time for dinner.