Food starts with noodles

Chapter 582 Preparing for the New Year's Eve Dinner

It is also very simple to guard the restaurant and eat New Year's Eve dinner.

On the 29th day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Zhuo paid salaries and bonuses to the employees in the store, and prepared gifts for each of them.

In fact, it is the kimchi and pickle gift pack made by Yao Meixiang's company, as well as the sesame oil and sesame paste made by Xu Zhuo himself.

After sending them away, Sifang Restaurant officially closed its doors.

After Jianguo helped Xu Zhuo post the couplet door gods, he bid farewell to Xu Zhuo, and rode his electric scooter straight to the big market. He was busy with the store these days, and he hadn't bought anything for the New Year yet.

Xu Zhuo didn't need to prepare these, because the shop had everything to eat and a lot of dishes were stored.

You won't be hungry for a week or two.

"Shi Lei, what do you want for New Year's Eve dinner? Anyway, it's just us celebrating the New Year, so don't be restrained."

Sitting in the store, with the warm air blowing, Xu Zhuo looked at Shi Lei who was sitting at the front desk playing games on the computer and asked.

Now the two of them really feel like they are the same people who have fallen into the world.

Shi Lei said without raising his head: "Brother Xu Zhuo, shall we make dumplings? When I was young, I always ate dumplings at home during the Chinese New Year. Since I came out, I haven't celebrated the New Year properly."

Xu Zhuo said: "There must be dumplings. During the Chinese New Year, you must eat dumplings. What else do you want to eat besides dumplings?"

"Anything is fine, I only eat dumplings, everything else is optional."

Is it so easy to pass?

Xu Zhuo also wanted to take advantage of his free time and plan to see if he could dig a taste of his hometown from Shi Lei.

The result was this answer.

It seems that the mission of the taste of hometown cannot be triggered casually.

But it's okay, I'll ask Feng Weiguo and Song Yafei later.

See if you can trigger a mission or two in this boring life.

Feng Weiguo came back from a stroll in the vegetable market, holding two fish in his hand.

Feng Chunguang's family went to Guilin to celebrate the New Year. Feng Weiguo was too lazy to go, so he stayed in Linping City. He couldn't feel the atmosphere of the New Year in the store, so he went to the vegetable market when he had nothing to do.

Every time he comes back, he will bring some New Year's goods that he thinks must be bought for the New Year.

I bought something like frozen hairtail a long time ago.

When he left today, Xu Zhuo repeatedly told him not to buy any more things, but in the end he brought back two fish.

"These two big carps were just fished out of the Yellow River. I thought they were in good condition, so I bought them. For Chinese New Year, we can't live without fish. Only by eating fish can we have more than enough every year."

Xu Zhuo said helplessly, "The big carp you bought yesterday hasn't moved yet, and you bought two more big carp. Are you going to have a whole fish feast for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Feng Weiguo waved his hand: "We have to eat dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner. I'll start chopping stuffing later. Let's eat mutton dumplings tonight. Where's Xiao Song? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"He still has to serve the old lady. It is estimated that in the afternoon, when the old lady's family goes to the new house for the New Year's Eve dinner, he will have time to come over. We should prepare and not waste time."

This year's New Year's Eve dinner is interesting. Four people who are homeless or lonely get together, which is a bit miserable.

Xu Zhuo originally asked Lao Luo's family to come too.

As a result, their family went back to the Yellow River Beach for the New Year.

Lao Luo's tofu has become famous in the neighborhood, and no matter how much he makes, he can't worry about selling it. In order to take care of the business, Lao Luo had to invite two relatives to help.

And Luo Yang's income from live streaming is enough for his dialysis and personal expenses.

It is quite normal for this family to go back for the New Year.

After gaining a firm foothold in the city, I have to go back and brag to those relatives and neighbors.

Otherwise, those people may not know how to arrange it.

As for the fat brother Cui Yong and Da Jiang, Xu Zhuo did not contact them.

For Chinese New Year, everyone wants to stay with their family, and no one wants to join in the fun.

Start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Feng Weiguo and Shi Lei were making dumplings.

It was nothing to do just now, the three of them prepared several things to chat.

Pork stuffed with shiitake mushrooms, mutton stuffed with scallions, and eggs stuffed with leeks and shrimps.

There is something for everyone.

Xu Zhuo was preparing the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Fried mutton with salt, stewed chicken nuggets, potted tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken, boiled pork slices, net oil chicken rolls, Lizhuang white meat...

In addition, there are also dishes such as oil-splashed bean curd and fried double crisp.

But you can’t make it now, you have to wait until the meal is ready, otherwise you will lose the crisp texture and taste bad if you cook it early.

There were only four people, so Xu Zhuo didn't cook so many dishes.

You can't finish eating too much.

Had to eat leftovers for days.

Many people will send out dishes on New Year's Eve, and then stop posting them on the first and second day of the new year. The reason is that what he ate these two days were leftovers from New Year's Eve.

But even with these preparations, it’s still a bit much.

Xu Zhuo estimated that he would have to eat at least one leftover meal tomorrow.

"Let's eat with all our stomachs tonight. Try not to leave leftovers. Grandpa Feng, make less dumplings. You can't finish all the vegetables. Who has the energy to eat the staple food?"

Feng Weiguo smiled: "That's not okay, no matter how much you eat, you have to eat dumplings. You don't know that when we were young, we would eat dumplings desperately on New Year's Eve, because this is called filling the poor hole, and it is said that we eat too much." , if you can fill your own poverty pit, you won’t be poor again in the coming year..."

Is it so amazing?

Unexpectedly, Feng Weiguo was quite superstitious.

But thinking about my goal, this poor pit is a bit big.

Xu Zhuo came over calmly and helped make dumplings.

Feng Weiguo was a little surprised: "Why? Do you really believe it? Even if there is a poverty trap, it's not your turn. Your family is so rich, but it's not poor at all."

Xu Zhuo said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you fill in the poor hole or not, the main reason is that I suddenly want to eat dumplings."

There is still a gap of [-] million in the goal of the grandparents in the bureau.

Isn't that poor?

Xu Zhuo felt that if there really was a pit of poverty, his own pit of poverty would have to be as large as the area of ​​Slender West Lake.

So eat more dumplings tonight.

While wrapping him, he also sighed.

Who would believe it?The pressure of life has forced me, an outstanding young man who graduated from a university, to believe in metaphysics.

Ugh!

I'm too difficult.

After making the dumplings, it was almost evening.

The sound of firecrackers from the suburbs can be vaguely heard.

Song Yafei strolled into the shop with two bottles of Wuliangye.

"The old lady gave it to me when I came here, let us have a good New Year's Eve dinner... Hey, it's so rich? Is there any garlic? Get some garlic. If you eat meat but don't eat garlic, the fragrance will be reduced by half..."

He put down the wine and went to the kitchen to look for garlic while muttering.

Looking at Song Yafei's back, Xu Zhuo felt very emotional.

Sifang Pavilion is really a big dye vat, how innocent people used to be, but after wandering around in Sifang Pavilion for a period of time, Meng Liwei and Li Hao brought him into this look.

Not only eat chili, but also like to eat raw garlic.

True northerners.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhuo suddenly realized a problem.

Song Yafei is like this, is it that his task of changing the view is about to be completed?

Chapter 583 Braised Lamb

Xu Zhuo entered the task panel, and the task was still unfinished.

However, in terms of task progress, there is a big change.

95% completion.

Seeing this number, Xu Zhuo was not happy for a while.

According to this progress, the task should be completed soon.

Maybe you can get rewards before the first month.

This task rewards a C-level signature dish, but I don't know what it is.

Don't be a health-preserving soup that can't be explained clearly.

According to the urine of the system, the level of signature dishes is related to the reputation of the dishes.

For example, for a D-level signature dish, the system defaults to 15 to [-] years of cooking experience. After cooking a dish for such a long time, it should be well-known in several streets.

Therefore, D-level signature dishes represent dishes that are relatively famous in a certain area of ​​the city.

Before, Xu Zhuo couldn't forget the stewed chicken head tofu at the gate of the high school. This is the influence of the D-level signature dish.

As for the C-level signature dish, in Xu Zhuo's opinion, it should be a well-known dish in the whole region.

For example, Puyang Zhuangmo is a snack that has become a representative delicacy of a certain region.

As for B-level dishes, they are representative dishes of local cuisines, such as the carp baked noodles in Central Plains cuisine, which is a typical B-level dish.

The A-level dishes should be the representative dishes of the eight generations of cuisines.

The reason why the word should be used is because Xu Zhuo has never seen an A-level dish until now.

But he can probably guess that the eight major cuisines all have their own housekeeping dishes, which should be A-level signature dishes.

For example, boiled cabbage in Sichuan cuisine, and Buddha jumping over the wall in Fujian cuisine.

The fame of these dishes is not only well known in China, but also has a high reputation abroad.

In addition to fame, these dishes require different experience.

For example, D-level signature dishes have 15 to 30 years of cooking experience, while C-level signature dishes have [-] to [-] years of cooking experience.

As for the B-level and A-level dishes, Xu Zhuo guessed that it was based on the experience of the C-level dishes, and the inheritance of famous chefs was added to them.

After all, for many high-end dishes, famous chefs have their own tricks and unique inheritance.

Without their guidance, even if it is better than a gourd painting, it may not be possible to make it.

"Boss Xu, these dishes are a little cold. Can you cook braised mutton? If you know how to do it, let's have braised mutton. It gets hotter the more you eat it, and it can be eaten with boiled vegetables, which is better than these dishes."

Song Yafei came out of the back kitchen with the peeled garlic cloves, and ordered a dish on his own initiative.

For so many days, what Xu Zhuo did was what he ate.

Originally, Xu Zhuo had already prepared seafood. If this guy wanted to eat Chaoshan casserole porridge, he would make a pot for him.

As a result, he wanted to eat braised mutton.

You are a true northerner.

But I don't know what time to eat tonight, I really need a dish that can be eaten hot at any time.