Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Chapter 167 Class Representative in the Diner

Kimchi takes a long time to pickle, so Zhao Xiaojing decided to make kimchi first.

Marinate the shredded cabbage with salt, pour out the water after half an hour, then add garlic cloves, chili pepper, wild pepper, and also pour in the water from the wild pepper.

While the cabbage is pickled, boil some vinegar water. Add white vinegar and a small amount of rock sugar and bring to a boil.

Finally, put the cabbage into the kimchi jar that Zhao Xiaojing bought in the morning. After filling it up, press it down, pour in cooled vinegar water to completely cover the cabbage, then cover the jar and refrigerate it. The flavor will come out after about a day.

While the vegetables were being pickled, the rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was extremely dark. Zhao Xiaojing even turned on the kitchen light to illuminate the process.

Zhao Xiaojing took a look at the heavy rain outside, which was like pouring water, thought for a moment, and called Wen Jin.

"Eat, of course! Just do it, it's convenient, it's okay, they can drive over.

Don't worry, I will ask them to drive slowly. It's not that I force them to take it. They just said they would eat it even if they were stabbed. They would feel uncomfortable if they didn't eat it!" Wen Jin said firmly over the phone.

Originally I thought about the heavy rain and it would be unsafe for Wen Jin’s employees to drive out on the elevated road to get the food, so I thought about canceling the order today since the food hadn’t been cooked yet anyway.

After receiving Wen Jin's firm reply, Zhao Xiaojing no longer insisted. She washed her hands and prepared 33 meals. She also boiled a large pot of boiling hot ginger cola to accompany the order and put it in the takeaway cups that she usually used to sell sugar water.

Just after half past eleven, two young men who were getting food rushed into the store holding umbrellas, but the rain was so heavy that both of their shoulders were wet.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing turned around and brought two cups of ginger cola left over from packing to the two of them. "Drink before you go, get rid of the cold. Don't catch a cold in this heavy rain."

Hey, be careful, it’s hot!

The two of them happily took it, but before they could hear Xiaoshenshen, they both burned their tongues and gasped. "Hiss!"

"Sister, your shredded ginger is so tasty! It tastes so good even when it's scalded!"

"That's right! It's delicious!" The two boys' eyes were filled with tears, but they still forced themselves to take a breath and praised it.

Zhao Xiaojing held back her laughter and took some paper for the two of them. She let Su Yuchen entertain them and went back into the kitchen.

As Xiaozhi expected, it rained continuously throughout the afternoon and there were very few customers. Most of them were nearby residents or people passing by who came in to take shelter from the rain and have a meal.

Fortunately, Xiaozhi reminded them early, and there wasn’t much food to prepare, so the ingredients weren’t wasted much.

At 12:, there were only two or three customers left in the restaurant. Zhao Xiaojing brought out the dishes and called Su Yuchen, "Eat!"

Zhao Xiaojing served a bowl of potatoes and beef brisket, fried some fresh vegetables, and poured each of them a glass of ginger-shredded cola.

The shredded ginger cola was what was left after Wen Jin and the others packed up. Zhao Xiaojing reheated it before cooking. It was not so hot now, but still warm enough for drinking.

This shredded ginger cola is a unique drink in Hubei Province. Boil the cola, add the thinly shredded ginger, cook on medium heat for five minutes, then turn off the heat and simmer for a while.

Although it sounds a bit dark, the origin of Coca-Cola is actually in pharmacies in the 19th century. It was introduced as a cold medicine in the United States. Later, the addictive cola ingredient was removed and it was sold as a beverage.

Ginger cola, on the other hand, emphasizes the combination of spicy and sweet flavors, and is mainly used to disperse the body's heat. After drinking it, you will sweat quickly, which can dispel wind and cold.

Although it may feel strange when you drink it for the first time, the more you drink it, the more you get addicted to it. After taking a sip, you will feel a spicy sensation in your throat, and the unique sweetness of cola interweaves with each other in your taste buds, stimulating a unique taste that makes people feel endless aftertaste.

"It's flavorful! Although I don't eat ginger, ginger cola must have ginger flavor!" Su Yuchen finished it in one breath, put down the cup happily, and imitated the customers in the store, scooped a few spoonfuls of potato and beef brisket soup with a small spoon and poured it on the rice and mixed it.

Seeing Su Yuchen mixing rice, the two guests next to him laughed. "Boss, you are not professional. There is not enough soup and it is not tasty. You have to soak every grain of rice until it feels like it is covered with soup. That is the taste!"

"Yeah, you guys eat it every day, how come your mixing is so amateurish!"

The two guests who were joking were from the surrounding area. They had eaten here several times in the past few days and had gradually become familiar with the two.

From the moment Zhao Xiaojing served the dishes and called for dinner, the two guests stretched their necks to look over here, and saw that it turned out that the boss was eating the same thing as them.

"Well, I'll just mix a spoonful to taste it. Seeing the customers always mixing it with rice, I'm jealous." Su Yuchen said with a smile.

"You are mixing beef soup with rice, so you need to pour a little more. The beef soup is not very strong in taste. Pouring more on the rice will allow you to taste the mixed aroma of beef and potatoes. But it's different when mixing pork trotters with rice. You can only pour one spoonful of soup. If you put too much, it will be too salty and a bit choking!" the diner summed up with gestures.

"As for Mapo Tofu, it's best to mix a little at a time, and when you've finished half of the rice, directly serve the other half, and then mix it with the whole plate of rice. The taste will be just right!" added another diner.

Zhao Xiaojing and Su Yuchen looked at each other. They didn't expect that there would be class representatives among the guests, and their summary was so accurate. They all laughed.

"How do you eat stir-fried pork liver?" Seeing that the two of them were talking very clearly, Zhao Xiaojing continued to ask with interest.

"I don't eat liver. I don't know about this. He likes to eat it. Let him tell me if he's older!" The guest on the left pointed at the guest sitting opposite him.

"Eat one bite of the liver and one bite of rice! Or eat the liver with the green onions inside and then eat a bite of rice. The liver is delicious for its tender, crispy taste, too much soup is not good.

But speaking of pig liver, why do I feel that the boss's cooking skills have improved rapidly? The past few times I've eaten this dish, I feel that the cooking is getting better and better?" The diner on the right who likes to eat liver wondered.

"You're definitely making progress. You've been practicing your fire skills intentionally. Your sense of taste is really sharp. You can taste it all!" Zhao Xiaojing couldn't help but admire.

In the past few days, Zhao Xiaojing has been studying the fire skills course in the learning module whenever she has free time. After a few days, she has studied for more than 400 hours and has completed half of the course.

Of course she could feel the progress, but it was so small that she thought others hadn't noticed. She hadn't expected that diners' tongues were so powerful.

"Hehe! Of course, I used to run two restaurants, which totaled ten years!" The diner on the right smiled and proudly picked up the last piece of spicy and sour chicken offal in the bowl, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

"It's not just the liver, the spicy and sour chicken offal has also improved, but the liver is particularly dependent on the heat if it is to be fried well, and it is most obvious when eaten."

"Uncle, you are very knowledgeable. Why didn't the restaurant open later?" Su Yuchen asked curiously.

“Hey, in a restaurant, it looks like all you have to do is buy some vegetables and cook, but that’s not the case.” The uncle on the right said, curling his lips and putting down his chopsticks.