Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

It was about the weekend, and there were a lot of people in the hospital today.

Liao Chuyi drove in and drove around for several times, but couldn't find a parking space, so he had to park in the public parking lot across the road.

When the two were standing on the side of the road waiting for the traffic lights, they heard several children shouting one after another:

"I want to eat that, I want to eat that!"

The nephew and uncle looked up and saw a small cart on the curb selling homemade fried yogurt, surrounded by a few eagerly watching children.

The chef is especially sensitive about eating. Liao Chu can kill a mosquito with just one glance.

I don’t know where to use the blended yogurt, the color and fluidity are not right.

Pour it into a large iron pan and shovel it, squeeze a lot of pigment after it solidifies slightly, and soon those yogurts become bright red, yellow, blue and green.

The peddler didn't even wear a mask, and he was on the side of the dusty road, shouting loudly to attract customers:

"Fried yogurt, sweet and sour, it's delicious, don't you want some for the kids?"

He took out another bag of sliced ​​bread, put fried yogurt in it, and showed it to everyone, "See, real yogurt bread!"

Children don't care about hygiene or unhygienic at all, they just like bright colors.

At that moment, several children were attracted to come over, using all kinds of martial arts to whet their parents to buy them.

Seeing that Guoguo was also staring at the yogurt cart, Liao Chu said, "It's too dirty to eat."

Guoguo was a little nervous about being caught, "I don't want to eat..."

If you didn't swallow your saliva, this statement would definitely be more convincing.

Another young father who was struggling with his son immediately pointed to Liao Chu and said, "Did you hear that, people also say it's dirty!"

The stall owner was furious when he heard this, "Stop talking nonsense..."

As soon as he turned his head, he found himself shrouded in a shadow.

Look up again, good guy:

Nearly 1.9 meters tall, even standing still, you can still see the looming muscle lines covered by the clothes.

Although he was holding a three or four-year-old child in his arms, judging by his posture, it was as easy as holding an egg to fill a pancake.

The stall owner was a little embarrassed.

This **** obviously can't beat it!

But instead of steaming the steamed buns to fight for his breath, he waved his hands at Liao Chu in a strong and dry manner, "If you don't buy it, please make way to block other customers."

It was polite and sudden.

Liao Chu didn't move, "Do you have a business license? What about your health certificate?"

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. When the stall owner heard this, he was not happy.

"I said brother, where did you come from a god? You deliberately made trouble, didn't you!"

Are you kidding me? There are a few licensed food stalls in this street full of food stalls!

Liao Chu ignored him, holding Guoguo in his right hand, took out his mobile phone with his left hand and started dialing.

The stall owner looked wary, "What do you want to do? Call someone! Let me tell you, I can..."

"Hi, is this the Industry and Commerce Bureau..."

"Fuck you..." The stall owner turned pale with shock, he didn't care about theory, and hurriedly started to collect things.

After taking three rounds, he couldn't help turning his head and yelling harshly at Liao Chu, "You can do it, I remember you, I..."

As soon as the words fell, I heard the horrified shouts of the peddlers at the end of the road:

"The city management is here!"

Isn't this a coincidence?

The snacks and snacks street that was humming just now suddenly became scattered.

The group of parents who had just been tortured by the gold-swallowing beasts were dead silent.

After a while, I don't know who came up with a sentence:

"Niubi..."

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After repeatedly researching several private kindergartens in Qingjiang City, Liao Chu finally selected three with the best reputation, and planned to call later for a detailed consultation.

The prices are all about the same, and the tuition and miscellaneous fees plus meals for a year are generally around [-].

If there are additional expansion activities, such as going abroad, summer camps and winter camps, the cost will be calculated separately. On the whole, 15 yuan a year is enough.

In terms of money, Liao Chu has no problem. The key now is that the parents choose the school, and the school also chooses the parents.

Back then, the children in the orphanage learned something and didn't care about it at all. Now it seems that the seriousness is quite complicated.

When registering online, you must submit the personal resume files of parents and students, and further interviews will be conducted after the online primary selection...

Both parent and child are interviewed.

It is now late July, just in time for the end of registration, Liao Chu spent a whole day carefully considering the information, so that he had dark circles the next day.

"Wow, did the boss stay up all night studying some recipes?" Chi Jiajia said eagerly.

There are no new recipes, but there are new products.

Yesterday, Guoguo's longing for street food reminded Liao Chu:

Children of this age should like things with strong fragrance, bright color and shape, and eye-catching things.

As a chef, he will never allow himself to lose to unlicensed street vendors.

So this morning, I steamed lard and red dates hair cake, and it was served with the classic spinach tofu salty soup.

In addition, I made double-skin milk with red bean paste for the children.

Just like the effect of butter on Western-style dim sum, lard is definitely the mainstay of traditional Chinese pastries. Without it, it is like missing bones.

Authentic Xinjiang fresh dates will not be available in large quantities until early October, but today Liao Chu uses dried dates.

Compared with fresh dates, dried dates after water evaporation have a stronger aroma and firmer pulp.

Sometimes the airtight jars where the dried dates are stored are not covered properly, and the next time you pass by, you can smell a scent of dates from a long distance, which is sweet.

Jujubes can be used in vegetable stews, and you don’t need to add sugar when you throw a few in soy milk.

It is also good to eat as a snack at ordinary times. The core is small and the meat is thick, and the taste is excellent.

Each jujube is carefully selected, soaked slightly, removed the pit and beaten into jujube paste.

At this moment, the aroma of jujube has come out.

Coupled with the addition of lard, the slightly thin fruity aroma adds a bit of thick and solid, and the aroma is really indescribable.

The moment the lid of the steamer was opened, it seemed as if someone had dropped a scent bomb in the restaurant, and it exploded instantly, sweeping every corner.

No one survived.

The reddish-brown cake was soaked in lard inside and out, and shimmered faintly in the lingering water vapor. The originally soft aroma was a little overbearing.

It's all here, who can do me wrong if I don't take a bite?

Chi Jiajia quickly counted the calories in her heart, drooling in pain.

"I'd like a piece of... Hey, is this still an animal pattern?"

This basket of jujube hair cake is not steamed and cut into a large piece like the traditional method, but poured into the mold in advance, and now you can take a look and drink it!

Little pig, little bear and little rabbit, all trembled and Wei Wei said hello to others.

Chi Jiajia was a little shocked:

Unexpectedly, the boss hides a sullen childlike innocence under his cold appearance...

Press lightly with your fingers, and the honeycomb tissue in the middle of the cake quickly makes a subtle and moist friction sound.

As soon as you let go, it quickly returns to its original shape.

I went down.

Hi, I'm up again!

"Hey, this little pig is interesting." Just as he was talking, old man Song came in with his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and took a look, and then fired the first shot.

Who is not an old baby?

Chi Jiajia just laughed, and turned around to see that there was a fat old man with a bare forehead behind him, "Hello, Uncle Li."

Uncle Li is also a member of the Sunset Red Orchestra, holding a suona in his hand, nodding and muttering in dialect: "This one looks very good to Ba Shi."

He is from the Southwest. He came to Qingjiang City and joined the local folk band after finishing college. He played the suona very roguely.

For a period of time, Western musical instruments invaded, and domestic folk music players were losing money year after year, and they could hardly survive.

Uncle Li refused to accept it, so he went to the door of the house to challenge him with a suona up to the sky.

He singled out a group of others, and no instrument could overwhelm him.

Then become famous.

For this reason, he suffered a big mistake, but the leaders and colleagues secretly applauded him.

Old man Song has always been very wild, and he only catches new products.

"Well, this jujube cake tastes good, I haven't eaten it for a while."

Now the streets are full of Western pastry shops, so that old people like them have nowhere to go if they want to eat some decent traditional old-fashioned dim sum.

Hey, no!

After chewing a few mouthfuls, old man Song realized his meaning: "What kind of sugar is used for this?"

Generally, red date hair cake is added with brown sugar, but this one is a bit different.

The mouthfeel has both the mellowness of brown sugar and is more refreshing. After returning to the sweetness, there is a hint of acid that is not detectable.

This sourness is not only not obtrusive, but like the finishing touch, it immediately highlights the "sweetness".

You won't get tired of eating too much!

It's hard to meet a bosom friend, and Liao Chu was also happy to see someone with good character.

But it's hard to explain, "Secret recipe."

He uses a mixture of brown sugar and sweet passion fruit juice, with a little sea salt fruit.

If you want sweetness, add some salt, the words of the ancestors can't be wrong.

The spinach tofu soup is clear and white, with a little delicate egg flower floating in the middle like water mist, the whole is very small and fresh.

The tofu is tender with spinach, and the salty aroma is very appetizing. It instantly clears up the fat in the mouth just now.

Only old man Li was hesitant to look at this match.

"Experts said, spinach with tofu, stones!"

"Talking about toxicity regardless of the dose is a hooligan." Old man Song directly drank half of the bowl.

Smash it, smash it, it smells so good.

This is not to eat every day, every meal, just listen to what the experts say, people will starve to death.

What fruit and seafood, spinach and tofu, unless there is an elephant's appetite, what's the use?

It's so immediate, what kind of biochemical weapons are the foreign devils still studying!

A bowl of spinach tofu soup can send you away, and the cost is still low.

Old man Song was eating when he suddenly saw a small round hand sticking out from behind, gently tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Turning his head to look, he was facing an apple face.

"Grandpa, what is that?" Guoguo looked curiously at the erhu in the corner.

"This is really interesting," Old Man Song wiped his hands, and simply picked up the erhu and played for a while, "How about it, does it sound good?"

The crowd cheered loudly.

Have breakfast and live performances, earn blood!

There were indeed passers-by who were attracted in, bought breakfast by the way, and became fans of the place.

Satisfaction value reminder sound biubiu kept ringing, and the effort for a breakfast broke 60.

Liao Chu looked at Uncle Song with eyes full of respect:

The legendary life-sustaining medicine is nothing more than that.

Xinglin master doctor is benevolent, and good people will live a safe life.

Guoguo looked at the two lonely strings on the erhu with a face full of shock:

Is this magic?

Old man Song was persuasive, "Want to learn?"

Now the streets are full of piano, drum, and violin training, but their traditional music is weak, and it makes me sad to see it.

Guoguo looked at Liao Chu subconsciously.

It was the first time for Liao Chu to see her take the initiative to contact others, and suddenly felt a little relieved by her old father.

"Like it?"

Guoguo hesitated, then nodded shyly.

"What's the fun in plucking those two strings all day?"

The old man Li on the opposite side sneered and waved at Guoguo, "Listen to Grandpa, let's learn the suona, have fun! I'll play a part for you!"