"Here, two bowls of rice cake, try it quickly!" The boss came over with two big white bowls, interrupting Yu Jian's thoughtfulness.
She looked at this man. He was of medium build, a little thin, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked a bit like Yu's father. However, he was lean and had muscular arms exposed under his sleeves.
Looking at her lovingly at this moment, she thanked her and showed a sweet smile. Now, the man looked at her with even more satisfaction.
Dad Yu took a sip of the soup, and it tasted like this! He scooped up the rice dumplings and put them into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Ajian, this is your uncle Jianping."
Yu Jianping, Yu Jianguo’s younger brother, his parents died young, so Grandpa Yu took him in and taught him cooking skills.
Yu Jian called someone again and cast a puzzled look at Yu's father. Why had she never heard that she had an uncle?
"Your grandfather's close disciple came to the capital very early and did well. He opened a small shop of his own." Father Yu finished his meal in one go, took another sip of soup, and wiped his mouth casually.
This made Yu Jianping so angry that he gathered the rag in his hand into strips and waved it at Yu's father gently: "What nonsense are you talking about! I can't compare to you, a cook in a big hotel."
The two bickered back and forth, leaving Yu Jian dumbfounded.
Could it be...this is the legendary business blowing??
Yu Jian sipped the soup in the bowl and took a bite of the rice cake.
I couldn't help but turn my attention to this seemingly ordinary breakfast. The soup was milky white, and you could taste the rich flavor after just a little taste. It must have been a soup stock that had been simmered for a long time. The rice cakes were chewy and a little chewy in the mouth.
Yu Jian took a closer look and let out a sigh. It turned out to be steamed layer by layer, and there were tiny holes on the surface, no wonder it could allow the soup to penetrate.
When Yu Jianping saw her eating carefully, he couldn't help but feel a little proud: "My kueh noodles are the only one in the whole capital."
Looking at the stalls that are now crowded, there are indeed some tricks.
Father Yu hurriedly rushed people to do their work, and he also tidied up and stood up to give up his seat. Seeing that he was really busy, he went to help.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the breakfast shop closed on time. Yu Jianping's small shop opened at five o'clock and ended on time at nine o'clock. It wouldn't be enough to stay open for one more minute.
Yu Jian laughed in her heart when she saw the late regular customers stamping their feet at the door of the store in annoyance and not daring to go up and argue with the boss.
This is the boss who makes the diners scared. She has seen such a restaurant. She can't help but wonder in her heart, how can such a small naked body have such great charm.
"What? Are you going to have a Chaozhou banquet?" Yu Jianping dug his ears, thinking he heard wrongly.
He lived not far away, in a house at the end of the alley. After closing time, he took the father and daughter home and treated Yu Jianguo to tea that he had collected for a long time.
Yu Jianguo was a little unconvinced by his look. He rubbed his neck and asked, "Why can't I?"
Yu Jianping sneered: "I'm not laughing at you, Jianguo. When it comes to knife skills, you are indeed that good." He gave a thumbs up, "But you said that the stir-fry is seasoned, but I feel like it's missing something. It's not that it doesn't taste good.
, but not to the level of a banquet.”
Every sentence makes sense, but Dad Yu feels that every word is heartbreaking.
He didn't know how much he weighed, so he pulled Yu Jian to him: "I have a daughter! My daughter's craftsmanship is very good!"
Yu Jianping looked at the two father and daughter up and down, pointed at Yu's father and said with a smile: "You bastard, how could you pull your daughter out? This girl is still in school, right?!"
Yu Jian nodded calmly: "Uncle, don't believe it? But there is no rule that a little girl who studies cannot be good at cooking."
Yu Jianping was stunned by her words and was stunned for half a second. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, took a breath of air, and asked Yu's father with a cold face: "Yu Jianguo, are you crazy? The little baby won't let her study hard and do anything."
This kind of rough work?"
In his early years, his family was so poor that he could not even afford the funeral expenses for his parents, let alone go to school. The grandfather of the Yu family was kind and taught him his craft, and he did not know how to make a living.
But after I came out, I realized that I was uneducated and uneducated, and I was looked down upon wherever I went.
"I don't think cooking is a menial job." Yu Jian gave her father a comforting look, then turned to look at Yu Jianping, with piety and confidence on her face, "Food is the most important thing for people, if there is no cook, how can we do it?"
Can the public taste the world's delicacies? Besides... my grades are good!"
"Yes, yes!" After being reminded by Yu Jian, Yu's father also came to his senses and told Yu Jianping quite proudly, "Jian got second place in the whole grade this time! The teacher said that if you work harder, you will be the best."
I can go to Beijing University!"
real?
Yu Jianping looked at Yu Jian with some disbelief, and Yu Jian nodded solemnly.
"Then what do you mean?" Yu Jianping poured out the water in the tea bowl and refilled it with fresh water.
Dad Yu asked a bit doggedly: "Can we just use the old dish we learned before..."
"I can't teach you. If you could learn, you would have learned it by now. Why don't you teach your daughter... You have to show me what she is capable of first." She took a sip of tea and asked Yu Jian, "What kind of rice cake did you eat today?"
what do you think?"
So he was waiting for her here!
This was not a problem for her. Yu Jian recalled the taste of breakfast and replied: "Uncle's rice dumplings are very interesting."
"Oh? What's an interesting idea?" Yu Jianping became interested when he heard her describe it like this.
"This cake seems to be a whole piece, but it is actually layered. Uncle, you should use such a large stainless steel container," Yu Jian gestured the size, "Brush a thin layer of oil on the bottom, pour a layer of rice milk, and put it in the pot
Steam, wait until the first layer is cooked, and then pour the second layer. Repeat this for seven layers, and you will get the cake in your mouth. So although it is thick, if you taste it carefully, you will find that the soup can seep into it quickly.
Compared with the kueh sold by other stores, it is much better! So uncle, your business is good!"
Finally, don’t forget to praise me. After all, everyone loves to hear nice words!
Father Yu was silent...
Yu Jianping also fell silent...and stopped midway pouring the tea.
After a long time, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. He laughed twice, drank all the tea in the bowl in one gulp, and exhaled loudly: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"Jianguo! You gave birth to a good daughter! Our Lao Yu family is about to get up!"
Yu Jianping's abilities are much more than that. Grandpa Yu's evaluation of him back then was: If this boy had been more patient, he would have been the chef of the state-owned restaurant. But this boy always said that he had no future in a small county town, and he didn't care about everyone.
I persuaded him to leave with all his baggage.
Leaving Father Yu as a half-hearted person makes Grandpa Yu feel heartbroken every day.
Yu Jianping has a dish that is the main purpose of Yu’s father coming back - lotus seed paste.
This ancient dish has a long history. It is said that it was popular in Chaozhou four hundred years ago. However, as times change, more and more young people choose Western-style dining, and some dishes have gradually become lost dishes.
"Girl, do you want to learn?" Yu Jianping looked into her eyes and asked.