After trying out the skills of the cooks, Zhou Yan approached the teacher Xi Dong who led the team.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Yan found that Xi Dong and the old Liu who taught the engine were looking at him with a smile.
"Classmate Zhou Yan, come in, we still want to find you!"
After entering the door, Zhou Yan pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Zhou Yan, you started the restaurant downstairs, right?" Xi Dong looked at Zhou Yan with interest, "Do you have connections in the Eastern War Zone?"
"The relationship between the Cheng family over there in Yunzhong..."
The Cheng family is a "big family" in Yunzhong. Without Zhou Yan saying anything, Xi Dong knew what was going on: "Also, I heard from other students that on the day you arrived, you lived in the Xiadong Building..."
"We have a small business at home..." Zhou Yan said briefly, "Teacher Xi, the menu in the restaurant is similar to that of Huimin Restaurant in Yunzhong. Occasionally there will be Cantonese tea snacks or Cantonese dishes..."
"What about the price?"
"It's similar to Huimin Fast Food in Yunzhong," Zhou Yan raised his head and looked at Xi Dong, "Although the prices of grains, oils and vegetables here in Xiadong are slightly cheaper, we only have less than 300 people, so the purchase cost cannot be kept down.
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"It's okay, it's almost as cheap as Huimin Fast Food. I'll tell my classmates later..."
After Zhou Yan returned, he worked with four cooking soldiers to make noodles and prepare breakfast for the next day.
Breakfast consisted of nothing more than steamed buns, pies, porridge, soy milk and eggs. It was less than enough breakfast for about 300 people, and the number of steamed buns that needed to be prepared was less than one-third of what it was when Zhou Yan opened his own shop.
Opening a restaurant all depends on capital, but if you want to retain customers, you have to rely on craftsmanship.
There are standardized processes for making steamed buns and steamed buns in the army, so Zhou Yan doesn't need to worry about it. However, when preparing steamed buns for breakfast, Zhou Yan asked Qi Sheng to prepare a few more ingredients.
Since Qi Sheng plans to return to Guangdong for development, Zhou Yan naturally plans to spread Cantonese cuisine.
Zhou Yan’s cooking skills come from Yangquan Restaurant in Guangzhou, so he is no stranger to Cantonese cuisine. However, since he plans to find someone to pass on his cooking skills, he naturally has to start simple.
Among the four major Cantonese tea snacks: shrimp dumplings, dry steamed siu mai, barbecued pork buns, and egg tarts, the least difficult is the barbecued pork buns.
Delicious barbecued pork buns are naturally inseparable from good barbecued pork.
"The pork here in Xia Dong is different from that in Guangdong Province. When you return there, you need to pay attention. The roasting temperature and marinating time need to be slightly adjusted."
When Zhou Yan was preparing barbecued pork, Qi Sheng was watching and taking notes, while the three soldiers under Qi Sheng looked on with envy.
They were envious, but the three superior soldiers also knew very well that they were not meant to be cooks...
While Zhou Yan was working in the kitchen with four people, a group of Zhou Yan's bad friends came back from outside, shoulder to shoulder.
"Hey, when did a restaurant open here?"
Out of curiosity, Zuo Jiyun quietly approached the door of the kitchen, looked inside, and saw Zhou Yan dressed as a chef. He was a little surprised, but also a little unsure, so he tried to shout: "Zhou Yan."
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Zhou Yan didn't have time to talk to Zhou Yan and asked casually: "Have you eaten?"
"not yet!"
"You guys wait a minute, I'll cook some side dishes later to make it easier!"
The students' lunches are provided by the unit where they are doing their internships. The small restaurant for five people only needs to be responsible for breakfast and dinner. Moreover, it has not yet opened for business. There are only some in the back kitchen that Qi Sheng bought to test the waters.
Meat, poultry, eggs and vegetables.
Of course, for Zhou Yan, the ingredients were enough, and with four people helping him, the speed was naturally very fast. In less than half an hour, 600 taels of soup came out of the oven.
"The dishes are ready!" Zhou Yan put the seafood pimple soup on the table, stepped aside, and watched with interest a group of foodies grabbing food.
"Lao Zhou, let's sit down together!"
"No need," Zhou Yan smiled, "Where have you been?"
"Forget it," Zuo Jiyun raised his head in despair and looked at Zhou Yan, "First we went to Qingyue Lake for a walk. When we came back, we saw an authentic Shandong cuisine restaurant. We went in and asked about the cheapest cold dishes.
Thirty or forty..."
"After that, you continued shopping and finally came back hungry?" Zhou Yan was a little speechless, "Can't you just call me and ask me to come over and pay the bill?"
"Oh, by the way, Lao Zhou, are you planning to return to your old career?" Zhao Ruijie stared at Zhou Yan's chef attire for a while, "You are not short of money, so why..."
"You guys are heartless, aren't you worried that you won't have a place to eat?" Zhou Yan's resentment was aroused, "This is basically a suburb, and there isn't even a rural area nearby..."
"Thanks!"
In the evening, after helping Qi Sheng and others clean up the kitchen, Zhou Yan returned to his room and participated in the night discussion with his roommates.
After Zhou Yan entered the door, Lin Junfeng was stunned for a while, and then looked at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Old Zhou, you are finally back!"
At this time, Zhou Yan realized that since he went out to rent a house, he had never participated in the night discussion meeting in the dormitory.
"Don't talk about me first, didn't you go to Qingyue Lake today? How did you feel?"
A group of people were silent, and finally He Qiulin made a "summary": It is difficult to live up to the reputation.
"Too……"
Zhou Yan has lived in Hongzhou for more than ten years, so he is naturally aware of Hongzhou's reputation and has put a filter on it.
For people living in big cities, Hongzhou, with its mountains, rivers and lotuses, is very attractive; but for a group of students living in remote areas, mountains and rivers are commonplace and nothing rare.
"Where's the mistress house?"
"Mistress House?" A group of people looked at each other, "Is there such a place in Hongzhou?"
"Museum!" Yan Wentao on the side explained with a smile.
"It should be free there..."
"talk later!"
While a group of people were chatting, Qin Ruoshu called to check...
"Husband, you didn't go out for a walk when you arrived in Hongzhou?"
"What fun place can there be?" Zhou Yan said with a disapproving look on his face, "No matter how good the water here is, how can it be as fun as the beach?"
"Yes," Qin Ruoshu chuckled, "Oh, by the way, is your place far from the Provincial University of Architecture and Architecture?"
Zhou Yan smiled: "It's not too far, about thirty kilometers!"
"Isn't that far?" Qin Ruoshu's eyes widened, "I also want you to go see Zhong Lin and the others? It's so far, forget it. Oh, by the way, dear, when will you come to the capital for an interview?
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"The notification I just received is on the 27th and 28th!"
"let me see……"
"No need to read, Saturday and Sunday," Zhou Yan explained with a smile, "Similar to the postgraduate entrance examination, the re-examination is also scheduled for the weekend..."
Just after hanging up the phone, Xu Chongsheng called again...
"Mr. Zhou, my affairs in Hongzhou are basically over. I plan to return to the capital tomorrow and leave the finishing touches to Lin Sheng."
"That's good," Zhou Yan nodded, "After returning to the capital, let's take a few days off. I don't have anything important to do."
"No need, I'm used to being busy when I'm at AVIC," Xu Chongsheng's laughter contained a bit of sadness, "By the way, Mr. Zhou, do you need to leave a car for you?"
Zhou Yan was just about to refuse, but when he remembered that he still owed the foodies a seafood feast, he smiled and said, "Prepare a fifteen-seater Coaster for me and put it in a nearby parking lot..."