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Chapter 126 Contract (Second update sent!)

This side of the pot.

Chef Zhou personally picked up the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and prepared the required seasonings according to Yang Ruoqing's instructions.

The so-called proper preparation means that every seasoning was moved to a place within Yang Ruoqing's reach, so that she could use it conveniently.

"Uncle Zhou, the dish I'm going to make today is called Mapo Tofu. Please pay attention to every process!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Chef Zhou nodded hurriedly.

A man waited on the stove, and the rapeseed oil in the pan was crackling.

Yang Ruoqing put the chopped green onion, ginger and garlic into the hot oil pan, picked up the spatula and stir-fried quickly, then immediately scooped up a spoonful of bean paste, and then stir-fried.

The restaurant is heavy with oil and water, and after a vigorous stir-fry, the hot and spicy aroma comes out.

Yang Ruoqing poured the prepared two liang of pork belly into the pot, and stir-fried it again which made people dazzled.

She bent slightly, leaned forward, and waved the spatula with her arm.

The inconspicuous and dull spatula, in her hands, seemed to have been given life, becoming agile and light.

Soon, the minced meat in the pot turned into an attractive golden color under high temperature.

While the aroma of the meat was overflowing, the fatty meat in the minced pork belly was also roasted, and an attractive meat aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing pushed the cut tofu cubes into the pot at once, and then sprinkled in an appropriate amount of salt, sugar and vinegar.

"In normal times, it's best to soak the tofu in fresh water for a stick of incense before putting it into the pot. My tofu has been soaked in water all the way."

The movements in her hands remained unabated, and she even took the time to explain and explain to Chef Zhou who was staring at him beside her.

Chef Zhou listened attentively and nodded at the right time.

"This tofu is very delicate, so it's not advisable to use too much force when stir-frying. You have to use the back of the spatula to gently push and send it."

While explaining, she demonstrated to Chef Zhou.

The other people next to him also put their heads together.

Rather than watching Yang Ruoqing cook tofu, it's better to say that they are greedily sniffing the tempting aroma!

Even Song Biban, who had a look of contempt and disdain for Yang Ruoqing before, couldn't help but move two steps to the side of the pot, poking his neck to look.

Here, Yang Ruoqing picked up a clean bowl, put a spoonful of sweet potato flour into it, and mixed it with an appropriate amount of water.

Stir well and sprinkle over the tofu.

Chef Zhou asked, "What is this for?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "This will thicken the sauce, which is suitable for cooking many dishes. It will make the soup sticky after cooking, and the taste of the dishes will be smoother and longer!"

"Oh!" Chef Zhou was stunned, looking enlightened.

"Tofu itself is cooked. It can be boiled in boiling water, or sliced ​​and eaten cold. Cooking in the pot should not take too long. In addition, it is exchanged for thickening, and it is easy to stick to the pot after the heat is over."

Yang Ruoqing said in a clear voice, while serving the thickened soup that was bubbling in the pot.

"It's ready!" she said.

After receiving the beautiful plate handed over by Chef Zhou, he carefully put out the mapo tofu and put it on the plate.

Every piece of tofu is golden and not broken.

Stacked on a plate, full of three-dimensionality, shaking gently, like a plate of matcha-flavored jelly.

Everyone gathered around the pot, and even the guys working outside the kitchen were attracted by the fragrance wafting out.

There are more people in the kitchen than before.

As the focus surrounded by the crowd, Yang Ruoqing poured a few drops of fragrant sesame oil on the plate of tofu, and then sprinkled in the verdant shallots.

She picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Chef Zhou: "Uncle Zhou, try it."

Chef Zhou took the chopsticks, excitedly picked up a piece of Mapo Tofu and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and chewed lightly...

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, smiling as she watched the expression changes on Chef Zhou's chubby face...

The corners of her lips curved in a satisfied and confident way!

"Chef Zhou, how does it taste?"

The guys next to him were so greedy that they wet the front of their clothes, and they leaned over to ask.

Chef Zhou slowly opened his eyes, looking at Yang Ruoqing, his eyes glowed like a wolf!

He gave Yang Ruoqing a thumbs up, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, little girl, you mapo tofu, amazing!"

Yang Ruoqing curled the corners of her mouth and smiled happily.

She took a few more pairs of chopsticks and handed them to the fellows with glowing eyes.

Greeting: "Everyone, come and taste it!"

The crowd rushed up.

Song Biban didn't receive the chopsticks handed over by Yang Ruoqing, and his face was a little embarrassing.

But he was not friendly, he took a pair of chopsticks and joined the ranks of grabbing food.

When Chef Zhou walked up to Yang Ruoqing, he still had a look full of memories: "Little girl, there is a strong smell of oily smoke in the kitchen, let's go to the room just now to discuss business, how about it?"

"it is good!"

Yang Ruoqing readily agreed.

Chef Zhou turned around and led the way.

When Yang Ruoqing passed by Luo Fengtang's side, she stopped and looked up at him: "Tang Yazi, you have never eaten tofu, why don't you try a piece?"

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and scratched his head, then grinned, "They enjoyed it, Qinger, your business will be successful, I'm happier than tasting it!"

Is that so?

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes slightly.

She stood on tiptoe and put her hands on Luo Fengtang's broad and strong shoulders.

With a voice that only the two of them can hear, sticking to his ear canal: "When we go home, I will make it for myself!"

Luo Fengtang was stunned!

My mind went blank.

In my ears, all the noise seemed to be fading away, only Yang Ruoqing's words echoed: I will make it for you alone...

The corner of the boy's mouth was grinning to one side, his cheeks were hot, at this moment, he felt as light as a swallow, and wished he could jump up and do a few laps on the spot!

"Tang Yazi, what are you doing in a daze? Keep up!"

The voice of the girl came, she had already walked out of the kitchen, and was standing at the door calling him.

"Oh, here we come!"

He hastily responded, picked up the black tiger, and followed it out!

In the reception room, Yang Ruoqing and Chef Zhou were negotiating a long-term deal.

She found a long-term sales channel for the tofu at home.

"Uncle Zhou, I, Yang Ruoqing, am straightforward. I don't like to talk around corners. Let me tell you the truth!"

"This tofu is a rare thing. I don't know what will happen in the future, but in the past two years, I can make it!"

"The elderly, children, sick and pregnant women can eat it, there is no taboo."

"I originally planned to sell it in the tile market, priced at two yuan and one yuan, and let it enter thousands of households."

"However, if I sign a long-term sales contract with your restaurant to supply the restaurants in your town and county on a regular basis, then, within the contract period, in order to take care of the business of your restaurant, I cannot sell it in Washi."

(End of this chapter)