I am Qinxing No.1

Handle meat

Qingxiang Technical School is still very influential in Suzhou Province. After Qingxiang students choose the internship platform, they will basically not be rejected. The so-called application is just a process.

So after submitting the application form, you can prepare to leave the school. Zhou Dong only brought some clothes and left the dormitory. As for the bedding, there is no need to take it home. The school recycles and sells to scrap yards.

The other dormitories were saying goodbye, but Zhou Dong was alone.Because he was ill, the school didn't assign any other students to live with him, so when he left, he was very elegant, and he didn't have to sigh and say goodbye.

He left school on Friday, and he will report to Jiuzhou Dingshi next Monday, so he can just go home on Saturday and Sunday.Only in the eyes of his parents is he a normal person, and his family is his only concern.

Zhou Dong is a decent native of Chu City. His grandfather had a small courtyard of more than 400 square meters in Huilongwo. 'Ancient buildings' fooled a lot of tourists.

After the demolition, his family first moved to the edge of Yunlong Lake in the southern district, and after several twists and turns, he returned to Huilongwo and bought a small residential courtyard; both parents are businessmen, and their savings over the years plus the demolition funds are considered a small rich family. , I bought another storefront nearby, specializing in Chudu's famous dish 'handle meat'.

If you really want to trace the origin, Bazirou was originally a famous snack in Quancheng, Lu Province, and was later introduced to Chudu. After several generations of improvements by Chudu people, it has become a representative work of Chudu snacks.

The quality of the meat is that the meat is four fingers wide and half finger thick, with three layers of streaks and layers superimposed, and the taste is moderately soft and hard, fat but not greasy.It is more mellow than white sliced ​​meat, and less greasy than Dongpo meat. It is served with dried tofu, kelp bundles, gluten, meatballs, lantern peppers and other side dishes, and the above-mentioned good rice is delicious!
The facade of Zhou Dong's house is not far from Huilongwo, a 'historical and cultural residence', so the business is naturally not bad. This will be lunch time, and there are already many customers queuing up to buy.

Seeing that his mother was busy cooking for others, Zhou Dong put his luggage away and rolled up his sleeves to help.He is very proficient in this business, the food is served quickly, and the accounts are calculated neatly. If it weren't for his cool and cold face, he would probably become the most popular little boss.

Zhou's mother glanced at her son, and gave her wife a wink. The son is back, and he can close the stall early today.
There is a handsome guy who sells rice at the stove, at least one hour early to close the stall.

Mama Zhou has all the experience. Sure enough, not long after her son worked as a furnace, many young ladies and younger sisters appeared out of nowhere in front of the store. In the past, they were all masters who didn’t like meat and wanted to lose weight. The meat is always two yuan or three yuan, but I like to pick and choose by my son, so that I can chat a little more
The business of Bazi Meat Restaurant is very good, because Zhou’s Bazi Meat does not pay attention to thick sauce and aroma, but insists on using the simplest method to cook the original taste of meat.

Therefore, except for soy sauce, salt, green onion and ginger, etc., Zhou’s meat does not use too many spices. At most, it only uses some pepper and star anise, and the amount of star anise is strictly controlled by Zhou’s father.

Zhou's father insisted that spices are always "the things of ministers and assistants", and it is absolutely impossible to deceive the emperor with ministers.

If you don't rely too much on spices, you must strictly control the pork. Although the Zhou family doesn't use any organic black pork, they always choose top-grade pork belly that has passed the inspection of the meat joint factory, and it must be fresh.

With such high-quality materials and a handsome son who shows a little face in the store every weekend, it is conceivable that the Zhou family has a good business.But Zhou's father insisted on only selling 100 yuan of meat every day, and the quantity of various side dishes must be strictly limited, and the store will be closed when sold out, and he will never bend over money.

Zhou's mother didn't know how many times she quarreled with Zhou's father because of this, but Zhou's father always said with a smile, my wife, you can't make money, didn't the big brother named Ma say it all?Earning [-] to [-] yuan a month is the happiest.

Besides, if the old couple take care of their health, wouldn't that mean reducing the burden on our son?When your son marries a daughter-in-law and gives birth to grandchildren, don’t we also have a good body to enjoy the happiness of our children and grandchildren?

As soon as Zhou's father talked about taking care of his grandchildren in the future, Zhou's mother stopped arguing and began to shift her attention to her son.

Zhou Dong thinks that his father is a philosopher, and he lives too clearly.But dad just can't figure it out, your son is so handsome, and there are so many girls who like your son, it's a problem whether to marry anyone or not, it's hard for me, I don't want to hurt the girls' hearts.
"You finally chose to go to Kyushu Dingshi for an internship?"

Father Zhou took a sip of the wine, which is his habit after closing the stall every day. One or two drinks a day, no more and no less, is said to be healthier than people who don't drink.

"Yeah." Zhou Dong nodded. Comrade He is a regular customer of their house, and he often comes to eat meat. It is estimated that the small report has already hit Dad's meat case.

"Old He said you are very irrational."

Father Zhou put down his wine glass and glanced at his son: "Although your father and I are just a small owner of a butcher shop, I have heard of the name Kyushu Dingshi, let alone an intern from a technical school, you are a third-level chef. Chef Gao was just a handyman there.

There is some truth in what Lao He said. Kyushu Dingshi must cherish feathers, and will never release water to interns, and their standards will far exceed other internship platforms.
If the internship fails to meet the standards, you will have to go back to school for another year. Do you really think about it?As Lao He said, it is still too late to change.
Damn, why don't you speak? "

Seeing his son's silence, Zhou's father felt furious in his heart, this kid is sick, he can't be forced, he has to be persuaded by his mother.

Zhou's mother smiled and said: "My son is even more handsome, and he closed the stall an hour and a half earlier today."

"His mother, what you are talking about now is about your son's internship. Where did you get involved?"

"Son, all the female students in your class are fascinated by you, right? I haven't made one or two little girlfriends, when will I bring them back for my mother to see?"

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Zhou Dong was speechless for a while, his parents still have old problems, one always loves to control his career, and the other always loves to control his love.

Busily stood up and said: "Mom and Dad, I'm full, I'm going to wash the pork"

I'm in a bad mood, and if I continue talking, I'm sure I'll get an attack of depression. The doctor said that labor is the most honorable thing, and it can also suppress the disease.

Looking at the back of Zhou Dong leaving, Father Zhou frowned and said, "You prodigal old woman, you only know how to praise your son for being handsome, but you don't know how to persuade him? Isn't it uncomfortable to go to Kyushu Dingshi for an internship!"

"My son follows me, he is handsome."

Zhou's mother still smiled and said, "Why do you persuade? My son chose to go to Kyushu Dingshi for an internship, that's ambitious! Is it right for you to be worthless all your life like you?

Just wait and see!Sooner or later, those chefs who are special, special, and famous chefs with a few Michelin stars will all worship under my son’s skirt” (now there is no special second, special one, corresponding to technicians and senior technicians)
Zhou's father was amused: "My wife, your son is not a peerless beauty. What does it mean to bow down under his skirt? This is a misnomer."

"You know shit, I mean they're gonna have to bow down to my son's apron sooner or later!"

　Why write Shuaibi protagonist?Do I need to ask?My readers are either handsome or beautiful, how can I substitute them if I don’t write like this?

　　Right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)