Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

The next day, Zhao Xiaojing went into the kitchen at five o'clock again, and cooked breakfast, prepared dishes, and taught frying with the two elder sisters Geng and Hou. When Master Sun came to work, she had already done all the preparations, and only waited for the workers to get off work before re-frying and serving the dishes.

Zhao Xiaojing was still puzzled by the disastrous defeat last night. As soon as she saw Master Sun coming to work, she ran over eagerly to ask for advice.

"Master Sun, can you tell me again how you made the spicy and sour potato shreds the day I came here?"

Master Sun is no longer surprised that all the preparations have to be done as soon as he gets to work. At first, he was very uncomfortable with it and felt that the girl did too much, leaving him with nothing to do and even playing for half an hour as soon as he got to work.

But later, Zhao Xiaojing came to ask questions every day. While he was answering Zhao Xiaojing's questions, he also gained many new ideas. Sometimes a few words from Zhao Xiaojing would trigger a lot of new thinking in him.

He gradually got used to it and enjoyed this kind of "technical discussion" time every day.

Sun Dehai and Zhao Xiaojing each held a cup of brewed tea, stood leisurely beside the stove, and began to explain in detail and answer questions with gestures.

"...Then take it out of the pan and it's done." Sun Dehai finished explaining the method of making spicy and sour potato shreds once again, but Zhao Xiaojing was confused.

So she remembered it right? These steps are exactly the same as what she did yesterday, what's wrong?

"What's wrong? What's that expression?" Sun Dehai took a sip of tea, still sighing in his heart how great it is to be young. In the past, he would enter a state of preparation as soon as he entered the kitchen, and would not have time to drink tea.

"Actually, I tried it last night, following your steps. I flipped the wok a few times and the whole thing fell to the ground... Then I just stir-fried it and tried seasoning it, but the taste was still not right..."

"Poof! Cough, cough, cough..." Sun Dehai couldn't help it and choked on a mouthful of tea, which he spat out.

Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly went to get him a tissue. Fortunately, the pot was covered and the dishes were far away.

Sun Dehai took the tissue and wiped the water stains on his body while laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, you said you went home and flipped the wok to stir-fry shredded potatoes yesterday? Hahaha..."

"...Yes, is there anything wrong?" Zhao Xiaojing saw Sun Dehai laughing so hard that she also laughed for no apparent reason, but she didn't know what Sun Dehai was laughing at.

"Do you know how long we have been practicing the basic skills of flipping the wok? Hahaha, you come up and just flip the wok! Oh my god..." Sun Dehai pointed at Zhao Xiaojing and laughed.

"What other basic skills are there?" Zhao Xiaojing was embarrassed and found her own shallow knowledge funny.

“To flip the wok, you need to practice your hand strength first, then your posture, then your flexibility, and finally the coordination of your left and right hands to practice flipping the pot. You have to take one step at a time and be solid. Just like walking, you have to stand up first, then walk, and then you can run.” After laughing, Sun Dehai started talking to Zhao Xiaojing in a serious tone.

"Then how should we practice the basic skills?"

"Well...if you want to practice, go back and find a smaller pot. The pots we have here are too big. You can find a 50, 45, or even smaller pot. Start with an empty pot. Hold the pot with your left hand every day and hold it up for two minutes. Then gradually increase the weight, add sand or rice to the pot. When you can still hold it up with five or six pounds of sand or rice, you have passed the hand strength test.

Now it is convenient to cook with a pot handle. In the past, we only practiced with pot handles, and we held the pot with a hand cloth. You can just hold the pot handle like I do and hold it. "

Sun Dehai took a look at the pot in the cafeteria, picked up the pot and demonstrated to Zhao Xiaojing.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing also tried it, and Sun Dehai helped to correct her posture several times.

After holding the pot and trying it for two minutes, Zhao Xiaojing let out a sigh of relief and put the pot down.

“You’re great, Xiao Zhao! You can hold this big pot for so long…” Master Sun looked at the big pot in the cafeteria in disbelief, then looked at Zhao Xiaojing.

"My hand strength is still okay, right?" Zhao Xiaojing laughed at Master Sun's reaction.

"That's great! I really didn't expect it. Xiao Zhao, you surprise me every day..." Sun Dehai stared, picked up the pot himself, held it for two minutes, and put it down with pursed lips.

"Oh, I'm getting old." Sun Dehai sighed. The pot in the cafeteria was big and heavy. Although he took it down in two minutes, it was not easy.

"Master Sun, don't think that I could only carry it for two minutes for the first time. I'm used to doing heavy work. Let alone the pot, it took me several years to carry 20 kilograms of lard to the fourth floor with bare hands." Zhao Xiaojing saw that Sun Dehai was a little depressed and hurriedly explained.

The fact that she could carry such a heavy pot was certainly due to the effect of the systemic body strengthener, but it was also closely related to her experiences in the past few years.

A few years ago, when her mother was ill, Zhao Xiaojing had to do all the dirty and heavy work at home by herself.

When selling off all the electrical appliances and furniture in the house, Zhao Xiaojing moved everything downstairs by herself in order to save money. Later, she sold her house and rented the dilapidated house she lives in now. She also moved her house by herself. Later, she lived frugally and did some odd jobs. For a while, she helped a pork stall deliver goods, one of which was to deliver lard to a restaurant. Yangcheng County is small and a mountain city. The store was on the stairs on the fourth floor. She had to move 20 kilograms at a time...

This was because the owner of the pork stall knew her mother and felt sorry for the mother and daughter, so he asked Zhao Xiaojing to do some small favors every time to earn some money. Originally, the boss didn't intend to let her deliver such a heavy load of lard, but Zhao Xiaojing felt bad about it, so she volunteered to deliver it a few times. The boss allowed her to do it all the time because he saw that she was capable.

"What?! Why did you do this? Where are your parents?" Sun Dehai was shocked and his voice became louder, becoming even more unbelievable.

Geng Mingyan, who was steaming rice, heard the sound and looked over.

"They are all gone." Zhao Xiaojing answered in a low voice.

"...Oh, no wonder. Girl, you have done a good job on yourself." Sun Dehai was silent for a while, and suddenly felt that he was a bit narrow-minded for making comparisons all the time. He really had not thought that such a young girl would know so many things and what she had experienced behind the scenes.

Geng Mingyan was also stunned. She looked over here and hesitated to speak, then went out with the food tray.

Zhao Xiaojing lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again she had calmed down.

"It's all over, Master Sun. After practicing hand strength, what's the next step?"

"Ah? What's the next step? Oh, the next step, the next step is..." Sun Dehai was just lamenting Zhao Xiaojing's loneliness when his divergent thoughts were pulled back and he took several turns before continuing his speech.

"These basic skills normally take about three months to practice, but since you have some basics and are smart, you will probably be able to learn them by the end of this period."

Zhao Xiaojing nodded thoughtfully and wrote it down.

In a blink of an eye, the technical exchange time was over and Sun Dehai began to make braised chicken nuggets.

Zhao Xiaojing stood aside and watched, and found that the seasoning used for the roast chicken was slightly different from last time.

Ever since the system asked her to find the missing ingredients for the tea eggs herself, she has been thinking about revisiting the flavors of the seasonings she used in previous cooking. Today, she paid special attention to how Master Sun used each seasoning.

"Master Sun, why did you change the ingredients this time? I remember there was no dried tangerine peel last time, and the white cardamom was replaced with nutmeg?"

"Well, Xiao Zhao, this time the material change is thanks to you!" Master Sun smiled.

"Me? Why?"

"I've been a chef for so many years, and I've always used the same seasonings for different dishes and the same seasonings for different flavors. When you came that day, I saw your ingredients for the first time and I found something wrong."

"My ingredients? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Xiaojing was stunned.

"It's not that it's wrong, I just haven't seen it in all these years. The seasoning you use for deep-frying is different every time, and there are always some subtle adjustments, whether it's the ingredients or the proportions.

The adjustments you made were always just right, just enough to enhance the flavor of the ingredients you fried that day, and the degree of matching with the ingredients was simply amazing to me. "

As Sun Dehai spoke, he picked up the knife and stir-fried the ingredients in the pan.

"Since that day, I have been thinking, have I learned too much over the years? I still use what I was taught to do when I was learning to be a chef, and I don't have any understanding of my own.

I have had some vague ideas these days. I want to try adding or subtracting two spices. What if I don’t want the light fragrance of chicken and want it to have a thicker aftertaste? Then can I use nutmeg and tangerine peel instead of white cardamom? "

"Master Sun, you speak like a great chef."

"Hahaha, then let me tell you..." Sun Dehai became delighted again when he was praised.

Zhao Xiaojing has a strong sense of acceptance towards Sun Dehai and admires people who are willing to change.

The fried skewers recipes given by the system do have different ingredients and methods for different skewers, and the divisions are very subtle.

Before, she didn't understand the difference and just did as she was told. It was only after Sun Dehai explained it to her today that she understood.

After all, he is a master chef and is indeed much more experienced.

When we were selling fried skewers, there were so many varieties and it was impossible to add too many condiments, so we only used a simple all-purpose spicy and non-spicy dipping sauce.

After she came to work in the cafeteria, she had plenty of time and only fried one ingredient for a meal, so she started to use the system to prepare one ingredient for each skewer.

Thinking about it carefully, Sun Dehai's words really hit the nail on the head. The system has such a profound effect on seasoning, why doesn't she directly study the matching ideas of the system seasoning?

After returning home, Zhao Xiaojing started a new round of attempts.

She found a rusty iron pot that was left by the previous tenant of the rental house and she was reluctant to throw away, then took out a bag of sand from a construction worker and poured it into the pot.

The rusty pot was about 36 cm in size, and she poured five kilograms of sand in one go.

It’s not that she wanted to achieve success quickly, but based on the weight of the pot in the cafeteria, she felt that she could handle it.

One second... Two seconds...

Zhao Xiaojing held the pot in her left hand, sweat dripping from her forehead. She was too lazy to wipe it off, but just lowered her head and concentrated on the stopwatch on her mobile phone.

In forty-one seconds, Zhao Xiaojing quickly put down the heavy casserole and kept moving her wrists.

Rest for ten minutes and then serve again…forty-six seconds…rest for another ten minutes…thirty-eight seconds…

After carrying it about ten times, my clothes were soaked with sweat.

Now practice the posture.

Pick up the pot on the other side, hold the pot handle with the base of your left thumb and index finger, stand with your legs apart, and push forward and pull backward towards the air...

Two hours have passed...