The ninth day of the first lunar month, forever and ever.
Yu's Restaurant quietly put up a sign saying it was open for business, and the long-lost beige lights also turned on.
Zhou Xiaoyan spent the entire holiday counting the days repeatedly, and finally got to the day when she went to work. She was so excited that she didn't fall asleep all night.
Today she put on several layers of powder to cover the dark circles under her eyes. But this still did not affect her good mood.
After supervising my aunt to clean up the entire restaurant, she lit up the newly purchased rosin. This was the inspiration she got from the TV series. She said it would help enhance the olfactory atmosphere of the restaurant.
She was the daughter of Yu Jianping's friend. Her family was not short of money and she wanted something to do, so Yu Jianping asked her to be a casual greeter and supervise the work at the front desk.
This job is what she hoped for. The boss is not annoying, she takes jobs when they are available, and she is often fed. After this, she doesn't want to leave.
If possible, she thinks she can work until retirement.
The beeping sound at the back door interrupted her thoughts. Two brothers from the Yu family came and drove into the back alley, most likely to pick up goods.
Zhou Xiaoyan put down her cell phone and ran to help. Sure enough, several white foam boxes had been placed at the door, and there was the sound of sloshing water inside.
She asked curiously: "What is this?"
Yu Jianguo was sweating profusely: "Oysters were just shipped from Raoxiang."
It has to be said that Wang Ke is very efficient in his work. As soon as they left, the oysters were already packed and on their way. I just called them and the first thing I said was: "Uncle, have the oysters arrived?"
The first table at the beginning of the new year was set by Jin Changguo. The old man had been interested in that big box for a long time. Taking advantage of the crowds of people during the New Year, he insisted on being a local emperor and the first person to enjoy it.
After arriving, he didn't forget to show off to his old friends and rivals: "See? They all said this is a good place..." You haven't been here, right? It's when you eat it that you should be most impressed!
"Then why didn't you bring us here earlier?" Some people blew their beards and glared at him, but couldn't see his pride and choked him.
Unexpectedly, Jin Changguo was not angry at all. He only glanced at him blankly and snorted: "Why did I bring you here? Do you want to get in trouble with me?"
It can be seen that this is the usual dialogue mode. If you don't give in to each other, no one will get the best.
"Hey...I'm talking about you, Jin Changguo..." The old man rolled up his sleeves and wanted to argue with him, but he was pulled back by others.
"Old Li, why don't you say a few words for this Chinese New Year?" The person holding him advised in a low voice.
Li Qingbai clasped his hands and turned his head angrily, like a child who couldn't get candy.
In the back kitchen, Yu Jianping opened the boxes, and a smell of salty and wet seawater hit his nose. Only six oysters were placed in each box, and they were already covered with the bottom of the box. The greasy moss on the oyster shells was still clearly visible, and they were all clamoring.
Keep your own freshness.
Yu Jianping planned to make several unique oyster dishes for the old men to try, and the first dish was oyster chicken pot.
Brush off the black film on the surface of the abalone and blanch it in water for 30 seconds. Take the slightly cooked abalone out of the shell, clean it and cut it with a flower knife.
Chop the chicken into pieces, add seasonings and marinate. Heat the pot, pour a little oil and fry the chicken until the surface is browned. Take it out. Then find a casserole, stir-fry the ginger, garlic and onion in the base oil, add a spoonful of Zhuhou sauce and stir-fry until fragrant, then pour the chicken in
Stir-fry, then add mushrooms and seasonings, and simmer without water.
When the chicken is almost cooked, add broth to the pot, add abalone, and bring to a boil over high heat.
The moment the lid was opened, the oysters slid into the soup, and a few green onions were sprinkled on top. The aroma made the waiters waiting to serve salivate.
And Yang Jianxin, who had been smelling the fragrance for a long time in the back alley, his fingernails scratching the wall were almost bald. He wailed: "Why are you so greedy for me during the Chinese New Year?"
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The old men in the big box watched the waiter come in with a charcoal stove, and they were still wondering, could this be hot pot?
When the equally huge casserole arrived, I felt a little restless. It was so delicious.
"Oyster chicken stew." As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma rushed into the nose, and the old men straightened their heads and looked at the middle of the table.
Charcoal fire Xiao Wen, the casserole was still bubbling, and the top was covered with a layer of plump oyster meat. I don’t know who praised it first, and the old man was not calm anymore.
"Come on, let's start!" Jin Changguo knew that this must be a new dish made by the two boys of the Yu family. His teeth were already itchy and he quickly raised his chopsticks after a little pretense.
An old man exclaimed: "These oysters are so big!"
Jin Changguo looked at the oysters on his chopsticks. They were indeed very big. He took a bite, and... the chicken juice was so fresh, the oyster meat was so tender, and the juices filled his entire mouth. It was so delicious that it can't be described in words.
"Hiss--it's so hot--" Li Qingbai took a bite of abalone and was reluctant to spit it out even if it burned his mouth. He hurriedly drank a sip of warm tea to relieve the heat in his mouth. Then he took another bite with chopsticks.
One bite, the meat is tender and the taste is refreshing. It is so satisfying to eat it!
There are also those who are fascinated by the taste of chicken, and those who can't stop eating mushrooms after taking one bite...
Jin Changguo looked at the usually sanctimonious old men who were now dishonest at the dinner table, and his tail was almost raised with joy.
After finishing the oyster pot, there is also oyster omelette, which is a hometown dish that Jin Changguo cherishes. The surface of the oyster pan is crispy, and the oyster meat is fresh and tender. Jin Changguo is very happy when he eats it.
Probably knowing that during the Chinese New Year, everyone eats a lot of fish and meat, today's meal mainly consists of light seafood and fish, plus some vegetarian dishes and soups, and finally a plate of taro as a dessert.
Everyone praised the food. Even Li Qingbai, who was always at odds with Jin Changguo, praised her harshly: "You have a pretty good taste when it comes to eating."
Jin Changguo was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes at him again and would definitely not bring him here next time.
When leaving, a few old men secretly added the WeChat account of the girl at the front desk, thinking that Jin Changguo hadn't seen it because he had sharp eyes!
After all the old friends left, Jin Changguo walked to the front desk, took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over: "Give it to the two chefs for me."
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When Yu Jianguo chased him out, Jin Changguo had already been picked up by the driver. He was standing at the door at a loss holding a not-so-thin Li Shifeng. Zhou Xiaoyan floated behind him again and said: "This is the tradition of the capital, elders.
I always give the juniors lucky money."
"But haven't we already paid for the meal..." The old man also took out the whole amount and paid hundreds of dollars more...
Zhou Xiaoyan shrugged, how can you guess a man’s thoughts? Maybe he is stupid and has too much money?
As a result, when the store was closing in the evening, Yu Jianping stopped her. When she was confused, he handed her a red envelope and said to her with a smile: "The tradition of the capital."