Dashi Shenhao

Chapter 112

Eating vegetables is a secondary purpose.

Meeting and chatting is the main purpose.

Zhang Jianqiang, who is all over the place, pretends to be an ordinary person, but he doesn't really pretend to be like a normal person.

It is mainly because of the temperament cultivated by being in a high position in the enterprise for a long time, which is difficult to hide.

What's more, he is the type who started from scratch and became number one in several industries. This kind of temperament is really not imitated by ordinary entrepreneurs.

Fortunately, the assistant thoughtfully prepared a cage with parrots for him.

Forcibly interpreting it as the back-to-basics of Mr. Jishi Walking Bird after seeing all the prosperity, can also get by.

Qin Youming, Zhang Jianqiang.

One is a small restaurant owner whose career has just started, and the other is an internationally renowned entrepreneur.

The two people who had nothing to do with each other actually had a good chat.

When we talked about the delicious dishes, we learned that Qin Shuai came up with this idea.

One sentence was not bad, and it became the first judgment in his heart.

But the first judgment is always inaccurate.

When talking about how the small shop became popular, Qin Youming deliberately took out his phone and found the video Liang Jiarui had taken before.

Integrity.

well.

This kid has already grasped one of the dozen or so elements of success in business.

This made him feel better about Qin Shuai.

After coming out of Lao Qin's home cooking, Zhang Jianqiang completely gave up the idea of ​​interfering in Zhang Mengmeng's relationship.

Of course, it must be unpleasant to give away my own cabbage like this.

In short, it is——

So angry~~~
Well, girl, I entrust it to you for the time being, but if you lose weight for me, or dare to do something wrong to her, hehe...

Qin Shuai, who had prepared the ingredients, did not cook immediately.

Because steak is such a thing, it must be eaten immediately after frying.

It doesn't taste good when it cools down.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhang Mengmeng came back.

After the familiar dog food session, Qin Shuai asked:

"Let's have steak tonight, how cooked do you eat?"

"Mid-rare is fine."

For others, even for some great chefs.

It's impossible to keep a steak at a very precise doneness.

More or less there will be a little bit of error.

That's because others don't have identification skills.

Unable to achieve superior accuracy.

But for Qin Shuai, these were too simple.

Fried steak is as easy as scrambled eggs.

No, probably easier than scrambled eggs.

Turning on the phone, Qin Shuai checked the information.

There are six kinds of steaks in total.

Raw, medium-rare, medium-rare, medium-rare, medium-rare and well-done.

It is calculated according to the internal temperature.

The internal temperature of a medium-rare steak is between 55-60 degrees.

Which one to choose?
Just ask and you will know...

But that fell through.

A customer tells you that you want a medium-rare steak. You will be satisfied with the internal temperature if you ask him. You can choose between 55-60 degrees.

That must be regarded as neurosis.

And the psychological activity of the customer must be——

I just eat a medium-rare steak, how do I know what internal temperature is right for me?
Anyway, you look at it.

It's delicious, I'll give you a thumbs up online.

Unappetizing?
Wait for the bad reviews.

Qin Shuai is not stupid, so he directly identified——

Does my girlfriend like steak with a 55 degree internal temperature?
Does my girlfriend like steak with a 56 degree internal temperature?
……

After a lap, I like it all.

The question is wrong.

For a never.

Does my girlfriend prefer steaks with an internal temperature of 55, 56, 57, 58, 59 or 60 degrees?

The identification results will come out soon.

Zhang Mengmeng likes 58 degrees and 59 degrees the most.

Well, a compromise.

58.5 internal temperature.

Pofet~~~
There are two fires for cooking, one for filling the spaghetti and the other for heating the iron plate.

Soon, Zhang Mengmeng's steak was prepared under the skill of Qin, the master chef's thermometer.

He didn't delay at all, and put the macaroni on by the way.

It only takes a while to put it on the plate.

His own steak became well-done...

Internal temperature 98.7...

Well, make do with it.

When the dishes were served, the two of them ate.

Zhang Mengmeng cut a piece into his mouth and said, "It's delicious."

Qin Shuai followed suit, cut and tasted a piece, nodded and said, "It's really not bad."

Beef that melts in your mouth.

Very tender.

Even after the fire, it is still very tender.

But if you want him to say that this top-level ingredient is superior to ordinary ingredients, he really doesn't think so.

Of course, the taste will definitely be stronger.

As for the cooking method, he still prefers beef stew or hot pot.

"By the way, is your beef the last time we bought it?" Zhang Mengmeng asked.

"I don't know. It's in the refrigerator. I thought you bought it." Qin Shuai replied pretending to know nothing.

Of course, he really didn't know anything.

Because he didn't have time to identify the source of the ingredients, he thought that Zhang Mengmeng asked Wang Yongzhi to bring them here.

Strictly speaking.

It is indeed thanks to Wang Yongzhi that these ingredients can appear in the refrigerator.

Hearing Qin Shuai's answer, Zhang Mengmeng understood after thinking about it.

This is being betrayed.

It must have been sent by my family.

As for who sent it, it goes without saying.

"It might have been brought by my dad." Zhang Mengmeng paused, and then continued: "The old man delivered to Wen Xintong's restaurant. He probably bought some more for fear that I wouldn't be able to eat well. delivered."

"Yes." Qin Shuai did not continue to expand on this topic.

It is right to muddle along.

Anyway, he knew what Zhang Mengmeng wanted.

Zhang Mengmeng also knew what he was thinking.

that's enough.

Do you have to figure it all out?What's the point.

Apart from embarrassing two people, there will be no more value.

Especially, as a party who has no money for the time being.

Qin Shuai explained the matter clearly, as if he was looking at other people's money.

money?
That is something that will increase exponentially when you change jobs.

The current Qin Fu generation really doesn't think that is an unsolvable problem.

Zhang Mengmeng said yes to that, and there was a little guilty conscience in it.

She asked weakly: "Why don't you just ask my family to deliver to your restaurant in the future?"

Qin Shuai immediately refused and said: "Stop making trouble, my place is full of money and you can't buy anything. If you ask your uncle to give away more, it will not be cost-effective. If there are few things, you may lose money."

He said this in his mouth, but added in his heart.

Send 5A wagyu to my family?Or white truffle?Would you like to send a cart of gold leaf?
Home-cooked rice bowls and small restaurants sell this?

How much is a dish?

Our family is rich, but this is not how we make things...

"That's fine." Zhang Mengmeng replied nonchalantly.

But he planned to call and question his father at night to see what kind of moth he had.

Thinking about it, I made up a picture in my mind...

(End of this chapter)