"He looks quite presentable. Brother Wu, did you know he can cook?"
Song Zihao asked curiously.
"Brother Song is too polite. Just call me Ahao. I really don't know if Brother Zhu can cook, but he did order this restaurant for us."
Wu Shihao is still at the bottom stage, and his posture is relatively low.
In the kitchen.
The environment is very bad. There are too many places where dirt and evil practices hide. It is very difficult to clean them out. The best way is to demolish and rebuild.
However, it is no problem to use it for temporary cooking now.
I found fresh beef and pasta in the cold storage. This restaurant used to serve Western food, but the location was not good.
The people living here are all middle- and lower-class residents, who have no spare money to eat something that looks good but doesn’t fill them up.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to make a bowl of fried noodles.
The soul of Jajangmyeon lies in the Jajangmyeon, and the noodles are secondary in comparison. You can use pasta instead.
He washed his hands with cold water, wiped them clean, and then took a piece of fat and thin beef and placed it on the eucalyptus board.
The kitchen knife flew around, and the close contact between the blade and the eucalyptus board produced a continuous rhythmic beat, almost an afterimage. It was obviously very fast, but it gave the impression of a leisurely and unhurried posture.
The whole process was smooth and smooth, and when it was all cut, the beef was still a complete piece at first glance!
Then cut the onion, ginger and garlic, heat the oil in the pan.
Wow!
Quickly put the beef cubes into the pot. The beef that was originally cut and stuck together quickly separated after the oil was rolled in, turning into beef cubes the size of soybeans. After being heated by the high temperature of the oil, the fresh beef was cooked.
The red beef exterior begins to turn grayish white quickly.
The unique meaty aroma of beef came to the face, making several people working on it look sideways.
Wait until the beef has spit out oil and is completely crispy, add an appropriate amount of salt, more chili powder, more Sichuan peppercorns, a little soy sauce, shredded ginger and minced garlic.
After adding these seasonings, the flavor quickly changes from the meaty aroma to a rich and rich aroma.
The next step is to process the noodles, boil water over high heat, wait for the water to boil, put the noodles in, blanch for five minutes, take it out, run it through cold water, and put it in a bowl.
Spread a layer of cucumber shreds, add fried sauce, and add the finishing touch - chopped green onion to the top layer.
When He Yuzhu finished cooking, several people gathered around the door. None of them expected that such a big boss would have such outstanding cooking skills.
As for the taste, just seeing and smelling it makes them unable to extricate themselves. If they taste it...
Just thinking about this made my mouth water. I stared at the noodles on the cupboard, my stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and my salivary glands began to work crazily.
"What are you looking at? Wait for me to bring it to you."
He Yuzhu took off his apron, washed his hands, and said to the people at the door.
Several people seemed to have received an order and rushed forward one after another, fearing that they would not be able to grab it.
Song Zihao and Wu Shihao were better, although they were a little greedy, they could barely control it.
I waited until the end, then walked in and brought out the last three bowls, and found a table outside to sit down.
He Yuzhu came back from buying soda. When he saw the two of them, he walked over and found a seat to sit down.
Neither of them looked very good when eating. It would be an exaggeration to say that they were gorging themselves on each other.
"Here, drink some water, don't choke."
After giving the soda to everyone, he said to Song Zihao:
"How about it? Believe me! I am He Yuzhu, male, I like women, and I am a professional cook."
Song Zihao took a sip of soda, swallowed the last mouthful of noodles reluctantly, and said with admiration:
"I believe it, I believe it! With your skills, let alone opening a restaurant in Xiangjiang, you can beat them even when you go to Gui Lao's place."
He Yuzhu opened the garlic, took a bite, then took a bite of noodles, and asked him:
"Then do you want to do it with me now?"
Song Zihao thought for a moment and replied: "Forget it, I'm not good at restaurant work. If you let me do it, it will only be a waste of time."
"Don't worry, you must be underachieving if you work here." After saying that, he looked at Wu Shihao's dissatisfied eyes and said, "Ahao, you too, you two will definitely not work here, I have other plans."
"What? It's not smuggling, right?"
Song Zihao knows a lot about business. The most profitable business is smuggling.
"What are you thinking about? I'm a decent person and I won't do anything that violates laws and disciplines."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +5×2."
The two heroes had an expression that looked like you were kidding me. Seeing them like this, He Yuzhu asked casually:
"Do you think Hong Kong is safe today? In other words, are rich people safe?"
Wu Shihao rarely met rich people and did not have much say in this aspect, while Song Zihao had seen people in big situations, and he had also seen too many rich people die in gang fights and assassinations.
"What? Why are you asking this?" Song Zihao asked him.
"Of course it is of great use. There are many rich people in Xiangjiang. They lack security and we are short of money. He gives us money and we send people to protect him."
After all, Song Zihao had eaten and seen it. When he heard his plan, he immediately pointed out the problems.
"This? Isn't it possible? It's hard to make money with just a few of us!
To put it bluntly, what if those people use us as cannon fodder? We have a life to earn this money, but we have no life to spend it.”
"Why are there just a few of us? We first set up a bodyguard company, started recruiting and training people, and gradually developed our strength.
When we are strong enough, we will start taking on tasks.
As for what you said, don't worry. We will be more ruthless in the future. We will destroy a few gangs and kill a few dishonest rich people to make our name known. By then, anyone who wants to mess with us must think carefully about it.
Weigh.
Besides, some of those who can provoke us need to hire outsiders to protect themselves."
Wu Shihao felt that he seemed to understand, and said sarcastically: "Isn't this collecting protection money?"
He Yuzhu glanced at him dissatisfied, and he didn't understand whether he could see through it or not. Ahao was still too young now.
He explained: "How can this be collecting protection fees? Collecting protection fees is fraud and bullying honest people. This is called a transaction. They pay and we contribute. It is a mutually beneficial thing."
Translation:Who am I? I don’t like to earn poor people’s money.
Song Zihao was thoughtful on the sidelines. The company He Yuzhu mentioned was, to put it bluntly, an organized and disciplined gang force.
But it's not impossible to do it this way. At least everyone's status looks good on the surface. For those who want to wash their hands in a golden basin like him, coming here is definitely the best choice.
But he still had some doubts: "Then if you want to open a company, why do you want to open a restaurant?"
"This is just a restaurant. In the future, I want to spread my restaurant food all over the world.
Think about it, in the restaurant, you can't get any information. This is our intelligence agency.
Secondly, we can’t keep fighting and killing people. Some people don’t want to do this, or they want to support themselves in their retirement years. Wouldn’t it be great to let them come to the restaurant to check out the shop and become a shopkeeper?”