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

It was still dark. Zhao Xiaojing turned off the alarm that rang only twice and looked at her cell phone.

After one night, the number of people in the group grew rapidly again.

Before going to bed last night, I saw the new parents excitedly posting pictures of fried skewers on their Moments and I guessed the result.

Zhao Xiaojing's relay ends at 4 a.m. every day, which is the time she gets up.

The one we fried today was the Palm Treasure. By the deadline, the number of people who signed up reached 62, and a total of 102 kilograms were ordered.

Although she had seen the fighting power of parents, the numbers collected this morning still surprised Zhao Xiaojing.

She got up and went to the poultry wholesale market again. This time the boss gave her a preferential price.

If she continues on this path, the more fried skewers she sells, the cheaper the purchase price will be. If she can sell more than 100 kilograms a day, she can still earn more than 200 yuan a day after deducting the costs.

Adding the income from the cafeteria, my monthly income actually exceeds 10,000 yuan.

Zhao Xiaojing suddenly felt that the world was full of sunshine. She was full of energy to cook and prepare food throughout the morning. She had prepared all the dishes before nine o'clock and made two cups of strong tea for Master Sun and herself.

At first, Zhao Xiaojing drank tea just to refresh herself and prevent herself from falling asleep. Later, as she followed Sun Dehai, the tea became stronger and stronger, and she gradually began to like the bitter taste.

"Good morning, Master Sun. You're here just as I made the tea."

Seeing Sun Dehai coming in, Zhao Xiaojing greeted him happily, her knowledge base had arrived.

"Good morning, Xiao Zhao. You work so hard every day. I am just taking advantage of you."

"Hey, no way. Master Sun's class is very good. I just did a small thing and got a big advantage."

Sun Dehai was delighted when he heard this.

"Haha, you're so young and yet you're so good at coaxing people. Fine! If you want to listen, I'll tell you more. Tell me, what do you want to ask today?"

"Master Sun, last time you talked about the seasoning issue, you said that the mixing ratio of various seasonings and the dosage will affect the final taste. Also, you want the chicken to have a thick aftertaste, not its own fragrance, so you don't use white cardamom, but nutmeg and tangerine peel. I would like to hear more about that idea."

Zhao Xiaojing quickly raised the question she had been thinking about for several days.

"Haha, it just occurred to me at the time, and I tried it just once. I didn't expect you to remember it. You are indeed young and have a bright future ahead of you."

Sun Dehai smiled and sighed.

Ever since he learned about Zhao Xiaojing's tragic life experience last time, he no longer had the mentality of comparing himself with the little girl. Instead, he opened his heart and is now very receptive. He no longer feels sad about the past when he hears these things.

He now feels that all the achievements Zhao Xiaojing has achieved are what she deserves and her efforts are fully worth it.

"Let me give you an example. We have to add salt when cooking. As the saying goes, salt can adjust the flavor of everything. But there is a limit to how much salt we add. Too much salt makes the food salty, too little makes the food bland, and both affect the taste. This is the dosage.

If you want a sour taste with salt, you need vinegar.

If you have already put enough salt and then add a little bit of vinegar, the saltiness will become stronger, but if you add a lot of vinegar, the saltiness will become weaker.

Conversely, if you add a little salt to vinegar, the vinegar will taste stronger, but if you add a lot of salt, the sour taste will be weaker. This is the ratio.

Do you understand? "

Sun Dehai didn't remember the specific theoretical explanation. After thinking about it, he directly gave Zhao Xiaojing the most common example.

But when the problem fell on actual examples, Zhao Xiaojing suddenly had an epiphany.

"I understand, this is a really powerful example!"

"It's ok as long as you understand it, hehe, I have actually forgotten all those written rap things!

As for the other question you mentioned, whether to use white cardamom instead of nutmeg, and to use this instead of that, this requires your experience, which depends on your familiarity with major and minor ingredients.

You need to know what flavor the seasoning will taste like, how much to add to achieve the flavor you want, and how the seasonings stimulate each other. You have to figure this out on your own.”

"Oh, that's what experience does."

After hearing what Sun Dehai said, Zhao Xiaojing suddenly felt that she still had a long way to go in her culinary career.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaojing was thinking seriously, Sun Dehai thought for a moment and then continued talking.

"Let me give you an example. Take cassia bark and cassia bark. They are both spices made from the same tree, but they are different.

Although they smell a bit similar, cinnamon is a little sweeter than cassia, and its taste is mellow and soft, while cassia tastes bitter and astringent, and a little harsh.

Therefore, cinnamon is usually used in stewing soup, porridge, and stewing meat to remove fishy smell, relieve greasiness and enhance flavor.

Cinnamon is used in foods that need a mellow taste, usually in desserts and when making tea. It is also used in some stews, but cinnamon alone is not enough to stew meat. You also have to add cassia twigs. Once cassia twigs are added, cinnamon can fully release its fragrance and the meat will have a fragrant taste.

For example, the white cardamom and nutmeg you just mentioned, both of them...

These are the levels of familiarity with the seasonings.”

Sun Dehai searched his mind for the uses of the seasonings and tried his best to explain them to Zhao Xiaojing.

Zhao Xiaojing wrote it down in confusion, thinking about the two examples mentioned by Master Sun.

I remember that he used cinnamon last time when he stewed braised pork, and he did add cassia twigs at the same time.

When I was seasoning fried skewers before, some varieties also needed to add some cinnamon powder, and there were also cinnamon twigs in the seasoning...

The ingredients of Sister Geng’s tea eggs are also added with cinnamon, but the cassia twigs... are not added?

Zhao Xiaojing suddenly had an idea and shouted excitedly in her heart.

"System, Guizhi!"

【Ding】

[Random task: Find the three missing seasonings for tea eggs and a detail in the production process.]

[Searching for seasoning progress: 2/3, searching for details progress: 0/1]

!!!

Experience brings wisdom. By consulting Master Sun for a while every day, many of her questions have been solved and even the progress of system tasks has been advanced!

Zhao Xiaojing looked at Sun Dehai with admiration.

"Haha, Xiao Zhao, these are all the ways to become a chef. You will slowly understand them in the future. How's your flipping skill going recently? Try stir-frying one in the air and I'll show you."

Sun Dehai was very pleased with Zhao Xiaojing's admiring look. After Zhao Xiaojing showed him how to flip the spoon, he happily began to guide Zhao Xiaojing in adjusting some subtle movements.

"Master Zhao."

Just as Sun Dehai and Zhao Xiaojing were talking seriously, Secretary Fan appeared at the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly put down the pot and went over.

When Secretary Fan saw Zhao Xiaojing coming, he pointed outside and motioned her to follow.

Zhao Xiaojing didn't understand what was going on, so she followed Secretary Fan to a corner, and then saw a woman in smart clothes looking at them with a smile.

"Boss Wen, I'll go to work first."

Secretary Fan said this respectfully, took Zhao Xiaojing over and left immediately.

"Hello, Mr. Wen!" When Zhao Xiaojing heard Secretary Fan's address, she immediately realized that this was Mr. Wen's daughter, Wen Yulan, and greeted him happily.

"Hello, Xiaojing. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to go to the kitchen, so I called you out to talk. There's no outsider here, so just call me aunt."

Wen Yulan has a broad face, big eyes, and very majestic facial features. When she smiles, fine crow's feet appear at the corners of her eyes, making her look very friendly, like an elder from one's own family.

"You are such a hard worker. Last time I heard Xiao Li report your salary for making breakfast, I was shocked. Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired, Aunt Wen. I have plenty of time to rest at noon. I also go to bed early every night. Why did Aunt Wen come here suddenly?"

"Yunyun is on summer vacation, so I'll take advantage of her being here to come back for a few days. It just so happens that the difference between the lunar and solar calendars is less this year, so we can celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together in a few days.

When I came back and passed by here, I stopped by to check on the construction site and to see you. I also heard about your family affairs from your grandmother, so I thought of inviting you to have dinner at your grandfather's house during the Mid-Autumn Festival and celebrate the festival together.

But grandma said you might have to go to your relative's house for lunch, so I asked you if you have time in the evening."

The last time Zhao Xiaojing went home, Fan Guiying chatted with her for a long time about family matters and asked about Zhao Xiaojing's family situation. Only then did she know that Zhao Xiaojing's parents had both passed away and she lived alone in a rented house.

Later, Wen Yulan called Fan Guiying back via video, and Fan Guiying talked about Zhao Xiaojing's life experience again. Wen Yulan immediately felt sympathy for this girl who was almost the same age as her own child.

Thinking that she was lonely during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I invited her to my home as soon as I came back.

"Would it be a bit of a bother if I went over there? And I get off work a little late..."

Zhao Xiaojing was very touched, but a little hesitant, fearing that her presence as an outsider would disturb the Wen family's festive reunion.

"Haha, do you think the construction site is a gang? Now that the construction period is approaching, everyone wants to rush the work and finish it early so that they can have a good holiday, so there is less rest, but there is still a holiday for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Besides, we'd be happy if you went there at night even if we weren't on holiday. Why would we bother you? Your grandparents are looking forward to your coming! Yunyun and I like you very much too. There won't be many outsiders at home. Maybe only the child of one of my friends will come over. You've already met the others. It won't bother you at all!"

"Aunt Wen, thank you so much, thank you for inviting me, I will go."

Wen Yulan's words were sincere. Zhao Xiaojing's eyes were red after listening to them. She felt that she had no way to repay her gratitude. Meeting the Wen family really gave her a sense of warmth in her heart.

"Hey, what are you thanking me for? We all treat you as our own child."

Wen Yulan patted Zhao Xiaojing on the shoulder again, thinking that she was so young but had already experienced the greatest pain in life, working hard and struggling alone, and she felt very sad in her heart.

The two chatted briefly for a few more sentences, and seeing that it was getting late, they said goodbye and left.

Zhao Xiaojing turned around and took a few deep breaths.

Before I knew it, the Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here. The last time I had a happy Mid-Autumn Festival was seven years ago.

After my mother passed away, I spent every Mid-Autumn Festival at my third aunt's house. I had lunch with my third aunt, my cousin, and later my cousin's husband and children when she got married.

There was no warm and affectionate family atmosphere at the dinner table. It was always filled with the third aunt scolding her cousin, and her cousin scolding her cousin-in-law, and she almost always just lowered her head and ate in silence.

After my cousin got married, she and her family said goodbye after lunch and went to the man's house for dinner. She stayed to help clean up the dishes, and then she and my third aunt had dinner in silence.

Where is the taste of reunion?