Contracting canteens in the future

"I made an appointment with a few people, and they said they would come to the cafeteria for dinner." Yu Minxiu clicked on her personal terminal to start contacting, and she agreed to do promotion for Rong Yi, so there was no reason not to do it, "I'm calling them now , I don't know when you will come back, so I didn't let them wait in advance."

Rong Yi's eyes lit up, "Then I'll do more."

He seems to have seen a future where the cafeteria is full of guests and an endless stream.

Yu Minxiu nodded, lowered her head and started sending messages.

Ulysses, who was holding Mian Mian, took the milk powder made by the nanny robot Xiao Yuan, "I'll feed Mian Mian."

Mimian twitched in Ulysses' arms, looking at Dad with dark eyes.

Across the bar, Rong Yi leaned forward and nodded his round nose, "Baby, drink grandma obediently."

There were two "ahhh" in a childish voice, and they stretched out their little hands to hug.

"Father is busy, so I can't hug you." Rong Yi smiled and stood up straight, "I'm going to get the meat."

Rong Yi, who turned around, didn't see Xiao Mian Mian and sighed, and adjusted his posture helplessly in Ulysses' arms, hoping to find a comfortable position through his own wriggling, but he was still too young , so bulging that he couldn't resist Ulysses' arm.

The temperature of the brewed milk powder was right, just right for the mouth, Ulysses took the bottle and sent it to Mian Mian's mouth with delicate and gentle movements.

"Why do I feel that Mianmian is so hard?" Li Erchu muttered.

Seeing the boss breastfeeding, Li Er tactfully sat in the corner of the cafeteria.

Seeing Ulysses' stiff posture and pouting expression, Yu Minxiu nodded in agreement.

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Rong Yi excitedly went to the cold storage to get the meat. The pork belly that had been prepared a long time ago was ready to move, and he couldn’t wait to turn it into a square piece of meat wrapped in soup in the pot. The pork belly in the gurgling soup said it was delicious in unison !

It is said to be a cold storage, but the preservation of food is not frozen, but similar to the zero-degree freshness in the refrigerator in the past. The moment the ingredients are put in, the deliciousness is locked, and there is no need to thaw or wait when you take it out, just do it directly up.

Rong Yi carried the meat out happily and saw Ulysses hugging Mian Mian at a loss, while Mian Mian was aggrieved and unhappy holding two fleshy little hands.

"Rong Yi, what's wrong with Mianmian, he refuses to nurse." Ulysses looked at Rong Yi helplessly.

The pacifier came close to Mianmian's mouth, and Mianmian didn't actively hold the pacifier in his mouth as usual and began to suckle. Today, Little Mianmian was very resistant, frowning and turning his head away, and pursed his mouth not to suckle.

Rong Yi was worried, and quickly walked over to pick up the child, "Baby, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh." Staying in his father's arms, Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his fleshy butt was not so tight anymore.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." Mianmian babbled.

"You express your desire quite strongly." Rong Yi laughed, suspecting that Mian Mian would be a small talker in the future, "Don't be naughty, just be obedient and breastfeed."

After speaking, Rong Yi sent Mian Mian back to Ulysses' arms.

Mianmian, "..."

The bulging eyebrows and eyes became stiff, and there was a bit of a "brow cold confrontation".

Ulysses, who was holding the baby bottle, had various guesses in his mind, and finally he had no choice but to fix the answer on "he didn't take good care of Mian Mian"... It turned out that he thought it was himself who took good care of Mian Mian Wishful thinking.

Looking up at the beautiful uncle's drooping eyebrows, the little guy suddenly sighed, and fell limply into Ulysses' arms as if accepting his fate.

"I feel like I'm bewitched by beauty... woo woo woo." In the corner of the cafeteria, Yu Minxiu covered Li Erchu's mouth.

Mizusawa was a step too late, and slowly put down his raised hand. He glanced at Ulysses vigilantly and quickly, and found that Ulysses was not looking at them. ...

"How can you describe the general as beautiful." Mizusawa scolded with a suppressed voice.

Li Er, who was let go, was wronged, "I'm just describing him. He looks just average. You shouldn't use 'beautiful'."

"Yes." Mizusawa nodded vigorously.

Yu Minxiu, "..."

Rong Yi by the pot is focusing on making braised pork.

A layer of lean meat and a layer of fat appear at intervals on a whole plate of meat, red and white are distinct, white like fat, red like agate, without any blood and water sticking together, what Rong Yi uses is the pork belly on the ribs, which is suitable for braised.He touched it lightly with his fingertips, and he could feel the tenderness of the pork. It was really a good piece of meat. The last time he saw such good meat was at the wedding banquet of the village head's son... He lost his mind, and Rong Yi adjusted his thoughts .

Rong Yi put the whole square of meat into cold water to blanch. As the temperature of the water rose, the pork belly gradually took shape, and blood froth emerged.

Pork belly after blanching is easy to cut into pieces. Rong Yi's knife skills were honed in the back kitchen as a small worker. When he just dropped out of school to help work, he had to peel three or four sacks of potatoes a day, until his fingers were numb... I don't think much about the past , his childhood experience made the pieces of meat he cut out consistent in size, which perfectly cured obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Put the last bit of olive oil in the pot, forget to boil lard, and there is no other vegetable oil to replace it, it can only make the braised pork a little regretful.

Rong Yi took the sugar bowl, took out two brown sugar cubes and put them into the oil pan, and started frying the sugar with a slight hissing sound.The brown sugar that has been sanded is as hard as a stone and broken as sand. After melting, it has a sweet aroma of sugarcane, which can add a different flavor to the braised pork. Rong Yi’s grandma will use sliced ​​sugar bought in the supermarket to make it. In fact, there is not much difference, both are unprocessed sucrose...

As the production of braised pork came to an end, the rich and rich taste became more and more intense, and the small canteen could no longer bear the strong taste. The aroma drifted out from the wide open windows and open doors. Floating out two miles to so far.

A group of seven or eight people ran into each other on the way to the cafeteria, so they walked together.

Everyone complained about the helplessness of taking this trip.

"If it wasn't for completing the business with Yu Minxiu, I wouldn't be bothered to take this trip."

"Just an artist with a brain problem..."

"Are you as big as an artist's fist and say he's sick?"

"Don't say a few words, everyone. It's not like we don't know that Yu Minxiu is so good. He wants to knit wool, and we beg him to buy it. It's mutual benefit."

Bayland's labor reform task is really sick. Who would like to knit wool? Every time the task is handed over, the wool is thrown away, or begging Yu Minxiu to buy it for some money so that it can be used online. Buy buy buy.

"Isn't it just a trip to the new cafeteria to cheer on me? It's been a long time since I had a light meal. I miss it."

"Ugh, what do you think about eating that thing for a lifetime? I ate a box of mixed shiitake mushrooms when I was able to eat, and it still tastes the same when I'm thirty. My parents said that it tastes like the one they had when they were young. Exactly the same."

"I don't have much expectations for the cafeteria. I was tired of eating before. I would rather eat fruit every day."

"Did you smell anything, it smells so good."

"What?" the others wondered.

The man in the reddish-brown jacket squinted his eyes and sniffed vigorously, "The smell is getting stronger and stronger, a scent that I have never smelled before, like, like..." The man searched his brains and finally came up with an description, "It's like When I came out of a poor planet, I bought a box of canned meat in the supermarket for the first time, and I smelled it the moment I opened it.”

The first time is always good, even if he didn't even look at the meat can later, but the taste when he opened it for the first time is still fresh in his memory.

Feeling this kind of beauty once again, the man with fine lines on the corners of his eyes and brows showed the impulsiveness of his youth, wishing to throw off his hands and feet and run towards the source of the smell.

Someone has already done this, and rushed out quickly.

Wang Ensheng subconsciously moved his hands and feet. After coming to Bellander, he was lazy and raised a belly of fat that rolled in front of him like running waves, "Hoo hoo hoo..."

I can't breathe even after running for a while.

But Wang Ensheng didn't dare to stop, fearing that if he stopped, he would miss the delicious food.

Everyone else rushed to the front, and he didn't even have to lick the lid because he was late.The new contractor of the canteen is definitely not the black-hearted, shoddy one in front. I don’t know what kind of canned meat this is, and why it smells so good~

Finally, he reached the cafeteria. Wang Ensheng, who was dragging his hands and feet, walked in while holding onto the door frame, "Huhu, boss, Huhu, I want water, and meat, delicious meat."

Wang Ensheng sat down on his ass, and after barely finishing a few words, he began to pant heavily, and raised his hand to wipe his forehead, sweating from his brow.Even so, in the place with the strongest fragrance, he gathered his strength, closed his mouth and breathed through his nostrils as much as possible, opened his nostrils, and exerted force on his chest and abdomen, inhaling——

"It smells so good~"

Wang Ensheng, who half-closed his eyes, recalled the throbbing he felt when he met his wife for the first time at the train station, recalled the love when they got married, and the nervousness and excitement when his son was born... The corners of his eyes became moist unconsciously.

Wang Ensheng lowered his head and wiped his eyes. At such an age, his skin was as rough as an old tree stump, and he was still crying.

"The water and meat you want, with a bowl of rice, is nineteen in total."

Wang Ensheng heard the cold voice coming from beside him. He heard the creepy voice, and wanted to raise his eyes to see who it was, but his eyes were stuck by the meat and rice in front of him, and he couldn't bear to move away.

"What kind of meat is this?" Wang Ensheng asked, swallowing.

Ulysses said, "Braised pork, pork."

Wang Ensheng kept nodding his head, he was sure to eat all kinds of meat today.

Ulysses lowered his eyes and said, "There is free soup at the bar, mushroom and egg drop soup, you need to pick it up yourself."

"Okay, okay, thank you."

There seemed to be a few gasps not far away, but Wang Ensheng's ears couldn't accommodate anything else. He picked up the chopsticks and didn't know which one to reach for for a while. They were square and wrapped in sauce and looked oily like amber Braised pork, or plump, white and oily rice?The hungry stomach became rumbling, and saliva was crazily secreted from his mouth. Without any hesitation, Wang Ensheng put a piece of meat into his mouth. In an instant, the world around him disappeared, and the feeling between his lips and teeth was infinitely magnified...

It turns out that chewing food is such a happy thing.

It turns out that it is fat and thin, with meat on the belt, so it tastes so good.

Wang Ensheng ate with big mouthfuls, a mouthful of meat, a mouthful of rice, and no one could disturb him from eating.

As he ate, he found that it tastes better when the braised pork is served on top of the rice. He learned how to cook rice with gravy without a teacher.

While his stomach was full, his brain, feeling satisfied, gradually returned to his mind. Finally, Wang Ensheng raised his head to look at others, and found that the fellow was sitting stiffly at the table next to him. He also saw Ulysses walking in front of him with a plate. Pass.

Wang Ensheng, "..."

Some of the people in the company gave Wang Ensheng a thumbs up quietly, respecting him as a man.