[Comprehensive Yingmei] I just want to get through a catastrophe

This street is very bustling, it is the junction of Brooklyn and Queens, the flow of people coming and going is very large, there are dozens of restaurants of all sizes gathered on the street, many of them are opened by foreigners, Japanese sushi, Indonesian barbecue, French cakes, as well as Chinese food, New Yorkers who like to try other countries like to come here.

The Chinese restaurant on this street is a joke, and no one knows why the store is still in business.The Japanese man at the sushi restaurant next door once told the owner of the Indonesian barbecue restaurant that this restaurant is like an idiom for a florist, and there are few people there.The two made a lot of guesses about the recipes of the Chinese restaurant, which was mixed with mocking laughter.

"If they think that fortune cookies can attract customers, they are wrong. The chefs of the florists never focus on cooking. They prefer to play tricks, so they can't make popular food." The chef of the sushi restaurant who thinks that every piece of food should be treated with the heart of a work of art said very disdainfully.

He is not very friendly to this store, not only because of the feud between Japan and the flower growers, but also because this Chinese restaurant occupies the best location on the whole street.When he was about to flex his muscles here, he took a fancy to it at a glance, and it was very suitable for his sushi restaurant.At that time, the business of the Chinese restaurant was already very bad. After two days of observation, he only had five customers. After the meal, he went up to ask and got five answers that he would not come again.

He went to the door on the third day. After entering the door and looking at the layout, he began to think about how to redecorate. In his opinion, the owner of the Chinese restaurant should be grateful to him. The price he prepared is definitely better than opening a restaurant. A bargain at a dying Chinese restaurant.It's a pity that he was rejected mercilessly, there was no room for negotiation, and the owner of the shop refused without even meeting him.He had no choice but to choose another restaurant, but it was not as pleasing to the eye as the one occupied by the Chinese restaurant, so he also had a bad feeling about the Chinese restaurant.

The restaurant suddenly started to be redecorated two months ago. He thought that the owner of the restaurant could not hold on any longer. As a result, he put up the signboard of the Chinese restaurant again a few days ago, and it is said that he is still the original owner.

"Look at it. Although the environment can affect the dining mood of the guests, the taste of the food really plays a decisive role. Chinese food is not good. No matter how good the decoration is, it can't keep the guests. It's a pity that the decoration is so simple and elegant." The Japanese man said in a regretful tone.

Then on the first day of opening next door, I was slapped in the face.

Polly is the human resources director of a trading company. At the age of 35, he is facing a crisis of baldness. He thinks it is because of too much work pressure, and tries to use this reason to apply for a vacation from the company, but is not approved.

Putting on a suit and tie with toast in my mouth every day, my wife’s complaints spread from the bed to every corner of the house, looking at the dark circles under my eyes in the mirror, and the hairline that is getting closer and closer, I said goodbye numbly, and then opened the door Start your day.

In order to fight the mid-life crisis, he felt that he needed a strong body, and he couldn't squeeze time to go to the fitness center in a life full of countless jobs, so he gave up driving and walked nearly six miles to work in the company every day.Occasionally, he would spend a cup of coffee on that street, or eat a different breakfast on this street when he was tired of toast, but not today, he still had an important meeting.

But that scent made him unable to move his feet. The rich and seductive scent penetrated his nose, his mouth began to salivate uncontrollably, and his stomach stuffed with two pieces of toast began to twist dissatisfiedly. He felt He was very hungry and had to find something to fill his stomach. Reason told him that he had to go to the company as soon as possible to prepare materials for the meeting, but his body stopped at the Chinese restaurant following the smell.

Polly, who passes by this street twice a day, is very familiar with every shop here. For example, the Japanese sushi order is restocked every Wednesday, so the fish fillet sushi is the freshest on that day, the cake shop will have a discount on Monday, and the coffee shop on Friday The coffee in the restaurant will be more fragrant. For example, if you have eaten the food in that Chinese restaurant once, you will not want to eat it for the second time.

But now the smell that makes him unable to walk is coming from that Chinese restaurant. The renovated restaurant feels very comfortable, it is no longer the kind of blinding golden, with long queues inside, he didn't know it Just follow the queue, because there are more people behind him who are attracted by the aroma, if he hesitates for a while, he will have to queue further back.

The front of the long line moved slowly, but the number of people behind it increased rapidly. The relatively spacious restaurant suddenly became very crowded. The tables were full of people, enjoying their breakfast contentedly. There were small and cute noodles. It looks a lot like the steamed stuffed buns I have eaten before, but are the steamed stuffed buns so fragrant?Isn't the dough stuffed with shredded cabbage fat?There are also porridge in plain white porcelain bowls, golden potato cakes, egg rolls, and other foods that I have never seen before.

Different foods emit different aromas, making people who wait in line feel hungrier and those who eat feel that their food is more delicious.When it was Polly's turn to pick up the food, he finally understood why the line moved so slowly, because he was the same, the aroma of every food made him want to taste it, but if everything asked him to It is estimated that I will be overwhelmed, and I am hesitant to know which one to choose.

The small pasta is indeed steamed stuffed bun. It is placed in a steamer made of bamboo and covered with white gauze. The skin is translucent, and the pale pink stuffing inside is faintly visible. The beautiful and neat small folds make it look fake. But the smell made him want to stuff it straight into his mouth.

There is a card next to each food, with the name of the food written on it, and the ingredients used for making it below. There is actually pork. You must know that in order to cater to the tastes of Americans, many Chinese foods now tend to choose chicken and meat. beef.Just try it, Polly told himself, even if the bun is only the size of his six-year-old daughter's fist, it is worth trying for the rich fragrance and beautiful appearance.

Polly was very glad that he did not hesitate to queue up, because after he put down the money and took the six small buns in the steamer, the handsome and silent oriental chef took out a small card and put it on the table, sold out A few words and beautiful cursive fonts made a girl in line behind him complain, so he decided to spend an extra two dollars for a bowl of porridge, and put it down when he walked past the egg roll with only one egg roll left. After paying two dollars, the chef took out a small card that was sold out and put it on the table, and the crowd who were still in line suddenly became a little chaotic.

He found a seat and started to enjoy his second breakfast. He chose gloves between chopsticks and disposable gloves, and after putting them on, he grabbed a small bun.It was very soft and elastic, so he had to treat it carefully, and gently bit open an opening, and the delicious juice flowed into his mouth. The juice contained the essence of the whole bun. After taking a sip, he closed his eyes and felt the tenderness from the steamed stuffed bun. I thank God for the deliciousness I have never tasted before. This is really the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds.Before I knew it, I ate all six buns, different flavors, but the same deliciousness.

When Ye Bai came out, the restaurant was noisy, many people crowded at the counter and said something to the two chefs in the kitchen, and there were two burly men, so tall that Ye Bai needed to look up, it was very stressful.It's just that the two chefs who couldn't understand English stood still, doing what they were doing on their own, and didn't care about the commotion in the restaurant.

"What happened? Do you need help?" The appearance of Ye Bai caused the guests to shift their targets instantly. They saw a slender and thin oriental girl who seemed to scare her if she spoke loudly. The faint smile on her white face made people I couldn't help but suppress the anxiety in my heart a little bit.

"Oh, finally someone who can understand English, do you work here, child?" An old woman with silver hair looked at her helplessly, "This is really bad, we waited for a long time But now the food is all sold out.” Even the porridge jars were bottomed out, and the old woman looked at the two chefs inside who were wiping the knives and washing the dishes, “These two chefs who don’t understand English Doesn't seem like we're going to do it again, you know we spent a long time queuing."

"I'm really sorry ma'am, but the breakfast we prepared today is sold out. This restaurant's business was not very good before, and we didn't know there would be so many people. I'm sorry, you know, the food from the flower grower is ready It's very troublesome, so we only sell out the prepared food every day and don't make new ones, everyone is welcome to come back tomorrow." Ye Bai said apologetically.

Two tall and burly men squeezed to the front from the crowd. Their bodies were covered with hard muscles, and their arms were covered with tattoos. "Really? Then what is your chef doing?" He motioned Ye Bai to turn around with a cold face.

Peng Tang was humming a song in a nonchalant voice, dripped a few drops of sesame oil into the hot pan and brushed it away, poured the prepared noodle soup into it, slowly shook the pan, and the thick noodle soup was baked on a low fire After the water was evaporated, it turned into a soft dough. When it smelled burnt, it was put on the plate, and three sheets were made in the blink of an eye.

Then pour in the sesame oil, heat it up, scoop out a large spoonful of marinated meat from the glass basin, and put it in. Ye Bai recognized that it was the stuffing left over from making steamed buns, so he thought about it and just poured the rest of the meat in. Yes, there is still the remaining minced shiitake mushrooms. Stir them evenly and spread them into cakes. They are quickly turned white in the oil pan and make a sizzling sound. The meat bursts under the oil wrap and gives off a strong aroma, which lingers in the entire restaurant, even if you just ate it Even after breakfast, I feel hungry again.

Stir the meat to give out its aroma. Add a few drops of soy sauce and sprinkle a few grains of sugar to give the delicious meat sauce a richer taste and a more attractive color. Cut the whole meat pie into three parts with a spatula and put them on three sheets In the prepared dough, take out the skin jelly from the freezer and put it on. The crystal clear skin jelly melts slowly after touching the heat, and the juice flows into the meat pie.

Peng Tang dipped his fingers in some water and wiped the edge of the dough, then pulled and twisted the middle, and it became a flat round cake, with the folds in the middle like a blooming flower.Then put it into the frying pan and bake until both sides are golden and crispy, put them into three plates, one in front of Yi Sang, and one for himself has already taken a bite, the outer skin is crispy and the meat filling is tender, Ye Bai sees someone swallowing unconsciously.

The whole process was dizzying, and it only took a minute or two from the beginning to the mouth. Ye Bai, who just said that it was troublesome to make Huahuajia food, was slapped in the face.Peng Tang pushed the last plate in front of her, and a lot of eyes immediately focused on her hand that was going to get the meatloaf.

"Tell them, what this Chinese restaurant sells in the future depends on the chef's mood. If there is no more, it will be gone. Let's go. We are going to start preparing lunch." Peng Tang wiped his hands after eating the meatloaf, he thought Asking Ye Bai to find a way to get ingredients from China, the meat here always feels wrong.

"Hey, you can't make money doing business like this, the customer is God, have you heard that?" Stark, who was supposed to be repairing armor in the basement, appeared in the restaurant at some point, speaking in awkward Chinese.His clothes were torn, and his hands were stained with oil. He consciously took a piece of wrapping paper for customers to take out and put it in his palm, took away the portion of meatloaf that belonged to Ye Bai, and bit it down. The crispy skin Blooming, the fragrant gravy flowed out, "So make me something to eat, the bun just now, and this." Two or three bites ate up a meatloaf.

"God? I'm sorry we don't believe in religion." Yi Sang, who had been wiping his knife, raised his eyelids and glanced at the very familiar man, "Are you the man Ye Bai picked up last night? What? Are you going to make a promise?" ? Exactly, we still need a dishwashing person."