Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

Checking how long you have left to live every day is really weird and rewarding.

Focusing on asset growth is nothing but focusing on lifespan growth...

There is only one family in the world, there is no other semicolon.

Now Liao Chu has developed the habit of recording every morning:

1 year, 5 months, 7 days and 4 hours a day, very good, a new day, a new height.

Now the restaurant is gradually on the right track. With the increase of customers, the satisfaction value of daily income also rises linearly.

Yesterday, he directly broke through three digits, and continued to live for more than three days in one go.

One day, three days, one month, three months, one year...

Longevity is not a dream.

The increase in customers also brings a problem:

It is no longer realistic for Liao Chu to hold multiple jobs, so he decided to recruit a waiter.

"Morning uncle!"

The little girl bounced over from the opposite side, half lying on the door frame and smiling at him.

Ding!

Your little cutie is suddenly online.

"Guoguo early."

Liao Chu closed the notebook and saw her braids at a glance.

It was crooked, and the base of the rubber band was in a mess, and I don't know how many hairs were stirred into it.

"Guo Guo braids her own hair!"

The little girl was very excited to show her achievements to Liao Chu, looking very proud.

Liao Chu recalled a sentence he saw in the parenting group last night:

"Children's early imitation behavior is very important. Parents are advised to give appropriate guidance and affirmation..."

"Well, Guoguo is great." He went over and took the child's hand, "Get ready for breakfast."

Guoguo followed him downstairs, her short legs were moving slowly step by step, her crooked braids flicked and might fall apart at any moment.

"Eat meat! Eat meat step by step!"

The child is really persistent, the doctor just said it once and remembered it.

This morning he is going to make the steamed stuffed bun series.

There are a total of three fillings, mushroom and green vegetable buns, bean meat buns, and a close relative of buns: beef pot stickers.

The accompanying drink is five-grain soy milk.

The combination of meat and vegetables can capture more audiences.

And if there are more diners, the contribution of satisfaction value will naturally be more.

The bun dough was reconciled last night, and it has been kept in the refrigerator for low-temperature fermentation, and it has doubled in size by now.

Take it out to wake up for a while, and gently pull it to reveal the full honeycomb tissue inside.

Compared with normal temperature fermentation, the dough fermented at low temperature will be more tenacious, and the steamed buns will also have a more layered feeling.

The dough of the beef pot stickers does not need to be over-fermented. Just now, Liao Chu had already made half-hot noodles when he got up early to exercise. After wrapping the buns, the dough needed for the pot stickers will be ready.

For Liao Chu, time is more precious than anything else.

With this arrangement, no minute or second will be wasted.

Seeing Guoguo staring intently at his hands making buns, Liao Chu asked, "Want to try?"

Guoguo nodded vigorously.

It looks like fun.

Liao Chu gave her a piece of dough, and taught her how to put stuffing on it and how to keep her mouth shut.

The dough covered the little girl's palm, and it was so cold that she couldn't help giggling.

"I'm going to run away!"

The dough was soft and slippery, and it was not well-behaved at all in her hands.

Bad skin!

Guoguo whispered, she was so obedient in the hands of her uncle, but now she is here to bully Guoguo!

When she finally pinched it in a hurry, Liao Chu had already laid out five of them.

Each one is full and round, and even the folds on it are as neat as copying and pasting.

The little girl looked at the thing in her hand in shame:

Woohoo, so ugly.

Liao Chu raised his eyebrows:

Oh, this is made... pizza?

After the first crop of steamed buns was ignited and steamed, Liao Chu freed up his hands to make beef pot stickers.

Guoguo's eyes lit up, "Big dumpling!"

The slender pot stickers are placed along the huge pan, circle after circle, like a blooming flower.

The oil flower licked the bottom of the dough, gradually creating a golden shell for it.

The delicious juice of the beef evaporates through the skin, and the air is filled with the aroma of oil and meat.

When the time was almost up, Liao Chu poured water into the frying pan.

"嗤啦~"

The moment the water touched the hot pot, it immediately turned into a hazy water mist, wrapped in a rich aroma, and rushed to the street together.

Probably because the old people feel less, the first one to kill today is the sunset red combination.

Old man Li squinted his eyes and said, "You Su? Here are two cages."

Uncle Song was very disdainful, "What's the difference between that and eating grass! I want meat, so I want beef pot stickers and bean meat buns. Another cup of soy milk, don't forget to add sugar."

What's the point of life if you can't eat meat!

Old man Li muttered, "It's almost three highs, and it's still sugary all day long...I want no sugar."

Liao Chu went over with the dishes, "This soy milk doesn't need sugar, it's very sweet, you two have a try."

Old man Song turned a blind eye to it, picked it up and drank it, "Sure enough, it has to be sweet soy milk!"

The other old man was very serious, "Young man, you have to speak responsibly."

This is not simply adding the sweetness of red dates, the taste is so happy...

He seemed to be able to see his soaring blood lipids and blood pressure.

Liao Chu nodded, "It really doesn't contain sugar."

Because it is sweet fruit.

The purest sweetness, but also really sugar-free.

Unexpectedly, old man Li was quite serious, "Then I will send it for testing."

Everyone loves sweetness, but the consequences are too serious, far beyond what people of their age can bear.

If this stuff is really delicious and sugar-free, he will book it for the rest of his life!

Liao Chu smiled, "Yes."

Seeing him so calm, old man Li was a little embarrassed, so he didn't mention it.

When Liao Chu left, Uncle Song hummed: "You are the only one with many problems!"

Is it easy to find a restaurant that suits your appetite these days?

You are fine, come up and test.

Old man Li ignored him, and took a bag of vegetables and mushrooms to eat.

The dough is fluffy and soft, not the usual snow white in the market, but with a light yellow that is unique to wheat.

The old man nodded, "It really has the smell of wheat that we used to have."

One bite, the green vegetables are crisp, the shiitake mushrooms are smooth and tender, and the mouthful is full of juice and salty fragrance.

It is rare that the skin of the steamed stuffed bun is very tough, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. It is not like many fast food out there, which will soften with a little juice.

Take a look, oh, so many layers.

Look at the opposite side again.

Good guy, the old guy who just got his dentures last month is biting the beef pot stickers, and sucking the delicious soup with his old mouth, sizzling.

The golden bottom is crispy, and the slag will fall off after one bite; while the upper skin is flexible, and the inner side has been infiltrated with a beautiful luster by the delicious and juicy beef filling.

This mouthful of soup, meat and noodles is really indescribably satisfying.

Old man Li swallowed subconsciously.

Damn, it looks so delicious!

or I also...

At this moment, the concept of health preservation and the urge to eat fiercely confront each other.

While struggling, a golden potsticker fell into the plate in front of him.

As soon as old man Li looked up, he saw his old friend dipping half of a potsticker into a dish of vinegar, "It's delicious when it's empty, but it's even more fragrant when dipped in vinegar. It's amazing!"

Click!

Seeing that old man Li was still in a daze, Uncle Song said: "Didn't Zhu Bajie go all the way to the west to learn scriptures with clear soup and little water? It can be seen that eating vegetarian can't lose weight!"

Old Man Li: "..."

Damn, try it!

Good fellow, with one bite, Mei Fei almost lost Hun'er.

This tender and juicy, this crisp and refreshing...

This is meat?

When giving old man Li the additional beef pot stickers, Liao Chu was particularly regretful:

If there is no upper limit on how many points can be collected, it is estimated that with these two uncles alone, he can borrow another 500 years from the sky.

After Guoguo over there finished eating the Beast Pizza buns she made, she walked up to Uncle Song in small steps, looking at his erhu with curiosity and longing.

The old man smiled and handed over the bowstring, "Come on, give it a try."

Guoguo turned to look at Liao Chu, saw him nodding, then imitated Uncle Song's movement, and pulled it lightly.

"Squeak~"

It can't be said to be sharp, it can only be said to be very harsh.

But Guoguo is very excited.

"It's ringing!"

While rubbing his suona vigorously, old man Li muttered, "Is it me?"

Liao Chu was drooling while pinching the bright yellow fruit he got from him.

So sour, really.

Aged vinegar is hard to compare.

Uncle Song just laughed, "Well, this kid has talent, let's learn from Grandpa in the future!"

Liao Chu asked Guoguo, "You really like it?"

The little girl nodded desperately, her eyes were shining, "It sounds good."

Liao Chu really didn't hear the pleasant sound from the sound of sawing wood just now.

But it's rare for children to like it, and it's not bad to cultivate a hobby.

"Then I will trouble you," he said to Uncle Song, "I don't know how to charge you?"

"What money is not money!" The old man waved his hand, "I just teach children how to play, and I am idle when I am idle."

Seeing Liao Chu's insistence, Uncle Song chuckled and pouted at the back chef who kept emitting a deadly aroma.

"Why don't you give me some of that."

It's really fragrant, lifeless fragrance.

Liao Chu gave him a thumbs up, "You know what to buy."

That's his barbecued pork.

There are two types, one is stewed, the meat is delicate, plump and juicy, and can be used as barbecued pork buns;

The other is oven-baked, with a crispy skin and firm flesh, which is best for eating or cooking.

In it, he added three kinds of emotional fruits:

The orange-red sweet and sour, the sea-blue sea salt, and someone's half-life wandering, are absolutely endless aftertaste.