Sixty-seven Favorite potato chips
No one left the team, even if Qi Weiwei said that this was an experimental product, and it might take an hour for this potato chip to be made and sold, but still no one left.
Jiao Hongbei looked at the fruit knife in Xue Cheng's hand that was wielding into an afterimage and sighed: "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn your knife work in my life!"
Xue Cheng could hear that there was a faint sadness in his tone. In the past, he had always been full of confidence that sooner or later he would be able to learn Xue Cheng's craft of making Linglong dim sum, but comprehension was not enough, but today when he saw Xue Cheng's method of cutting potatoes, he gave birth to a sense of awe and admiration, this kind of technique, has he even achieved it for ten years?
He tried hard to cut the potatoes, but it was not as thin as Xue Cheng, and more importantly, Xue Cheng's cut potato slices did not have potato juice at all, and the potatoes he cut, the kitchen knife and cutting board were all potato juice.
The taste of the baked potato chips is even more different, and they are all the same potatoes, why is this happening?
Xue Cheng quickly swayed the fruit knife while comforting the prospective apprentice: "Hongbei, don't be discouraged, the key to Linglong original potato chips is in the knife technique, you can learn it, and when I think of a way to teach you the secret of Linglong dim sum, you can do the same." ”
Jiao Hongbei shook his head: "I don't think I can do it." ”
"If you really feel like you can't do it, you really can't do it. We're all human, I'm much older than you, and I never gave up on myself in the hardest of times. Xue Cheng poured a bowl of chicken soup for Jiao Hong in a timely manner.
Crackling, slices of potato slices flying, landing on the baking net, it is very beautiful. Xue Cheng's technique was much more skilled and accurate than yesterday.
Jiao Hongbei's eyes gradually brightened from dim to bright: "I won't give up! Master is right, I can learn, no matter how difficult it is, I won't give up!"
"Well, that's good!" Xue Cheng praised, "Good, go wash the potatoes." ”
Jiao Hongbei went to wash the potatoes with high morale, and Qi Weiwei walked in with an empty food box with a resentful face. If you can't eat delicious food on an empty stomach, is there anything more torturous in life?
Xue Cheng was busy cutting potatoes, Jiao Hongbei was busy washing potatoes, potato chips were baked one by one, and the task of boxing and selling could only fall on Qi Weiwei's head.
This made her resentment even heavier, she couldn't eat it herself, and she had to pack it up in a box and send it to someone else! She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took two masks and put them on top of each other, trying not to let her saliva soak the masks.
"Potato chips, my favorite!" Aunt Chu Chu ate her own potato chips and ate a bite of her boyfriend's box between bites, completely intoxicated by the deliciousness.
The girlfriend said: "And have you noticed that this potato chip really doesn't have salt and any seasonings!"
"I'm getting more and more curious, what magical method does this small shop use to make such a beautiful taste from a potato with no condiments?" A girl from other places next to her sighed, she was specially driving to eat Linglong dim sum, how much she didn't believe that Linglong dim sum was rumored to be so delicious, and now how much she believes, "I have to go in and have a look!"
The girl pulled her companion into the shop, and before the busy Qi Weiwei could remind them not to cut the line, the two had already rushed into the back kitchen with lightning speed.
Qi Weiwei smiled clearly, every day she ran in to visit the production process without believing in evil, and after the visit, she still did not believe in evil, and she was at a loss, because the production process was really nothing special, but it was delicious.
Ten minutes later, the two girls came out, and in addition to the usual unbelief and confusion on their faces, they added another variety of hearts: shock and reverence.
Shocked by Xue Cheng's knife technique, the girl still couldn't believe her eyes: "It's really a potato with mud washed and peeled and sliced and baked directly, is there anything magical about this potato?"
As the procession moved, a man and a woman walked into the store, the woman was beautiful and fashionable, and the man was magnificent, and at first glance he was not a commoner.
The man didn't take the box handed by Qi Weiwei like other customers, but asked, "Do you still make biscuits and bread today?"
"Today there are only Linglong original potato chips. ”
"We don't buy them, no matter how delicious the potato chips are, they are junk food, and we never eat junk food. "The man is calm and elegant, he has received a strict etiquette education in every gesture, and everything he does is meticulously crafted with science and etiquette, and he lives with precision, and no flaws are allowed.
Qi Weiwei met for the first time someone who could resist not buying Linglong dim sum for reasons other than money, and was deeply impressed by the endurance of the two, and just wanted to sell two sentences to test the endurance of the two, the woman had already pulled the man out of the shop quickly, and the moment before walking out of the store, she quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The packaging box of Linglong potato chips is still so big, and the price is still 48 boxes that are not close to the people.
Not everyone who buys potato chips can't help but salivate on the street like Aunt Chuchu, but leave as soon as possible, some of them leave as soon as possible, like Chuchu's father, who hired people to help queue up to buy potato chips, and sent the newly bought potato chips to Beishi City and the imperial capital as quickly as possible.
Some of these exquisite potato chips were sent to the junior uncle who had been waiting for the exit of the imperial capital expressway for a long time, and the uncle did not dare to delay and immediately sent them to the leader's house.
The leader came to the old man's room with the box and said with a smile: "Father, your elixir is here." ”
The granddaughter of the leader who heard the doorbell came as fast as she could: "I want to eat the elixir too!" No one can stop the delicious taste of Linglong dim sum, let alone children and the elderly.
The old man's face was full of wrinkles and smiled together: "Come, come and eat with the old grandfather." "A month has passed, and his spirit has improved a lot, and his body has not developed according to the doctor's prediction at all.
The little girl happily jumped on her grandfather's bed and opened the box with her little hands: "Hey, it's not a biscuit, it's not a small bread, but it smells good." I couldn't help but pinch one and put it in my mouth.
The leader frowned: "How do they look like potato chips?" He knew that potato chips were recognized as junk food. "Father, you can't eat potato chips, which are too high in salt, trans fatty acids, aluminum, lead...... It's junk food. ”
The old man had already put a potato chip in his mouth and ate it: "I don't care what nonsense you say, I know that it contains the taste of elixir." It was my mother-in-law who incarnated in the mortal world to save me. ”
The little girl couldn't talk for a long time, grabbed food from the old grandfather, and threw out the words that her mother told the old man to eat more.
Linglong original baked potato chips were sold out, Qi Weiwei tried hard to persuade the customers who were still queuing at the door to leave, and just wanted to close the door and eat potato chips secretly, the county government came to a director, saying that Linglong dim sum would be erected as a typical brand in Guhuai County, and the government would package and promote Linglong dim sum for free.
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