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Chapter 215 Four dishes become poems

"How about it?"

A pair of eyes staring at me. Reading a book at zero o'clock

I didn't say anything, silently swallowed the beef slices, picked up two other dishes and put them in my mouth, taking a sip of the soup.

Tat... Tat...

I put the chopsticks and frowned.

"No?" The boss lady picked up the chopsticks in confusion and tasted each dish.

"Is it fragrant or smelly? At least I'll say it?" He looked at me in confusion, but didn't get the answer, so he simply picked up the beef slices with his fingers and threw them into his mouth.

I shook my head and turned to walk upstairs.

Halfway through the stairs, everyone's voices came from the downstairs.

"Ah? This tastes good." Jae-chan suddenly shouted.

"Yes, it's so... it's so sneer." Tongtou said vaguely.

"What's wrong?" the boss lady said in a daze.

I ignored them and went back to the room, lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

This daze is the sun falling, the moon rising, the stars shift, and the time comes to noon the next day.

At meal time, there were not many customers in the store as usual, and the boss laid a big pot of noodles for everyone to eat.

Since there is a boss's wife who can eat, I naturally appeared in front of everyone.

"Say, what have you been doing this day?" Tongtou scolded honestly and bluntly. "I didn't do anything that should be done."

"Did you think of any big problem?" Jaezha was very considerate, "Let's discuss it when you say it."

I yawned and said, "I just want to find a big problem."

"What does it mean?" asked the boss lady.

"Actually, that's it..." I said embarrassedly, "I ate those three dishes and one soup yesterday. I thought, no matter how delicious it is, I have to find some problems to show it to be good. But unexpectedly, I covered my head and thought about it all day long, but I couldn't figure out the problem with that dish, so..."

"Ah? This is the reason why you have been missing all day, not wipe the table, not wash the bowl, not sweep the floor, not brush the wall, not feed the dog, not shovel the shit, not urinate, and not write the words?" The boss's wife widened her eyes.

"I'm just asking for truth." I smirked heartlessly.

"Okay, let me ask you, what's wrong with the three dishes and one soup yesterday?" the boss said with a face.

"No problem!" I jumped up and slapped the table, "I decided to use this menu for the food conference!"

"No, that's such a simple dish?" The boss's wife hesitated.

"Of course you can't use such a simple dish." I said, "but the main ingredients are correct. We have to put in a little more effort in ingredients and decoration."

"What do you think you should do?" Master Wu said slowly.

I chuckled.

Have you never killed a pig, and have you seen a pig run away?

Since I have seen the skills of top chefs in the Happy Prince's Mansion, my cooking skills have reached the three-star level without a teacher (pseudo). Although I still have no time to cook, I can command others blindly, so I am naturally a tadpole on the five bars - no matter how hard I jump around, I can't do without the score!

While sucking the noodles from the boss's wife, I planned out the complete list of three dishes and one soup.

The first dish: spring flowers and autumn moon cover the fence door.

The second dish: The breeze and the two sleeves are gone.

The third dish: The bamboo shoots have just revealed their sharp corners.

The fourth soup: There is a magical power to contract fish ponds.

"Are you a menu?" Chuan said he couldn't understand at all.

"Yes, three dishes and one soup, together, it is a seven-character poem that spans the ages." I said with a sensation, "The first 'spring flowers and autumn moon covers the fence' is to stir-fried beef slices with poached eggs, and then fried fries as a companion plate."

"The second 'clear breeze and people are free from empty' is to stir-fry shredded radish with vinegar and pickled radish puree."

"The third 'small bamboo shoots have just revealed their sharp corners'. The outer layer is filled with old bamboo shoots. In fact, what you eat is the fresh and crispy bamboo shoots buried inside."

"The fourth 'There is a magical skill for contracting fish ponds'. It just turns the ordinary fish head tofu soup, hollows out a piece of white tofu, fills the cooked fish head soup in it, and then fills a little fish meatballs."

"Ah, it sounds pretty good." Chattered and rubbed his saliva.

"You guys have a lot of tricks." The boss smiled, "It's worth a try."

He did it as soon as he said that, and the boss immediately rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen with Master Wu to work hard.

I watched from the side.

Although it is simple, these dishes really need to be made exactly according to my mind's idea. Without two or three decades of stove skills, it is impossible to do it well.

Fortunately, the boss's wife followed her father around the kitchen since she was a child, and her cooking skills were solid enough; coupled with Master Wu's extremely exquisite knife skills and shovel skills, the two of them cooperated and fully utilized the combination of one plus one more than two. This was the day before the food conference that I made my three dishes and one soup.

Close, try it!

The idle table and chairs were pushed away, leaving a table with eight immortals sandalwood cloud pattern in the center. On the purple-black table, there was a blue and white porcelain fish and dragon plate steadily placed on the table.

Three dishes and one soup are all in this dish.

At the top of the dish, there are shredded radish and pickled radish puree; a little inside, a golden poached egg is placed at the bottom, and a few roses rolled from extremely thin beef slices are inserted; surrounding the beef roses, a fence made of fried fries, and then a small bamboo forest with old bamboo shoots covering the tips of fresh bamboo shoots.

Finally, the tender white tofu, piece by piece, lined up in circles on the edge of the plate, gently touched it with chopsticks, and it was watery and swaying, as if it was about to jump out of the plate.

It is worth mentioning that these three dishes and one soup are all cold and you can't feel a trace of heat.

"Boss, you have told me some of the key points of the food conference before." I said leisurely, "Among them, since the conference will take several hours and guests keep coming and going, keeping the freshness and temperature of the food has become an extremely important task."

"That's right." The boss lady nodded, "The solution for general stores is to leave most of the processes on site to make, do it in time, and keep it in time - including our Yunlailou, which used to do this." The boss lady said.

"But the premise of doing this is that there must be enough staff," I said. "Considering that there are probably hundreds of servings of food at the conference, we only have to be able to make it - so the first benefit of this menu comes out - cold dishes, without heating, many processes can be prepared in advance."

"Is the cold dishes delicious?" Zhang expressed doubts.

I picked up the chopsticks and handed them to him: "Try it."

As he squeezed the chopsticks, his eyes rolled around the dish, and he didn't know where to go.

He finally decided.

The chopsticks slowly stretched out and gently landed on the beef rose.

He picked up two 'petals'.

"Um……"

When the beef was in the mouth, I also closed my eyes.

"Don't run upstairs to hide for a day." Tongtou said worriedly.

"Strange?" Jaezha opened his eyes, "It's understandable that cold beef is delicious without being hot, but the problem is... this beef is not cold."

"Isn't it cold?" The copper heads were slim and chopsticks were slim, and he also tasted it. "It's really not cold. Such a thin beef has been left for so long, how could it not be cold?"
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