Chapter 1582 Big Stomach

After finalizing the recipe, Ke Baijia started to invite people.

He went out with his child in his arms, found a place to sleep in the space, and then asked for directions and found the most famous state-owned restaurant in Puxi. He is famous for his taste and is also famous for his chefs in his age of nearly 60 years. It can be said that he has accumulated skills. Puxi is the most awesome, and no one is unwilling to accept it.

When Ke Baijia went there, it was not time for lunch, but Ke Baijia was outside and saw the name of the dish posted. It was very basic. There were already a few people waiting outside.

Seeing Ke Baijia looking through the glass, he said, "Lesbian, don't worry, today Friday, Master Sun will make some more roast pork."

Ke Baijia took out the peanut candy wrapped in rice paper from her pocket and chatted with people. "I'm not in a hurry to eat it. I'm also a chef. I'm a newcomer and plan to see if I can get to know Master Sun. This is the candy I made, you can try it."

The man took it and took a bite. Well, it was really good. It was not hard and hard to bite. It tasted sweet, but it was not as sweet as the spicy voice.

It seems that the one who uses good sugar is not saccharin.

Saccharin is the cheapest sugar now. A penny of saccharin can soak the water in a large copper pot. However, after drinking the saccharin water, you will feel that it will not quench your thirst, and some people will feel uncomfortable with their tongues.

But it's cheaper.

Ke Baijia smiled and stuffed candy to two other people waiting for the restaurant to open, and asked about Master Sun's craftsmanship.

Sure enough, the charm of sugar is really great.

Through chatting, Ke Baijia learned that Master Sun, as the old chef of this gang, has made many famous dishes, but they are all seasonal. During National Day and Festival, at the entrance of the restaurant, someone was waiting for lunch just after breakfast was sold out, just to make a big spoon of terrible bowl.

According to legend, the sour Botou was created by farmers in Shanghai, and the method is very simple.

It is to change the pig tongue, pig lungs, pig belly, pig intestine, pig claws into small pieces, put it in the bowl after it is boiled in water, put it in the bowl, then add white soup, cooking wine, onion, ginger and fragrant stew, seal the mouth of the bowl with soil, and everyone flies less, then simmer it on low heat for half an hour to start the bowl, eat money and sprinkle it with strong sourness, drizzle it with stew, and combine it with fragrant stew, and use water, but there is no fishy smell of meat.

Ke Baijia nodded, remembering that he would make this dish the best at that time.

When chatting, time seemed to pass faster. Before the door opened, Ke Baijia was tactful and did not continue to chat with these people. The queue was also ranked behind them in order.

But she saw that many people here brought tableware, and Ke Baijia thought it was not equipped.

When I went in, I found that it was not, so I went to order the dishes.

In fact, even if she needed to bring her lunch box, she could take out two aluminum lunch boxes by putting her hand into her bag.

Now, the waiters seem to have a bad attitude and are domineering.

Ke Baijia really admires her aunt for her personal characteristics that have persisted for so long and her long-term vision, so that she can also make requirements in this way by managing supply and marketing cooperatives.

"What to eat, have you figured out?" The waiter with a local accent in Shanghai was urging him in less than half a minute. Ke Baijia pointed to the small blackboard: "All the dishes on it."

The man was slightly stunned: "Nong's family treats you? Then you have to bring your lunch box. You just need to wash so many more dishes."

Ke Baijia said it was not a treat, so she tasted it herself.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!