The memorial service outside is in full swing, and the stove in the cafeteria is in full swing.
It's almost noon.
Basically all the vegetables are taken out of the pot and placed in a steamer to keep warm.
This time, Ma Hua, Chen Xiaobing, and Xiang Yang were exhausted.
Not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.
The main responsibilities of the three people are Yipin Tofu, Guotai Tofu, Mapo Tofu, Ma Hua, Chen Xiaobing, and Xiang Yang, who will take over from behind.
Because the quantity is too large for MCA alone to handle.
The person next to Lu Weidong was Feng Gangjun. This kid was much neater than a month ago, less impetuous and more mature.
Nan Yi makes braised lion heads, and he is surrounded by a little fat guy. This guy is also very skillful in his movements. He is busy like a gust of wind, and his forehead is full of hot sweat.
Nan Yi was a little satisfied with this, not that the fat guy was sweating, but that he was satisfied with his attitude towards doing things.
A cook! The minimum requirement is to be diligent and hardworking.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have talent. If you can’t even endure hardships and stand hard work, you will basically have no future.
"Little fat man! Not bad! When you have free time, find an auspicious day and decide on the apprenticeship ceremony." Nan Yi wiped his hands with a towel and said calmly.
There was a hint of surprise on the little fat man's face. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately bowed and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master, for the compliment! I will definitely work hard."
Nan Yi nodded and patted the little fat man on the shoulder, "Very good! These basins are cleaned. I'll go and take a look." After Nan Yi finished speaking, he came towards Lu Weidong's stove.
The little fat man wanted to follow him, but due to Nan Yi's words, he suppressed his thoughts and hurriedly started rinsing the big basin.
Lu Weidong is stirring the pot. At the moment, the only dish left is fish-flavored shredded pork.
This dish requires a hundred. Lu Weidong stir-fries directly in a large iron pot. When making fifty dishes in one pot, two large iron pots are basically enough.
"Kakakakakaka!" The big shovel rolled like a long dragon in Lu Weidong's hand, and the garlic, carrots, and shredded meat seemed to be bounced away, flying in the air, falling, back and forth, and kept repeating.<
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Nan Yi was surprised. He couldn't help but said: "How tiring this is! Oh my god! I can't stand it."
Lu Weidong nodded and said slowly: "You can't make this without the strength, but it is still a big pot dish. The taste does not need to be too authentic, just keep a trace of the original flavor." After speaking, Lu Weidong said to Feng Gangjun next to him: "
Bring me the plate."
Feng Gangjun agreed, and soon, a large basket of dishes came over.
Lu Weidong put out the fire and started serving the dishes.
Nan Yi took a look and felt that the garlic was still very hard. He immediately said: "Is this good? No, put it in the steamer and it will become soft soon."
After Nan Yi figured it out, he couldn't help but go to the steamer and lift the big cover.
Finding that there was braised carp in the basin, Nan Yi couldn't help but ask Feng Gangjun: "Gangzi, where is your master's nine-turn large intestine? How does it taste if I try it?"
Feng Gangjun turned around and glared at Nan Yi, frowning and said: "Don't move! It's at the bottom! Besides, this is for ordinary guests, like Factory Director Li, Director Peng and others, the master has to open a small stove!" After hearing this, Nan Yi curled his lips and said speechlessly: "Look at how many clever ideas your master has! We cooks pay attention to being upright and treating everyone equally. I despise this kind of behavior."
After hearing this, Feng Gangjun snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention. He turned his head and speeded up the movement of serving dishes in his hands.
Seeing this, Nan Yi had no choice but to turn around and look at Huozao, the trio of Ma Hua, Chen Xiaobing, and Xiang Yang.
I saw these three people surrounding the stove holding a big shovel and turning it carefully against the edge of the pot. Nan Yi looked towards the big iron pot and saw a large pot full of red and white tofu.<
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The fire under the stove was very small, and the three of them were still sweating profusely, looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.
A spicy aroma comes to your nose, this is the taste of Mapo tofu.
Nan Yi felt a little itchy, so he picked up a big spoon from the side, scraped a piece of tofu into the iron spoon, held it up to him, Nan Yi smelled it with his nose, nodded and said: "It smells good, but I don't know how it tastes?"
Ma Hua, what do you think?" After saying that, Nan Yi took the chopsticks, picked up the tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Ouch! It's a bit hot!" Nan Yi's big mouth opened wide and he sucked in cold air. He was still chewing in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Not bad! Not bad! There is some Sichuan food in front of me." Nan Yi said vaguely.
Ma Hua couldn't help but raised his head and sneered at Nan Yi: "Master Nan Yi, do you know Sichuan cuisine? I know you know some Jinling cuisine, and your best one is braised lion's head."
"Haha! MCA! This is Huaiyang cuisine, a famous dish at the state banquet! Do you understand?" Nan Yi said proudly.
"I understand! I understand! But aren't you going to make an authentic braised lion's head now? I heard from Section Chief Wang that the top leaders are here too!" Ma Hua said.
Nan Yi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I am still self-aware! My craftsmanship is average, I can barely rank in front of you, Ma Hua, but I can't compare with your master! Brother Wei Dong, just in terms of strength, we can't compare." p>
"Hehe! Are you discouraged? How much can you steal by secretly stealing from me? If you ask me, you should become my master! Be my junior brother of MCA, hehe! You will be ranked behind Xiangyang, and you will be called the seventh junior brother." Ma Hua said cheerfully. "Is this unreasonable? Ma Hua, don't humiliate me! Although my craftsmanship is not good, a Buddha is like a stick of incense and a man is a breath of air. How can I lose face?" Nan Yi was furious and said with some indignation.
"Come on! Save you?" Ma Hua shook his head repeatedly and didn't bother to pay attention to Nan Yi. He carefully moved his arms and turned the big shovel in his hand.
The three of them pulled out big shovels and covered the top with a big pot lid.
At this moment, Section Chief Wang ran in and shouted: "Brother Wei Dong, the banquet will be held in ten minutes? How are you preparing?"
Lu Weidong raised his head and said to Section Chief Wang: "Everything is ready." After saying that, Lu Weidong handed the big shovel to Feng Gangjun, and he immediately went to Xiaozao.
Now, he must carefully prepare three tables of small stove dishes...
At the end of the memorial service, everyone went to their seats at the banquet.
The big leader sat down at a table at the front, accompanied by leaders from the ministry, Red Star leaders, locomotive factory leaders, coking plant leaders and other important fraternal units.
The big leader looked around, smiled slightly and said: "Let's get started!"
"Understood!" Secretary Chen, the big leader behind him, agreed, and he immediately went to the side to convey the big leader's words to Section Chief Wang.
Section Chief Wang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He immediately ordered everyone in the security department. Soon, groups of people went to the canteen. After that, groups of people walked out, carrying trays and four dishes.
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The food and wine were served in an orderly manner, and the huge hall was quiet, with only the sound of rapid footsteps echoing.
Kung pao chicken, fish-flavored shredded pork, mapo tofu, nine-turn large intestine, braised carp, first-grade tofu, hotpot tofu, braised lion head.
The leader looked at it carefully and said with slight surprise: "Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and finally Huaiyang cuisine. These eight dishes all have origins! They are all the highlights!"