The next day, it was three o'clock in the morning. Zhou Yan, who had finished breakfast, was preparing the ingredients for lunch with his apprentice.
Although the countdown to the closure of Zhouji Restaurant has begun, there are more customers for lunch and dinner. In this regard, Zhou Yan can only smile and sigh, "Only after losing it do you know how to cherish it."
However, if he didn't have so much pride and joking on his face when he said this, the credibility might be higher.
Facing the last carnival of the customers, Zhou Yan could only feel pain and happiness. The kitchen knife under his hand was only a shadow under the wave of his arm...
Some people are born specifically to cause trouble for others, like Qin Fangyuan, who tried to get the secret of the nine-turn large intestine from Zhou Yan. It was only after ten o'clock, and this man drove his old Jetta,
Arriving at the door of Zhouji Restaurant.
"Xiao Zhou, I'm here to deliver ingredients to you!"
After entering the door, Qin Fang saw that Zhou Yan was busy, so he pulled up a small bench and walked over without being polite.
"I bought the ingredients for you, m10 filet, m8 eye fillet, and t-bone." Qin Fangyuan stopped what Zhou Yan was doing and handed over the shopping bag, "
The store said these are already mature. This is my first time buying them. Please take a look!"
Zhou Yan took the bag, opened it, took a look, reached out and took out the steaks from Sankuai's vacuum packaging, and looked at them carefully: "Uncle Qin, were these three steaks packaged by the store in front of you?" "Yes," Qin Fangyuan nodded, "Look at the quality of this steak. The waiter who sold the steak introduced the aging process to me for a long time, but I didn't quite understand it!"
"The tenderness of Western-style steaks depends entirely on oil. The so-called maturation actually means soaking the less oily steaks in butter, and dry fattening the more oily steaks..."
Zhou Yan glanced at the shopping receipt attached to the shopping bag: "You bought it at the store on the fourth floor of Limin Commercial Building, right? The boss is quite kind!"
After saying that, Zhou Yan stood up and put the ingredients into the refrigerator.
"Well, Xiao Zhou, can you reveal the dinner menu?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, opened the door curtain, and went to the counter to get the menu he had just written in the morning.
After seeing the menu, Qin Fangyuan's first impression was: the handwriting is good!
"Xiao Zhou, you wrote this menu, the handwriting is good!"
"It's just so so!" Zhou Yan returned to his chopping board and continued to process the ingredients. Before starting, he looked up at Qin Fangyuan and said, "Take a look first. If you are not satisfied, you can modify it!"
"I think this is pretty good!" Qin Fangyuan looked at the menu carefully, thought about it, and asked, "Xiao Zhou, can I take this menu back first?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Yan made a light gesture.
"Then we'll see you tonight!"
Seeing Qin Fangyuan's car go away, Liu Chuang, who had been "working hard", took the lead and looked at Zhou Yan with gloating: "Master, the processing of these dishes can be discounted, but those side dishes, desserts and drinks
How do you plan to charge for drinks?"
"That's not easy," Zhou Yan laughed, "ask for a price that's low enough to make him feel indebted!"
"Then..." Liu Chuang's eyes widened, "Aren't we going to lose?"
"It's a waste," Zhou Yan rolled his eyes at Liu Chuang, "Western food doesn't use oil or fire, so how much is it worth with just that little bit of handwork?"
"But I heard that over there in the city..."
"Don't you know that foreign monks like to chant sutras?" Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, thought for a moment and said, "Chuang, I remember you learned Western food in the technical school, right?"
The smile on Liu Chuang's face disappeared immediately, and he looked frustrated: "Master, don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't expose their shortcomings when you scold them!"
"Pretentious," Zhou Yan smiled, "Wait a moment, and I will teach you how to make three of the most classic Western desserts!"
"Is there a name?"
"I'll tell you after you finish cutting the vegetables..."
It’s this trick again!
Although he knew that his master was holding a carrot on him, Liu Chuang was still willing to take the bait.
At around ten o'clock, the ingredients needed for lunch were ready.
After finishing his work, Liu Chuang washed his hands, changed into a white apron, and rushed to Zhou Yan happily: "Master, I'm ready!"
"That's right," Zhou Yan nodded with a smile, took Liu Chuang's small notebook from the shelf on the side, and handed it over, "Western food is easier, and the proportions of various ingredients are fixed. Today I will teach you Black Forest,
How to make macarons and tiramisu..."
"Let's make the Black Forest cake first..."
Originally, Zhou Yan planned to teach Liu Chuang how to make Western-style desserts. Wang Han had already asked Wang Han to purchase the ingredients, but he was too busy and never had time.
Seeing that the shop was about to close down, Zhou Yan had no choice but to exploit every opportunity.
Before the lunch business started, Zhou Yan led Liu Chuang to familiarize himself with the process of the Black Forest, and in the afternoon he familiarized himself with the making of macarons and tiramisu.
After only three or four hours of teaching, Zhou Yan had to admit that Liu Chuang was indeed more suitable for cooking Western food: he had a rather eccentric personality and his brain couldn't spin in circles, so he was particularly suitable to be a Western food chef whose recipes could be used for hundreds of years.
At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the evening business of Zhouji Restaurant officially started. Before the rebate time, all the tables in the store were already occupied, except for the one-time VIP seat in the corner that had been out for a long time.
Although many old customers have seen others order Western food in the store, this complete Western meal in the evening was the first time in the store...
When Qin Fangyuan led his wife, daughter and niece to Zhouji Restaurant, he found that the store was full of customers who were looking forward to watching the show.
Qin Fangyuan suddenly felt a little regretful, but the deal was already done, so he could only bite the bullet and sit in the reserved seat.
At first, Qin Fangyuan thought that Western food was just that, but when he saw the four sets of cutlery on the table covered with white tablecloth, Qin Fangyuan's head got bigger: in each set of cutlery, there were three knives with teeth.
The ones with teeth, the ones with thorns; the spoons and forks are not too generous, they are arranged in a big row like an array.
After sitting down, Qin Fangyuan breathed a sigh of relief: because he found that all the tableware on the dining table were covered with white paper bags, and the purpose of the tableware had been written on them.
Before the food is served, the wine will be served first.
Liu Chuang, dressed in a white chef outfit, came to the table holding two bottles of wine: "Mr. Qin, do you want to open a bottle of wine?"
"Then I'll trouble you!"
The wine is made in China from Changyu, and the price is not very expensive, but in the eyes of the surrounding customers, Zhou Yan has already spent a lot of money: two bottles of wine, one red and one white.
After pouring the wine, Liu Chuang returned to the kitchen and prepared to serve.
The first two courses are appetizers, smoked salmon and butter chicken nuggets.
Looking at the large plate in front of him with only one bite of the meal, Qin Fangyuan couldn't help but feel a little funny: When did braised fish and fried chicken boxes become so high-end!
After serving the dishes, Liu Chuang did not forget his master's instructions and reminded him kindly: "Salmon and chicken taste better with white wine!"
After the appetizers, there is a soup, red borscht, which is sour, sweet and very appetizing.
Of course, for Qin Fangyuan, who is used to large bowls of soup, only a few mouthfuls of borscht soup were too small.
Many diners watching the excitement did not dare to look at the two western dishes after seeing them. It was too little and they felt hungry just looking at them...