With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

I lived a hard-pressed life in my previous life and couldn’t afford to buy mid- to high-end flour like Liyuan.

This time Qiu Ling went to the supermarket and bought a lot of things.

At this time, Liyuan produces very few types of flour, with a total of only three categories. In order to facilitate comparison, she also purchased flour of the same price from Xuexiangyuan and flour from several other brands.

Flour is different from other products. It needs to be made into a finished product before the taste can be compared.

So Qiu Ling bought the ingredients and borrowed the hotel kitchen.

She washed her hands and started working swiftly.

Due to the long-term relationship during this period and the occasional 'bribe' of buying desserts, she has a good relationship with employees in all departments of the hotel.

It was the time for shift change, and many people had not left after get off work yet, and gathered in the kitchen to watch Qiu Ling show off her skills.

Kneading the dough and pulling the noodles, all done quickly and smoothly.

Then they made chili oil, fried sauce, and cut side dishes. A spicy aroma rarely smelled in Harbin filled the air from the kitchen.

Someone swallowed his saliva and asked, "Ms. Qiu, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

Qiu Ling threw a handful of green vegetables that she had bought at a high price into the boiling water.

Said: "Saucy noodles."

The chef watching from the sidelines had gone from being disdainful at first to being very focused now. He felt that what Qiu Ling was making was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while. It wasn't until Qiu Ling said it was臊子面 that his eyes lit up: "It's a Guangzhou specialty!"

"Yes."

The chef looked expectant, "Ms. Qiu is from Guangzhou?"

"Yes." Qiu Ling answered, constantly picking up vegetables and putting ramen Kuku into the boiling water.

The chef said happily: "Then we are from the same hometown!"

This is not surprising.

The chefs of Jianghua Hotel come from all over the country.

It is said that the eight major cuisines are gathered together.

Each one has unique skills.

The person who asked the question was affectionately called: Chef Long. He loved to feed Duoduo meat bones. Seeing Qiu Ling's skillful movements and authentic techniques, he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

While he was marveling at Qiu Ling's excellent knife skills at such a young age, eight bowls of臊子面 with billowing white smoke and filled with a fragrant and spicy aroma were ready.

Qiu Ling pointed at the bowls in front of him and said, "Please help me taste and see which bowl of noodles tastes the best."

The name of the product is posted on the wall of each bowl here to facilitate Qiu Ling's statistics.

Everyone was attracted by the aroma of the臊子面 and volunteered to take bowls and chopsticks to try it.

Chef Long couldn't wait to eat it. He said the noodles were chewy and smooth, with a fresh wheat fragrance, and the heavy seasoning did not cover up the original texture of the flour. Moreover, the meat sauce was fat and lean, full of sauce aroma, not fishy or greasy, and there was also fragrant and spicy chili oil hanging on the noodles and meat, matched with fresh and crisp vegetables, the taste was simply amazing!

For these 8 bowls of noodles, the taste is secondary, the texture of the noodles is the main thing.

After much selection, the two flours ended up being a tie.

One is Xuexiangyuan’s high-end flour, and the other is Liyuan’s classic flour.

The former is 55 yuan for 5 kilograms, and the latter is 25 yuan for 5 kilograms.

The unit price difference between the two is 6 yuan, but the quality is the same.

Qiu Ling has already made a choice in her mind.

After cleaning up the kitchen, she was about to leave.

Halfway through the journey, he was stopped by Chef Long, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Gaha?" Qiu Ling's excitement was interrupted and he subconsciously uttered something in dialect.

Chef Long scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I would like to ask you how to make臊子面."

Looking at the serious Chef Long, Qiu Ling was puzzled: "You are a chef, and you are from Yangcheng, so you don't know how to make臊子面?"

"Of course, but..." He hesitated for a while and said, "It's not as delicious as what you cook."

Qiu Ling hesitated to speak.

Well, I am a good chef who never stops learning!

But she is busy making money now, so she has no time to teach me step by step.

So he said, "I'll write down the steps, can you figure it out yourself?"

"Done!" Chef Long's face was full of excitement.

Qiu Ling went upstairs to change her clothes and wrote down all the steps and recipes on a piece of paper. When she came downstairs, she handed it to the excited Chef Long and drove out of the warehouse without stopping.

What Qiu Ling didn't know was that as soon as she left, many stories about her began to circulate in the hotel.

Some said that she was actually a chef who came here to learn from others; others said that she was a staff member sent by her superiors on official business and had recently been inspecting hotels in Harbin; others said that she was a big boss who came here to relax.

In short, the mystery of her identity has temporarily become the most interesting topic for all the employees of Jianghua Hotel.

the other side.

Topic: I drove on the road huffing and puffing.

Following the address and asking along the way, I finally arrived at a factory in the suburbs after many twists and turns.

Drove for an hour and a half.

Qiu Ling couldn't understand why factories like to be built in the suburbs? !

She took her business card and explained the purpose of her visit to the security guard. The security guard readily let her through and took her to the factory director's office.

When Qiu Ling entered the room, Liu Qiangdong was reading current affairs news in the newspaper.

The security guard smiled and said, "Director, a customer wants to buy our flour."

Liu Qiangdong then put away the newspaper, put on a smile and stood up to greet the visitor, "Hello, I'm the factory manager Liu Qiangdong, you... Hey, it's you!"

The security guard has left tactfully.

At this time, only Liu Qiangdong and Qiu Ling were left in the room.

"It's me, the one who gave your child cookies and candy at the last exchange meeting."

Liu Qiangdong's brain suddenly twitched, and he replied, "My son is not here today."

Qiu Ling was stunned for a moment.

"I came to see you, not him."

Someone's eyes flashed with vigilance, "Then why are you looking for me?"

Qiu Ling pointed at the door and said, "Didn't the security guard just say that I came to buy flour?

Otherwise, why would I come here, to buy you a doll?"

"That won't work!"

"Nonsense, that's also against the law!"

Qiu Ling was speechless. Could it be that this guy had become stupid because of being a nanny?

Forget it, be kind to your partners.

Back to the topic: "Mr. Liu, don't you want me to sit down?"

Liu Qiangdong just reacted and said "I'm sorry". He stood up and invited Qiu to sit on the leather sofa next to him, and poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Ahem, well, uh...this is a sample from my house." Liu Qiangdong coughed lightly a few times to hide his guilty conscience, and carried three bags of flour in different packages from the corner to the coffee table.

He picked up a pair of scissors and cut open the bag, then went to the cupboard to get out a few plates and poured the flour into the plates for Qiu Ling to examine carefully.

“Although we have few varieties of flour, the quality is always top-notch!

Some things are better in quality than in quantity, like this type of flour. "Liu Qiangdong picked up a bag of green packaging and said, "This is the best-selling type in our factory."

Qiu Ling nodded, "It really lives up to its reputation."

This one happened to be the one she chose.

"Just this one, 5 kg, give me 4 bags."

Liu Qiangdong: ???

What the hell? Is this it?