Afterwards, Taishi Xingwei briefly explained to Daolin about the Master of Cooking Competition and left.
The profession of chef is actually all about cooking. The most basic thing is to cook the food. The high-end ones also add color, flavor and flavor based on the cooking. The more high-end ones are to create new heights based on the original finished product.
Dolin still loves to learn. After knowing so many things about the chef world, he is becoming more and more interested in the books left by his great-grandfather. With the help of his master, he will definitely be able to fulfill his great-grandfather's legacy.
While Dolin was deep in thought, he suddenly discovered that these students were organizing their things.
"What are you doing?" Dolin hurriedly approached and asked.
"Go make money, otherwise I can still spend your money?" Shu Jue Qin An said as he put pen, ink, paper and inkstone into a small box.
Dolin stared at them with wide eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"We can't help you, I'm really sorry." Xiaopang Sha Jue came over and said. Behind him were Qin Jue Qianxue, Qi Jue Mo Ran, Shi Jue Chen Feng, Sword Jue Su Chen, and Tea Jue Sanpin.
"It's okay, don't take it too seriously." Dolin waved his hands indifferently and said with a smile.
"You remember to set up a stall outside in the afternoon." Taishi Xingwei's voice sounded from the second floor.
Daolin was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the stall outside the door had been allocated to him, and he also needed to make money by setting up a stall and cooking.
"Can I sell the alcohol after I quit drinking?" Dorian asked back.
"Don't sell his wine for now, otherwise I can't guarantee whether anyone will buy your food." Taishi Xingwei said mercilessly.
Daolin started to pack up his tools with a look of helplessness. The golden sword given by the Emperor could not be exposed casually, so he specially prepared a set of ordinary knives.
Walk out of the courtyard, set up the stall on the right side of the door, and prepare the required ingredients and seasonings.
Dowling also deliberately erased the sign and wrote on it again: "Super delicious fried rice for 10 taels per serving, ordering for 100 taels per serving."
The next thing is to wait for customers to come to the door. A food stall like his that has just been set up has no reputation, so the customer flow is not large.
Not a single meal was sold all morning.
Daolin was not agitated. He leaned on the table with his legs crossed and hummed like he did when he first met Taishi Xingwei.
It was almost noon when someone finally came over to ask.
"Young master, if your price is so high, can you get any customers?" A beautiful middle-aged woman stood in front of the stall and asked curiously.
"I can only say that the food I cook is more than this price." Dorian sat up straight and replied.
"You even said it's not worth the price yet you still write it so high." The beautiful middle-aged woman covered her mouth and laughed.
"You may have heard wrongly. What I said is not just this price, but the price of my dishes can be higher."
The beautiful middle-aged woman was dressed very richly, and she looked like the hostess of a wealthy family.
"Okay, then you give me some fried rice first. I want to see how delicious the fried rice is for ten taels." The beautiful middle-aged woman took out ten taels of silver and put it on the stall.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Dolin stood up, put the money into the small bag on his waist and said with a smile.
Dolin first cut out the required ingredients, then took out three eggs and knocked them into the bowl. With a quick shake of his wrist, only a shadow could be seen on the chopsticks, and the eggs were beaten into egg liquid.
Then Dowling brought out another bowl of rice, poured the egg liquid into the rice, and then started stirring again until every rice grain was covered with egg liquid, and then started to light the fire.
Heat the oil in the pan…
Pour the prepared rice into it and stir it over quickly with a frying spoon. The originally sticky rice is instantly fried, just like golden beans tumbling in the pot.
Pour the diced carrots, diced mushrooms, and diced meat prepared in advance into it, rummaging through it again, and then Dolin took out his secret weapon—East China Sea sea salt.
Sprinkle a small spoonful of sparkling sea salt into the pot, then add some pepper, and start stir-frying. The golden rice grains take off and fall happily in the pot.
At the last moment, Daolin took out a few large shrimps that had been wrapped and dethreaded and put them into the pot. After the shrimps changed color, Daolin turned off the heat and the golden fried rice with shrimps, diced meat, and eggs was ready.
"Are you going to eat here or take it away?" Dowling asked.
"I want to take it away. If it's delicious, I'll buy it. I live nearby." The beautiful middle-aged woman said with a smile. In fact, she was already very greedy, but her status did not allow her to eat at a roadside stall.
Dowling put it in a takeout paper bag that he had prepared in advance. The beautiful middle-aged woman took it and turned around and left. She couldn't wait to go back and taste it.
Dorian cleaned the pots and dishes and continued to sit down and lay them out.
After a while, a man dressed as a servant hurried over.
"Little master, buy ten more portions of fried rice!" the servant said, putting the one hundred taels of silver in his hand on the stall.
"Okay, wait a minute." Dolin stood up with a smile. He was happy not only because he made money, but also because his cooking skills were recognized by the diners.
Soon, ten portions of fried rice were prepared by him, and the servant took the fried rice and ran away quickly.
"Business is good today!" Jijiu asked as he walked out of the courtyard with a smile.
"It's not bad, hahaha!" Daolin took out one hundred and ten taels of silver and bumped it in his hand and said.
"So much?" Qingjiu's eyes lit up.
"That's necessary. Who am I? The whole street must be conquered by my cooking skills once I take action!" Dolin raised his head and said in a sullen voice.
"That's all you have to offer!" Taishi Xingwei also came out and laughed and scolded.
"Master, I have to start step by step. The first step is to conquer this street, the next step is to conquer the entire Nancheng District, and then the entire Imperial Capital!" Daolin said with a smile.
"That's pretty much it. It's already noon. Let's eat fried rice too. Just in time for me to taste your fried rice skills." Taishi Xingwei said.
Daolin nodded. There are only nine people left in the family now. Don't worry about the four people who went out to make money. Nine portions of golden shrimp, diced meat and egg fried rice will be fried by Daolin in a short while.
Everyone started eating directly at the stall.
"It's delicious! It's so delicious. The rice is plump and every bite is full of aftertaste!" Qianxue exclaimed, covering her mouth.
"Yes, these shrimps are so tender, every bite is satisfying!" Mo Ran echoed.
Dolin had a smile on his face and felt happy in his heart.
"Master, haven't you made fried rice for them?" Daolin asked in a low voice in Taishi Xingwei's ear.
Taishi Xingwei shook his head and replied: "The college is poor, and those ingredients can only be sold for money."
Dolin felt sad after hearing this. Life for these senior brothers and sisters of the same age was indeed not easy.
"From now on, I will make delicious food for you every day and keep you fat and healthy." Dolin said, patting his chest.
"Then we can kill pigs and eat meat during the Chinese New Year?" Xiao Fat asked as he stuffed a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.
"Yes, I will eat your meat during the Chinese New Year this year." Dolin nodded and smiled, and then everyone laughed too.