Family Heirloom Private Kitchen [Rebirth]

Having been a chef for two lifetimes, Shen Liuping did not criticize like other chefs, but took the first bite with a pious attitude. After all, every dish is the chef's painstaking effort. They are unknown in the kitchen for the diners Being able to enjoy the deliciousness, rather than pick and choose.

There was also a plastic fork in the disposable lunch box. With a sullen face, Shen Lingshan picked up the fork and wiped it with a paper towel, picked up a roasted eggplant, and stuffed it into his mouth.The already bulging little bun's face became even more bulging, like a little hamster with its mouth full of melon seeds.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Liu tore off a small piece of steamed bun, wrapped some celery beef and stuffed it into the child's mouth.

Chewing the steamed buns, both of Shen Lingshan's cheeks puffed up, and it took him a long time to swallow it. He even patted his small chest with his little hand, "Dad, I ate a piece of ginger, it's so spicy."

"Pfft." Shen Liu stuffed some steamed buns for the child again, and didn't say that when he usually cooks, the ginger is shredded at most, usually cut into slices and put directly into the pot.If you accidentally eat this kind of mince and mix it in the dish, it will be a disaster for diners who don't like ginger.

Feng Jingzhe ate fried rice with eggs calmly, and scooped celery and beef with a spoon. His hands were shaking a little, and he didn't scoop it well after several times.Shen Liu couldn't stand it anymore, scooped it up with another plastic spoon and put it into Feng Jingzhe's spoon, said helplessly, "Okay."

This time Feng Jingzhe's hands stopped shaking, but after receiving Shen Liu's slightly helpless tone, his little heart trembled, and it became more and more out of control. Fortunately, it was completely invisible from the outside.

"Boss, I'll buy some pancakes." Wearing a shabby denim outfit, Song Qingwei still had a cigarette in his mouth, looking at Shen Liu carelessly.

Putting down the steamed bun in his hand, Shen Liu hurriedly stood up, "Okay, do you want eggs or ham? Do you want chili?"

"I don't add eggs or ham, I want any vegetables, no chili." Song Qingwei took a puff on his cigarette, and looked at Feng Jingzhe, who was still sitting on the pony, and put the plate on the small table, " Boss, then your friend, you seem to have a lot of background."

"Friend?" Shen Liu immediately shook her head, although she had eaten several times at her home and stayed overnight, she was not yet a friend, it was a bit complicated to say, Shen Liu simply denied, "Not a friend, today is just a coincidence. "

Turning his gaze back to Shen Liu, Song Qingwei took a deep breath on his cigarette, watching Shen Liu's movements intently.

Stir-frying is nothing more than stirring with two shovels, the timing of adding seasonings, and the quantity and quantity. These can be seen with the naked eye. As for the saltiness, you can tell if you taste it.Shen Liu's movements are neither fast nor slow. After frying the vegetables, he takes out a pancake, rolls it up, and fry it on both sides, and that's it.

"Please cut it in half." Song Qingwei put the cigarette butt on the ground, kicked it away with his foot, took out four crumpled, particularly worn-out one-yuan banknotes from his pocket, and threw them to the side. In the box, "Boss, I paid you."

"Here you are." Shen Liu had a calm expression and was not unhappy.

Pretentiously, he looked at Shen Liu for a few more times, but he didn't see any other emotions, so Song Qingwei left with the pancakes and went back to his stall after going around in circles.

"How is it?" The middle-aged man, Song Qingwei's father, Song Daman immediately regained his spirits, "What's the reaction?"

Generally, small vendors find it troublesome. When they receive particularly worn-out banknotes, they will usually ask for another one. Diners are the same. They are worried that they will not be easy to spend when they get change. Well, this time Song Qingwei went over with four particularly worn banknotes, just to see Shen Liu's attitude, so as to promote him for him.

"Don't mention it, it's a pustule. He didn't even dare to say anything when he put the money in the box in front of him." Song Qingwei took out half of the pancake, first sniffed it, then took a bite, and couldn't help saying, "Still Don't say it, it tastes good."

Hearing the first half of his son's sentence, Song Daman heaved a sigh of relief. As long as he is soft-tempered, he will not worry about finding opportunities. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately took a bite of the pancake in his hand, and his eyes widened instantly. Really good."

The pancakes are generally made by small vendors. They smell delicious and will get greasy after eating. After all, a lot of oil is put in, and the skin of the pancakes has been deep-fried, which is greasy.And Song Daman was more surprised the more he ate the pancake in his hand. He obviously saw a lot of oil, but he didn't feel greasy, but the more he ate it, the more fragrant he felt.

After eating what he had in his hand, Song Daman snatched what was in his son's hand, and said in a low voice while eating: "This tastes much better than what we make at home."

"Then what should we do?" Song Qingwei stared, and he also tasted it, "But I didn't see him add any other seasoning just now, our family also has a secret sauce."

"You don't understand that. I'm afraid the little boss has something wrong." Song Daman has been a food stall for most of his life. He has been a food stall since he was in his twenties. A highly accomplished chef, ordinary ingredients can produce a fragrance that makes people want to bite off their tongues and swallow them.

"Dad, we..." Song Qingwei was still about to say something, but when he caught sight of someone coming out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly stood up straight and smiled courteously, "Eat pancakes?"

"Well, thank you if you don't eat." The girl glanced at Song Qingwei, turned her head and said excitedly to her companion, "Let's go to another one. Let me tell you, the little boss is so handsome, and his son is even cuter. His little face is chubby and cute. died."

Here, Shen Liu just finished eating two steamed buns, and Shen Erha ate the rest of the beef, celery and roasted eggplant. "Shen Erha is getting fatter and fatter." Shen Liu stroked the dog's head, and then stroked Shen Erha's soft fur, always feeling that there was a layer of fat hidden under the fur, "I heard that it's not good for a dog to be too fat. "

Not only is it bad, but it is also easy to cause many diseases. Feng Jingzhe looked at Shen Erha's obviously obese body, and suggested: "It's better to let Shen Erha run around this square, more exercise can make the muscles develop, And lose weight."

"Shall I help count the laps, ten laps a day?" Shen Lingshan raised his chubby hand, "Dad, can I?"

Just seeing someone coming, Shen Liu hurriedly stood up, "Okay, be careful not to let Erha get in the way of others."

Now Shen Liu can say a few more words to those who come to buy pancakes.Don't underestimate these two sentences, a small stall owner who loves to laugh and talk, and a small stall owner with a straight face as if he owes 100 million, the business is completely different.

It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon, it's almost time to get off work, and there are more and more people, Shen Liu took the time to look at the car in front of him, and found that Feng Jingzhe had already left, his heart seemed to be empty, Shen Liu shook his head, not thinking much Think, keep coping with overwhelmed diners.

Shen Lingshan led Shen Erha back who was panting heavily, sat on the ponytail, took out the picture books in the schoolbag and put them on the small table.Shen Erha lay on the side, tired like a dead dog.

"Hold it, let's go slowly." Shen Liu handed over the plastic bag containing the pancakes and accepted five yuan at the same time.

There are more people in the evening than in the morning, which is almost the same as the first stall, except that the first stall is father and son together, two pots, and the movement is faster. There is only one person on Shenliu's side, and the movement is slightly Slow down.

"Sorry, I counted and there are still five pancakes, let's follow the order of first come, first served." Shen Liu said with a smile, "If you haven't waited, you can come early tomorrow."

A boy who had been waiting for a long time couldn't help complaining: "Boss, you should prepare more pancakes. Look at how many vegetables are left."

"I'm sorry, the pancakes are weighed by the catty, and I figured the difference is not too much. I will cook these vegetables tonight, and I will bring them fresh tomorrow." Shen Liu smiled and continued, "It's really I'm sorry."

It is good to use fresh vegetables every day. The boy looked better, and he said that he must come early tomorrow and left.

After the last pancake was sold, Shen Liu put all the remaining vegetables into plastic baskets, cleaned the pots, shovels, plates, etc., and finally locked the stall.

The money I earned today was twice that of yesterday, almost 150 yuan. This is the net profit.Shen Liu hugged the plastic basket and walked towards the exit of the square, and said while walking: "Shanshan, we have to go to the farmer's market, when we get there, you and Shen Erha squat at the door and look at the plastic basket, I'll go in and buy vegetables."

"Well, Dad, don't worry." Shen Lingshan nodded with a sullen face, turned his head and patted Shen Erha's dog's head, "Erha, follow me later, don't get lost."

"Wang." Shen Erha rubbed his head against Shen Liu, expressing that he would definitely listen to the head of the household.

An extremely high-profile car slowly stopped in front, blocking Shen Liu's way.When the car window was rolled down, Han Wenhui poked his head out, looked Shen Liu up and down, put on his sunglasses and said, "Throw away that basket, where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

Stretching out her small hand to grab the corner of Shen Liu's clothes, Shen Lingshan raised her face and asked, "Dad, the aunt who came here during the day."

"Well, we don't know her, let's go around." Shen Liu hugged the plastic basket, ignored the words of the Korean language club, and lowered her head to teach the child, "Shanshan, please remember, you must not take care of this kind of unknown person, otherwise you will be messed up." If it’s not good, I will take you away and sell it, I heard that there are so many bad people who sell children now.”

"Wang." Shen Erha hurried forward a few steps, blocking in front of the child.

"Shen Erha, don't be careless, I heard there are people who steal dogs." Shen Liu became serious, "Let's take a tricycle."

The Hanwen Club sitting in the car heard it, and she blushed and turned pale with anger, and drove up to Shen Liu, and got stuck on the curb, "Stop! Who do you call a human trafficker, a dog thief?" Han Wenhui is from the countryside and knows that there are many dog ​​thieves, but he never thought that they would be on her.