Cannon Fodder Becomes a God of Cooking

Chapter 52

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Next time when my son comes back, I will definitely ask him to taste the fish-flavored pork shreds made by Qin Xin. Hu Xingguo believes that once Hu Yunxi eats Qin Xin's, he will never eat other fish-flavored pork shreds again.

The four of them ate, and no one said a word. Until the food on the plate was gone, Mei Conglian drank more than half of the coconut milk in the cup, "Usually I feel that coconut milk It's delicious, I drank the soup made by Xiaoxin today, and I think this coconut milk is just like that." Qin Xin stewed a pot full of soup, but everyone finished it.

Qin Xin didn't eat much at first, but seeing everyone eating happily today, she also ate an extra bowl of rice.

Mei Congqing said, "Sister, you are right, I feel the same way."

Qin Xin originally planned to wait for Mei Congqing and the others to go back before cleaning the kitchen, but they all disagreed and helped Qin Xin clean the house.

Thinking that tomorrow is the first day of Qin Xin's opening, she has to rest well today, and there is still a lot to prepare for tomorrow, so Mei Congqing and the others didn't stay much, packed up the first floor and went back.

After sending Mei Congqing and the others away, Qin Xin went back upstairs.

She was still in the attic yesterday, but today she changed to another room. Qin Xin felt that all this was a little unreal. After taking a shower, Qin Xin lay on the bed and opened Weibo.

[Xinxin's Gourmet World: Thank you for your continuous care. In the future, Xinxin's stall will be at the foot of Qingshan. Tomorrow is a new day, come on! Attach today's dish [picture]]

Qin Xin has 5.5 million followers on Weibo, and many fans urge updates every day.

Before Qin Xin ate, he took a photo, which happened to be posted on Weibo, and soon fans came to comment.

[Poison in the middle of the night, Xinxin, you are not kind.]

[Hey, when can Xinxin cook such a meal, I want to eat it too.]

[Drool is coming out, I can't wait to wait for the room to go to T City.]

[The real name is envious of the friends in T City.]

After checking the comments, Qin Xin turned off her phone and planned to rest. She originally thought that she would choose a bed and would not be able to fall asleep, but soon Qin Xin realized that she was thinking too much. Gu's mattress was indeed very comfortable. When she closed her eyes, it was already dawn when she woke up again.

At six o'clock, Qin Xin got up to prepare breakfast, and Mei Conglian had already arrived downstairs. When Mei Congqing and the others came over yesterday, Qin Xin also recorded the fingerprints of the four of them.

However, Mei Congqing and the others refused to take fingerprints on the second floor. After all, the second floor was Qin Xin's residence, and Qin Xin didn't force it in the end.

While Mei Conglian was preparing the ingredients, Qin Xin had already moved the electronic screen outside the house, and then manipulated the menu and price of today's breakfast on the computer, and after editing, put the menu on the electronic screen.

Since it took some time to operate the electronic screen for the first time, Qin Xin hurried back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast after finishing her work.

Although the place has changed, there are all kinds of kitchen utensils in the kitchen, so the breakfast is no different from the ones sold in the past, and the whole grain cakes are still served. It's just that the two of them prepared the ingredients much faster than usual. Now the kitchen design is much more reasonable than that of the dining car, and the space is much larger.

At seven o'clock, the first customer came.

"I want a hot and sour powder, six yuan." This customer came in for the first time, and stood outside to read the menu for a long time before coming in to order.

When Qin Xin heard the customer's order, she started to follow.

Mei Conglian asked from the side, "Eat here or take away?"

"Eat here." The customer asked.

"Okay." Mei Conglian took out the bowl and put it on the table next to Qin Xin.

Qin Xin quickly cooked the noodles, and Mei Conglian went out to serve the customers, "Please use it slowly."

Customers saw that these bowls and chopsticks looked pretty, but they didn't know how they tasted.

This customer is a resident around Qingshan. He is almost 60 years old and has only retired for a few years. No, he has nothing to do after retirement. He wakes up to exercise every morning. He has seen a building here for a long time. When he ran over just now, he found that it opened .

Thinking of coming in to try it, the customer looked at it for a long time, and finally chose this hot and sour powder.

The hot and sour powder for six yuan is Qin Xin's own chili sauce. Even so, the taste is much better than the ones on the market.

The customer took a bite and nodded again and again. This hot and sour powder is delicious and worth six yuan. It seems that there will be good food in the future. There is no business district here in Qingshan. With such a restaurant, the taste can be improved in the future.

At this time, many people came, and they all brought flowers outside, and left directly after they were arranged. Mei Conglian was a little curious when she saw these, so she went out to have a look around.

When she came back, Mei Conglian told Qin Xin, "These flowers are all sent by the Gu Group. I wish you a happy business."

Qin Xin was taken aback, she didn't expect Gu Wuyu to send flowers.

As soon as the customer took a bite, he found that many people came, and they turned out to be sending flowers. The customer lowered his head and continued to eat, but he found that many people came, and most of the hot and sour noodles were ten yuan.

The customer took a closer look. Although it was ten yuan hot and sour powder, the chili sauce on it seemed to look better. There was no difference in other things, and there was no extra piece of meat.

More and more people buy hot and sour noodles for 10 yuan. This customer couldn't help asking the person sitting next to him, "The hot and sour noodles for 10 yuan and 6 yuan are the same, why do you buy 10 yuan?" ?” Doesn’t this mean that there is too much money to spend

The man said, "It must be your first time to eat breakfast at Xinxin's."

The customer nodded. It seemed that the boss had opened a store elsewhere before, so he asked, "Where did she open the store before?"

"Xinxin first sold multigrain cakes, and later opened a food truck to sell breakfast at the middle school, and now it's transferred here."

The customer then asked, "And then?" He wanted to know the difference between hot and sour noodles.

The person patiently explained, "The difference between Xinxin's hot and sour powder for 10 yuan and the hot and sour powder for 6 yuan lies in the chili sauce. The 10 yuan chili sauce tastes very good, you will know it after eating it, but The ten yuan hot and sour powder is limited, and it will be gone every day when it is sold out."

The customer was a little surprised. He thought the chili sauce in the bowl was delicious, but how delicious is the ten yuan one? More and more people order hot and sour noodles for 10 yuan.

Thinking of this, the customer hurriedly thanked the person next to him, quickly picked up the hot and sour noodles in the bowl, and planned to queue up to buy ten yuan of hot and sour noodles. As soon as he got up, he found a lot of people rushed in from outside.

The customer felt a little regretful, obviously he was the first one to come in, but he still hadn't eaten the hot and sour noodles worth ten yuan.

Seeing that there were more and more people, the customer hurriedly stood at the end to line up. Before it was his turn, he heard someone shouting, "The hot and sour noodles before 10 yuan are sold out again."

There was a groan from behind.

The customer thought that he had been in line for half a day, and it would not be worthwhile to leave, so he might as well buy some other breakfast, as his wife must not have had it yet.

In the end, the customer ordered multigrain pancakes. He thought that his wife was from the province of D, so he would probably like such a breakfast.

The customer took home the finished multigrain cake and handed it to his wife.

The wife said, "What's so strange today, you bought me breakfast." The two have been married for so many years, and the number of times the husband buys breakfast is really rare.

"Isn't this discovered by conscience?" The husband laughed and said, unable to talk about the specific situation just now.

The wife picked up the multigrain cake, which was still warm, guessing that the husband bought it just now on the way to exercise.

But the packaging bag is pretty good, with the word Xinxin on it, and the logo is also pretty.

The wife took a bite, then froze on the spot, and then began to cry.

The husband was watching TV in the living room, when he heard his wife crying, he ran over in fright, "What's going on?"

The wife wiped away tears, "No, this multigrain cake is too similar to the cake my mother made for me when I was young."

Strictly speaking, Qin Xin's pancakes are not the authentic taste of D City, but the taste does remind her of her mother's cooking.

The wife's mother passed away when the wife was very young. Seeing the strong wife crying, the husband felt a little uncomfortable, "If you think it's delicious, I'll take you to eat it tomorrow."

The wife ate the whole multigrain cake and asked, "Where did you buy this cake?"

"Not far ahead, there is a new restaurant with a lot of breakfast. If you don't want to eat multigrain cakes, we can eat other things."

"Okay." The two quickly reached an agreement.

Qin Xin didn't know this, she looked at the people who came to line up, she was a little surprised, originally thought that there would not be many customers who came to buy breakfast in a different place, it was indeed less than outside the middle school, but more than expected.

Because there were not many ingredients prepared, the ingredients for the morning were sold out before eight o'clock. Qin Xin could only type on the electronic screen outside the gate, "Breakfast is sold out. Lunch time is 11:00 to 1:00."

A customer saw this and asked, "Xinxin, does the word on your electronic screen mean that now you cook lunch and dinner besides breakfast?"

Qin Xin said, "Well, we are preparing stir-fried dishes for lunch and dinner."

"Great, then I'll come to eat at noon later." In this way, I can eat the dishes cooked by Qin Xin for three meals a day.

There are some small businesses around Qingshan, most of them are software companies and the like. There are many employees working here who are fans of Qin Xin. Motivated to go to work.

Qin Xin and Mei Conglian sorted out the ingredients for noon, and Qin Xin replaced the content on the electronic screen with the noon menu. There were a lot of ingredients. Thinking about the people who came in the morning, Qin Xin decided to prepare more.

However, due to limited time, Qin Xin only prepared two kinds of soup, one is light pork ribs and lotus root soup, and the other is spicy mutton hot pot.

At 11 o'clock, some customers came to order, and Mei Conglian went out to write down the menu and table numbers.

Qin Xin has already started cooking, because the ingredients are prepared in advance, and the frying is very fast. In addition, there are several pots in the kitchen, Qin Xin's current cooking skills and mental strength can completely cook with several pots.

If it weren't for the transparent glass, everyone would have thought that Xinxin had hired several chefs, after all, the serving speed is really fast.

When there are few people, it’s okay to say, after a while, there are more and more people, and almost all the pots in the kitchen are used.

Customers began to think that the taste of such a dish would be mediocre, but after eating it, they found that Qin Xin's cooking was quite good.

Although she uses a lot of pots, Qin Xin only cooks one portion in one pot, so the taste will never be bad.

The ingredients in the baskets became less and less, and many dishes were gradually sold out. Before 1 o'clock, Qin Xin felt that it was almost done, so she asked Mei Conglian to close the door.

Author: Sahua. open slightly. . .