Food Circle Plug-in Emperor

Fu Yu has been staying in the kitchen to take orders.

When the meal rush hour finally passed, he quickly finished cooking the few remaining dishes in his hand, without chatting with others or paying attention to what was being done for the staff lunch at noon.

He grabbed the low stool and sat directly on the edge of the kitchen counter, closing his eyes and concentrating.

He was really tired during this period. He stayed up almost every night in order to compile the information on [Tips and Guidelines for Using Fire Control Skills].

In addition, Liu Yuqing had to take exams in the past two days, and he had to insist on getting up early to prepare meals. He didn't have enough rest in the first place, and the psychological pressure was really great.

If he hadn't relied on the physical rewards from the system to follow him, he would have to lie down from exhaustion now.

After all, he was still young. Fu Yu took a nap, waited for the staff meal to be ready, and ate hot and fragrant fish head noodles with chopped pepper with everyone, and he suddenly came back to life with full blood.

The work in the afternoon is easier than in the morning, and there are far fewer customers dining in the evening than at noon.

In the general exhibition area, all activities ended at around 4 p.m.

Except for the team that needed to celebrate and came to have a meal, everyone else left directly after attending the presentation.

The number of dining customers has dropped sharply, and the pressure on the kitchen to prepare dishes has also been reduced.

The workers were busy preparing dishes, and Fu Yu was pulled by Li Dongxu to continue discussing the morning cooking demonstration.

The two of them chatted incessantly, and before they knew it, it was dinner time in the evening.

Menu orders are being delivered to the front hall one after another.

Fu Yu hurried over to the kitchen counter and checked the preparation of the seasonings and kitchen utensils before going over to take the order and prepare to cook.

Before he could reach the table, a waiter came to the kitchen.

"Chef Li! Can you go over and explain it to the customer?"

With a helpless expression on his face, the waiter entered the kitchen. When he saw Fu Yu, he quickly said hello and then ran straight to Li Dongxu.

Li Dongxu had just heated the pot and burned oil. Hearing this, he turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

The waiter came up and explained: "The new customers in the dining area, an old man and a middle-aged couple, want to order iron pot stew. It's not the kind made in our store, but the local iron pot fish stew from my hometown. The kind that bakes pancakes on the edge of the pot.”

When Li Dongxu heard this, he frowned and said, "Then explain to them that our store doesn't make this dish."

The waiter sighed: "We have already explained here that the old man is in a special situation. Sister Sun asked me to come over and ask if the chef can help with the stew."

"This old man is a fellow countryman of ours. He came to the capital here for treatment six months ago. He had a malignant tumor in his gallbladder. He was discharged from the hospital just a month ago, but he relapsed and was hospitalized again."

"The doctor said that the old man was too old, his condition was deteriorating too quickly, and the chance of success of the operation was too low. He suggested that the family take him back and take advantage of the last few days to eat and do whatever he wants. There are only two months left at the latest. time."

"The old man was just discharged from the hospital today. He said he wanted to eat local food while he could still eat, and he wanted to try the iron pot stew."

The expression on Li Dongxu's face froze, and he couldn't say the rejection immediately.

Iron pot stew is indeed a specialty of my hometown.

There is no dining table, and the dining customers sit around the stove. They light a fire on site, hot oil wok, farm-style earthen stove, and a large iron pot in which fresh and tender river fish are stewed. While the fish is stewing, the temperature of the iron pot is high. , spread the whole grain pancake directly on it.

When the river fish in the pot is stewed, the pancakes are also steamed.

A mouthful of fresh fish and a mouthful of pancakes, they taste so delicious.

However, although Fucheng Chun Restaurant serves anchovies, it does not have an authentic iron pot stew.

They stew the fish directly in the kitchen and then serve it to the table. Even if it is stewed in an iron pot, they use gas stoves, not earthen pots and earthen stoves.

Especially at the stall, Master Bai An was not sent over at all, so the pancakes couldn't be pasted.

The cooking conditions in the kitchen are limited. Even if I sympathize with the customer's situation, I really can't make this dish.

Li Dongxu's ingredients fell into the pot with a splash. While shaking the spoon, he turned to look at Fu Yu: "Xiao Fu, go ahead and explain it to the customer."

Fu Yu nodded and followed the waiter to the front hall.

Li Dongxu handed over the matter to Fu Yu, and immediately settled down and focused on the cooking at hand.

Li Dongxu now has great trust in Fu Yu, and he has even begun to have a feeling that Fu Yu's cooking skills are actually better than his.

Fu Yu followed the waiter to the dining area.

There was an old man sitting at the dining table against the wall. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with a dull face, very thin face, and a frown on his face.

Sitting next to them were two middle-aged people, a man and a woman.

Fu Yu took the initiative to greet him: "Hello, I am the chef at Fuchengchun. The waiter has already conveyed your request to the chef."

"I'm very sorry, but due to limited conditions, we can't cook fish stew in iron pots here. If you want to eat fish stew, there are many special anchovy dishes here at the stall, which taste very good. I can help recommend them."

Hearing Fu Yu's words, the old man suddenly looked disappointed and said slowly: "I really want to eat this taste of my hometown, fish stewed in an iron pot, paired with hot pancakes that are crispy on the bottom."

The middle-aged woman sitting next to me immediately said: "Can't the kitchen help with the cooking? Even if it's not that authentic, it just needs to be fish stew with pot stickers and pancakes."

"The old man has been thinking about eating this bite for a long time. If he can't eat it today, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat it in the future."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he quickly interrupted: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

The middle-aged woman also realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained: "That's not what I meant. I just want the old man to eat this bite of food. As long as you can help cook it, it doesn't matter how much it costs! As for the old man's family, They have already given us money, and we just want the old man to fulfill all his wishes.”

Fu Yu was stunned and asked, "Aren't you family members?"

After hearing Fu Yu's words, the two middle-aged men smiled awkwardly.

"No, my wife is a nurse in the hospital and has been responsible for taking care of the old man. This time there is no one to take care of him after he is discharged from the hospital, so we will take the old man home and take care of him."

"I originally planned to go back directly, but the old man suddenly said that he wanted to eat the iron pot stew from his hometown. My brother participated in an event here before and was given some meal tickets, so we thought of bringing him over to have a taste."

Hearing this, Fu Yu suddenly frowned.

The old man's health is like this, why haven't his family members come over?

However, this has nothing to do with him.

As for this iron pot stew, Fu Yu has some ideas.

Looking at the old man's gloomy face, he felt somewhat sympathetic.

The waiter also said before that after the old man is discharged from the hospital, he will have up to two months to eat the hometown dishes he has longed for, which can be regarded as his last wish.

Fu Yu had eaten this kind of iron pot stew with Zhao Meng when he was in Bei'an.

Yao Shi was also present at that time. The three of them ordered a fish pot and ate directly around the stove. In addition to fresh river carp, some fresh tofu, carrots, cabbage leaves, wide noodles were added to the pot, and sweet silk threads were posted on the side of the pot. tortillas.

The river fish stewed in earthen pots and stoves was particularly delicious and rich in flavor. At that time, the three of us sat around and ate vegetables directly from the big iron pot. It was such a great atmosphere, and everything we ate tasted delicious.

In fact, now that I think about it, the chef always put the fish in the pot directly after frying it. When the customer ate it, even though the fire was turned off, the heat at the bottom of the pot was still there, so it was all mushy at the end of the meal.

And in terms of taste, because the side dishes were put into the pot at the same time, part of the noodles stuck to the bottom of the pot, the tofu was badly crumbled, some carrots were raw, some were soft, and the saltiness was barely enough. Just make do.

But for someone like him who eats employee meals in the store every day in order to save money and occasionally improves the food, he still thinks it's quite fresh and delicious.

It’s not difficult to make stewed fish in an iron pot, but Li Dongxu didn’t agree to take the order. The main dish was the accompanying staple food, pot stickers and pancakes, which no one in the kitchen could make.

The pancakes are made from cornmeal, and it is not an easy task to make them crispy and leavened after being steamed, and taste fragrant and sweet.

In particular, what the old man wanted to eat was the pancakes stuck to the side of the fish stew pot. The steamed crispy pancakes were infused with the rich aroma of the fish stew, making them taste unique.

However, Fu Yu had only eaten this dish in a restaurant, and had never had a spoon. He could only try his best to make this pot of stewed fish as delicious as possible. As for the taste, because there was no fumigation by firewood, It may be a little lacking in taste.

If the old man wasn't so demanding, he could help make this dish.

Fu Yu looked at the old man and said: "The conditions here at the stall are really limited. We can't burn a stove or an iron pot for cooking. However, if you can accept ordinary cooking methods, I can help make this dish."

"The stewed river fish in our store tastes very good. I can try to cook it by stewing it in an iron pot. I can also make pancakes. It's just because there is less smoke from burning wood, so the taste may be somewhat different. However, I can guarantee that it is still very delicious. If you think it is okay, then our kitchen will take the order. ”

When the old man heard this, he immediately became happy: "Okay! Alas. Actually, I can't even take two bites. I just want to taste the taste of my hometown."

The middle-aged woman sighed: "Originally, I wanted to arrange to return to my hometown, but my condition suddenly relapsed. My home is here, and my wife couldn't go there, and there was no one to take care of me there, so the old man had to stay here. here."

The old man is seriously ill, and there is no one at home who can take care of him.

Middle-aged women are very eloquent and take the initiative to speak without waiting for anyone to ask.

Her lover works as a nurse in the Capital Hospital, and the old man she met last year was hired by his family.

At that time, I took care of the old man for more than half a year. Because I took good care of him, we left each other's contact information.

As a result, in the spring of this year, the old man fell ill again. He was transferred from his hometown to the capital. The family simply contacted the middle-aged man who worked as a caregiver and has been caring for him until now.

The old man is 75 years old this year, and his wife passed away ten years ago.

One son and one daughter both work in other places.

The family's conditions are good, and the old man's own pension benefits are also very generous, and he usually pays very generously for caregiving expenses.

Only the children are busy with work, and apart from giving money, they don't come to take care of the elderly at all.

After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, Fu Yu couldn't help but feel sad for the old man when he looked at him again.

He said seriously: "Okay, if that's the case, then I will take this order. The kitchen will start cooking immediately. Please wait a moment."

Fu Yu relented, saying that when a person gets old, he becomes an old man.

The children are busy working and cannot take care of the elderly. They can only rely on money to maintain family ties and filial piety. In the final analysis, they are still emotionally indifferent.

Thinking from his perspective, if his parents were sick, Fu Yu would definitely not just give them money like this and leave the rest alone.

After agreeing to take the order, Fu Yu went directly back to the kitchen.

Li Dongxu asked: "How is it? Change the dish or cancel the order?"

Fu Yu explained: "Chef Li, I'm going to take the order for this dish."

On the way back just now, Fu Yu quickly looked through the classic recipes. Fortunately, fish stew in iron pot was also among them, with very detailed cooking instructions.

What the old man misses is this authentic hometown dish. He cooks it according to the classic old-fashioned recipes, and it will definitely be fine.

Moreover, Fu Yu looked at the detailed cooking steps on the recipe and discovered something to his surprise.

Classic old taste recipes + whole fish feast cooking skills produced a magical reaction!

Fu Yu was able to combine the cooking details of the two to improve the freshness and tenderness of the fish and the precise proportion of seasoning based on the original dish.

this moment!

Fu Yu almost jumped with excitement.

He carefully followed the cooking steps in the classic old-flavor recipes, and then used the cooking techniques of the whole fish feast to process the cooking details directly in his mind.

At this time, Fu Yu suddenly thought of a special situation.

To control the fire when stewing fish, if cooking relies on a stove fire, can the temperature of the fire be used to achieve the corresponding fire level by using the temperature of natural gas, so that the fish can be cooked with the kind of pyrotechnic gas that is produced by cooking over a high fire?

Fu Yu was thinking about this issue all the way.

Li Dongxu saw Fu Yu's excited expression at this time and couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Fu, can you make this dish?"

Fu Yu nodded: "It should be no problem. I have communicated with the customer. I just try my best to cook here. It doesn't matter if there are some differences in taste."

After explaining, Fu Yu couldn't help but say: "Besides, I just got a new cooking idea through this dish!"

Hearing Fu Yu's words, Li Dongxu turned around and looked at the ingredients in the pot, then quickly looked back at Fu Yu: "Oh? What do you think?"

Fu Yu said with a smile: "I'm wondering if I can use the heat of a natural gas stove to simulate the high temperature and pyrotechnics of cooking in an unearthed stove."

"The fire in the earthen stove can be continuously heated. When the iron pot is cooking, the firepower is strong and the heat conduction is fast. When the firewood is burning, the firepower is sufficient, and the temperature in the pot will become higher and higher, so that when cooking, it can The food cooks faster and the food is filled with steam." (End of Chapter)