gourmet chef

Chapter 435
"Adding the clock?????" Bai Xiaobai heard this word, and three kilograms of blood almost gushed out from his chest.

Clearing his throat, Bai Xiaobai said sternly, "The special service launched by the store is to help customers cook hot pot for 2 minutes, and then feed them. There is no such thing as extra minutes."

Wei Zhiqiang smiled and said, "Boss, are you feeding me or am I feeding you?"

Bai Xiaobai said, "I'll feed you."

Wei Zhiqiang asked, "Boss Bai, what is your special purpose for launching this service?"

"No purpose, just a sudden whim, wanting to earn some pocket money." Bai Xiaobai prevaricated.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wei Zhiqiang took out his wallet, took out a brand new one hundred, and handed it to Bai Xiaobai, "Okay, let's start."

Wei Zhiqiang was the first to purchase the special service, and the other diners in the store had another round of discussions.

"This man is also very sick. Really buy it. It's really the world of the rich. We don't understand."

"Do you know who this man is?"

"who is it?"

"You don't even know about him. You've been messing around in Jianghai for nothing. He is the only son of Jiang Cheng, the richest man in Jianghai."

"Damn it, it's him, no wonder the clothes and temperament are different."

"Even if you have money, you can't spend it like this. Sooner or later, you will be defeated by him."

"Just eating delicious food will ruin it all. His family's assets, he can't spend them all in his next life. This kind of person who was born with a golden key in his mouth is really incomparable."

The diners' discussions continued, but Bai Xiaobai had already started cooking hot pot for Wei Zhiqiang.

"The countdown begins." Bai Xiaobai picked up the phone timer, pressed it and asked Wei Zhiqiang, "What do you want to eat first?"

Wei Zhiqiang said, "Then the beef first."

"Is the taste clear soup, red soup or mushroom soup?"

"I like red soup."

Bai Xiaobai immediately took the original chopsticks from Wei Zhiqiang's hand, then picked up a piece of top-quality snowflake beef, put it into the boiling spring water pot, and quickly rinsed it for three seconds.

Three seconds later, Bai Xiaobai put the snowflake beef into the red soup pot and continued to rinse.

Bai Xiaobai is skillful, moving the chopsticks flexibly, allowing the meat slices to fully roll in the soup, absorbing the spicy taste of the red soup.

rinse!
Reddish-white beef that turns bright brown and slightly rolled up.

The beef is ready.

Bai Xiaobai picked up the beef slices again.

Feeding begins.

The diners in the shop stopped their chopsticks and focused their eyes on Bai Xiaobai.

Some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures and record videos, which was really boring.

"The good show has begun." Someone laughed in a low-key manner.

"This is Boss Bai's first time. You can see that his face is blushing." A little girl pointed to Bai Xiaobai's flushed face.

Bai Xiaobai was ashamed, these people who eat melons have inherited the Chinese tradition-love to watch the excitement.

To be honest, his face was indeed as red as a monkey's butt, and his phlegm was boiling hot, but he was not shy, but red from embarrassment.

"Boss Bai, give me some blows."

Wei Zhiqiang pointed to the steam coming out of the chopsticks.

If you charge 2 yuan in 100 minutes, the service must be good.

In this way, maybe someone will follow up.

Bai Xiaobai followed his advice, and from a distance of one finger, he pretended to blow on the beef on the chopsticks.

"I'm ready, come on." Wei Zhiqiang cracked a smile, showing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and opened his mouth.

Bai Xiaobai fed the beef into Wei Zhiqiang's mouth.

Wei Zhiqiang chewed the beef a little, his eyes lit up.

Wei Zhiqiang cooked a few slices of snowflake beef by himself before, but now the beef that Bai Xiaobai feeds into his mouth is ten times more delicious than the one he cooked himself.

This piece of beef is tender and refreshing, fragrant but not greasy, the beef is full of aroma, and the best taste of beef is completely preserved, and its taste is endless.

Really no exaggeration.

What the hell is going on here.

It stands to reason that they are all the same beef and the same red soup pot. How can the taste of the beef cooked by the boss be so different from that of the white boss?

Wei Zhiqiang's face was solemn, and he frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

Seeing him frowning, Bai Xiaobai asked, "Is it delicious?"

"No, Boss Bai, why does your hot pot taste better than my own, and it's much more delicious."

"It's related to the way of shabu-shabu." Bai Xiaobai pursed his lips and smiled.

It's really such a thing.

In addition to the important ingredients and soup base of shabu-shabu, the time of shabu-shabu is also extremely important.

If the rinse time is too short, it may cause gastrointestinal discomfort.

However, if the cooking time is too long, the ingredients will be too soft and rotten for a long time, and instead lose the best taste, texture and nutrition of the ingredients themselves.

How hot pot makes me the best time, this can only be understood beyond words.

It's like Bai Xiaobai was born with a good understanding of cooking, so not only did he learn new products, he basically got it done in one round.

He doesn't have a special timing for shabu-shabu now, it's all about feeling.

And he feels that he has accurately grasped the cooking time needed for the hot pot ingredients.

Therefore, the beef slices he boiled are many times more delicious than those cooked by Wei Zhiqiang himself.

The service time was only 2 minutes, and Wei Zhiqiang didn't think too much about it, "Boss Bai, go on, I want to eat tofu, this time I want mushroom soup flavor."

Bai Xiaobai picked up a piece of white jade tofu.

He grasped the strength of the tofu very well, and the tofu was perfect. After blanching in the spring water pot for five seconds, he continued to put it in the mushroom soup pot.

In addition to paying attention to maintaining the integrity of the tofu, there is another point in shabu-shabu tofu.

The tofu must be hot from the outside to the inside.

Some people are impatient and think that the tofu itself is cooked, so they cook it for a few seconds before eating it.

In this way, although the outside of the tofu is hot, the inside is still slightly cool, and the taste is not good.

And if the tofu is soaked for too long, it is easy to have honeycomb holes, and even break into tofu residue.

Bai Xiaobai's time to boil tofu is also very good.

The steaming white jade tofu is white and flawless, very tender, and it is hot inside and out.

Bai Xiaobai still blew a few mouthfuls, and then fed it to Wei Zhiqiang.

Wei Zhiqiang opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

The aroma of bamboo fungus and chicken soup are blended with water and milk. When you sip it lightly, the tenderness of the tofu melts in your mouth bit by bit, mobilizing all the taste buds.

"It's delicious, come again." Wei Zhiqiang said, "This time I want to eat abalone in clear soup pot."

Wei Zhiqiang's voice just fell.

Ding--

Bai Xiaobai's phone vibrated.

"The service time is up, thank you for your patronage." Bai Xiaobai shook his little hand and got a hundred.

He returned the chopsticks to Wei Zhiqiang.

The onlookers continued to discuss.

"Fuck me, Boss Bai, it's so cool to make a hundred dollars in such a short period of time."

"I haven't seen enough, it's so cute to feed the god horse." A fat, rotten girl, trembled, with her chin resting on her hands, her eyes were fixed on Bai Xiaobai.

When Bai Xiaobai heard what his sister said, a row of black lines appeared on his forehead.

But to be honest, although the picture of a man feeding a man is a bit beautiful, but anyway, it is not bad to make money this way.

When it came to making money, Bai Xiaobai suddenly thought of something, and he asked with his mind, "System, should the 100 yuan for this special service be divided into four or six, or is it all mine?"

A cool electronic voice sounded:

[Host, special service is a hundred hard earned income, no need to participate in the share, all belong to the host. 】

It is rare that the system is not pitted.

Bai Xiaobai put a hundred in his pocket and smiled happily.

Wei Zhiqiang spent one hundred and only ate one bite of beef and one bite of tofu. He couldn't get enough of it and said, "Boss Bai, I really can't add the clock? Otherwise, I'll give you another thousand, and you can pack it up and serve the rest. I washed it."

(End of this chapter)