While beating the egg paste with an electric egg beater, Miao Qiang said to Xiao Wuzi: "It's weird for you to say this. Damn it, these dishes are all old dishes, so it's better to say the least.
The dishes were made decades ago, why did the guests at this table order them?"
While cutting the dishes on the menu, Xiao Wuzi said: "What else can I do? In my opinion, the waiter just recommended it and wanted to make things difficult for us."
"But they never dreamed of it. For you, Master, this is a piece of cake."
After listening to his apprentice's flattery, Miao Qiang smiled and said: "Don't you flatter me, and the waiter forced you to recommend it. These few dishes are older than the waiters above, and they may not have heard of them."
"No, after cooking is finished, I have to go up and see what kind of guests this table is."
At this time, Xiao Wuzi said: "Master, these vegetables are finished, you fry them first. How do you mix the braised three whites with them?"
Miao Qiang frowned and said: "This Braised Three Whites is pretty simple. It's nothing more than cabbage, hericium, and white meat. However, with continuous improvement, the meat in it is also different. The first one uses cooked pork belly, and later it uses chicken breasts.
There’s meat and fish too. Go and see what’s in the refrigerator now.”
"Okay." Xiaowuzi rummaged around in the refrigerator, took out a piece of chicken breast and a piece of cooked pork belly and said, "Master, which one should I use?"
Miao Qiang looked at it and said, "Use pork belly."
But when he just turned around and fried a dish, Xiao Wuzi said again: "Master, there are no Hericium mushrooms, what should I do? Take the dish back?"
Miao Qiang pretended to be angry and said: "Hey, I don't have Hericium erinaceus anymore, so I'll just use canned white mushrooms."
"Also, you have to cut it like this when grilling three white cabbages. Cut the Chinese cabbage into two halves, drain it, and cut it into strips as thick as your fingers, and put them in the center of the plate. Slice the white mushrooms and white meat, and press them one piece at a time.
, code them on the left and right sides of the cabbage strips respectively."
Following Master's instructions, Xiao Wuzi grabbed the Pa Sanbai and brought it to Miao Qiang's side. He said, "Master, this dish doesn't look like much."
Miao Qiang took the plate and said angrily: "Nothing!? Boy, I can tell you, this is a serious old dish, at least it has a history of more than a hundred years. I think back then, the chef took the exam
, this dish is a must-try.”
While talking, Miao Qiang pushed the dish code into the pot. He continued: "This is a dish that tests the basic skills of a chef. It pays attention to the white sauce and bright gravy. If the gordon is loosened, the juice will fall off before the dish is served.
It’s down. If the gordon is beaten to death and the starch sticks to a ball in the spoon, it’s a failure.”
"And the most important thing is that after the dish is cooked, it must be taken out of the pot with a large spoon. The shape of the dish after it is taken out of the pot must not be messy. What is the shape of the dish on the plate before it is put out of the pot? What must be maintained after it is taken out of the pot?
Like. So, the Gorgon must be beaten tightly, but not dead!"
While the master and apprentice were talking, the braised pork belly in the pot was almost ready. Miao Qiang, while adding the thickener, said to his apprentice: "Watch it, be sure to control the heat and dosage."
After finishing the gravy, Miao Qiang poured some clear oil into the pot and said to Xiao Wuzi: "This is called glazed gordon. The dish will look good after it comes out of the pot."
After saying that, he picked up the frying spoon and drew a graceful arc forward with his left arm. Following his movement, the food in the pot made a 360-degree somersault in the pot, and then landed steadily.
Returned to the pot.
Xiao Wuzi said with envy: "Master has reached the point of mastery in turning ladles. When can I be like you?"
Miao Qiang poured the fried pork belly into the plate and said with a smile: "This is a skill, you have to practice it, you can't just talk about it."
After finishing these dishes, Miao Qiang returned to the dressing room. He sat on the sofa and took out a cigarette. After taking two puffs, he put the cigarette out in the ashtray.
He stood up, took off his work clothes, put on casual clothes and walked out. In the kitchen, his little apprentice was asking a female apprentice of the pastry master to read his palm. The girl was too sleepy to open her eyes at this time. She let this
The little pervert pulled me and didn't resist.
After seeing his master, Xiao Wuzi blushed and said with a smile: "What's wrong, master, I'll show her palm."
Miao Qiang smiled and said, "I'll go up and take a look. You keep an eye on it below. When I come back later, you can also show me your palm."
When Miao Qiang came to the lobby, the lobby manager on duty was sitting behind the bar, whispering something to the cashier and two waiters.
After seeing Miao Qiang, the lobby manager waved his hand towards him, indicating for him to come over. Seeing this, Miao Qian secretly wondered: "What is going on?"
When he came closer, the front desk manager said mysteriously: "Master Miao, I guess you have to come up."
The lobby manager was in her mid-twenties, a girl with not very outstanding looks, not tall, and a little fat. But because she was eloquent and very good at watching people order dishes, she was chosen
The boss of Yingbin Building takes it seriously, and he has worked his way from waiter to the current position of lobby manager.
When Miao Qiang heard what she said, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "How did you guess that?"
Manager Zhang smiled slightly, revealing two big dimples on his face, and said to Miao Qiang: "If I guessed correctly, you came here for the dishes just now, right?"
Miao Qiang frowned and said: "Yeah, I just want to come up and ask why the dishes that are not on the menu are still available? One or two, forget it, we can't serve the whole table like this, right?"
Manager Zhang smiled and said: "Master Miao, please don't be angry. I'm also teaching them about this."
Then, Manager Zhang pointed to a waiter beside her and said, "Well, that's the menu she ordered. I'm criticizing her."
Miao Qiang looked at the handsome waiter and asked, "Did you recommend those dishes to the guests, or did they order them themselves?"
After hearing this, the waiter had red eyes and said aggrievedly: "Master Miao, I have never heard of those dishes, why should I recommend them to them! They all ordered them themselves."
Miao Qiang laughed angrily at her and continued: "Since it's not on the menu, why don't you remind the guests when they order. Fortunately, you, Brother Miao, and I can cook these dishes, otherwise I would be the same person today."
But it’s a huge loss.”
At this time, Manager Zhang heard something in Miao Qiang's words and hurriedly smiled and said: "Master Miao, you misunderstood. We definitely didn't mean to make things difficult for you. Yuanyuan is still young, let alone have such bad intentions. Now that we have said it, we all
She's working part-time, so she can't do anything wrong. Maybe this girl has been on night shift for two days in a row, so when she ordered the food just now, she felt a little sleepy and didn't react for a while."
At this time, the waiter named Yuanyuan said with a cry: "Master Miao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. When the guests at the table just ordered, I didn't know what happened, but I felt that my mind went blank. They
I wrote whatever I ordered. I didn’t react until I placed the menu in the kitchen.”
Seeing her pear blossoms with rain, Miao Qiang couldn't help but feel soft, and comforted: "Okay, I don't mean to blame you, just be careful next time."
After hearing this, Yuanyuan nodded hurriedly and said: "Yeah, yeah, I remember."
At this time, Manager Zhang smoothed things over and said: "Master Miao, this is strange. Before you came up, we were still studying it. The guests at the table who just ordered are as weird as they want to be.
It’s an indescribable feeling. The clothes worn by a family of three are all styles from the 1970s and 1980s, but now you can’t even buy them if you want.”
After hearing this, Miao Qiang immediately became interested. After asking where the guests at that table were, he wanted to go over and have a look.
Seeing that he wanted to take a look, Manager Zhang smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you there."
When Miao Qiang followed Manager Zhang to the outside of the private room where the table of guests was, he secretly peeked in through the small glass window above the private room door. He couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and said to himself: "I'm sorry.
Dear mother, how can this family of three be human beings? They are clearly three old ghosts!"
I saw a family of three in a private room, sitting around a table of dishes without moving their chopsticks. Instead, they took out a small section of a willow branch, stirred it into each dish, and then leaned over the plate, greedily using their noses.