Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

It is winter after all, and serving guests a cup of hot water doesn't cost much, but it can leave a good impression.

If the stall business is good, Chen Jun also plans to buy some change and upgrade the hot water to hot tea.

"This hot water is free, right?" the man with glasses asked with a smile.

"How can I charge for this? It's free!" Chen Jun replied while making Mapo Tofu.

"have to!"

After saying that, the man looked at the cup and found it was very clean, then he started drinking with confidence.

Chen Jun poured the tofu into the pot, covered it with a lid, and then started stir-frying spicy shredded potatoes in the pot next to it.

Chen Jun handled the two pots with ease. The shredded potatoes kept flipping in the pot, but not a single potato fell out.

This beautiful stir-frying skill stunned everyone around.

It's very entertaining just by looking at it.

Not to mention that while stir-frying, the pot also emits bursts of tempting aroma.

Of the four dishes today, except for the spicy shredded potatoes, the other three are Sichuan cuisine.

The characteristic of Sichuan cuisine is spicy and fragrant, with red oil and chili peppers. Just standing by and smelling the aroma will make people swallow their saliva.

"Tsk, this young boss is not very old, but his cooking skills are very sophisticated. I'm afraid he has been learning to cook since he was a child, right?"

Passersby who gathered in front of the stall to watch the fun couldn't help but praise it.

It is common among young people and young chefs, but young chefs with sophisticated techniques and good cooking skills are not so common.

Putting aside other things, just Chen Jun's basic skills of stir-frying would not be achieved to this level without practicing for ten or eight years.

Soon, the Mapo Tofu and spicy shredded potatoes were out of the pot.

After Lin Yao brought two steaming dishes to the table, the little fat boy swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but said, "It smells so good!"

The woman sitting next to them also nodded. After handing the chopsticks to her husband and son, she couldn't help but say, "It smells so good. It smells even better than the food at Fengdeng Tower."

The man nearby heard his wife comparing the dishes at the stall with those at Fengdenglou and subconsciously wanted to retort, but when he smelled the fragrance wafting over, he swallowed his words of rebuttal.

"Look, it's really good."

After saying that, the man picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu and put it into his mouth.

The moment he entered, the man's eyes lit up and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

“This smell…”

"How is it?" the woman asked curiously.

"It's indeed better than the food at Fengdeng Tower!" The man gave his evaluation very seriously. Before he could swallow the tofu in his mouth, he picked up another piece of tofu.

The woman knows her husband very well. He is a picky eater. If he says something is delicious, then it must taste good.

Thinking of this, the woman picked up the chopsticks and tasted the Mapo Tofu. Her eyes lit up, and then she tasted the spicy shredded potatoes.

"Hi! Delicious!"

The woman was instantly conquered by the two dishes in front of her, and raised her hand and waved to Lin Yao: “Little sister, give us two bowls of rice.”

"Okay!" Lin Yao on the side was already ready.

She had tasted the dishes cooked by her eldest brother and was confident that these people would order some rice.

"Give me a bowl too, no, two bowls!" The man, with shredded potatoes still stuffed in his mouth, spoke to Lin Yao incoherently.

It would be a waste of food if this dish is not paired with two bowls of rice!

When the rice was served, the couple buried their heads in eating, not caring about their image, and had long lost their previous elegance and indifference.

“It’s so delicious, I feel like two bowls of rice aren’t enough!”

"Hiss, so spicy, so satisfying!"

"Well, it's delicious!" The woman also took the time to reply to her husband.

As for the little fat boy, let’s not even mention him.

Since he picked up the chopsticks, the kid has never raised his head. He just kept eating without saying a word. It's obvious that he is an expert at eating!

As more and more people came to the street, this family of three became the living signboard of Chen Jun’s stall.

The big guy smelled the aroma, watched them eat, and showed them that he was hungry.

How delicious would this be?

He doesn't even look up while eating!

Finally, an old man couldn't help but speak, and said to Chen Jun: "Young boss, give me a portion of mapo tofu and a bowl of rice."

"I'm old now, so I can only eat soft food."

"Okay, take a seat over there, old man. It will be ready soon." Chen Jun greeted him warmly while stir-frying the fish-flavored eggplant in the pot.

Seeing this, two more people ordered food.

"Boss, one serving of Mapo Tofu, one serving of Spicy Shredded Potatoes, and four bowls of rice!"

"Boss, fish-flavored eggplant and mapo tofu, and two bowls of rice."

"Why doesn't anyone order Kung Pao Chicken? Boss, give me a portion of Kung Pao Chicken."

"Boss, give us two more bowls of rice. Your dish is really delicious, spicy and goes well with rice."

Ever since the family of three started eating, the stall was filled with people queuing up to eat in the next two hours.

Chen Jun and Lin Yao didn't even have time to rest, their spatulas were almost sending out sparks.

This was their first day setting up the stall, and there weren't many tables, chairs, and benches, so four tables simply couldn't accommodate so many customers.

In order to try the dishes cooked by Chen Jun, they spontaneously shared the table, and some even started cooperation in order to taste more dishes. You order these two, I order those two, so we can have four dishes!

Later on, there was no more room for people, so those who lived close to home went back and moved tables.

Good guy!

If you tell others that you are going out to eat and you have to bring your own table, chairs and benches, who would believe it?

But even so, the number of people queuing in front of the stall not only did not decrease, but increased.

Chen Jun was busy with two pots.

Lin Yao was also very busy, cleaning the tables, clearing the plates, collecting money and pouring water, without even having time to catch her breath.

The guests who came to eat in the back came to help spontaneously, and whoever wanted to drink hot water could pour it themselves.

If anyone doesn't have enough rice, he can go to the wooden basin and add more rice.

With Chen Jun's cooking skills as a level 3 cook, combined with the various condiments rewarded by the system, the guests were able to enjoy the meal to their heart's content.

Because his business was good, the business of several vendors around him also improved.

The old man selling candied haws usually only sells half a stick, but today he sold out in two hours and went home early carrying the stick.

"Lin Yao, serve the food!"

Two more plates of steaming dishes came out of the pot. Chen Jun quickly cleaned the pot and prepared to continue frying.

After serving the dishes, Lin Yao glanced at the ingredients they prepared and couldn't help but said to Chen Jun: "Brother, the tofu, potatoes and eggplants will be gone soon!"

"There are still so many people in line, we can't make it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun glanced at the basin where the dishes were prepared and estimated in his mind that he could probably only cook three dishes.

"How much rice is left?" Chen Jun asked.

Lin Yao's face turned bitter, and she pouted and said, "The rice is gone..."