Chapter 80 A daughter of the Yu family has grown up
The misty rain comes into my dream, and the surrounding mountains are stained like ink.
On the dim stone road, a woman walked up, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a long skirt, and swaying on lotus steps.
The visitor in green shirt and misty rain seems to be an old friend...
July and August are the rainy season in Beijing. The drizzle has been pouring for several days, and everyone is braving the humidity.
Xiao Lin worked diligently as a doorman at the entrance of Lantingxuan as usual. Last year's red envelope and this year's salary increase gradually made his small treasury full. When life was not so sad, he didn't want to go home so much. He found that he
In fact, I really like working at Lantingxuan. There are many things in the world, but sometimes he, a little doorman, can peek into people's hearts.
The door of the Yu's restaurant next door was open wide. Xiao Lin secretly asked Yang Jianxin to inquire about his goddess, saying that it was to welcome the little boss of the Yu's.
Xiao Lin pursed his lips, and it was another rich second generation who didn't know the sufferings of the world who came to experience the people's sentiments.
Lanhai Street has undergone tremendous changes this year. The clothing city on the street has been renovated and has taken on a new lease of life, with neon lights shining brightly. The shopping mall at the end of the street has expanded in size and has been extended into a fashion hall. This is Lanhai Street itself, in Lantingxuan and Yujia.
Under the influence of restaurants, restaurants and pubs with different styles have been opened one after another. From a distance, they are full of exotic customs.
"This Lanhai Old Street is really well done!" An old man and an old lady sighed as they passed by, supporting each other.
Along the way, I heard similar words a lot. Yu Jian held an umbrella and walked slowly along this long street. Not far away, the red lanterns of Yu's restaurant had dimly lit up with red light.
Raindrops fell on the oil-paper umbrella, rolled down the umbrella onto the stone floor, and were stepped on by shoes...
"Sister Xiaoyan?" At the door of the restaurant, Zhou Xiaoyan rolled up the sleeves of her bright yellow gown and was doing some calculations. After hearing the voice, she looked up and saw a figure named Ting standing in front of her.
Yexi is like a flower, warm like a crystal.
This sentence suddenly appeared in Zhou Xiaoyan's mind.
Yu Jian looked at her dumbfounded look, pursed her lips and smiled, and called out again: "Sister Xiaoyan?"
Only then did Zhou Xiaoyan come to her senses and say "ah", but she hurriedly swept the notebook and pen all over the floor.
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The little boss of the Yu family is here.
The little boss of the Yu family is really a beauty.
Not long after, these two pieces of news spread throughout Lanhai Street. Xiao Lin touched Yang Jianxin's shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Have you seen it? It's really beautiful?"
Yang Jianxin replied angrily: "How can I not have the time to see how busy the kitchen is? What's more..." No matter how beautiful she is, she is not as beautiful as his goddess Xiaoyan!
The more restaurants there are on Lanhai Street, the better the business of Lantingxuan and Yujia Restaurants. It is said that some customers tried other restaurants without belief, but ended up coming back to make reservations after finishing their meal.
Both of their customers have been waiting for a month. But even so, there is still a steady stream of customers coming every day, and they are racking their brains to find connections to jump in the queue.
"Yang Jianxin? Yang Jianxin?" No, after finally sneaking out to take a breath, the chef shouted again. He spread his hands helplessly, said sorry to Xiao Lin, and ran back dejectedly.
The air pressure in the kitchen was a bit low, so Tang Yuan stared at the aquatic products box in silence. When Yang Jianxin entered, the assistant who prepared the dishes winked at him desperately. When he saw it, it was bad! Chef Qian Dingzhiwan had forgotten to ask for the oysters.
"Where are the oysters?" Tang Yuan asked in a cold voice, his eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a haze in his eyes that could not be removed.
Yang Jianxin said calmly: "I forgot... I forgot..." If he didn't excuse himself, it was just a mistake. He then lowered his head and waited for the chef's punishment. The way of the kitchen is to prioritize dishes and give both rewards and punishments. This is Tang Yuan's principle.
"10% of the bonus will be deducted this month." Tang Yuan said, without any hesitation. Yang Jianxin looked happy, and it was only the bonus that was deducted. The next words from Tang Yuan made him fall from heaven to the abyss.
"You will take out all the garbage this month."
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Yang Jianxin looked at the large bucket full of garbage that had only been filled for half a day. The light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he replied like a dead fish: "Oh..."
Baked Oysters with Cheese is a new dish on today's menu, inspired by the French dish Baked Snails with Cheese. However, Tang Yuan failed to find a suitable snail supplier, so he settled for oysters.
He took off the hat and threw it to Yang Jianxin. He glared at him again and said, "I'll go next door to see if they have any in stock."
With that said, he opened the door to the back alley and went out.
Yu Jian was learning how to make isinglass from Yu Jianping. Yu Jianping took out the isinglass that had been foamed in clear water, pointed to the lines on it and told her: "This is just Hoi Hai glue, it's male. You see, the male one has two lines.
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Yu Jian listened attentively and touched it again, feeling the different textures of isinglass.
Isinglass is one of the eight delicacies and is known as the "life of the ocean". Yu Jianping put the isinglass into a hot oil pan to let it grow. After it has grown, the isinglass will expand and become more golden in color.
Saute the mushrooms and pepper until fragrant, add Chinese cabbage and isinglass, add water and simmer for 20 minutes, then thicken and add tail oil. This is Yu Jianping’s secret skill - braised cabbage with isinglass.
When you take a bite, the oil in the isinglass burns your mouth, but the taste is fresh and fragrant. The isinglass is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, mixed with the fragrance of Chinese cabbage.
"It's delicious!" Yu Jian ate so hard that her eyes narrowed.
At this moment, an untimely voice came, the window in the back kitchen was opened, and a head half stuck in: "Uncle Jianping, do you have any extra oysters?"
Yu Jian turned her head while holding the plate, and faced a familiar yet unfamiliar face.
"The little girl on the ferry?" Tang Yuan looked at her for a while, then remembered who this girl was, and asked again, "Why are you here?"
Yu Jian silently finished the fish maw on the plate, wiped her hands slowly, and said, "Did you make the Shoudao?"
The answer seemed to be wrong, but Tang Yuan suddenly shut up and looked at her with fear on his face.
She...she...how did she know?
Is that cake for her? Could it be...
"Yes, I am Yu Jianguo's daughter." Yu Jian grinned with a cold smile, stood up again, and looked at him from top to bottom, "You are a dog who can't spit out ivory food from your mouth.
,Big, chef!”
The little girl is very vindictive and still remembers his evaluation of the village in Western Australia two years ago: a wasteland with no shit.
Tang Yuan suddenly felt embarrassed, and he couldn't really understand like a little girl, so he laughed twice and changed the subject: "Why isn't Uncle Jianping here?"
Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. The Yu family did have a surplus of oysters. Today happened to be the day when the first batch of oysters arrived this year. Yu Jianguo went to pick up the goods in person. The two of them came in with a cart full of foam cartons.
After tearing open the seal, the fresh ocean smell filled the entire kitchen. Tang Yuan couldn't help but look inside. Each oyster was as big as an adult man's fist.
Just as he was about to reach out and take one, Yu Jian said coolly: "These are oysters from a place where birds don't poop..."
The final sound of the word "oh" drags a long line.