Life is a Game

Wu Minqi has worked in the Healthy Stir-Fry Restaurant for so long, and if she didn't get a penny of wages, she was just doing nothing. The main reason is that she didn't realize that she needed wages. It is to hone her cooking skills, she is borrowing land to practice, not to work after school.

Wu Minqi took her father to introduce him to the structure of the back kitchen, where are the dishes, where are the seasonings, where are the dishes, the distribution of the stove, etc., and finally took him to the storage room and told him where the various seasonings are stored, If you don't have it, just come and get it.

"Qiqi, how much do you pay for a part-time job here?" Wu Hanxue (Wu Minqi's father) asked.

"Part-time job?" Wu Minqi dug out a bag of white sugar from the cabinet. The back kitchen's white sugar was all gone by Jiang Feng in the morning. She came here to find white sugar, "I just borrowed their back kitchen to practice, not part-time work."

Wu Hanxue: ...

His daughter must have been stupid in learning how to cook all these years.

"Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wang are very nice people. If I want to use the kitchen to figure out any dishes, I can use them at any time, and I don't have to buy the ingredients myself. When Jiang Feng and I practiced cooking, the dishes were sold as specials, so I wrote them in It's on the sign at the door." Wu Minqi said, "This cabinet is full of sugar, the dry goods are over there, and the oil is there, the flour is in the yellow cabinet, and the white cabinet has..."

Seeing that Wu Minqi knew everything about the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant by heart, Wu Hanxue combined with the guess his wife had just told him, couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, the daughter is extroverted.

After Wu Minqi introduced to Wu Hanxue and returned to the back kitchen with sugar, Jiang Feng was still making shredded yams, using the method of sinking sugar in oil.

Wu Minqi glanced at the candy jar, it couldn't be more empty.

"I'll pour the sugar in and you can get it yourself later," Wu Minqi said to Jiang Feng.

"Okay." Jiang Feng nodded and continued to stare at the pot.

Wu Minqi looked at the list and started to work, leaving only Wu Hanxue doing nothing, standing next to Jiang Feng and watching him make silk yam.

"Two servings of ants climbing the tree, and three servings of Sichuan-flavored jelly. Aunt Wang bought the jelly from the store behind and delivered it soon." Ji Yue came in with a post-it note.

Wu Hanxue rolled up his sleeves and got ready to work. It's time to show his daughter's classmate and classmate's father his professionalism as a five-star hotel chef.

Comrade Wang Xiulian was very efficient. She bought all the jelly noodles in the store at the back. It was a big pot. Duang put it on the kitchen counter and went out to work.

As soon as the ants climbed the tree out of the pot, Ji Yue came in with a note: "Ants climbed the tree 2 for dine-in, 1 for take-out, 6 servings of Sichuan-style jelly, 2 servings of Kung Pao Chicken, 1 serving of shredded potato rice , 2 servings of fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, 1 serving of scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

After a while, Ji Yue came in again.

"3 servings of ants climbing the tree, 1 serving of roasted chestnut chicken, 1 serving of shredded yam, 4 servings of Sichuan-style jelly, and 3 servings of takeaway Kung Pao Chicken."

Within two minutes, Ji Yue came in again.

"1 serving of ants climbing the tree, 3 servings of chestnut roast chicken, 5 servings of Sichuan-style jelly for dine-in and 3 servings for take-out."

After twelve o'clock, it is the time when the small restaurants around the school are full of customers. The students of University A who have some money in their pockets and have no classes in the afternoon, who have attended classes all morning, who would not want to reward themselves with a good meal at a healthy stir-fry restaurant? Woolen cloth?

Anyway, there is no class in the afternoon, so I am not afraid to wait.

The regular customers of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant have even grasped the rules of Jiang Weiguo's appearance in the back kitchen. Coupled with Sun Guanyun's Cantonese cuisine bombing last time, the vigilant guests have noticed that the back kitchen may Another randomly dropped chef.

The buddy who was the first to eat ants climbing a tree was so excited that he almost licked his plate.

A master of Sichuan cuisine randomly dropped in the back kitchen of the healthy stir-fry restaurant!

The students from Sichuan who heard the news almost burst the door of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant. Although Wu Minqi's Sichuan cuisine is also good, it is far behind her father.

The ants made by Wu Hanxue climb the tree, and the minced meat is pasted on the vermicelli. The vermicelli is oily, soft and tender, with crispy gluten, unique flavor, and light taste. It is definitely the top grade among vegetarian dishes.

This is the signature dish of Wu's restaurant, and the price in Wu's restaurant is three times higher than that in healthy stir-fry restaurants.

A university student who is a little bit more knowledgeable knows what this ants climbing a tree means once he eats it.

Miss today and wait another year!

No, it may not be possible to wait a year.

With the experience of the Cantonese cuisine bombing last time, Shaxian snacks and the ramen restaurant on the opposite side naturally gave up the tables and chairs in their own stores, and Jiang Feng was also naturally deprived of the qualification to cook in the back kitchen and exiled to the lobby to wipe the tables. Diners also naturally ordered ants climbing trees, chestnut roast chicken and Sichuan-style jelly.

Everything is natural.

Only Wu Hanxue felt unnatural.

Ever since he cooked the first ants on the tree, he hasn't stopped. Ji Yue kept reporting the dishes to the back kitchen, basically those dishes.

"3 servings of ants climbing the tree, 4 servings of Sichuan-style jelly for takeaway, 2 servings of roasted chestnut chicken, 1 serving of Kung Pao Chicken, and 2 servings of fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl for delivery."

"1 takeaway of chili fried pork, 2 takeaways of tomato scrambled egg rice bowl, 2 takeaways of ground three delicacies, and 5 takeaways of Sichuan-style jelly."

"1 serving of onion scrambled egg rice bowl, 3 servings of Sichuan jelly, 1 serving of ants climbing a tree."

"Sichuan flavor jelly..."

Wu Minqi was even able to spare time to help with the packing.

Wu Hanxue began to doubt life.

He understands the truth, but why does this seemingly ordinary restaurant have such a good business?

The same goes for the Wu Family Restaurant.

Wu Hanxue, who doubted his life, continued to cook.

On the other side, Jiang Feng saw Zhang Zhiyun in the lobby again.

He was too impressed with Zhang Zhiyun, all thanks to Cao Guixiang's 9 dishes in the game recipes, and he couldn't wait to be friends with Zhang Zhiyun. Maybe one day, posting a side mission is a memory, shaking hands with Zhang Zhiyun is a memory, cooking for Zhang Zhiyun is a memory.

This could be a walking humanoid memory bank!

Zhang Zhiyun came to have dinner with his roommate, since he ate Sun Guanyun's fried beef that day, everything he ate was tasteless, and he lost several catties in just ten days. His roommate was the one who came to the healthy cooking restaurant with him last time, a native of Shu, who was so excited that he couldn't control himself after eating a plate of ants climbing a tree.

"Fourth, you must try this. Let me tell you that there are not many restaurants in Sichuan that can make this taste. I have eaten it at Wu's Restaurant, which is the most famous five-star restaurant in Sichuan. The price of vegetables is three times this!" Zhang Zhiyun's roommate felt that what he eats is what he earns, so he excitedly said to Jiang Feng, "Please come to another order of ants climbing up the tree to pack!"

Zhang Zhiyun took a sip.

"It's okay, it's not as delicious as my grandma's cooking."

"Blow it on you." The roommate didn't believe it.

Zhang Zhiyun couldn't explain it either, his grandma had passed away for many years, but in his memory, Cao Guixiang's cooking skills were the best, even the chefs in other hotels couldn't compare.

Before he knew it, Cao Guixiang had disappeared from his life for many years, and he began to forget even the taste of those dishes.

Jiang Feng and Ji Yue said to add another packaged ants climbing the tree, walked to Zhang Zhiyun's side, and said with a smile: "My guest, I think you only ordered this jelly. There is a new dish, would you like to help try it?"

"Trying dishes?" Zhang Zhiyun hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Feng went into the back kitchen.

"Son, what's the matter? Isn't it busy in front?" Jiang Jiankang asked.

"A customer ordered sweet and sour chicken," Jiang Feng said.

"Sweet and sour chicken?" Jiang Jiankang frowned. "I remember that you seem to have done something similar. The current students really don't understand. Last time someone asked if they could fry the air, but they couldn't understand it."

Cao Guixiang made A-grade Zhang Zhiyun chicken, and Jiang Feng's failed C-grade chicken was sweet and sour chicken at best.

But Jiang Feng's failed product looked very similar to Cao Guixiang's finished product, and there was no difference without trying it. Zhang Zhiyun chicken looks a bit like lychee meat, but the color of the sauce is different, and the taste is even more varied.

The chicken in the back kitchen is all marinated. You only need to open the cross knife, and the dish will be out of the pan in just a few minutes.

【Zhang Zhiyun Chicken (failed) Grade C】

A 100% failure rate is really not covered.

Jiang Feng brought the failed product in front of Zhang Zhiyun, who was stunned when Zhang Zhiyun saw the dish.

"Hey, why is the shape of this dish so strange?" Roommate asked curiously.

"This is how the chicken looks when it's fried with a cross knife." Zhang Zhiyun explained, then turned to Jiang Feng and said, "This new dish in your shop is very similar to a dish my grandma used to make for me. "

Pick up a piece and enter.

It wasn't that smell, but it reminded Zhang Zhiyun of that smell.

"How?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's... not bad, but, but I think my grandma's sauce is more delicious. Hey, I don't know how to make the sauce. I can't tell. My mother learned it and it doesn't taste like that. I don't mean this The food is not tasty, but I think it's almost something." Zhang Zhiyun smiled apologetically, "What's the name of this dish?"

"I haven't decided on the name yet. I'm still thinking about this dish. Add a WeChat account. We can chat about this dish and you can give me some advice." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Ah? Okay, okay. I'll ask my mother later, my grandma taught her." Zhang Zhiyun nodded, took out his phone and added Jiang Feng's WeChat.

Even though the taste was not the one he remembered, Zhang Zhiyun couldn't help but tasted a few more mouthfuls, and his roommate curiously picked up a chopstick to taste it too.

"Sweet and sour, I don't like this kind of dish very much." The roommate said no, "By the way, you just said that your grandma made a very similar one. What is your grandma's name?"

Zhang Zhiyun was silent.

"It's called Yun Chicken. Actually, I wanted to eat General Tso's Chicken at that time, but my grandma didn't know how to cook it, so she made a random dish to fool me. She said that this dish was specially made for me, so it was called Yun Chicken. "

Zhang Zhiyun recalled the day when he was very young, clamoring for Zuo Zongtang's chicken.

"Ah, you lied!"

"Ah, can you cook General Tso's chicken for me tomorrow?"

"Ah, ah, I just want to eat General Tso's chicken!"

"Yunyun, do you know what this dish is called?"

"what is it call?"

"This is cooked specially for you. It's called Zhang Zhiyun's Chicken. This is a dish specially cooked for Yunyun. Yunyun can call it whatever he wants. Ah, I don't know how to cook Zuo Zongtang's chicken, so I will give it to you in the future." Is it okay for Yunyun to burn this?"

"good!"

"Fourth, fourth, what's the matter with you? What are you thinking, let's eat!" The roommate dragged the dazed Zhang Zhiyun back.

"It's nothing." Zhang Zhiyun picked up the chopsticks again, "I miss me."

Always wanted to.