I have become popular in modern times with food

The boss lifted the lid of the casserole with the tip, and a strong fragrance came out.

Each piece of braised pork in the casserole is as thick as two knuckles, ruddy in color, crystal clear, like oversized rubies of one carat, shining with charming luster.

"Try it quickly, isn't the braised pork I made very sweet~" The boss, still holding the lid in his hand, has already started to urge the guests to taste the delicious food.

Thick oily red sauce is the essence of the local cuisine in Shanghai. Almost every household will make this kind of braised pork, but the details are different, and the taste will also be different.

Huang Nuan had already picked out a piece of fat and thin meat with her eyes, and picked it up with her chopsticks. The fat of the fat meat kept shaking with her movements, as if it would fall from the tip of the chopsticks in the next second.She hurriedly put it in her mouth, and the sweet aroma of oil filled her mouth. She couldn't help closing her eyes to feel the taste in her mouth.

The braised pork is fried with sugar, and the skin has a slightly crispy skin. The fat meat has been well removed from the excess fat. The lean meat is stewed until it is soft and rotten. It is mixed with the fat meat, and there is no greasy taste at all. , I only felt elastic, and it melted in my mouth after a little sip.

The sweetness is also adjusted just right. Although Huang Nuan is a southerner, but because she was once fat, she is a little bit grateful for sweets, but in her opinion, this braised pork is too sweet. , the less it is, the lighter it will be, and there is the aroma of white wine in it, so she can't put down her chopsticks after eating three yuan in a row...

"Ah Nuan, I can't eat any more." Yu Jian used the back of her chopsticks to interrupt her hand that continued to reach for the casserole. Seeing her suspicious look, she shook her head, "You can't eat too much meat, there are quail eggs in it , you can eat more if you like."

Ever since Grandma Yu fell ill, Yu Jian has learned a lot about health preservation. Although braised pork tastes good, it is not advisable to eat too much.

Instead, the boss explained: "The braised pork here is black pork, and most of the fat has been drained. I also use yellow rock sugar and sorghum wine. Girls don't have to worry about getting fat even if they eat a few more pieces."

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Even the boss said no problem.

Huang Nuan waved away her blocking hand, and inserted her chopsticks firmly into the meat in the casserole. When she picked it up, she still felt unsatisfactory. After chewing, he still felt unsatisfactory, so he winked at the boss: "Can I have a bowl of rice?"

Now, even Chen Xinyi cast disapproving looks.

Just an hour and a half ago, she had just cleaned up all the steamed buns brought back by Yu Jian.Looking at her belly, which she could vaguely see, Chen Xinyi sneered twice: "It seems that someone's weight is going to soar again!"

Huang Nuan:! ! !Is it over?It also prevents people from having a good meal! ! !
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It was already time for dinner, and there were only Yu Jian and the others at the table.The boss watched them eat happily, and added a few words from time to time.

Seeing that he didn't care whether there were any customers at all, Yu Jian asked insincerely, "Are you alone in the shop?"

The boss smiled and looked at her knowingly: "There is also my wife, but she has gone to work, and I am basically alone during the day." Then he said, "The two of us opened this store purely to fulfill our childhood dream. "

He looked at the thin and weak sapling outside the door, his eyes fixed.

The owner's name is Fang Zilu. He and his wife grew up together, and they are considered childhood sweethearts.The Fang family is a big family with a shrewd system unique to the locals. During the Republic of China, they made a fortune from the foreigners in the concession.When the country stabilized, they accumulated wealth by buying and selling properties.After earning enough money, the head of the Fang family began to think about how to keep the family flowing. At that time, it was the period of state-owned hotel restructuring, so they bought them all and hired professional managers to take care of them.

Now in Shanghai, or even Jiangnan, when mentioning the Fang family, who wouldn't give a thumbs up to the famous Xiangyuan Hotel?

Fang Zilu grew up in such an environment since he was a child.His father was in charge of three restaurants, and no matter whether it was ordinary meals or banquets at home, they were all in their own restaurants.For his school entrance banquet, teacher appreciation banquet and even wedding banquet, whenever he wanted to have other choices, his father would always give him cold eyebrows: "What? Xiangyuan Hotel treated you badly?"

Over time, not only him, but even his wife felt resentment.One day his wife asked him: "Do you still remember a composition you wrote when you were in elementary school?"

Fang Zilu: "Which one?"

"Your father, that last paragraph."

Fang Zilu slowly recalled: My father, he is very capable, managed the restaurant at home to flourish.But I am not convinced. In the future, I must open a restaurant of my own, and then beat him hard.From then on, the family can only eat in my restaurant...

"Ouch... It's been so many years, why do you still remember?" Fang Zilu couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and scratched his wife's nose.

I never thought that my wife took it seriously, got up straight, straightened his face, and said, "Let's open a restaurant."

As a result, this nondescript Xiangfu restaurant opened.His wife is a white-collar worker in a foreign company. Fang Zilu took on most of the responsibilities when she was free on weekends and holidays. Although it was hard work, both of them were very satisfied. They arranged every plant and tree here by themselves.

"So that's how it is..." Huang Nuan listened with gusto, "Boss, your craftsmanship is very good, and this restaurant will definitely be very popular in the future."

Fang Zilu smiled "puchi" and clasped his fists together: "Auspicious words to you!"

Yu Jian looked at the boss who was joking with Huang Nuan, his face was filled with a relaxed smile.The times will not treat everyone with dreams badly, and she also believes that one day, this Xiangfu restaurant will also become a leader in the industry.

At the checkout, the boss discounted the price of individual stocks. Huang Nuan was pleasantly surprised, but also felt a little embarrassed. After all, only one table of their customers came this noon, and they still stubbornly paid a little more when they took out their mobile phones to pay the bill.

The boss pretended to be displeased and said, "You look down on me, don't you? This is my dream! Can dreams be measured by money?"

Huang Nuan: "Dreams can't be eaten, and businesses that lose money can't be done."

The boss thought for a while, and he was right. Xixi Suosuo touched a few things from the back and handed them to Huang Nuan: "Here, the mango pudding I just made this morning is a gift." Stuffed it into her hand, "I made this with raw milk. Xiangyuan Restaurant sells dozens of them. Take it away. If it's saved, I'll regret it later..."

Huang Nuan just accepted it, and when she was about to leave, she realized that something was wrong, and turned her head to ask: "Didn't you say that dreams cannot be measured by money? Why are you regretting it again?"

The boss rolled his eyes helplessly...