"This tastes good! Where is this dish from?" Boss Qiu went to the kitchen to take a look, took a deep sniff, and spoke.
Under his nose is a small bamboo basket, which is yellow in color and red in color, with long and thin fingers, irregular shape, uneven shape, and twisted objects.
"The fried crispy pork tastes more like the way it is eaten in the southwest, but the seasonings are incomplete and the cooking is not very authentic." The negotiating man explained.
In the afternoon, around five o'clock, the negotiating man went out and immediately bought vegetables and seasonings. He also cut a piece of fresh meat. Now that it was still dark, he had already made preparations.
Boss Qiu picked a small piece, threw it into his mouth, tasted it, and gave a thumbs up.
"It's really good. There don't seem to be many people from the southwest here. Why do you like making southwest-style things so much?" Boss Qiu said yes and asked a little curiously.
The negotiating man pointed at the leading man who was busy at the stove and said: "He is from the Southwest and is a better cook among us. The dishes he makes that we have never tasted are all classified as Southwest style.
Moreover, when we call it Southwest style, we also call it more general. We are accustomed to calling it this way for dishes from Sichuan and Chongqing, excluding dishes closer to the Yangtze River and further south.
The main reason is that the eating habits in those places are quite different from those around the Yangtze River and the north. Another reason is that there are few people in those places in the fleet, so they are grouped together."
Boss Qiu suddenly realized it, and looked at some other dishes. They all seemed pretty good, at least they smelled good, and they were also very rich, including several meat dishes.
"By the way, Boss Qiu, is there anything particular about making this so-called gongmi? This is the first time we have done this..."
Seeing the good rice poured aside in the wooden basin, although it was slightly yellowish, but still crystal clear and full, the negotiating man seemed a little worried.
Boss Qiu thought for a moment and said: "Your rice grinding is not very good. You can cook it for a while longer, drain out the rice soup, then put it in the steamer and slowly steam it over low heat.
Add some brown sugar to the rice soup, and it can be regarded as a drink. When the rice is steamed, you can add a small amount of lard to make the aroma stronger. The most important thing is to grasp the time, and it will be served to the table right after steaming.
The most fragrant and delicious.”
The negotiating man nodded and gave orders. After doing what Boss Qiu said, he took off his cooking apron and followed him to the counter next to the door.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that the negotiating man was hesitant and confused, Boss Qiu spoke first.
Hearing this, the negotiating man hesitated for a moment and then said: "Boss Qiu, can you help me? Ask a gangster who is popular nearby to protect us. It would be better if he could take us out to play a few times."
"Why do you have such an idea? Didn't I warn you to try not to have anything to do with people from the gang?" Boss Qiu frowned, and his tone was a little unhappy.
When the negotiating man heard this, he quickly explained that he was worried that he would accidentally get into trouble or commit some taboo, and hoped that someone would come forward to help negotiate and negotiate.
When I went out in the afternoon, it was already a little cooler. Gang members who had hidden somewhere during the day and who had disappeared appeared one after another.
They were in groups of three, three, two, five or seven. After walking for a while, he could see a group. He even saw a fight twice along the way.
After hearing this, Boss Qiu nodded to express his understanding. It would be better if he didn't have other ideas. This period was really chaotic, so it's not surprising that he had this idea.
"...However, people who want to get along well in this area and let others sell their face are not ordinary people. Are you afraid that what you can bring to the table will be looked down upon by others?"
After hearing this, the negotiating man sighed helplessly and was about to turn around and leave, but Boss Qiu thought for a moment and spoke again.
"Someone might be able to do it, but I have to ask one thing first. Do you know how to cook dishes from all over the world here?"
Hearing this, the negotiating man hurriedly said: "Most people probably want to get started and cook some food from their hometown. It may not necessarily be good, but it must be some dishes unique to each place.
Many of us haven’t been back in I don’t know how many years and haven’t tasted hometown dishes. Those of us who know how to cook are definitely willing to cook them. Moreover, we have been to many places in the past few years. We have eaten special dishes in some places and have the conditions to cook them.
Come out, we can get it out and try it."
Although I don’t know why, the success or failure of this matter must be related to these things, so the negotiating man expressed his willingness to cook these dishes.
The two of them whispered to each other at the counter for a while. According to Boss Qiu, among the powerful gangs in this area, there was a man named Sun Jiming, who was a gourmet who liked to eat and drink very much.
The other party just has a name in the gang, does not participate in the management, and does not participate in the fights. He only coordinates when necessary. If you have a lot of free time, you can take them to play. As for the premise! Of course, make those special dishes.
Come out to entertain each other.
"... He... in his condition, can he control other gang members? Can he sell his face?" The negotiating man was a little worried and asked with a frown.
"Remove the word "?" Boss Qiu said with confidence on his face, and lowered his voice: "The landlord in this area is named Sun. Do you want to sell his face?"
According to Boss Qiu, although the other party was of the same clan as the landlord but not from the same family, he did rely on the landlord to join the gang just to coordinate various matters between the gang tenants on behalf of the landlord to avoid too much conflict.
For example, if the property is damaged in a firefight, if you want to repair and renovate the property to get some property, or if there are any conflicts with tenants about expenses, etc., they will be the ones to deal with these matters on behalf of the landlord.
Joining a gang not only makes things more convenient, but it also represents an alliance and compromise between the landlord and the gang, which is equivalent to acknowledging the gang's private management of their territory.
Being a member of a gang does not mean that you can act without scruples. Even the gang he is a member of may change the king's flag on the city wall, but he may always be the evergreen tree here.
So! It’s not a big problem. The surrounding gang members will give him a favor. It can be said that it is the most suitable thing for a few people to invite him.
"How is it? Are you confident that you can entertain people well? If so, I will go over and invite that person over now. I will also entertain that person for this meal tonight to see if he is willing to take you around to play.
A few days.”
"...Then...there's Boss Laoqiu, I'd like to thank you in advance..." The negotiating man bowed his hands respectfully and thanked him.
Boss Qiu can say this, obviously there is a personal relationship here, this is really helping, but you can't really treat others as just calling someone. Let them go by themselves, they probably don't know which way other people's doors open.
Seeing that the negotiating man was so polite, Boss Qiu nodded and felt relieved. He told him a few words and asked him to help him look around the store, and then he went out.
"Go in and help first, and then tidy up and tidy up later. We have a guest who is a local gangster in the area. The big brother of the gang may be willing to show us some fun.
If you are dissatisfied, if something happens to you or someone gets offended, then you will be punished and half-dead! Don't blame me for not warning you in advance."
Seeing the arrogant men coming downstairs and heading out the door with messy hair, wondering if they were eager to go out and do some fancy work, the negotiating man standing by the counter spoke.
The few of them stood there and hesitated for a while, then reluctantly walked to the kitchen, mumbling a few words.
The negotiating man also reminded the other people who came down the road, but as the busiest preparation stage in the kitchen passed, he urged everyone to go up and clean themselves up.
"...Hiss..." A man in his thirties, wearing slightly plain clothes, walked in front of Boss Qiu, took a few steps into the store door, and took a long, deep sniff with an intoxicated look on his face.
"...Not bad, not bad...This elbow is pickled at the most appropriate season, and then smoked on the farm's fire pit for two years. The flavor is mellow and strong..."
"...Brother Sun's nose is really enviable! From a distance, one can smell it, and one's knowledge is clear. It's not like me, who can only taste it and know it's delicious..."
"...Haha... When you praise me so much, don't you mean that I have a dog's nose?" Sun Jiming joked to himself with a smile.
"...How dare you? How dare you..." Boss Qiu said this, but his face was cheerful. He knew that the other party was just joking and there was no need to take it seriously.
"But it smells a little sour to me. It's quite mild. What was cooked with it?"
Sun Jiming walked forward and asked curiously, but Boss Qiu didn't know clearly, so he looked at the negotiating man at the counter. Of course, even if he knew clearly, he would let the other party tell him.
The negotiating man had been paying attention to the situation in the kitchen, so he was naturally aware of this and hurriedly spoke.
"It's called sour papaya? Or Sichuan papaya. It's the kind of tree with many thorns. The fruit is about the size of a fist. It's sour and astringent. It can be stored for a long time after being dried. It can be used in sour soup or added to broth.
.”
"...I know..." Sun Jiming nodded and explained to Boss Qiu: "That thing is also called wood plum. Eating it raw can make your teeth sore."
The negotiating man nodded and continued to add: "The fleet was traveling to western Hunan, and we ran into each other when we were going to the market. A brother said that he had eaten it when he was a child, and he even swallowed his saliva. We didn't know what it tasted, but we thought it was delicious! So!
I bought a whole basket back."
"...Yes, yes, yes..." Sun Jiming nodded, and added: "This thing has the same effect of walnuts on quenching thirst. Anyone who has eaten it will make their mouth water with soreness when they think about it or see it. Why don't you think of asking him?"
When the negotiating man heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: "We separated at the market later. When we went back, we bought it back. By the time we found out about the situation, it was already too late.
We cut it into thin slices and marinated it with salt, sugar, and chili powder. The taste was acceptable, but we couldn't eat too much. The entire fleet only ate about a dozen.
The rest was cut into pieces by the brother and dried in the sun. It can be used to soak in water, make sour soup, and put it on to cook meat and the like. It tastes very good."
"...Well..." Sun Jiming nodded and said with a smile: "Your brother is knowledgeable. This thing has the effect of dehumidifying and relaxing muscles, so it is very suitable for you."
"...Oh..." The negotiating man looked stunned and said with a smile: "Let me tell you! After eating the sour soup, I feel very comfortable and refreshing when I go to bed at night. I thought it had a sleep-promoting effect, but I didn't expect it to be anything other than...
The moisture on the body..."
A few people were chatting, and Boss Qiu also asked someone to move a good table and chairs to the counter. The three of them sat together and chatted, but the negotiating man also played the role of a server.
