There is really no difference between treating guests and giving them away, and it is impossible to tell the difference in ancient times.
"Why was it that I could pass the test when inviting friends to dinner before, but not now?"
Gu Zheng was talking about the previous test. He made honey chicken, sorghum rice, etc. to treat Wang Tao and others to dinner. The three of them agreed that this was the most delicious food they had ever eaten, and it also allowed Gu Zheng to pass the first test.
, opened up the prehistoric space, and also received additional rewards of Xianyuan Dan and omelette cooking skills.
"Before, you were using your own cooking skills, and you could cook whatever you wanted, but now you are using Master Tiexian's cooking skills, and you can't!"
Qi Ling's words were very strong. Gu Zheng had already put down the box, and Shu Yu was still looking at him with big eyes, trying to make sure he was serious or joking.
At this point, Shu Yu still couldn't believe that Gu Zheng was really going to sell fried eggs, and he was selling fried eggs for eighty-eight yuan each.
"Shu Yu, please believe me. If I cause you any losses, I will compensate you!"
Seeing Shu Yu staring at him, Gu Zheng said in a low voice that he would not dare to ask Shu Yu to eat an omelette now. Qi Ling would not reason with him. It was really because he invited Shu Yu an omelette.
He was judged to have failed the test, and Gu Zheng cried to death.
"It's up to you!"
After staring at Gu Zheng for five minutes, Shu Yu said helplessly that Gu Zheng was not joking. She had promised again and there was no way she would go back on her word.
Gu Zheng sells omelette, which doesn't matter to her. The key is that the price Gu Zheng sets for the omelette is child's play no matter how you look at it. Even the good eggs she uses only cost three and a half yuan each, plus
Other raw materials were sold for eighty-eight yuan at the top price of four yuan, which was a huge profit of more than twenty times.
The most important thing is that she just opened her shop not long ago, and her strategy is to keep prices close to the people. Gu Zheng's high-priced omelette will definitely affect her price image, so she does feel a little uncomfortable.
Gu Zheng saw Shu Yu's appearance completely, and he was even more helpless.
If he had a choice, he could sell omelettes for four yuan each. He didn't have to make any money, as long as he became famous, but the damn weapon spirit didn't agree. He used chicken feathers as arrows and asked him for this and that.
He doesn't have any solution yet.
If Gu Zheng could meet that Tiexian, I really want to go up and ask him: Is it really okay for your descendant to be bullied by the weapon spirit like this?
The kitchen of Shu Yu's store is not big. There are two chefs. One is responsible for making wontons, and the other is responsible for making rice noodles and other foods. He is also responsible for frying eggs. He makes the eggs that sell for two yuan and five yuan in the store.
Gu Zheng entered the kitchen, which seemed a little crowded.
The two chefs were both young and looked to be in their mid-twenties. They both looked at Gu Zheng strangely.
They were here yesterday and they are here today. They knew Gu Zheng's request and the price he set for the omelette. It was an incredible price, but their boss agreed to it. They didn't know what they were holding back in their hearts, or whether they were just waiting.
Watching the joke.
"Sorry, I need to use my own pot!"
Gu Zheng whispered to the two of them that Qi Ling did not require Gu Zheng to use his own pot, but he was comfortable with this pot. If he used the omelette pot from a small restaurant, he didn't know how many times he would have to brush it to satisfy Qi Ling.
Require.
Qi Ling has already stipulated that any ingredients below second grade cannot appear in the food.
After carefully rinsing the shabu-shabu with ice spring mineral water imported from France, Gu Zheng turned on the fire and adjusted the heat to a moderate level. The two chefs were not working at this moment. They all folded their arms and looked at Gu Zheng with interest.
Light the fire and heat the pan.
Pour out a tablespoon of sesame oil, and as the sesame oil is poured out and heated, the colorful aroma quickly spreads. Several guests eating at the wonton shop turned back curiously. The open kitchen allowed the aroma inside to spread quickly.
The sesame oil made from inferior ingredients is much more fragrant than ordinary vegetable oil. Even Shu Yu turned around and looked at Gu Zheng in surprise.
He sprinkled some salt into the oil, and then took out an egg that looked like a white jade shell. Before the two chefs could see Gu Zheng's movements clearly, they saw his hand shaking, and the egg had broken out of the shell and fell into the pot intact.
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There was no sizzling sound, and not a drop of sesame oil came out of the pot, but the fragrance became stronger.
The tender white egg white and the bright agate-like yolk gradually took shape in the pot. With a slight movement of Gu Zheng's hands, the egg flew out of the pot, turned around gracefully, and fell back into the pot again.
The egg that flew out was covered with a light layer of oil. The oil covered the egg, but it didn't seem to be connected. It was just a yellow translucent cover. This scene left Shu Yu stunned.
The aroma continued to spread, and after more than a minute, Gu Zheng poured the omelette in the pot onto a delicate plate. The omelette was considered ready.
Thinking of the taste of the omelette he had eaten in the morning, Gu Zheng swallowed. Unfortunately, the spirit only allowed him to eat one omelette a day. Otherwise, he could eat ten omelette eggs in one meal without wasting any of them.
"Gu Zheng, is this your omelette?"
Zi walked over and looked at the round omelette on the plate in surprise. White was white, yellow was yellow, and it was as light and clear as a work of art. There was not a drop of oil on the omelette, not even a little pit.
Just like the clear pictures taken by a high-definition camera, people will like it after seeing it.
"That's right, this is the omelette I'm talking about!"
Gu Zheng smiled slightly, Shu Yu had already stretched out his hand and took the plate over. Gu Zheng's face changed slightly. While cursing in his heart, he whispered in his mouth: "Shu Yu, it's not that I don't want to invite you."
, I will treat you to another big meal when I have the opportunity in the future. If you want to eat this omelette, you have to buy it at the market price!"
Gu Zheng didn't know how he said this, but he lowered his head before he finished speaking.
"What?"
The two chefs on the side were stunned and looked at Gu Zheng stupidly. The boss wanted to try one of the omelette sold in the boss' shop, but he still had to pay?
"It doesn't matter, I'll be your first guest!"
Shu Yu took a deep look at Gu Zheng, then smiled and generously took out one hundred yuan. Gu Zheng didn't have any change, so she asked the cashier to change the change and put eighty-eight yuan in it.
In the small box in front of Gu Zheng.
"Can I eat it?"
After paying the money, Shu Yu asked again, while Gu Zheng nodded quickly, his face still a little red, and he scolded Qi Ling even harder in his heart. Anyway, all the curse words he could think of were given to Qi Ling.
“It smells so good!”
After taking a small bite, Shu Yu's eyes suddenly changed and her face was completely different. She couldn't help but admire it. Her reaction was almost the same as when Gu Zheng ate omelette in the morning.
Shu Yu's family is a wealthy one, and a wealthy family has always treated their daughters well. It can be said that Shu Yu has eaten a lot of delicious food since he was a child, and there are even some delicacies that Gu Zheng has never tasted before. Although Gu Zheng is a delicacy
Critic, but he can't travel around the world. Shu Yu has to travel abroad every holiday.
She has eaten food made by the world's top chefs such as the British Royal Chef, and she has been to many three-star Michelin restaurants. She has also tasted some chefs who are difficult to hire, but she has never tasted anyone's food.
Something like Gu Zheng's omelette gave him a shocking feeling.
That's right, it was 'shocked'. At this time, she could only use the word 'shocked' to describe her feelings.
