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Chapter 21: A bowl of clear noodle soup with little water

Chapter 21 A bowl of clear noodle soup with little water

Since it is boiled dried noodles, there is no such thing as a noodle table.

However, Maxima is also a high-end hotel.

If you want to make stretched noodles on the spot, there are all the ingredients for the noodles.

Only the noodles, the buyer never bought them at all.

Fu Yu had no choice but to run to the supermarket in the back street by himself, and bought a bag of wide noodles with reference to the sketch.

He kept going back and forth like this, and it was already past the off-duty time.

The other people in the back kitchen have already made an appointment to go out tonight.

Now that something happened again, no one dared to leave.

Sun Qingning asked: "What's going on?"

Fu Yu explained: "Oh, the customer asked to cook another bowl of seafood noodles."

Sun Qingning breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, it was a false alarm."

Then he remembered something and worried: "But Chef Zhao is not here, so what should I do?"

Fu Yu said, "I'll cook."

Sun Qingning wanted to say, can you do it?

The words came to his lips, and he swallowed them back.

Now that the head chef and the head chef are gone, only Fu Yu and Yao Yihang can barely support the countertop among the small workers in the back kitchen.

"Then shall I help you?"

Sun Qingning spoke sincerely.

With Zhao Meng not here, there are only a few of them left, and they help each other as much as they can.

Especially there is no competitive relationship between him and Fu Yu.

After the previous incident, Sun Qingning has consciously put himself out of the competition for the regular spot.

Fu Yu waved his hand: "No, you go and play, it's just a bowl of noodles, I can make it myself."

Sun Qingning wanted to say more, but was stopped by others.

"Fu Yu said it's all right, so let's go first."

Everyone doesn’t say anything, but they actually have opinions in their hearts.

They are all small kitchen workers, but Fu Yu can get Zhao Meng's love and attention.

Jealousy and envy are one aspect, mainly due to imbalance in the heart.

Fu Yu, why should he!

Yao Yihang got Gu Yunwu's attention because although Yao Yihang was a lottery player like Fu Yu, when he applied for the job, he already had more than two years of work experience.

Not only can I cook the stove independently, but also I am outstanding among several small workers, whether it is knife skills or spoon turning skills.

Yao Yihang has convincing capital.

What does Fu Yu have?

A poor boy from a county town.

Graduated from chef school, no cooking experience.

Counting and counting, there is no convincing place!

The others met and left.

Fu Yu was the only one left in the kitchen.

Noodle soup is not difficult.

Fu Yu prepared the ingredients and poured oil into the pot.

When the oil is hot, sprinkle chopped green onion, and when the aroma comes up, immediately pour the prepared warm water into the pot.

He was busy, Wang Yuxuan came over to the back kitchen to see how his preparations were going.

"Why are you the only one left? What about the others?"

Fu Yu turned around: "Leaving get off work."

Wang Yuxuan frowned: "The customers are still waiting, and they all left? There is no one to help you?"

Fu Yu explained: "It's just cooking a bowl of noodles. If I can get busy, I'll let them go."

Wang Yuxuan nodded. Hearing what Fu Yu said, it seemed that there was nothing difficult.

Do you want to cook noodles? When the water is boiled, put it into the pot. What materials should be put in?

She thought so, so when she saw Fu Yu put a small handful of dried noodles into the pot, her eyes widened in amazement.

No, this is too easy to deal with, right?

The customer ordered seafood noodles, a bowl of 168, and the next pot of noodles is the most expensive at no more than eight yuan?

This. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?

The bowl that Chef Zhao made just now was full of color and fragrance. When she was serving the dish, she felt her appetite whetted by the delicious smell.

Now Fu Yu cooks a pot of dried noodles, with only these ingredients, what kind of seafood can make up for the difference in taste at the end!

What nonsense!

If a bowl of dried noodles is served, the customers will have to turn their faces.

There were no outsiders in the back kitchen, Wang Yuxuan looked at Fu Yu in disbelief: "You are planning to cook a pot of dried noodles for customers? No matter how you cook this thing, it is still dried noodles!"

"Let me tell you, Fu Yu, don't listen to what the customers say, it will be served to the table in a while. If the seafood noodles are not cooked to their liking, this matter will definitely never end!"

"If the customers make a fuss and Zhao Chu and the others are not here, the responsibility will be yours in the end! What will you do then? Finally, the boss knows that a fine is a trivial matter, and if you fail it, you will be fired!"

Wang Yuxuan became more and more anxious as he talked: "If you really don't know how to do it, you should hurry up and see if you should contact Zhao Chu or order a bowl outside. Let's get past this level first."

Fu Yu used chopsticks to stir the noodles in the pot to avoid sticking.

"No, it's too late. Chef Zhao's seafood noodles are very authentic. They are not satisfied. Even if they order them from outside, the taste will definitely not be good."

Wang Yuxuan was in a hurry: "You know the situation, and you still mess around! How can you be so foolish! I think it's better to call Zhao Chu as soon as possible, even if you ask the customer to wait for a while, it's better than you carrying noodles!"

Fu Yu kept moving his hands, stirred the noodles again, and casually sprinkled the prepared shrimp skins into it.

"No, Chef Zhao went to the music restaurant to help, and he will definitely not come back."

Wang Yuxuan was furious: "Then you can't mess around!"

Fu Yu turned down the fire a little more: "It's okay, I know what's going on."

Wang Yuxuan: "." How many farts do you have!

Fu Yu: "Okay, the pot will be ready soon, I will bring it to them myself in a while."

Wang Shuxuan sneered: "Even if you take it yourself, they won't buy it! Let me tell you, if there is a real trouble in a while, I can't save you!"

The noodles are cooked.

Fu Yu fished out the noodles with a strainer and put them in a large bowl prepared in advance.

The porcelain white surface of the large bowl is ordinary, but the bottom of the bowl is a bit deep.

When the noodles are filled in, the green line will appear immediately.

Following the instructions, Fu Yu filled one-third of the noodles, poured the soup on top, and finally picked out the shrimp skins with chopsticks and placed them on top.

In order to look better, Fu Yu also went to the storage room to fill a plate of freshly marinated lemon chicken feet, as well as hot and sour secret radish cubes.

A bowl of noodles, two side dishes.

Fu Yu went to private room 210 with a tray.

Wang Yuxuan followed behind, his mind full of thoughts of breaking the jar.

The customer ordered seafood noodles.

What the back kitchen brought up was clear noodle soup with little water.

After a while, I'm afraid this side will be directly buckled on the table, right? !

OK!

At the same time, in private room 210.

Xu Dan frowned, looking at Su Ying who looked expectant next to her.

She didn't want to disappoint Su Ying.

This child is so obedient, it's rare to make a request, and since she agreed, she wants to help make it happen. ,

But the young chef just now looked really unreliable.